Kel Mahoney, 3 sentence fic meme
The picture comes together in their mind, wires soldered together in precisely imprecise configurations. Ariel (don't think about Ariel) had a hair dryer stashed somewhere in the old place, and they can cannibalize a bunch of durable plastic from somewhere on the boat and there's never any shortage of wire and maybe, just maybe, they can cool Dante's rig so his bot assembly doesn't chug so hard when it tries to reroute all those invisible, electronic dollars. Their bangs (need to re-dye those when they have the energy, when their joints aren't screaming at them) fall in their face - they puff their lips and blow them away from the round wire frames of their glasses, because it's time to work.
















