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[sword_redemption]

Who: Drift, Vandal and Wing
What: An evening drive
When: After this
Warnings fluffier than a blowdried sheep

Drift was worried about Vandal. He figured anyone seeing that post would worry. She looked different. Tense, like under stress. And he couldn't do much: he wasn't First Aid. He wasn't Rung. He couldn't do anything to help her...except this.

He rolled up outside her trailer. The last time he'd been here had been back then, when he could fit inside the trailer. It felt strange to see it again from the 'right' perspective, feeling less weak and powerless. She'd been so strong for him back then, even facing Wing, she'd been stronger and smarter than he was. He wished she could see that, could see herself the way he did.

He stays in his alt mode, giving a fast little honk. "Ready?" He was determined to make tonight go well, to keep that smile on her face.

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[winged_knight]

Wing places a kiss in the middle of Drift's chestplate. "Mm-hmm, I like sharing wonderful things." Oops, did it get suddenly sappy in here?

He snickers slightly at the slow moving pink blob. "She's getting away. No, Drift. Really you shouldn't--" He pokes again, even more gently, from the other side this time.

"Chrysalis? Meaning she'll come out even prettier than before?" Or maybe just drunker, apparently. "Now that's what's unfair. She has drink and we don't."

[sword_redemption]

He can't help but glow at the fond kiss on his chassis. It may be sappy, but, well, he's in the mood for sap.

But it's hard not to laugh at the slow inching blob of fabric. "I was hoping for less clothes." Because, well, why not?

[vandalization]

She flops in the opposite direction at the second poke, giving an irritated grunt.

"You guys are both flatterers and you know that won't get you any-"

Wow did. Did Drift just...

Well that gets her to poke her head out of the blanket and just. Stare at them both, waiting for some kind of punchline.

"E-excuse me?"

Yep. Definitely bright red.

[winged_knight]

"Drift, isn't that the same thing?" It's true, Wing is starting to think he likes Vandal better in her RIG or nothing at all. Not that he knows exactly what the latter looks like.

......yet?

He smirks a little and looks up at Drift, then settles his helm back down on the other's chest, the smirk stretching into a full bodied smile. "Either way I call it an improvement."

[sword_redemption]

"See? I think the change in her coloring is a sign. The whole chrysalis thing." He gives a sage nod. He knows humans! Except not really and not when making things up is more fun.

"Come on, Karrie. You saw me when I was human. Without pants, even. I sat in your lap, for frag's sake."

He makes a compelling argument. He thinks. It's hard to think clearly with Wing cuddled against him.

[vandalization]

Okay. Be calm. Breathe. Take a drink. It's probably just an innocent naive robot thing. They probably don't know any better.

"Guys. You. Do realize the connotations of that, don't you?"

She's still not sure if maybe they're teasing her. And she really doesn't want to think about the fact that she's getting her hopes up.

She covers her mouth nonchalantly to cover her expression.

"That's. Not the same- are you guys... are you messing with me?" Because why. Why would they? It doesn't compute for her.

[winged_knight]

"That must be it. I wonder if the specific color has significance?" Well actually, if the romance novels he's read bits of are correct then this is an indication of something entirely different, but Wing is following Drift's lead in this so he doesn't spoil it.

But, oh. Perhaps someone is actually, unexpectedly, interested...?

Wing's tone turns genuine but still casual, keeping things relaxed. "There are several yes? I'm...not opposed to any of them..." Wing glances up at Drift, as if to confirm or elaborate.

[sword_redemption]

It's true. Drift has no idea. He's just teasing. "Well, I mean, you want to see us, you know, to repair us. It's only fair, right?"

Right?

"Come on, Vandal, or we'll have to play that drinking game again." Then again, though he sucked at that, it might be fun to play with Wing. "Or this other one I've heard of. Truth or dare?"

[vandalization]

"Yeah but you- that's implying. Things." Wow did all of the intelligence leave her body at the same time?

She looks between them once, twice.

"Okay okay, you ask to see me naked, then you want to play truth or dare."

She's just going to outright ask it then.

"Are you two like. Stop me if I'm way off- but are you guys coming onto me?"

[winged_knight]

"Wait, when--" he looks up at Drift in confusion, and then recollection strikes. "Oooh, that's right. Karrie, you've seen parts of Drift I haven't." He's not pouting. Maybe a little.

Vandal's behavior is definitely curious though, but Drift likely knows her better than Wing does. He sends a quick private comm. ::She acting funny to you? Either she's really embarrassed or she's kinda into the idea. Or into you.::

Then he smirks; Vandal and her drinking games. "Both of those ideas sound interesting. I do need to teach Drift how to be my drunk buddy chaperon." Though he'd also be content to just lay here right where he is.

Wing refocuses on Vandal, his tone light as he gives a straight answer. "Me? Not seriously, because you, ah, friend zoned me way back and because I'm pledged to Drift, both of which I respect. But that doesn't make the compliments less true." The first part comes out with a smile, because this is a funny turn of events in retrospect, but then he softens and sobers a bit. "But, if it's making you uncomfortable Karrie...I'll stop."

[sword_redemption]

Drift frowns. "Is it supposed to be the other way around? First truth or dare, then the clothes?" Frag. He should have paid more attention to Earth culture. He doesn't want to mess this up.

It isn't until Wing says that last that his brow furrows under his helm. Was he making her uncomfortable? He thought he was just teasing, the way she did with him.

"I....uh..._sorry."

[vandalization]

Well that went about as well as could have been expected. That's how it usually ends up for her with men or... men-like beings, in this case.

Her hands go up in a disarming gesture and she tries to correct it. Though now she's forced to acknowledge that she'd gotten her hopes up for. For whatever that could have been and that's a feeling she's not even sure she's ashamed of.

"I- what? No. I mean I'm not uncomfortable I was just curious haha-"

A hand rubs through her hair and she sinks back down into the comforter.

"Anyways truth or dare." Yeah. Nice change of topic to try to cover her awkwardness.

[winged_knight]

Wings optics shift between Vandal and Drift a few times, slightly uncertain. Rather than investigate he picks up Vandal's thread.

"I'm glad, nothing wrong with a little curiosity." He smiles. "Which I admit I have with this Truth or Dare thing you both keep talking about...?"

[sword_redemption]

Vandal needs to stop finding clueless idiots, obviously. Because Drift's coming up with an extra shovel-full of cluelessness. And now everyone's uncomfortable.

Good job, Drift.

"I was _{just trying to make you feel good.}" Whatever that's called.

"It's a game, where a person has a choice and they either have to do a challenge thing or they have to say something true."

Or something.

[vandalization]

"it's okay, Drift. You make me feel good all the time." That's what she said. Vandal winces and gladly slides toward the change of subject.

"Yeah. Sure is easy to play. So you start off with one person and I'd say like... Wing, Truth or Dare? And now you have to pick one."

Yep. Sure was smooth.

[winged_knight]

"I'm all for good feelings." Of any kind really...

"Well that sounds easy enough. Ah, I suppose I'll pick truth because dare probably means moving and I fully intend to take advantage of my current position as long as possible."

He kinda wishes the engex was within reach though...

[sword_redemption]

He smiles, mostly oblivious to anything other than a compliment, his hand sliding around Wing's waist. "Just holding you here so you don't try to wriggle out of the truth part."

Well...and maybe because he liked the feel of Wing against him, that soft pocket of electromagnetic charge under the flight-panels.

He turns his head back to Vandal, grinning, waiting for the question. When these games aren't pointed at him, they're kind of fun.

[vandalization]

"Okay."

Well trying to think of something that would fluster Wing is difficult.

"Oh- okay. What was your first time like? Your very first. Do robots have virginity? I guess... yeah. So. First time. Go. And no sparing details."

I wanted something hot for this but it wasn't happening...so you get funny-ish instead.

[winged_knight]

"Oh dear, how foreboding!" He's being melodramatic. In truth, Wing doesn't have any intention of wiggling out of anything. It's too nice here, cradled against Drift, the hum of his engine, strong, under Wing's hand, and a fuzzy sort of warmth under his cheek above where he imagines the swordmech's spark resides.

"First time interfacing? Well that's not..." A beat. "Oh. ...I suppose that means first overload...right?" It would have to of course. Wing looses an embarrassed laugh into Drift's chestplate. A moment passes as he collects his composure and the memories...

"Well okay... Uh, It was...kind of by accident. I know how that sounds! But we were still pretty young as mechs go. We hadn't had our interfacing protocols unlocked yet but we were due for it soon. Still, we knew enough to be..." he coughs, "Curious."

Wing's mouth twitches in a slightly embarrassed smirk, he's both glad and disappointed that it's hard to meet Drift's gaze, but Vandal has no such limitation. His trying very hard not to hide his face and laugh.

"It was...just friends, uh, sharing...pornography. A whole stash of it he'd found. But you know, that's a lot of data to push, and we didn't want to get caught using any of our external devices so...uh, we just hooked up and did direct transfer." He's just shaking his head now, forecrest pressed down, marveling at his own young naïveté.

"Uh, yeah. It was...nice, but also quite unexpected. Because we didn't know overloads could happen that way. Not to mention stupidly awkward for a few days..."

He really is laughing about it now and hiding his face, pressing it to Drift's chestplate and huffing warm air over his Autobrand. He tries to recover, redirecting slightly. "That what you were after? Or were you hoping for something more like tab A into slot B?"

[sword_redemption]

Drift listens with mixed feelings. It's a funny story, and so completely Wing: innocent and shameless even while being racy. But another part of him can't help but feel a little...jealous. His first time was nothing like that, and sometimes he wonders what he could have been if he'd been given Wing's chances.

But that was a petty thought and one that wasn't Wing's fault. If anything, Wing had never disappointed any of his potential. Instead he gives a shrug, stroking a hand over the folded flightpanels. "Frag. I didn't know you coud overload that way until...uh...today."

He rolls his head to Vandal. "That counts as my Truth, by the way." He's onto her crafty tricks.

[vandalization]

Vandal listens with rapt attention, grinning as Wing recounts his awkward tale.

"Shit that sound almost as awkward as my first time. Almost." Speaking of awkward. She's still siting there half-envious of their position. Not sure who she's envious of, really but it's definitely there. No denying.

"It doesn't work like that, Drift, but fine whatever. I'll let you have that for now. Next round though... I guess that makes it Wing's turn, then."

She waves a hand toward the jet.

"Pick your victim."

[winged_knight]

The stroke over his flight panels is nice, but it does get him thinking a few things, especially in light of the current conversation. He casts Drift a somewhat...wiley look. "Really? Well then. Something to put higher up on the To-Do list." Yes Drift. He has one of those. For THAT.

"Ahhh yes, it definitely was awkward. But well, we got over it." He clears his vents. "Suffice it to say, there was just too much to be gained from such knowledge, not to--mmm--take advantage of it."

Oh, well this was going to be interesting. He makes a show of pondering for a bit. "Well all right. I'll grant Drift a short reprieve for not knowing the rules." But don't worry, he'll have questions later, oh yes. "So that means you Vandal."

And well, why not? Since Vandal being a lady's been a theme for the evening... "What would you do if you woke up one morning and were a man?"

[sword_redemption]

"There's a list?" Drift has a list too, but it's pretty short. 'Everything and whenever possible'. He likes to keep it simple.

Oh Drift knew the rules. But you didn't survive a few million years with the Decepticons without knowing how to work around such petty things. Besides, if the whole point of the game was to make someone admit something embarrassing, he was still within the spirit of it.

He can't repress a chortle as Wing picks Vandal.

"Good question." Because he's still shaky on gender, himself. Being female was weird. Maybe male was weirder.

[vandalization]

Vandal simply rolls her eyes. Easy. She's thought of this before. What person hasn't? Well. What human, anyways. She'd laugh if anyone ever said they had never once wondered what it would be like to be the opposite gender.

"Boy I thought you guys were gonna pick a hard one. If I was a guy, I'd pee standing up, first off. And second I'd have a few rounds alone with my... well-endowed dick."

Yeah. She's saying she'd have a big cock. Do you doubt her? DO YOU?

"Other than that, I guess I'd enjoy not wearing a bra but nothing else would really change."

LOLZ Is this still even pg-13? Should we update the warnings? XD

[winged_knight]

"Oh indeed there is. Remind me later and I'll show you." Not that he'll really 'need' reminding. Though, reminders could be fun on their own...

"I'll have to take your word on the novelty of...peeing while standing." Really it's fine, he doesn't need to think on it too much.

But...oh. That second part creates mental imagery he definitely can't avoid, which is not altogether unpleasant. Having never seen a nude human of any gender aside from anatomy books, it comes out more like Vandal in her RIG but with a spike. A big one. Because well...that was the point right?

Wing coughs through his vents suddenly. Okay, next topic... "Yes of course. Males have...less up top."