𝙎𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙊𝙒𝙁𝙐𝙇 ࿔

A lone male Atlantic puffin (Fratercula arctica) observes a breeding pair preening each other in Svalbard, Norway

"Well, alright then.."

⠀ ( even as the mechanic is mindful of where those fingers tug and caress -- it doesn't help how * sensitive the big rig is . rumbling and shuddering with any particular pull of his tangled wires . )

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⠀ ( that really relieves his itch . . . that's the spot . . . )

He lets out a light breath as he watches those closed optics for a few moments before glancing back at the open panel of wiring and cables. His fingers twitch, but he keeps his hands to himself for the time being.

⠀ ' no . '

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⠀ ( he's going to still himself now . make sure his fans aren't running high anymore . . . )

That has Edo's eyes going wide as he nearly smacks his head on the inside of the dash, yelping in surprise at both the sound and sudden shaking of the cab.

"Whoa-!"

He pulls his head and hands out to look at Heavy's windshield for his optics, only then registering just what sound had been made and blushing brightly.

⠀ ' nothing . '

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⠀ ( optics are shut tight . he doesn't want to see the pair of eyes on him right now . if he sees edo right now . . . he'll definitely start blushing himself . )

A minor hesitation, before Flash Vector stepped closer with his helm angled towards Musclehyde. The ears upon his helm flicked and turned their attention towards him.

⠀ ( and so musclehyde begins to pet . petting in strokes as he's brushing back those ears . )

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⠀ ' you remind me of dexter's cats . small, but * cute . '

⠀ ( now that's the end of his straw . )

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⠀ ( heavy iron is shaking violently as edo strokes a -- caresses a wire . do not now .ᐟ that has him letting out another noise that was a lot more obvious it was a moan . )

A soft huff, mixed with an odd sound... like a hiss and mrp came out of his vocals. His servos slowly falling off the pinned down ears that slowly perked back up.

⠀ ' can i .ᐣ '

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⠀ ( his free servo is wanting to reach for those ears . . . he can't be curious with just his gaze it seems . )

Was that sound a..? No, he had to have imagined it. Trying to clear his thoughts, he focused on what he was doing and continued feeling through the wires.

⠀ ( heavy iron's engine is letting out a low faint hum as edo continues to work on his wires . every replaced wire has him shuddering ever so slightly . it was mainly his trailer that moved, his cabin is stubbornly staying still . can't let edo know he's being so affected . )

Did he hear him right ??? He-- Ahhh . Woah-- His vocals squeezed up within his vocal box, servos shaking, like he'd been hit with maximum damage. How is he suppose to respond-- How how? He hadn't figured out what he felt himself. Is it love? or is it not? Ah, scrap--

But hearing Musclehyde say it to him, made him feel ecstatic, like nothing he'd felt before. So happy , so so..

⠀ ( musclehyde is worried, understandably so . he's bringing his arms back to pull flash vector off of his back -- now he's in his arms . hello there little racer . musclehyde is looking down at the other with big ol' optics . . . )

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⠀ ' careful there .ᐟ wouldn't want you hurting yourself now . '

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⠀ ( so in his arms flash vector will be .ᐟ )

He’s a bit surprised by the gentleness, but he’s not about to complain. Once Heavy Iron opens his door, the mechanic grabs a few extra tools before climbing inside to get a look again.

⠀ ( talk about being messy and unkept .ᐟ his wires are all tangled within each other and have clearly seen better days . )

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⠀ ( but being tangled didn't mean he couldn't feel the small course of charge that ran through his systems . causing him to let out a noise . AHHEM . )

Had those been ears on his helm? On the brief glance he managed to take out of the notebook, he swore he saw himself with extra parts... Servos lifted up to his helm, cat ears flicking at the touch before being flattened by his digits.

⠀ ( he's reaching out with a servo as flash vector hides away . don't do that hon . . . musclehyde attempts to encourage those servos to move off of those ears . )

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⠀ ' i will . so will you let me see you .ᐣ . '

Guess, it's time for him to get better too, shinier, clean up more whenever they meet and-- Ahh.

His optics squeezed shut at the boop, zapping him mentally out of his helm as digits reached up to press along his own mask. There's a hot tingling burn there, rub rub, a kiss left behind like he left on Musclehyde's. "That confirms my sensors alerted me correctly." About having a mark too.

⠀ ' any gift, big or small . . . or even none at all -- i will * love you nonetheless . '

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⠀ ( musclehyde does not have to say anymore . his two cents have been given with those words . he's bringing his servos up to grab ahold of flash vector's own servos . squueeeze . . . )

⠀ ( solidhorn crushes the barrel within his grip the moment he is done with it . gently scooting it aside to not mix it with the other fuels that have not yet been consumed yet . )

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⠀ ( ahh . . . what a peaceful day today . )

"Yes, I'm positive. If it hurts, I don't think there's anything I can really do about it. Not without getting into your circuitry."

⠀ ( heavy iron is lowering edo back down to the ground . safe and sound . then he's transforming once more -- this time . a lot more gently . none of the bravado he had portrayed before . )

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⠀ ( plop he goes in his vehicle mode . his door swings opened once more . get back in there . . . )

He watches and pays close attention to the amount of both warm water and the formula used, humming to himself as he makes mental note of it all. Two full scoops and warm, not hot, water.

But the next statement has his attention lifting back to Bloodwing's faceplate.

⠀ ' there is no waste . we're using a different bottle .ᐟ ~ star takes a lot more fuel now, two bottles worth .ᐟ '

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⠀ ( plus this will save him time when it comes to feed her . bingo .ᐟ he's turning his back once more, grabbing ahold of another empty bottle with the nib still attached . he's moving to unscrew it before he's handing it over to the other ambulance . )

"That's right!"

She pauses at his question about her mother again. She huffs and props her cheek in her palm while her elbow rests on his shoulder. She supposes she'll tell him since he does seem trustworthy so far..

⠀ ' alone .ᐣ do you know when she'll be back .ᐣ . . . '

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⠀ ( he supposes he'll take care of the cub when she's gone . . . wouldn't want poor tachi to be alone and bored . )