Post by Slug on Aug 13, 2009 19:09:34 GMT -5
A mech was crouched in the corner of the rec. room, facing the wall and humming under his breath, rocking back and forth on his heels; hands on his knees and head hiding between said knees, Xero stared at the cockroach that was scuttling around his feet, a smile on his lips. Raising a hand from his leg joint, Xero picked the cockroach up between his pointer finger and thumb, giving just the slightest of squeezes.
The little creature burst, dripping green guts down Xero's silver hand.
With a gasp, Xero fell backwards onto his aft, sticking out his tongue in disgust. Then glancing from side to side, Xero wiped his fingers against his glossa; he quickly began making spitting noises, babbling along the lines of "ew gross!" and laughing, crawling back to "his" corner, crouching once again. Staring at the wall.
Doing nothing, now that his playmate was... pretty much exterminated.
Sighing, Xero raised his head to look at the ceiling, thoughts floating back to today's earlier events...
A short, orange mech stood in front of Xero, glaring up at him, hands on his hips. "W-why c-can't y-y-you l-l-leave m-m-me b-be?!" Viral snapped, fingers tapping his hip armor.
"Because I... love you?" Xero said lamely, grinning brightly, as if his answer solved everything.
"YOU I-IDIOT!" Viral hissed, visor flickering as he stretched one of his vectors long enough so he could hit Xero upside his head. "L-love i-is u-useless! I-it m-makes y-you w-weak! D-don't f-forget t-that!"
Xero squawked, rubbing his head, though still grinning, his pearly white teeth gleaming and golden optics twinkling with mirth. With a sigh, Viral, patted Xero's helmet in apology and retracted his vector back. "I-I'm g-going t-to th-the p-park. D-don't f-follow m-me." He stated simply, reverting back to alt mode. "M-matter o-of f-fact, g-go s-sit i-in a c-corner w-with t-the c-cockroaches. Where you belong." With that said, the UNO motorcycle drove off, leaving Xero alone in the rec. room.
With a feverish giggle, Xero called after the vehicle with a "SIR YESSIR!" and saluted at the air.
So, here he was now, sitting in a corner. Because Viral told him to. Craning his head back farther, Xero glanced at the new couches Optimus had gotten, a grin splitting across his face. Optimus surely wouldn't mind if he had a bit of fun, would he? Leaping to his feet, Xero made a beeline for one of the couches and pounced on it, squeeling when he bounced up and down.
"Bouncey bouncey bouncey~!"
The little creature burst, dripping green guts down Xero's silver hand.
With a gasp, Xero fell backwards onto his aft, sticking out his tongue in disgust. Then glancing from side to side, Xero wiped his fingers against his glossa; he quickly began making spitting noises, babbling along the lines of "ew gross!" and laughing, crawling back to "his" corner, crouching once again. Staring at the wall.
Doing nothing, now that his playmate was... pretty much exterminated.
Sighing, Xero raised his head to look at the ceiling, thoughts floating back to today's earlier events...
A short, orange mech stood in front of Xero, glaring up at him, hands on his hips. "W-why c-can't y-y-you l-l-leave m-m-me b-be?!" Viral snapped, fingers tapping his hip armor.
"Because I... love you?" Xero said lamely, grinning brightly, as if his answer solved everything.
"YOU I-IDIOT!" Viral hissed, visor flickering as he stretched one of his vectors long enough so he could hit Xero upside his head. "L-love i-is u-useless! I-it m-makes y-you w-weak! D-don't f-forget t-that!"
Xero squawked, rubbing his head, though still grinning, his pearly white teeth gleaming and golden optics twinkling with mirth. With a sigh, Viral, patted Xero's helmet in apology and retracted his vector back. "I-I'm g-going t-to th-the p-park. D-don't f-follow m-me." He stated simply, reverting back to alt mode. "M-matter o-of f-fact, g-go s-sit i-in a c-corner w-with t-the c-cockroaches. Where you belong." With that said, the UNO motorcycle drove off, leaving Xero alone in the rec. room.
With a feverish giggle, Xero called after the vehicle with a "SIR YESSIR!" and saluted at the air.
So, here he was now, sitting in a corner. Because Viral told him to. Craning his head back farther, Xero glanced at the new couches Optimus had gotten, a grin splitting across his face. Optimus surely wouldn't mind if he had a bit of fun, would he? Leaping to his feet, Xero made a beeline for one of the couches and pounced on it, squeeling when he bounced up and down.
"Bouncey bouncey bouncey~!"