o23 ★ THANKSGIVING? NO THANKS.

[electrowhipit]

[ November is drawing to a close, and your local Autobot is in a grim mood. He's been keeping himself busy as a distraction, but it's not doing much to help.

Even so, he can be found doing one of three things:

A. Doing yardwork! He can be found in the front yard at 1249 Williams Road, raking leaves, tending to the garden. You might even catch him dragging a trashcan to the curb, the contents of which smell a bit like Thanksgiving dinner.

B. He seems to have tired of yardwork, and is trying to use electromagnetism on the rake and other various gardening tools- spade and what have you. He floats the tool up in the air and tosses it across the yard, trying to get it to land in a pile of leaves. His aim is improving, but sometimes he misses really, really badly- especially with the rake because it's more wood than metal. You might want to watch your head.

C. Going for a walk. Headed particularly towards Cunningham Lane, but he's taking his time about it. He's also deep in thought, so he's not exactly looking where he's going. ]

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C what else

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Someone is currently leaving the house on Cunningham Lane. He's got what looks to be a broomstick tucked under one arm - where he keeps getting those things, no one knows.

He also looks preoccupied, and turns to head more into town.]

[electrowhipit]

[ He's down the block a ways, but he catches sight of Sideswipe leaving the house, and jogs after him ]

Sideswipe!

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[And he stops, out of reflex. He doesn't turn around, however, he just stands there.]

[electrowhipit]

Sideswipe... I... we need to talk.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... The last time we tried that, I managed not to listen. It didn't help anything.

[electrowhipit]

I... look, I'm sorry.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

... What...? Why?

[electrowhipit]

I walked out-- I left you.

I shouldn't have done that.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Are you serious?

I deserved that. I deserve... a brick to my damned face. I... hurt you, ignored you.

[electrowhipit]

And I wanted to teach you a lesson. That doesn't mean I have to feel good about it.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

You should... not feel bad about it. I'm not angry with you.

[electrowhipit]

... It hurt, though, didn't it?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... Of course it did.

[electrowhipit]

...

I still love you, Sideswipe. I just... I wanted you to know.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... I don't see how you could, honestly, at this point.

[electrowhipit]

All that matters is that I do.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I know... I...

[He trails off, and shrugs, fingering the broom.]

I... still do too.

[electrowhipit]

It's not enough, to just... be in love. This is work, Sideswipe. I have to know if you're going to be up to the task.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I've never... done this before. I don't know what I'm doing - I... hate that you have to be hurt because of that.

I said I'd try, and look what happened.

[electrowhipit]

... Did you even try at all?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

...

[The silence is telling. As is the fact he turns around to go.]

[electrowhipit]

[ he just stands there, unsure of what to say ]

Are... you even willing to try?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[He stops, and turns back around.]

You want to know where I'm going? The post office? You know why? So I can figure out what they want in exchange for my spark. That way, I'll never do something so stupid to you again!

[It's a terrible plan, part of him knows it, but he's beyond caring.]

I'm... trying!

[electrowhipit]

... [ He's instantly sorry he doubted Sideswipe even for a second ]

Sideswipe...

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

If you're going to try and stop me, save it. I'll get it back, and then I'll fix this.

[And he's back to walking away again.]