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First Aid is going to cup Heatwave's face in his hands, gently checking him for any injuries. @first-to-aid
Heatwave flinched in initial surprise, but soon stilled to allow the medic to look him over. He had been working nonstop since the month began, after all.
"I'm an Autobot, but that anon deserves no mercy. That lil' punker suggested to smelt a CHILD! A CHILD FOR FRAGGIN SAKE!!"
I dare you to kiss… @first-to-aid (give him a lil platonic smooch)
@first-to-aid
A rare sight — a mech that Minimus had to bend down to press a kiss to! Minimus slung a arm around the smaller bot’s shoulders and gave the side of his helm a kiss. “Hello!” he sang.
👋 (first-to-aid)
Send 👋 for my muse’s reaction to yours reaching for their face
@first-to-aid
He raised an optic ridge at the smaller bot — the much smaller than usual bot. The mech highly resembled First Aid, Ultra Magnus’ first assumption upon seeing him. He was simply much more blocky and smaller than the one he was familiar with. …If something went wrong, or right, in the laboratory (ahem, one of Brainstorm’s ‘experiments’)…
“First Aid?” he asked, both as an address and a confirmation of his identity.
[ panic ] or [ yell ]?@first-to-aid
Nonverbal meme: Accepting
Thinking he might enjoy the atmosphere of scientific discovery, Heatwave had brought First Aid to Doc Greene’s lab.
They had barely made it through the door however, when First Aid grabbed Heatwave’s arm and hid behind him. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
His answer came in the form of the ground shaking as a mechanical Tyrannosaurus rex came running to meet them. “Oh, that’s just Trex, the only thing you really have to worry about with him is—“
The firebot reeled sideways as Trex gave his faceplate a forcefully affectionate lick. “….. That…”
The dino wagged his tail like an oversized dog. “Trex is good boy.”
"Hi, um. High Tide sent me to check on you?" (first-to-aid)
Heatwave sat up and stretched, wincing a little at a slight twinge as he swung his legs over the side of the berth. “Hi. Yeah, I figured he’d get even more protective now that I’m carrying.”
“Oh, I’m Heatwave, by the way... If High Tide didn’t already tell you.” He held out a servo with a small smile.
