11th Transmission -- Commentlog
[Oh yes, by now he knew exactly how to get the pumpkins to stop talking. It would have been smart of him to do so. He would probably have been saving himself a lot of trouble by doing it.]
[But he hasn't.]
[The pumpkins are still whispering and whining. He'd smashed several of them -- Decepticon faces all, and that had felt good. By now... he's tracked on to one in particular. Only centuries of long association have allowed him to tune the words out, listening to the voice. If he shutters his optics, he can pretend he's being lectured, or being made to listen to some science babble or other.]
[His head is bowed, and one of his hands is resting lightly on the pumpkin in question.]
[He can't bring himself to break this one -- not when it has the voice he's been missing for months now. He'd never expected separation to be this difficult.]
[Ironhide can be found solemnly regarding the Ratchet-pumpkin in the early morning hours of the Keep.]
[But he hasn't.]
[The pumpkins are still whispering and whining. He'd smashed several of them -- Decepticon faces all, and that had felt good. By now... he's tracked on to one in particular. Only centuries of long association have allowed him to tune the words out, listening to the voice. If he shutters his optics, he can pretend he's being lectured, or being made to listen to some science babble or other.]
[His head is bowed, and one of his hands is resting lightly on the pumpkin in question.]
[He can't bring himself to break this one -- not when it has the voice he's been missing for months now. He'd never expected separation to be this difficult.]
[Ironhide can be found solemnly regarding the Ratchet-pumpkin in the early morning hours of the Keep.]