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@goodboybob-blog1
*offers treat*
Bob lifted his head, all four eyes focusing to the sweet scent that tickled his olfactory sensors. Treat? A step or two closer confirmed it: treat! He scurried toward the proffered good, sitting before the stranger expectantly. Please? Antenna waggled.
Talk to my muse!
…No really, that’s it. Talk to them. Ask them stuff. Make them blush. Make them cry. Make them question everything. I don’t care just say something to them. Go nuts.
*Jumps out of hidey hole to lick you all hello!*
*hears distressed sound and sloely opend the door*
Bob looked up in surprise.
A person? A person!
He stopped chewing on the datapad in his grasp and gave his full attention to the door, wiggling his aft in excitement over company.
"did you sleep well, sweetdpsr?" the sparkling yawns and nods, smiling at the bug
Oh! The young one! Bob twitched an antenna, mystified by the small one’s pleasant nature, inching a bit closer to try and get a better feel of what, precisely, was going to happen. Would he ever see this little one again? Could he follow them? Surely the little one must still be tired. Master couldn’t be mad if he was watching out for younger members of the swarm, could he?
Ah so cute. -purrs and nuzzles into him- Best cuddle bug! :3
A lazy kick of a hind leg indicated he was still awake, but otherwise he was the perfect picture of a content bug. He let loose a long sigh, fully relaxing against his new friend, tempted to recharge where he was.
Borks and wags ~servo-el-perro
Bob jumped like a startled felinoid, quickly turning around to square off with the offender. How surprised he was to see a ‘bot smaller than him – what a change up!
Bob gave a growl in retort, lowering his front with his own little waggle, sensing more play than fight but having been taught to prepare either way.
[ @servo-el-perro ]
servo-el-perro
Servo followed happily with a playful few barks, then ceased his barking to put his all into catching up with Bob. He was nearly there when he tripped and bowled into Bob’s hindquarters with a surprised yelp.
Bob’s helm came up in alarm as he rolled with the sudden force, barrelling over. He tried to lock back as he went down, as though seeing Servo would somehow explain what and why the crash happened (it didn’t).
Bob gave a plaintive noise, followed by a sort of yip, curling back to try and nip Servo in chastisement.
[Open RP?]
Bob paced anxiously, emitting dissatisfied noises every few steps. The door was locked (he had already scratched at it a few different time) and he hadn’t heard anyone outside for a while. He was left alone occasionally, but never for this long before – had he been bad? What did he do wrong?
Bob’s steps took a more frantic edge, clacking his claws against the ground. Were they under attack? But he always helped during battles – he was an asset! – surely he couldn’t have been left behind? The swarm had already done that to him once, but Sunstreaker wouldn’t…he didn’t…
The bug nibbled on everything within his reach – brushes, datapads, canisters, and ran his servos down the wall again. Anything to soothe the fear he felt. Anything to make someone remember him.
The small red femme seeker approach cautiously and said, “Are-Are you okay?” and gently pet the creature in front of her. @goodboybob
Bob startled, a great fright going through him before he could focus on the seeker that seemed to come out of nowhere.
At last! Another!
He made a soft whirring noise, rubbing his helm roughly against the hand pressed against him, a full body shake shuddering through his body every few seconds. He ate up the attention, having been starved of it for so long -- he didn’t even know who this femme was! But he was willing to accept whatever she gave.
He was desperate.
And lonely.
[Open RP?]
Bob paced anxiously, emitting dissatisfied noises every few steps. The door was locked (he had already scratched at it a few different time) and he hadn’t heard anyone outside for a while. He was left alone occasionally, but never for this long before – had he been bad? What did he do wrong?
Bob’s steps took a more frantic edge, clacking his claws against the ground. Were they under attack? But he always helped during battles – he was an asset! – surely he couldn’t have been left behind? The swarm had already done that to him once, but Sunstreaker wouldn’t…he didn’t…
The bug nibbled on everything within his reach – brushes, datapads, canisters, and ran his servos down the wall again. Anything to soothe the fear he felt. Anything to make someone remember him.
Iremia had been walking towards her own chambers when she picked up on the frantic scratching against one of the doors.
Was someone in distress? She made her way down the corridor, following the frantic sounds as they got louder.
Upon reaching the chamber where the scratching was loudest, she knocked on the door.
“Is someone in there, do you need help?”
Bob came to a halt immediately, talons paused, raised before the door.
There was someone there? There was someone there! Yes! Finally! Exactly what he wanted!
He dropped back to the floor, staring up from where the knock originated high above him. Determined to be heard, he started forming a gouge in the door at a lower level, trusting the person on the other side to hear and acknowledge his plea for attention.
It couldn’t be Sunstreaker, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t be someone important to the anxious bug, and so he kept at it. Bob wanted out -- or, at the least, pets. Whichever let him escape the prison his mind at formed.
*uses laser pointer*
Bob’s helm pivoted abruptly, like he had a sixth sense for The Light. Every part of his frame was intensely trained on his new prey, a single twitch of an antenna singling his slow start to the dot, not wanting to scare it off before he could snag it.
[Open RP?]
Bob paced anxiously, emitting dissatisfied noises every few steps. The door was locked (he had already scratched at it a few different time) and he hadn’t heard anyone outside for a while. He was left alone occasionally, but never for this long before -- had he been bad? What did he do wrong?
Bob’s steps took a more frantic edge, clacking his claws against the ground. Were they under attack? But he always helped during battles -- he was an asset! -- surely he couldn’t have been left behind? The swarm had already done that to him once, but Sunstreaker wouldn’t...he didn’t...
The bug nibbled on everything within his reach -- brushes, datapads, canisters, and ran his servos down the wall again. Anything to soothe the fear he felt. Anything to make someone remember him.
-hugs the bug and gives more pets- Best Good Boy Bug! So cute! :3
Bob gave his best imitation of a purr, closing his optics and sagging into the hold, kicking a hind leg as he burrowed his helm against the other to show his affection. Good boy! Best bug!
''Oh, It's okay...I'm not gonna take Ares away if you don't want to..." she smiles softly while the sparkling yawns and rubs their optics "C...Carri.."
Bob shuffled from side to side, hesitant but trusting, excited to see the young one start to waken. They didn’t appear to be in distress...so this must be the correct swarm member after all.
sees glitch mouse
chases glitch mouse
gets stopped short by leash
UNHAPPY WHEEZING
She slowly lifts the sparkling and rubs his head
Wowwowwow! What was this mech doing! Bob whined, feeling the need to still watch over his sudden charge, held at bay by the paps but still distressed.
Where would she take them?
Bob is the best bug! -smiles and pets the bug- Yes. :3
Best bug! Best bug!
Bob scurried in a tight circle, effervescent from the praise, but quickly returned to their side for more pets and praise.
Best bug!
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