[Closed]

[raceme]

Who: Sg Starscream and Blurr
Where: Solus Washracks
When: The day after Starscream got drunk with Kagerou.
What: Tired robots need a relaxing oil bath
Warnings: None!

[Blurr waits in front of the washracks 's gates for Starscream to show up. Being alone and having time to think about the last days makes him cringe internally. He's been acting like such a pompous idiot, even yelling at his friends. He knows has to make an official apology but he finds himself too embarrassed to do so today. Perhaps tomorrow will be easier.]

Comments

[raceme]

[Blurr would be raising his eyebrows at him if he had them. Instead, he looks at Starscream with an amused 'really?' expression.] Being big is not a bad thing, plenty of mechs are far bigger than me.

But energon is naturally pink. [At least in his world.] So you didn't get affected by anything?

[loyalflier]

That's because you are just tiny.

[ chuckling, but then it stops. his wings twitch nervously, anxiety settling around his ember. ]

Ah, I did. Apparently these pink energon crystals would make one feel especially amorous towards another individual.

[ oh look. that is an interesting thing on the ground. ]

[raceme]

[Blurr poutshuffs.] I'm the average size for an Autobot of my world! I was even taller than Bumblebee.

[The mech stops with him and gives Starscream a worried look.]

W-wha...!? That's...[Give him a moment until the realization dawns on him.] ohPrimusthat'sahugeproblem. Did you...? ..Something...With someone...? [Blurr is clearly the very best at asking question.]

[loyalflier]

I don't know who Bumblebee is you know...

A-and aren't we supposed to be taking an oil bath?

[ oooh. someone's trying to avoid talking about this too much. Starscream hasn't been able to figure this crap out yet. ]

[raceme]

No? [Color him surprised.] I thought every universe had one. He seems to be everywhere.

Oh yes , yes we are. Sorry, is this way...[Back to walking, but he's still side eying Starscream.] Was it that bad?

[loyalflier]

Perhaps he doesn't exist in mine...

[ it's a safer subject. Starscream continues to follow Blurr until the question is asked. he immediately stands straight, optics bright. wings tense. ]

B-Blurr!

[ that's part of the problem. it was actually nice ]

[raceme]

Can I come to your world then? [Blurr's joking, clearly. Bee and him had a certain childish rivalry going on that he's nto sure if he misses or not.

The yelling makes him trip but he catches himself before he ends face flat on the ground.]

W-what!?

[loyalflier]

I-isn't that a bit p-personal?

[ yes, flustered. Starscream is so very flustered.

yeah, the kissing had actually been that good. ]

[raceme]

Oh sorry. I talk with Cliff about those things sorta and I thought we were that kind of friends too...[Blurr looks down but doesn't nag him further. He might or might not be faking the hurt.

You lucky mech. Do share!] The wash racks are behind that huge gate, let's get in there.

[loyalflier]

But he hasn't talked to you about this...

[ and then he nearly smacks himself because... oops. hadn't meant to mention that out loud. ]

Wash racks first. Talk after. Maybe.

[raceme]

No he yelled at me for the library thi...WAIT, WHAT?

[Too late.]

But..you said...I..okay okay. [Internally squeeing.] hurry up, hurry up!

[loyalflier]

[ just falling silent for now. if robots could look sick to their stomachs, that might be a good way to describe him. talking about this is probably a good idea, but...

man, Starscream is so twisted up inside about all this and he doesn't know why and it's just...

confusing. so confusing.

give him time to actually get all ready and set. he needs this oil bath. so much. ]

[raceme]

[Blurr doesn't want to upset him so he will silently open the gates of the washracks for him and lead the seeker to one of the biggest pools for him to relax.]

This one's not too hot, what do you think?

[loyalflier]

Heat really isn't a problem...

[ and he'll demonstrate that by slipping into the pool with a nice, pleasant hum. ]

[raceme]

[That made Blurr chuckle.] The pool's big ^{enough for} both of us but I guess I can _{get into} the one next to yours.

[SO YOU CAN TALK TO HIM. ABOUT STUFF.]

[loyalflier]

We can share if you like. I don't mind.

[ AND MAYBE YOU WILL FORGET ABOUT THE TALKING. ]

[raceme]

Are you sure? Of course I don't mind.

[NEVER.

In fact, he wants to stay closer to make sure he can see your reactions. Body language tells him a lot.

Blurr slips into the pool, his engine making a happy soft revving at the warm oil.] Ahhhthisissonice.

So...how are you feeling? [Testing, testing testing the waters...]

[loyalflier]

Very nice..

[ his own engine makes for a purr, wings no longer in a tense position. well.. they ease up until Blurr makes that obvious move.

he sighs then, running a hand over his face plates. ]

Confused, more than anything.

[raceme]

[The smaller mech leans back against the pool. His shoulders can't never get covered due to their lengths but the oil reaches his neck and this is probably the most relaxes he ever looked.]

Do you feel like sharing why? I won't judge.

[loyalflier]

[ Blurr, don't tempt him into dunking you into the pool. depending on how things go down, that is a very likely scenario. ]

Cliffjumper and I were both affected by the pink energon, for starters.

[ he just wants to sink beneath the pool and never get back out. ]

Before you get carried away, nothing scandalous occurred, Blurr.

[raceme]

[Starscream is free to try that frisky bot ]

Both, are you sure? I talked to Cliff and he said he wasn't affected by anything. Perhaps he didn't notice....

[Blurr bits his lip, trying to stay calm and also trying not to look too disappointed.]

Define scandalous.

[loyalflier]

Yes, I am sure. We both ran into different patches of pink crystals and we didn't notice until the effects wore off...

[ but he just shoots Blurr a little glare. you are NOT getting that sort of detail. ]

He isn't speaking to me and I... I don't know how to feel about all of it.

[ a pause. ]

Blurr... Just what did you see that made you think we were compatible?

[raceme]

[Why you gotta be so difficult?]

Cliffjumper gets _embarrassed often about this sort of things, perhaps that's why he's avoiding you. I'm sorry, Starscream. [He really is. He can only imagine how confusing this must be for both of them.

There's a small shrug from Blurr as a reply, as if Starscream just asked the most obvious thing.]

It was a bit of everything, you know? The way you talked with each other and about each other. The way you look after him and how he worries about you. Was it that much of a wild idea, you think? To think that you two would be good for each other?

[loyalflier]

[ because of reasons, Blurr. ]

I should have expected as much, really.

[ as he DOES know Cliffjumper that well. with a sigh, Starscream mulls over the other things that Blurr mentions. he sinks in deeper into the pool, groaning as the warm oil does wonders. ]

It might not be. I-I admit that he keeps my head out of the clouds. Really, I'm not sure what we - I - would do if he wasn't around. I rely on him greatly and it's no secret that I value his opinions as well as his companionship.

[ oops. now his optics are just a bit brighter. ]

Only I've never really thought about r-romantic pursuits. After this incident, I'm a little worried that thinks might change.

[raceme]

[Reasons are silly.

The racer gives him a sympathetic look, giving him time before answering.] I don't think there's any other mech like Cliff out there.

[Are you blushing Starscream?

It looks like you are.]

Is that all ^{there is to} it? Friendship? Sometimes accidents can help us realize a few things about others and about ourselves. I'm sure that if you don't want things to change you can _{tell Cliffjumper} without fear that he won't ever talk to you again. And if you do want things to be a bit different...why not to tell him too? It might not be as terrible as you think.