electrowhipit | o23 ★ THANKSGIVING? NO THANKS.

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

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

Are... you even willing to try?

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!

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

Sideswipe...

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.]

[ He's going to try anyway, and he lunges, reaching for Sideswipe's shoulder ] Wait-!

[He almost twists out of the way, but, at the last moment, lets himself be grabbed.]

... What?

This is a stupid idea, Sideswipe, and you know it! They could take your limbs, your memories, anything! You could walk out of there not remembering what you went in there for.

Besides, what are you gonna do if you have a spark and I don't? Or what if we both go through with it and the town kills one of us again?

You're trying, I know, I get it, but there has to be another way!

They've never done that. They've always just... you always remember why you went in! And when we get out of here, go home, I'll be back in my own body, and nothing that happens to this one will matter.

... I'd tell you what they took. Make sure it was safe for you. And... then I'd protect you.

Fixing this matters more than what they can take from me.