28th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

I wish to know what occurred on the upper decks. Between a certain turtle and an unknown person.

And I wish to know now. This is not a request. Speak up! Be quick about it!

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[heavyweaponsbot]

You... You can if you want.

Yeah, I know. Tried to... put them back in order... on the floor.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Do you want me to?

[She's smiling to herself.]

I can come pick them up and fix it if you want.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Up to you.

[Yes, he does.]

You can put them back into his incomprehensible order?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Okay. I'll be over in a second.

[You're too cute sometimes.[

I can always try.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I will be here.

[What. No he's not.]

Good luck. I have no idea what these things even... are.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She's coming. And yes, yes you are. Absolutely cute as a bunny.]

I'll figure it out. Maybe. I mean, if anything I can at least put 'em in alphabetical order and stack them nicely.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He's just pacing in Ratchet's room.]

If you can... maybe he will be less... irritated with me.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

He probably wont be too mad...

[BANG BANG BANG on the door.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

... I should hope not.

Door is open. Come in.

[And ignore the mess.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Coming in nao]

...Geez, Ironhide...what's up with this mess? Turning into a packrat?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He shrugs, nudging a little pile of dirt with his toe.]

Nah. None of this is mine... All Ratchet's things.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[Grinning, she looks down at it and shakes her head.]

Right. Sciencey things.

So where are the books?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. And a mess.

[He waves a hand at the bed, where the books have been... piled. C4 sits on one.]

Good luck with that.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Well, it's Ratchet. It's kind of expected.

[She heads towards them, bending over and holding her hand out for the little frog. She still had one, too.]

It's...not so bad.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Sort of fondly] Yeah. It is...

[Then he shakes it off, as C4 chirps at her. Then hops into her hand.]

What? The mess?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She smiles a little to herself at the tone, then rights herself and turns to hold the frog out by his shoulder. She can't be having the little guy in the way~]

Yeah. That and the book mess you made.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He growls a little, but allows C4 to hop on over anyway.]

That was an accident.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She smothers a giggle, then turns back to the books to start arranging them in little piles.]

Yeah yeah, I know.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He stands perfectly still, so as not to accidentally harm Ratchet's pet.]

... So what are those, anyway? Besides... books.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She looks up at him with a blink. Ferp?]

What do you mean? What're they like...about?

[heavyweaponsbot]

Yeah. What are they?

[He's oddly curious about this.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

It's all kinds of stuff...ummm, let's see here.

[She starts reading off subjects~]

Biology, gardening, um....here's one about amphibians, one on sailboats, human anatomy and sex, maps, uh...foreign languages, this one looks like Spanish.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He's not really listening... at least until she gets to that certain book...]

... Wh-What!?

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She pauses and blinks as she holds up a copy of the Kama Sutra with nude people all over the cover.]

What?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He takes several steps backward. And shutters his optics.]

Put--Put that down!