To get me in the groove

[swindleslog]

Pick a number. I give you a piece of that story, or idea that I`ll probably not touch otherwise. I`m pretty sure most of you have done this before. I`ve been terribly lazy, and hopefully writing these will be either a spurr or an incentive. Little change for this one- some of the numbers come with a few options, so be sure to let me know which.

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[swindleslog]

Thundercracker in possession of Hot Rod. Time for bed.

"There's only one bed here."

"I've never really needed two. I don't generally have company unless I'm planning on them sharing mine."

Hot Rod shifted, fear mounting inside him. "I thought you said you weren't gonna do that."

"What? Face you?" Thundercracker turned to look at the autobot- his autobot, he reminded himself. He wouldn't look at him, though he refused to look down, or at the bed, instead keeping his head up and facing the wall. His armour rattled delicately

[ultharkitty]

7c :D

[swindleslog]

TFA Combaticons- Blast Off needs a classy nightThe rec room hadn't been a place to relax for a long time. Vortex had always made a point of being either loud or quietly lurid, but now with the addition of two much younger mechs, putting his feet up and having a nice read, or a chat about anything civilized was next to impossible

[ultharkitty]

Hehe, poor Blast Off, and awwwwww Swindle actually fitting in is lovely to behold :D

[dem_legs_fan]

7.) TFA Combaticons
a.) Swindle is not drunk enough for this Vortex

DO WANT DO WANT DO WANT DO WANT!!!

[spacehussy]

Beat me to it ;)

[dem_legs_fan]

Lol, my bad?

[swindleslog]

TFA Combaticons- Swindle is not drunk enough for this Vortex

He'd just started to doze off when an unwelcome and familiar arm flopped over his waist. Swindle jabbed Vortex with his elbow when the airframe started to wriggle in and get comfortable.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Spooning."

"Get out."

Vortex continued to cling and threw a leg over Swindle's for good measure. "You let Blast Off do it."

"Only when I'm hammered, you half-wit."

"You're pretty drunk now."

"Not drunk enough." Ow. The smaller bot was not poking at his seams in any fashion he found appealing. He'd learned fast, unfortunately.

That was okay.

He'd planned for this.

Reaching for the floor with a sly smile, Vortex pulled up the ammunition- a flask of some of the highest grade fuel he could find at their last port. He waggled it suggestively- "I could make you drunk enough..."

Scoffing, Swindle twisted around and glared over his shoulder. "Vortex, you could fill me with enough fuel to power this ship, and I still wouldn't be drunk enough. Get out of

[minibot_love]

8a

[swindleslog]

Pets - Where are we going"What are you going to do with us

[justnuts]

1b! /clappy hands

I have become so attached to this story |D <3

[justnuts]

I love you so much. ;w; <3 Thank you~

[swindleslog]

I derped and reposted twice, but you are very welcome! I love writing bittles for that story.