#!lugnut

“Uh, hello? Doc Lalinde?” Guts was standing outside of the front gate of Geoworks, holding a rather large chunk of rock over his head as he spoke into the intercom. “I got dat meteorite Light told me ta bring ya...anyone home?” The big bot wasn’t entirely used to using intercom stystems, so all he could think to do was keep pressing the button and hope someone was gonna pick up. “Am I usin’ dis thing right?”

“Yo Tick-tock! Slips! Doc asked me ta go pick some pumpkins fer jack-o-lanterns! Ya wanna come with?”

“Heh, sure you were.” Guts gave Stone a playful punch in the arm. “So what’cha been up to, anyhow? Ain’t heard from ya in ages. You got any idea how many times I had ta go to karaoke myself ‘cuz you wasn’t around?” 

"DAT'S da spirit, Sparky! Don't let nothin' dumb as laws o' nature tell ya ya can't get tough! Only thing standin' between you an' da strength ya want is yerself!!!"

Well, Guts’ architectural complaints could wait. Stepping into the building, Guts took the largest elevator in the lobby up a few floors, then looked around until he found Apartment 608. The big bot took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

@hxrderthansteel

“HEY! All you othe’ anons back off! I wan’ed ta clobber the sponge jerk!”