RP > dirt roads

[electrowhipit]

[ There is a blue sedan trundling down a dirt road. It doesn't seem to be going anywhere in particular- in fact, it seems to be enjoying the scenery. It might also be taking it slow due to the other car that's following it. It's not exactly built for dirt roads.

When it rounds a corner, though, it slams on the breaks.

It's just found an entire field of these. ]

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[electrowhipit]

[ That amuses him. ]

Forget-me-nots.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[Someone... is distracted again. Just for a second.]

... All right. And?

[electrowhipit]

And you're distracted by my aft again, aren't you?

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

... Um. Perhaps.

[electrowhipit]

Perhaps nothing. You are.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Then maybe someone should explain why he's staring at a mess of plants before my processor wanders even further.

[electrowhipit]

How you don't have an appreciation for plant life yet is beyond me.

[ Just look at how beautiful they are! And this is where they usually grow... and this is their scientific name... and... and... ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Mostly because I'm sitting behind a form of life I appreciate far more.

[Your aft is so cute. With the way it curves just so... it's so much more interesting than--]

Darling, your botany lesson is crowding out my anatomy study.

[electrowhipit]

[ sdfjhdfjd stop thinking about his aft!

He does a quick scanner sweep of the area and then transforms, wading carefully into the field of flowers ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

How am I supposed to do that? It's right there.

[He follows suit with the transformation when Jolt does, folding his arms to watch.]

...

[Jolt is really cute when he gets like this.]

[electrowhipit]

I don't know! Get creative.

[ That's probably the wrong advice to give, and he knows it. He jsut wants to look at the flowers.

... You are really distracting ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

You're not helping.

[But, he stays where he is, observing. His head tilts to one side.

... he'll start listing off the parts of Jolt's anatomy he likes best. Especially against the blue flowers. In great detail. In his head.]

What's so special about these, anyway?

[electrowhipit]

[ He straightens up immediately ] Sideswipe!

[ Stop that! It's embarrassing! ... Even if he enjoys it. Just a little. ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Oh, hush. You like it.

[He's so. So amused right now.]

Now answer my question.

[electrowhipit]

... Uh. I guess nothing, really. As far as flowers go, I mean.

I just... like the color. [ And the name. Especially the name. The last thing he ever wants is to be forgotten again. ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

Well, obviously you like the col...

[That just... makes him stop, and stare. What...?]

[electrowhipit]

[ Now he's embarrassed, and a little bit ashamed. He doesn't like it when you catch glimpses of what he perceives as a weakness ]

... Sorry.

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He tilts his head, purposefully trying to keep his thoughts blank.

And then he steps forward, within touching distance, and just... grips your forearms.]

You're... afraid of being forgotten?

[electrowhipit]

[ He has this sudden, irrational fear that he did something wrong, but he tries his best to stomp it down quickly

He just nods. The others, the ambush, the desert planet... they all flash though his mind. ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He shutters his optics for a moment, at that. It's impossible not to feel it. But, he lifts one of Jolt's hands, and sets it on his chest, firmly.]

You have such a foolish phobia.

[And, just like that, there's no more trying to screen his thoughts. There's only love -- he could never forget this -- you're a part of me, you silly blue lightning rod]

[electrowhipit]

[ He actually clings at that.

There's love, and gratitude- so much gratitude- pouring from his end of their link ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He rocks on his wheels a little, but, manages to get his arms around you.]

You are so stupid sometimes, you know that?

[There's way too much affection there for that to be an insult.]

[electrowhipit]

[ He's trying to get better at it. He really is. Some wounds just run... really deep.

But he loves you. He loves you so much. He doesn't know where he'd be without you ]

[stabbywheelfeet.livejournal.com]

[He rests his head against yours.]

I know... believe me, I know they do. But you really... must trust me. I think if I were to forget you, I'd have gone mad. And one of us would have to be dead.

[As best he can, he's echoing that sentiment, content just to stand like this for a while.]

[electrowhipit]

[ Of course he trusts you. He trusts you with his life.

He also truly believes that you're the best thing to ever happen to him. ]

Thanks, Sideswipe.