Bulkhead look up from his work long enough to notice the festive decoration hovering over the war lord's helm. "Sari told me about those last Christmas. You know what this means don't you?"
ââ;;âUnfortunately, yes. And apparently that means you receive a kiss as well, Autobot. You should be honoured.â
ăAnd with that, he pressed his lips to the apparent expertâs jaw.
âAw shucks,â he rubs his jaw. âYou know, besides the kidnapping, the threat of removing my head, the force labour and poor working conditions. Youâre not that bad of a bot to work for.â
He returns the gesture to the best of his abilities, pecking him on the chin.
âMerry Christmas, temp boss-bot.â










