(Shh, shh, don’t question the feasibility; I had a rough day and need some giggles.)

They start Instagramming all their meals, but it's just a bunch of pictures of lizards and beetles and raw potatoes and sometimes greens on old oil pans. #chowtime #sogood #delicious #blessedbyjoe

They start Instagramming bottles of aqua-cola in dramatic lighting. Next to their feet propped up on a ledge. Boot pictures become a Thing not unlike Hotdog Legs. Tool and weapon pictures also become a thing. There's briefly a #whatsinurpockets? trend

A bunch of them totally abuse hashtags like #blessedbyjoe #totallychrome #soshiny #sochrome #blackthumblife #justwarboythings #witnessed #v8 #whatdoesntkillyou #doesntsendyoutowalhalla #awaited in #walhalla

Someone figures out a V8 salute emoticon and that just ends up everywhere.

Pre-raid group selfies, post-raid group selfies (the group is smaller), mid-raid selfies on speeding cars, V8 salute selfies, everybody's-got-their-chrome on selfies, selfies in front of flamethrowers shooting fire, selfies in front of your car, selfies in front of exploding cars, polecat selfies from on top of the pole, polecats taking selfies while en route up or down in a swing, selfies with your favorite bloodbag, selfies hanging out in your vehicle being bored while you wait for the next set of orders, selfies in front of someone else getting Witnessed...

Dare pictures and challenge pictures and stunt pictures. Trends and memes. Pictures taken from the top of the tallest crane on the tallest butte. Pictures taken of someone else at the top of the tallest crane. Selfies taken from the top of the tallest crane. 

Pictures of newly-snagged cars, pictures of repairs in progress, pictures of engine parts, weird quasi-sexual comments about engine parts in those repair pictures #thattailpipe #sexy #omv8

Photobombing that guy Crank when he's trying to pose like he's a badass on the hood of someone else's car. Photobombing someone posing with a bunch of thundersticks like he's all cool. Photobombing group selfies. Warpups photobombing basically everyone all the time 24/7 like it's their job. All the photobombs all the time.

Prank pictures of Hammerhead's back when someone drew a dick in his warpaint and he didn't notice for like half a day, shame pictures of when Nails totally trashed his bike and he was just on a scouting mission #lmao #fail Fights in the comments, of course...

This is gratuitous headcanon because I’ve been undone of late by fanart of piles of pups, but...

But imagine warpups banding together to form little groups and gangs among themselves--you know, like 80s kids movie gangs.

Sure, they've got warboys to watch, warboys for adoptive older brothers, warboys to emulate--and they do follow 'em around. A lot. Follow them around, watch what they do, get underfoot, do their best to help, start learning what they can (pups get assigned small tasks to suss out their strengths and skills until they get older and smarter and stronger and can get their real training for real work), get told stories...

But they still form packs of their own because older brothers don't always have time for you and pups can't do all that much yet. You want to hang around your older brother and get told everything, but you can't always and he can't always. So they form packs among themselves. Pup packs.

Pup packs that have certain places they gather around and hang out in down somewhere in the corridors of the Citadel when their work is done. Everybody knows that Cog, Hazard, Bit and their gang meet up behind the big spiked rock where the two hallways split. It's a great place to meet up. And you can't try to drive them off it or they'll fight you. Split and Axle and them tried once and it got bad. Split got a black eye but Axle had to get stitched up. Pup pack gang battles in the corridors (and they're half-encouraged to fight a little because it's good practice). Ohm and Amp finding a low cave over a repair bay, near where all the chains and pulleys loop up and around--a pup-sized cave where they can all hide out but still watch what's going on. (Am I transposing some of my youthful adventures as a slightly feral child into pup pack adventures? Yes. I am not ashamed.)

Pup pack adventures where they "defend their territory" from other packs or go where they're not supposed to go or get in some serious shit or dare each other to do things or steal extra food or start making contraptions and building their own hideouts or pile in together to keep warm at night or see something they weren't supposed to see or look out for each other as packs of kids will do. Pup mythology, pup folklore, pup customs and traditions and explanations--because they only half-understand things yet. Pup culture within the larger warboy culture. Pups from one pack defending a pup from another pack because, even if they're rival packs, you look out for each other. Pups on duty in the Blood Shed calling other pups to Witness. Pups Witnessing for a sick pup from a rival gang when he dies soft late at night in the Blood Shed. Because that's just what you do.

Pup packs that get broken up when the leaders get old enough to start learning things in earnest, real apprenticeships so to speak, or when Ohm and Amp (not brothers, but brought up at the same time, so they've always been a pair) get pulled out to start in as repair boys for real (they're the oldest after all) but Snag gets pulled out to be a greenthumb (he's got good balance and he'll climb anything--and then jump on you). Eyes will fight anything you point him at and Crank starts getting his height and he's got good aim, so... The younger pups close ranks and the new oldest take charge. But they all want to get taken to what they'll do someday too. You start learning for real, it's hard to come back as much. You grow up, you disappear, you become one of the older brothers. It's kind of like Witnessing (which is another thing they only half-understand yet).

Pup pack connections that hang on even when everyone's growing up and doing different things. Blackthumbs and greenthumbs and lancers hanging around together when they can because they were pups together and they remember.

Greenthumbs who find out from drivers that Crank went flying to Walhalla in a blaze of glory in the last raid and you'd better believe yeah everybody Witnessed that oh yeah!

when Choke was a kid he was loud and obnoxious and got into fights all the damn time, def made a few enemies then amongst the pups