#dizzydiodes

"I found out that some humans use kisses as a greeting! I'm going to start using it all the time now."

Cliffjumper resets his optics a couple of times, staring up at the very obviously Cybertronian ship sticking out the side of a mountain - and not in such a way that indicates a recent crash landing.

Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency

@drsmokescreen

“I’m bein’ one-hundred percent honest.” The minibot pats at the base of a towering snowman, doing his best to pack the snow in. “Spike says if you put a hat on a snowman, it’ll come to life. There’s even a song about it. My only problem--” he pauses to pick up one of Sparkplug’s spare hard hats and holds it out to Smokescreen, “--is I made him too big and I can’t reach his head. That’s where you come in. What do you say?”

Cars— what a marvellous invention these humans have conceived! On her little adventure from east coast to west she’s seen many, all in different shapes, sizes, and colors, yet none quite so small and bright as the one parked along the thoroughfare, illuminated by the streetlamp above.

Drawn like a moth to flame, Fluorite gives little regard to the few humans out and about at such a late hour in favor of indulging her curiosity. To their credit (despite gawking at the sight of her), every one of them seems to think better of approaching a nearly eight-foot-tall stranger with extra eyes and limbs, leaving the gem to do as she pleases.

Regrettably, this involves messing about with what she assumes to fall under the category of “public property,” having yet to grasp the concept that just because something has been left alone in the open, doesn’t necessarily mean that it’s free for anyone to use. Not that she even could fit inside of a car to begin with... and certainly not this one! She wouldn’t even know how to drive it!