maskormenacelogs | i'm thinking we should ride

[ Being human - at least on the outside - was an entirely new, novel thing. He'd spent half a day altering figuring out he could do it with a thought making faces in the bathroom mirror of his government assigned residence just to see what it felt like.

Then he'd ordered delivery and spent the next three hours eating increasingly cold pizza while watching reruns of whatever their equivalent to ER was; pausing only to occasionally check the network and see if the people that mattered were still there. He'd apparently missed a month, which was ridiculous because the last thing he knew before getting a file shoved into his hand was sitting in his rebuilt house, petting his dog--

At which point he called Bee, just to make sure that yes, Rex was being taken care of and trying not to sound too eager to have his friend back. The dog, not Bumblebee. He's still not certain about anything regarding the yellow Autobot.

It all ends with him standing in front of Bee's residence, hands stuffed into the pockets of his pants and looking incredibly awkward. Waiting for Bee to answer the door.

Maybe he should have told him about the human thing. ]

[ Bee is doing something similar at the moment. he's watching one of the TVs he snagged from that silly home, tub of ice cream in his folded legs. this is becoming a habit lately and Bumblebee thinks it's an amazing thing and that all people should experience the joys of ice cream and TV.

but his moment is ruined when Rex barks and takes off towards the door. grumbling, the Autobot sets away the ice cream to go and answer it.

when he does open it, it's with the spoon dangling from his mouth. Bee knows Thundercracker is coming, but is utterly clueless about who this stranger is at his door. ]

...Can I help you?

[ He's about to answer Bumblebee, or even say something, when he notices Rex. And then it's like the Autobot doesn't even matter - Thundercracker is crouching down with his arms out, letting the dog sniff and lick them excitedly. ]

Hey there, boy.

[ Oh. Right, Bumblebee said something, and Thundercracker looks back up from his dog. He's not sure what to think about this whole size thing - it feels weird to be looking up at the other, and even weirder to not have Bee be so small anymore.

Right. He didn't-- the human thing. ]

I'm almost insulted you don't know.

[ Teasing, because this is going to be his only chance. ]

[ well if the attitude doesn't immediately give Thundercracker away, the way that Rex shoots out to greet his owner does. Bee leans against the door frame, arms folded and an amused little smile on his features. the reunion is kind of sweet. ]

You should have told me you were coming like this.

[ vague hand wave at TC here. ]

It's a good look for you, big guy.

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Yeah? [ Said mostly to his dog, which he has now scooped up into his arms and is allowing to lick his face. His weird, human face. ] It's not bad. Feels weird, though, now that I've managed to do it.

[ Squishy and organic and human, which is the weird part. But it's not bad - he's certainly getting the feel of it easier than most. Partly because he knows what to expect. ]

Just figured out how to do it.

Not bad, you say... If you're not careful, you'll get love letters in the mail.

[ Bumblebee pushes himself off of the door and circles Thundercracker. taking it all in. for some reason, Bee thinks this human form suits the jet fairly well. by human standards, the guy is kind of 'cute.'

to that Bee snorts and rolls his eyes. ]

Should've figured out how to do it sooner.

I thought humans looked for guys with charming personalities. [ Which he is fully aware he lacks. Wait no, hang on. ] Does this fit the 'bad boy' profile?

[ He holds out his arms to get a better look at himself, as if he's doubting that. But Bee circling around him doesn't help, and Thundercracker shifts slightly. ]

Well I've got it now. Guess it took a trip away and a return to actually work.

They also look for partners that have a bit of an edge to them. Or, like in your case, a sensitive center with an exterior that they need to work through.

[ Bee is kind of in Thundercracker's personal space now. smirking. he pokes the guy's cheek and then sort of hangs off of a shoulder. ]

It's a good thing either way. Now we can really have some fun.

I don't have that. [ Where are you coming up with these things? But he takes a note of it to remember for the future. ] Guess that explains most of the male leads. I thought it had to do with the chiseled jaw and the thrill of clashing personalities at the first meeting.

[ That's-- not-- Thundercracker doesn't know what to with that, except scowl at Bee. Because that has solved absolutely zero of his problems before, and there aren't any signs that it's going to change in the future. ]

You promised me fast food. I haven't forgotten.

Not all of them have chiseled jaws.

[ but Thundercracker not knowing what to do but scowl is a pretty amazing thing even to him. it's something that Bee has gotten used to and some times? he kind of enjoys pushing the envelope just a little. ]

And you're right. I did. We should go do that right now.

Mine will have one. [ He'll be as handsome as an F-22. Yes, just what his still percolating screenplay needs. ] Just you wait and see.

[ His stomach growls at that, and Thundercracker shrugs. Food definitely sounds good. ]

Burgers. Burgers and fries and soda.

You still haven't really let me read any of your so-called masterpieces.

[ Thundercracker, you'd totally let your bff read one and then laugh about it, right? because that's likely to happen.

but onto more important things. food. ]

Don't say that too loud. The vegetarians might hear you.

[ aka: Metalhawk might hear him. ]

[ He doesn't bother with becoming human this time around, touching down outside of Bee's housing unit with his usual little preamble. The other should be used to his arrival in this way-- or not, considering he rarely is the one to approach Bumblebee in the first place. Still, he knows the Autobot is expecting him. ]

Are you still not going to tell me where we're going?

[ He figures he can be heard, even from inside of the house. ]

[ jet engines are always a telling sign hat someone is getting close. Thundercracker doesn't even need to be heard inside of the house. Bumblebee is already getting outside of the place as the big guy speaks. ]

Was thinking Vegas. Humans think it's a great place to be and if it hasn't changed much, then why not?

[ a few worry free days to just do whatever they please. sounds great, right? ]

Vegas.

[ Well it'd be crowded and he'd be surrounded by people, which is kind of the opposite of 'left alone'. But then again, he'll be surrounded by humans, which is the exact opposite of what he's surrounded by here. Ugh, Cybertronians. ]

Okay, we can hit the strip.

[ How much TV has he watched? A lot. ]

[ Bee figures that even though Thundercracker is the solidarity type, the experiences that he'd get as a human would be worth it. humans just aren't the same as Cybertronians. ]

Good, cause I kind of already booked us a place to stay.

[ sneaky thing, isn't he? ]

Already?

[ Talk about preemptive decisions. But Thundercracker takes a few steps forward, plating transforming out of the way until he's fleshy and organic and that's still weird, but convenient when he has to talk to Bee when he's like this. ]

Should have said no.

You wouldn't though. I can't think of one time that you've really turned me down.

[ at least the smile is soft, even if a bit teasing. otherwise, yeah. YEAH IT'S A LITTLE DISCONCERTING TO WATCH THAT TRANSFORMATION. makes Bee wince. it's not a pretty thing. ]

...That will never not be gross.

You're annoyingly persuasive.

[ It's what he likes about you, Bee. ]

Don't complain if yours isn't different. [ Come to think of it, he's never seen Bee actually transform out of his. ] It doesn't feel all that different from transforming normally.

But you like that about me.

[ snickers. he knows and usually he doesn't say those things out loud. today, though? today is about forgetting the other Cybertronians and just doing their friend thing. ]

And I know it doesn't. It just looks weird to someone watching you know?

I never said that!

[ But nor has he denied it, so-- there's that. Thanks for ruining his image, Bee. ]

They, and you, can deal with it. [ He rubs one hand against the back of his head, feeling the short hair and still finding it very weird. ] Everything looks so big from down here, it feels wrong.

You don't have to.

[ intuition and all of that. thus Bee looks like the cat that ate the canary. but enough of that... Bee is gesturing for Thundercracker to come inside. ]

It's not too different for me. So enjoy things from the shorter guy's perspective.

One day you're going to be wrong about something.

[ Muttered under his breath, but he enters - eyeing the building for the first time. Thundercracker was lucky enough to be put into independent housing this time around but he's familiar with the concept of roommates. He's also just very glad to be skipping out on that part of the human experience. ]

I like the view from up high just fine. [ The higher the better, really. ]

I've been wrong about a lot of things...

[ thanks for ruining the moment there, Thundercracker. Bee rolls his shoulders, as if trying to get the weight out of them. ]

Need to pack a few more things.

I can list a few if you want.

[ Someone is Not Helping. That someone is thundercracker, and he pokes around the main living space now that he's finally there. Nothing important - he knows that TV though, nice Bee - and shrugs. ]

Was I supposed to grab stuff?

[ What is this human thing and how do you do it. He's got a better grasp on it, but apparently not a very good one. ]

[ throws him a flat glare. ]

Thanks, Thundercracker. I'm sure glad I've got a best friend like you watching over me.

[ but then he rolls his eyes and starts to move towards his bedroom... of course Bee starts laughing soon after. ]

Clothes to change into? Thundercracker... Outside of the military and animated TV shows, how often do humans wear the same thing every day?

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