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[[ but where the fuq did all these g1ers suddenly come from I've only seen me and @dizzydiodes for the past two and a half years ]]
::Are we sharing character sheets? Here’s mine!::
STR 16 - DEX 12 - CON 18 - INT 12 - WIS 18 - CHA 8 - AC 12 (+2 with shield)
::And Sideswipe calls himself a glass cannon. I missed one attack and I almost got killed by a damn Cyclops last session. A Cyclops.::
wily-red-and-galeforce-gold:
Sideswipe retrieves a scarf from subspace, because making them had literally been the only sort of holiday prep he had time for this year. “Here!” And with a toss, he manages to land it across one of Ratchet’s shoulders.
But it’s handsome. Thickly knit, and soft to the touch. Long with tasseled ends. Rich reds, and sunrise colors. Sunstreaker helped with the color theory parts, Sideswipe just put it all together in fun ways.
And simultaneously Sunstreaker lifts the golden duck out of the box, and to his credit he keeps a straight face. Though he is cleary very confused. “Thank you?”
Sideswipe, however suddenly without a task, sees what Sunny is holding, and immediately tears into his gift with much less grace than his brother. Nevertheless, he opens the box, and immediately a grin splits his face, because he is very much amused. “Sweet Primus, this is fantastic.”
Well, Ratchet is more than happy to receive another Sideswipe Christmas scarf. He’s got a collection of them at this point, but one can never have too many scarves. Especially when they’re as nicely made as Sideswipe’s.
He runs his hands appreciatively over the fabric, optics dimming with pleasure at the soft texture. “Thank you. This is lovely.”
He might have missed Sunstreaker’s incredulity. Sideswipe’s enthusiasm, however, catches his attention away from the lovely soft fabric in his hands, and his face splits in a grin. Fortuitously, Sideswipe has ripped open the package that contains, yes, a matching red rubber duck. Guess what’s in Bob’s.
But the twins have still got one present each to open, because Ratchet doesn’t do things by halves.
wily-red-and-galeforce-gold:
And Sunstreaker does take a moment to appreciate the care taken to wrap the packages, fingers sliding over the holographic wrapping paper, over the creases of neat folds. After a moment of consideration, he did follow his brother’s prompt, carefully unwrapping the first gift with a precision that would spare the paper.
Sideswipe, meanwhile, despite having looked seconds away from diving head first into the subspace pocket tethered near his shoulder, reels back victorious. “Aha! I found the thing!”
Ratchet watches with some amusement as Sideswipe nearly disappears himself from the physical plane in search of whatever it is he’s looking for in that pocket. Given a few more moments, he might even have started to grow concerned; subspace isn’t particularly healthy to be shoving more delicate components into--like a face, for example.
Meanwhile, with the golden paper peeled back, Sunstreaker will find... a box. Plain white cardboard, nothing fancy, but just right for concealing the shape of a present. It opens in clamshell fashion, and inside that Sunstreaker will find his real gift: a shiny golden rubber duck.
Maybe it would have been best if both twins and Bob had opened their presents in tandem.
wily-red-and-galeforce-gold:
Sunstreaker blinks owlishly, carefully receiving the package with a light grip lest he crumple something with unchecked strength. “Thank you. You didn’t have to do this.”
Meanwhile the dispersing of gifts does free up Sideswipe’s arms so he can hold the boxes in one hand while he rummages with the other. “Can we open them now? Well, Sunny can start. Still looking…”
He leans, his arm practically disappearing up to his shoulder in a subspace pocket.
There’s nothing particularly crumple-able in either of Sunstreaker’s packages, but Ratchet appreciates the consideration nonetheless. If nothing else, it allows the meticulous wrapping a few more moments in the spotlight.
“‘Course you can! It’s Christmas, isn’t it?” And anyway, truth be told, Ratchet’s not much of a stickler for tradition when it comes to opening Christmas gifts; a day on Earth goes by so fast, a bot could almost blink and miss it. He doesn’t see anything wrong with stretching the festivities out to a few days before and a few days after.
“And Sunstreaker, please. Of course I did; how could I leave my two favourite twins off the Christmas list? I’d never!”
Lights & Fire ©
bevelledmemories:
<<Well, I will try to make sure you can come to the next one. Promise.>>
It’s no fun seeing things with friends if some of them aren’t there.
That’s sweet, Bevel. She’s being very accommodating of the needs of someone that, really, she barely even knows, and it’s appreciated.
::Well, don’t go to too much trouble with the scheduling on my account, but... thanks. I think if you do it at around the same time as the last one, I should usually be able to make it.::
Sides: *chin hands* "Are you in need of exploding, colorful fire my good sir?"
“Well, as a matter of fact…”
Yes. Yes, he is. No good New Year’s Eve party is complete without fireworks, now is it?
“You are coming to the party, right? I think a fireworks display couldn’t go amiss at, say, midnight?”
wily-red-and-galeforce-gold:
“Yup. As per the Brotherly code-Thou shalt suffer at least half the holidays with thine twin. So it’s ordained. And since we missed like, most of the ones up to this point, he’s stuck with me.”
And Sunstreaker was certainly shiny. Polished to a mirror gleam even. Better to reflect all those showers of sparks, and glittering colors Sideswipe was going to inundate the sky with.
“Perfect!” Two for the price of one, score. “I’ll put you both on the list, then! Can’t wait to see you both there--this’ll be the best party of the year, wait and see.”
Save the best for last, isn’t that how the saying goes? Plus, starting out the new year with an exceptionally fun party sets the bar high for other parties to come.
Sides: *chin hands* "Are you in need of exploding, colorful fire my good sir?"
“Well, as a matter of fact…”
Yes. Yes, he is. No good New Year’s Eve party is complete without fireworks, now is it?
“You are coming to the party, right? I think a fireworks display couldn’t go amiss at, say, midnight?”
“I believe I can be persuaded to scrounge something up,” Sideswipe says as if he hasn’t been stockpiling an impressive, and maybe not entirely legal hoard of fireworks for the past who knew how long.
He is going to shatter the sky tonight. Break it with light and color and sound.
“So yep! I’ll be there!”
“That’s what I like to hear!”
Ratchet grins and throws an arm around Sideswipe’s shoulders, leaning in conspiratorially. “And how about that brother of yours, is he coming? We could use a touch of, hmm... polish.”
Get it? Because Sunstreaker is shiny. But also he’s got an eye for decorating and he’ll make the rec room look better just by being there.
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::Of course you can! Come on ov–how did you know about the party?::
bevelledmemories:
<<Um… ask Soundwave for a space bridge?>>
::Uh... yeah! That’ll work. he knows the coordinates.::
... and now Ratchet feels a little guilty. It’s not fair to have Soundwave transport people to the party without also inviting him, is it?? But... but.
Happy New Year, may it bring you nothing but joy!
facelessgunformer:
Mh. Yeah. Not Vos’ thing, introducing himself. But he’ll let you know when he’s there.
Okay, great! Ratchet’ll be expecting him. One mysterious stranger, identity completely unknown, added to the guest list.
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::Of course you can! Come on ov–how did you know about the party?::
<<I was kinda hoping you were having one since my mom is having one tonight and going to a party with your own creator is really weird.>>
::Oh! Well, good guess, kiddo. There’s a party and you’re invited! You know how to get here?::
facelessgunformer:
Vos is coming.
Good. Excellent. Please just introduce yourself at the door or something.
Sides: *chin hands* "Are you in need of exploding, colorful fire my good sir?"
“Well, as a matter of fact...”
Yes. Yes, he is. No good New Year’s Eve party is complete without fireworks, now is it?
“You are coming to the party, right? I think a fireworks display couldn’t go amiss at, say, midnight?”
>
::Of course you can! Come on ov--how did you know about the party?::
Happy New Year!