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[tsunclonus]

Yes, I would like to- He means a great deal to me-

[Dammit, if he can't manage this here, with Whirl, then how is he supposed to say it to Tailgate later? And despite his deep discomfort with saying things that he would prefer to express in other ways... Tailgate deserves to hear it.

He wrings his hands hard enough hard enough to flake his paint.]

Whirl, I love him.

[harderfasterwrecker]

[ Whirl hooks his own claws over his helm, and watches Cyclonus through them as he fights through finding words.

Once upon a time he would have found this funny. Now he can't tell if he's irritated or just happy that Cyc can spit out the words at all, even being as far back and emotionally constipated as he is.]

Yeah. And? What are you gonna do about it? You're halfway to Junx-ing just cause'a all your...[ Vague claw waving. He means all the stabbing and getting shot and all that. ]

[tsunclonus]

[This is basically a dress rehearsal for admitting his feelings to Tailgate.

And also maybe some part of him was still expecting Whirl to go 'you're stupid and don't deserve Tailgate, go take a long walk out a short airlock' even after their various conversations to the contrary.]

Halfway isn't good enough. I want to do this right. I should... I should get him a gift.

[This is the Cyclonus version of nervous rambling.]

[harderfasterwrecker]

[ At one point? He would have. Unfortunately Whirl has gained...*gag* a decent opinion of Cyclonus, and he has no reason to try and keep them apart otherwise...

Also, to his great irritation, he's invested now. He actually....likes both of these idiots. He got to see them after they finally figured their slag out, and it was actually...

They were happy. People like them don't get that.]

Gift. ....Giiiiiift. Right.

[ He makes a dramatic mechanical sound.]

Do you have any ideas, or am I gonna have t'help.

[tsunclonus]

I admit gift-giving is... not one of my strong suits.

[Basically all of Cyclonus's personal belongings are utilitarian or gifts with sentimental value. Sometimes both. He's not a big possessions guy.

But Tailgate is, so...]

[harderfasterwrecker]

[ His optic narrows. ]

One of these days you're gonna have to list some of those strong suits for posterity's sake.

[ He cracks his neck and stretches his claws. ]

'Kay so, I am just gonna say, Hoverboard should probably be out if we want to continue having walls.

[tsunclonus]

I can swing a sword. [There are deserts that aren't as dry as his voice.

But it's quickly followed by a huff of amusement.]

It would be difficult to top the one Ten made him, anyway.

[He rubs at his chin, thinking about the things Tailgate has showed an interest in. Besides space drugs.]

We already have a pet...

[harderfasterwrecker]

[ He waves Cyclonus off. Yeah yeah. Talk up the fighting skills, purple people eater. ]

Well, the problem is the number one thing I know he likes is you which doesn't exactly give us much to go on.

Problem is, we don't have the rest of the Minibot squad to ask. And Rewind's been married forever twice so I bet he's got pointers.

[ He is just kinda babbling. Don't mind him ]

[tsunclonus]

[They are both making this far more difficult that it needs to be.

He thinks. He thinks deeper.]

...perhaps I should ask Riptide. They're friends.

[harderfasterwrecker]

They are.

[ Said in a way that....somehow is vaguely insulting. ]

Can't you just say gift giving isn't a part of your religion???

[tsunclonus]

[That's remarkably tempting. And not entirely untrue.]

Tailgate deserves nice things.

[harderfasterwrecker]

If you start on who deserves what we are gonna be here a while and no one is gonna come out look good.

[he throws his claws up.]

Just get him a gun. Everyone likes guns.

[tsunclonus]

The last time Tailgate had a gun he pointed it at Megatron.

[He pinches the bridge of his nose. Then sighs. ]

I'll... Think of something.

Thank you, Whirl.

[harderfasterwrecker]

Megatron got over it!

[ Like that is the important part ]

Don't get sappy. Whatever you do he's gonna cry about it, so you're probably fine.

[tsunclonus]

[Tailgate wasn't even invulnerable back then, it was terrifying!]

You're probably right.

[Maybe he's just stalling. How embarrassing.

He moves to stand.]

I won't take up more of your time. [It's phrased as a statement, but there's just a hint of question at the end. Enough to try and ask 'unless you'd like the company?' without actually asking.]