oo8 ★ LET'S DO THE TIME WARP AGAIN AGAIN

[electrowhipit]

[ One can find Jolt in his yard, surrounded by, and very possibly tangled up in, various strings of Christmas lights. He roots through the mess until he disentangles a strand- and with a careful application of a finger to the appropriate end, the lights flicker to life.

This strand is, perhaps appropriately, bright blue, and Jolt grins. ] Not a bad color, if I do say so myself.

[ He coils up the lights and sets them on the grass, then moves on to the next strand and repeats the process. ]

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[electrowhipit]

Hm? And how do you propose we do that?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Celebrate. Party. I still have a few connections from the bar... and if you're not adverse to letting us destroy your house...

[For a little added persuasion, he trails a foot up your leg.]

[electrowhipit]

[ that... is highly distracting, but he will try not to let it get to him! ] Why my house?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Damn, distraction fail!]

... Whose house is full of drones, and whose isn't?

[electrowhipit]

... [ siiiigh ] You're gonna have to clear it with Harley first.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[He laughs.]

Easy enough. She likes me.

[electrowhipit]

You trash our house, you're helping us clean it when this is all over. Just saying.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Right, right... Take down the mistletoe and everything.

... speaking of cleaning... where did you throw my pants this time?

[electrowhipit]

Why? Going somewhere?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Mm, I thought I'd go brag to whoever would listen about my lovely wife.

[electrowhipit]

Not if your "lovely wife" has anything to say about it. [ smoooooch ]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Just going to return that kiss]

... Your gorgeous husband thinks the whole town should know. And the others... if we ever find a way home.

[electrowhipit]

And your lovely wife would like to remind you about the drones. ... But I'm all for everyone knowing once we get out of here.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Your stunning husband occasionally hates it when you're right.

[Going to bury his face in your shoulder for a moment.]

Can you imagine the looks on their faces?

[electrowhipit]

[ just laughs ] Awkward congratulations all around.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Awkward congratulations, Ironhide's processor exploding... And the inevitable interrogation by Ratchet.

[electrowhipit]

You just had to bring Ratchet up, didn't you?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Would you rather I brought up the Twins?

[electrowhipit]

[ groans ] Thank you Sideswipe, for ruining the evening.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[chuckles, and goes back to teasing your leg with his foot.]

Are you so sure it's ruined?

[electrowhipit]

I dunno. I might need some convincing that it's not.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Well then. He rolls over to sit on your hips.]

Really now?

[electrowhipit]

[ mhua-ha, just as planned ] Yes, really.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[His turn to top?]

You're absolutely certain...? [He sort of... shifts around. On top of you.]

[electrowhipit]

Positive. [ and he sort of... runs his fingers along your thighs. with some electricity in there ]