[ON CHRISTMAS EVE]

[themagichappens]

[there are two giant robots dressed as Santa and Mrs. Claus. Where they got outfits that fit, nobody knows.]

As usual, you've come up with the most... interesting idea.

You did agree to catering for the season.

Perhaps in some amount of haste.

((Seeing as Livejournal is yet again being Starscream, the wife and I are bowing out for now. WILL PICK UP!))

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[themagichappens]

[if he's surprised, he's not showing it.]

Airachnid. How good to see you.

[feelmysting]

Likewise, of course, Lord Megatron. Though I'm a little surprised to see you . . . slumming in a place like this, I must confess.

[themagichappens]

You will understand, of course, that it is hardly by choice.

[feelmysting]

. . . Ah, but of course. *Yeah found that out the hard way when I tried to tunnel my way out 8(* My condolences at being . . . indisposed in such a way.

[themagichappens]

But how convenient, as we have much to discuss.

[feelmysting]

*sob come on boss I was trying to tiptoe around stuff!!*

O-Of course, m'lord. What, in specific?

[themagichappens]

Do watch yourself around our new recruit.

[feelmysting]

Ah--naturally. Would he be the reason behind this . . . subterfuge?

[themagichappens]

My will is not enough?

[feelmysting]

*oh god you're still crazy aren't you*

--Ah--naturally, that would be more than sufficient.

[themagichappens]

[you say that like I was ever sane once in my life ever]

Then shall we get to the second order of business?

[feelmysting]

*Well like super double crazy*

As you wish, m'lord.

[themagichappens]

[welcome to camp]

[and my ... mouth?]

[feelmysting]

*WHAT THE PRIMUS*

[themagichappens]

[how is this even happening, oh well]

[feelmysting]

*I imagine it's more helmet-grinding than anything else*

*sputter sputter* M'Lord, what was that?