r… RELEASE MY BOYFRIEND, YOU FIENDS!! ( 😾 )

frenzy! { SKITTERING OVER, hurriedly wiping off his frame from the glitter… eugh! } are you okay? oh my gosh… ( 😿 )

i always worry about you. ( 🥺 ) who put all this glitter on you? aw, man… it’s gonna take forever to dust off— maybe, um, i can run you a bath.

a pink seeker—? never seen a pink one… umm, yeah! i think so, i got this really good scrubber that’ll work! ( 🙂‍↕️ )

oh… hehe. okay… ( 💞 ) { instinctively moving closer to his frame! }

{ setting up the tub for frenzy. don’t make the water too hot! }

what scent would you like, frenzy? want to pick it out? the bottles are right next to you. ( ☺️ )

ooh? this one? okay, hehe. ( 💞 ) { gently taking the bottle and pouring the soap into the running water. BUBBLESSS. 🫧 } ready for your soak? smells good, too.

{ she just about swoons… flipsides really likes seeing frenzy without his visor, she’s just so quiet to ever request for it. snapping the cap on the bottle, moving to set it back on the countertop. } i put the brush on the edge of the tub… with the cute yellow handle.

hehe… i can do it for you, if you want that instead. { waddling closer to plop next to the tub, trying to not make it so obvious that she’s staring at him. giggle! }

easy peasyyy. swindle used to have me clean the grimiest stuff— not that… you’re grimey! i’m just— um. really good at cleaning… { gently taking hold on the brush to get to scrubbing, leaning over the lip of the tub to really brush IN his BACK. it must feel a little nice! }

n - nuh - uh! { SHAKING HER HELM. even though he’s teasing, she can’t help the pout that overtakes her features. washing off the excess glitter with her servo, a whole BUNCH filling up the water so far. eee… } i think you’re handsome and super cool…

eee… you flatter me… ( 💞 ) i would have thought you to think it nerdy, or something… i’m glad you don’t. oh, um, i’m almost done, don’t worry. i’m going to scrub your front now.

{ don’t gawk don’t gawk don’t gawk don’t— } haaahh… you’re so… sweet… ( ♨️ ) i wanted to give you something, since you say that. i drew something for you, but i wanted to frame it… you can look at it before i do. i’ll show you when we’re done.

a surprise! i don’t wanna give it away yet… want to see your reaction, silly. { scrubbing is DONE, and her hands are tired. she leans in to provide a smooch to his cheek, standing to grab him a fresh towel. sorry in advance for it being pink, frenzy. }

be patient! you’ll see it in a few minutes. get yourself cleaned off. ( 😌 ) { SKITTERING out of the washroom and to her room to prepare the art in question. she’s so excited… }

{ she’s holding UP a painting that’s nearly the size of her, and it pictures soundwave and the other original posse of cassettes in a flowery scenery. a lighthearted piece of art, and they all look so happy! much rarely was the case in war, of course. } hehe… what do you think?

no… do you think he’d like it? i can show him after it’s all framed up and pretty. { she’s getting all shyyyy, dragging her pede on the floor before slowly setting the artwork back down. } it look awhile, especially when drawing ravage and rumble. i’m happy you like it.

but i made it for you. ( ☹️ ) { she softly responds, resting within the comforting embrace for the moment it lasts. nuzzle… }

it’s up to you— whatever you want to do with it, i’ll be content with. { nuzzle, nuzzle! smooch. }