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you say your heart ain’t ever been broken

Who: Sideswipe & OPEN
When: In the days after this. 12th-15th of June.
Where: Cargo Bay then Aft Observation
What: Sideswipe is basically sulking after getting into an argument with Riptide. It goes about as well as you'd expect.
Warnings: None ATM

This ship... was awful.

Don't get him wrong, it'd been great for a while. He'd honestly been enjoying himself. And then? Suddenly, it was like every bad thing that could happen, happened. All at once. And, unlike being on Earth, there wasn't much of anything he could do about it. He'd run when he'd found out about Riptide and Tarn, panicked over Luke... All he could do was yell at Megatron and the captains.

Low blows, for someone who thought he was capable of handling Decepticons on a regular basis -- someone who had been handling them on a regular basis.

"Not like they let me do it here," he mutters to himself.

His face is buried in his knees. His back pressed to a wall. He's sulking and he knows it. But the cargo bay is empty, it's mostly quiet, and ... for once, the young bot just wants to be alone. Because that way, no one will have any ammunition about how "immature" he's being. What else is he supposed to feel? He'd had no idea he'd been doing anything wrong enough to warrant Riptide of all bots yelling at him. And over some idiot he'd barely met, too...

Maybe that's why it stings so much. Maybe he's jealous, on top of all the other feelings.

I'm disappointed--

He kicks his foot, and it CLANGS hard into a nearby crate.

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Later, he finds his way back to the observation deck. He's not curled up in a tight little ball anymore, but he's still as sullen as before. Arms folded, shoulders hunched and staring out at space like it's going to help something.

Occasionally letting his head thunk against a metal support.

He wants to help. Just... wants to make things right, but apparently he has to read minds on top of everything. If they'd just said something...

Almost angrily, he jams his headphones on, with the volume cranked up. Ignoring the outside world and how the music can be heard from as far as ten feet away.

((ooc: Action spam or prose is fine! Feel free to interrupt his sulk in either location!))

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"No, dude, 'not my jam' means I don't have any of it, 'cause it's not my thing."

He waves his free hand idly, like that's supposed to explain everything. Part of him is amazed they're actually having a normal talk instead of pushing each other over and dangling one another out into space or something.

"A lot?" he says, with another shrug. "I kinda downloaded a bunch as soon as we got computers working in the scrapyard."

So here comes another.

"Man, I shoulda done that! We just listened to the stuff that was on the music channels on the TV," he says, scratching his neck. "Or the radio in my cab. But I think we're out of range here."

Bumblebee decides that standing in front of Sideswipe is too awkward and ends up sitting down next to him, trying to get a better look at the player.

"But I like this. It's different, but it's good."

"Just jump on a planet's network the next time we're there, dude," he says, like it should be obvious at this point. "Or ask around -- somebody's gotta have a decent playlist."

He wants to scoot away. This is a really weird conversation to be having with someone Riptide yelled at him about. But... at least it's a decent conversation. He can't get yelled at for this, can he?

"Most of my stuff's like this," he says. "Like. Dance tunes. Stuff you can sing to."

The music changes again.

"Or stuff that makes fun of Drift's stupid butt."

"I bet somebody has some good monster movies too! I miss movie night," he sighs, smiling as the music change. "This guy Rewind send me a drive with a documentary about like, how this wasp lays eggs inside earth bumblebees heads and they feed off the bee and hatch out of it's eyes and said that was a monster movie and," he pauses so he can shudder.

"I'm not gonna be able to get that out of my processor even if I try and scrub it out. I don't recommend watching anything about the Beewolf, unless you wanna get really grossed out," he grimaces. "It's like, ten times worse because I know a guy called Wasp from back when I was at the Autobot Acadmey, and I think that's why Rewind found it so funny."

"Monster movies? Nah, the action ones are the best -- wait what?"

He'd only been half listening to the description, partly because the music was on and partially because he was sort of having a minor difficulty paying attention to the other bot. He's still a bit mad, after all.

"... That's. Really gross. Like, way grosser than a movie should be. Why would you watch that?"

Except, apparently, his music player decides to shuffle the songs again.

"I didn't want to watch it! Rewind made me! It was all organic and squishy and nasty as slag! And now I can't stop thinking about Wasp laying protoforms in my fuel tank," he shudders, looking a little queasy.

"Not exactly the image I need when I'm trying to get some recharge, y'know?"

Optics blink when the song shuffles on, and Bumblebee looks up at Sideswipe with a bemused expression.

"What's 'Gay' and why is this guy singing about it?"

"Okay! Okay! I give! Augh..."

He's got his hands clamped over his "ears" by the time Bee starts talking again. He's about five seconds away from chanting la la la not listening. Because wow. Things were going so well, and then this guy had to go on about gross stuff!

"That's so gross! Just -- no!"

He blinks too, and looks down.

"I dunno. It's a human thing I guess. I just liked how it sounded."

Sideswipe you naive little shit.

Bumblebee can't help but smile as Sideswipe tries to ignore him.

"Feel sorry for me man! I have that burned into my processor. Forever," he says loudly, tapping the side of his head.

As the song continues to play, Bumblebee seems to be more confused by it.

"Humans are so weird."

"Okay, though, just because you suffer doesn't mean you've gotta shove it in my face, dude!"

Nope, he's still covering his 'ears'. Because that's not useless and would totally help. Maybe if he tries hard enough it will, anyway.

"Yep, pretty much."

"Misery loves company, right?" he offers, giving a small smile before he leans against the wall and listens to the music more.

There's a long silence between them as Sideswipe's music play shuffles through his music and Bumblebee watches the star systems slowly blink and shift as the spaceship moves through them, messing around with his fingers as he contemplates something.

"So, uh. Um," he starts, frowning down at his hands. "Wanna start over?"

"Yeah... sure...?"

He says like he's not really sure if it's true or not. Hopefully it comes across as suspicion at the saying, not Bee necessarily. But, then again, he's never been good at this Feelings Thing. That's why he hangs around Grimlock.

Every so often he keeps glancing down at the yellow bot. Why's he here, anyway? It can't be just to talk music and bad movies. Can it?

And there it is. He's... actually surprised by it.

"Uh." Oh, good. Stellar start. "Sure? How?"

Well that sounds promising. Bumblebee lets some hot air vent out in a sort of shakey sigh, and lifts a servo to rub at his faceplate. He hates admitting when he's wrong, but. Riptide was Sideswipe's friend, and if the Boat-bot said he was a good guy and surprised they weren't friends, that had to count for something. Right? Right.

"Uh, I guess..." he starts, before offering his servo to Sideswipe. "I'm Bumblebee. I'm different to the Bumblebee you know, but that's still my name. I like video-games, movies, music and driving real fast. And I'm just gonna say, I feel really dumb right now, so you better play along."

"Yeah, I know you're different, dude. He's like. My size. And also has an Optimus Complex. So be glad you're not in that boat."

He says it so flippantly. Like it's no big deal. Except that last part gets a look from him. Like he's dead serious on the "be glad". He might be -- this way he doesn't have to listen to double the terrible catchphrases.

There's an awkward beat before he realizes what that outstretched hand is supposed to mean. Oh, right. Handshake time.

"Sideswie, fastest bot on Cybertron, street-racer king, Decepticon-Buster and high-score holder," he says. With a shrug.

Bumblebee looks awkwardly down at Sideswipe as he shakes his hand--he'd been after a high five but that'll work he figures--before grasping it and giving it a shake. He tilts his helm at the bold statements, grinning just a little.

"Those are some pretty big claims, dude," he challenges, letting go of Sideswipe's servo. "Fastest bot on your Cybertron, maybe. But now I'm here. And I'm the fastest thing on four wheels, you dig?"

He's not going to mention Blurr. Nope.

"And back home? I'm the one holding all the high-scores. There can only be one, right?" His tone is definitely friendly and he's looking up at Sideswipe with determination and excitement.

He just sort of stares at the yellow bot for a long while, before frowning, faintly. It's not a displeased expression. If anything, it's more thoughtful.

"So... what you're saying is..."

He's weirdly okay with the place his mind is going.

"... we're like the same dude. In different universes."

Bumblebee opens his mouth to say something, lifting a servo, before dropping it, the realisation slowly dawning on him.

"...Well, when you put it like that..."

"When I put it like that... I'm right."

He looks surprisingly amused by this, all things considered.

"Yeah... Woah."

Bumblebee isn't sure how he feels about this. He has to sit and think, watching as the music player shuffles to the next song.

"Wanna race to see who's the fastest?"

He's a winner. Pure and simple.

Which is why he slowly, carefully puts his music away. Looks Bee up and down, and then bolts. Sprinting as fast as possible.

"You're on!"

You cheater.

"--Whu--Hey!" Bumblebee yelps as Sideswipe gets a head start. He's not about to lose his title here too!

He spins the wheels at his shoulders and heels to gets his engines revving, scrambling to his feet to start sprinting after Sideswipe. He's got height and legs on him, their paces completely different in size so Bumblebee leans back on his heels, making them screech on the floor and using them like roller skates. He's certainly quick for his size but still has a little bit of work to try and catch up on Sideswipe's advantage.

"Better watch it, Red!"

Edited 2016-07-02 07:04 (UTC)

"Who said skating was allowed!"

Which just makes him pick up speed as much as he can. It's an enclosed space, which makes it harder to actually run all-out. Hard because if they run into anything, they're probably going to pulverize it.

But at least, if Bee gets ahead of him... he can vault over the smaller bot.

Bumblebee doesn't seem to be taking the enclosed space into consideration and is definitely going flat out. He's not gonna let Sideswipe beat him, even if they end up in a crumpled heap at the end of a hallway. Bumblebee isn't worried though--he's good in small spaces, his agility and speed really coming into their own when he has to make tight turns--and he grins at Sideswipe as he closes the gap.

"The same guy who said you could get a head start!"

They really are the same person. Autobot. Whichever. He's determined to beat the smaller bot by virtue of longer legs and... well. Something. He'll figure that bit out later. His pride is on the line here!

Which is why he's going to hurdle over some obstruction in his path, aiming to come up running again.

"That guy was me, genius!"

Bumblebee is right on his tail as Sideswipe vaults over the obstruction, and he gives a yell as it suddenly appears out of nowhere (he'd been staring at Sideswipe and not paying he best attention) and just jumps it, his wheels clipping the edges which sends him flying forward towards Sideswipe.

The yell is about all the warning he gets. Suddenly, there's a little yellow thing flying at him, and, even before he can duck, it's --

-- knocking him down. In a pile of yelping, red and black and yellow limbs.

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sideswie

you saw nothing

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Pls lets make them crash and tangle

yes of course

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