The Greenest Fanboy

@alpha113nredshirteradicon replied to your post “m!a: you now suffer TWO humans' worth of period...”:

He doesn't recall the anons saying it was transmittable, so he walks up to Smokescreen and gets on his level. Maybe, for his friend, he would take some of that pain if he could. At least some of it.

"Usually your frame just... eats them and reuses the material. I don't know why they're getting sent out, but you AREN'T dying." Jack wedges himself a bit more sturdily against his bro. Smokescreen needs to be Smushed to feel better. He doesn't know how he knows this.

Jack is 100% correct, though. The extra smushing is doing wonders for his cramps right now, and he doesn't dare move lest the cramps come back at full force.

"You've got more than you think. It's what repairs the little dings you pick up without thinking about it."

"I guess so, but it's weird to think they'd get spent and have to get expelled. Are they dying? ... Am I dying?"

"Technically it's used energon and spent nanite colonies, but... that sounds grosser." Jack sighs and takes out two more chips. The good thing about Cybertronian painkillers is that theyre a lot quicker than human ones, but it still takes time for the processes that are happening to slow or shut down. "It depends on size and your metabolism. But you're pretty active, so... maybe five, ten minutes for full effect."

"Ew. I didn't think I had that many nanite colonies." He looks down at his tanks. Also, what are they doing there? Throwing a rave in his tanks?

Rescue Bot training really pays off. Not to mention the crash course he got when he was human and helping monitor Team Prime after various injuries. Turns out being good at basic medical care runs in the Darby family.

"Used... Energon?" He pauses. His systems shouldn't be doing that, maybe he has been eating poorly... Isn't that more like how humans let out waste?

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Smokescreen watches as Jack takes out the scanner, feeling proud of him more than anything. His baby bro's gotten so skilled...

"Hey, Liplord, can you lean down? I've got something for you!" Smokescreen hides something behind his back, and a grin that might seem a little suspicious.

Smokescreen can't stifle a laugh as Overlord so quickly gets to his level. Man, he trusts him so much... At least his plans aren't that diabolical.

" Lookin' at somethin' in particular mech?"

Aw- what a good puppy.

"Many have tried! I'm a hard puppy to train." He lies, doorwings twitching as Springer takes a hold of his neck, focused on the sensation, even whimpering as he sees Springer take another drag. Is he going to blow that in his face again?

" Lookin' at somethin' in particular mech?"

" Good bot." Springer shakes their helm a tiny bit by the grip he has. Then releases him to drag a thumb under one bright optic," Cute. Very cute. What a sweet pup then."

Every bit of praise gets a little flutter from his doorwings, his full attention locked on Springer, even when his chin is freed.

" Lookin' at somethin' in particular mech?"

Ah-

The sudden hold on his chin has him sitting up straight, ready to behave. How often did Springer have bots in this same position?

" Lookin' at somethin' in particular mech?"

" I'd say don't play stupid. But acting innocent seems to be your shtick. Just like Bee used to try. " He pulls his cygarette from his derma. Venting out a cloud of golden pink.

"I don't think I can really play innocent these days. I'm a little too openly thirsty for that. But I'm curious what's on the menu, sure, sure but mostly, I just wanted to steal a bit of your attention! Or maybe to smoke some of that with you?"