i like big mechs and i cannot lie

Chub Cy/clonus Headcanons:

Fatphobia? Cy’s never heard of her. Cy believes in a warrior’s strength, and warriors have to fuel up to be strong. More fuel = more strength. Why be ashamed of that?

If the Sweeps snicker about how big he’s getting around the torso plating, they earn a sharp glare and a “What of it?”

Really. It’s almost impossible to offend him unless you make it explicitly clear you equate big with ugly. Then he’ll yell.

Because the war effort has made energy rations a little scarce, Cy also believes in a (roughly) equal distribution of the resources, but, despite his most noble efforts, a few of the cubes keep conveniently disappearing somewhere where they cannot be accounted for, and maybe no one will notice his bowed out armor.

Though he equates his size with his power, he may get a little bit flustered if someone teases him playfully about it or compliments it. It’s one thing for him to be proud of it, something else entirely for someone else to be.

As dignified as he is, this robot belches like a jet turbine, and he is mortified if anybody witnesses it. The quietest “pardon” ever.

His favorite setting for overfueling is leaning back in a comfortable chair, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, and just slowly savoring whatever he can get his hands on. (Slow doesn’t mean he can’t pack it away, though.)