[Network] Oh Deer

[scaredybot]

[The distress call opens with a squeal of static as Mayday screeches too shrilly for his comm to deal with.

He tones it down a notch.]

Somebody help! I'm trapped! Please, they're... They're everywhere. Why are there so many of them?!

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[scaredybot]

[He sits up suddenly, grabbing Pipes's shoulders.]

It's no longer air-tight. Do you know what- do you... do... whoa-

[Looking extremely dizzy, Mayday drops back onto his back.]

Oof, my gyroscopes.

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[planate]

Ah, I think you'll be fine...

[he rubs the back of his head awkwardly.]

Sorry, I didn't mean to get you hurt... have you run a diagnostic scan?

action

[scaredybot]

[Cue the most pathetic whimpering and whining you ever did hear.]

You did that on purpose?? I thought that thing like... infected you with instantaneous processor rot! Or- or sucked out your spark or-

[Wow, just thinking of all the things that could have potentially gone wrong makes him shudder.]

Um. Some of my insides are out of alignment.

[His poor, tender insides.]

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[planate]

[he taps his index fingers together awkwardly.]

Y-yeah, I was just... kidding around...

[he looks away awkwardly.]

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[scaredybot]

Why would you kid about that?! Death isn't funny, it's terrifying!

[Saddest look, Pipes! Saddest look. Feel the shaaaame.]

... Th-thanks for getting rid of the creatures, though.

[MUST NOT ALIENATE NEW FRIEND.]

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[planate]

I just pretended to faint and then you... actually did...

[he trails off a bit.]

It's okay, I just think. Uh. You might. Have to go to the medibay...

action

[scaredybot]

Ehehe... Yeah I... That, um. That happens to me sometimes.

[It's kind of super-embarrassing, why is he such a weenie.]

...M-medibay? [His voice is a squeak.]

M-m-m-muh- M-maybe we can just-! Get. Get a medic. To- to come here instead?

[Don't make him go there, there's injured people there!]

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[planate]

Hey, it's okay!

[he gives mayday's hand a gentle squeeze.] I was there recently, there's not many bots laid up and they just cleaned the place!

[okay that's a little fib but]

I'll go with you, you can have your optics off the entire time.

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[scaredybot]

[His bottom lip is actually trembling in a pout]

But- but-

[Go see a doctor, or live with a face-shield that has been permanently rendered permeable to the air around him?]

I, um. Don't think I can walk.

[He grips onto Pipes's hand as tight as he can, which isn't especially tight. There was a time he would have flinched away from that much contact, but he's actually mellowed out a little about touching. Especially when he knows the toucher has just bathed.]

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[planate]

Well, you don't look that heavy... I think I can--

[he hooks one arm under mayday's back kibble and the other under his legs, hefting him up.]

Gotcha! Light as a feather!

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[scaredybot]

[Mayday gives a shy squeak as Pipes picks him up, the world spinning for a moment as his misaligned gyros react to the moment.

Then he gives Pipes a wobbly little smile of thanks and tucks up his long gangly legs so they don't drag on the ground or anything.

The small drops away with a yelp as he notices another nitrodeer staring at them from a few meters away.

Mayday stares.

The deer stares.

Mayday relaxes a touch.]

...they're actually kind of cute. Y'know. For something potentially riddled with diseases.

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[planate]

See! I didn't detect anything on them when I was holding that one earlier. I think you can find one that's clean enough. Or likes water.

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[scaredybot]

I still don't see why they have to gather under my house.

[He crosses his arms and pouts.]

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[planate]

Maybe they could sense that you actually super secretly like them.

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[scaredybot]

Wh-wha-what?! I do not! I hate them! I think they're terrible! Awful! Kind of cute...

[Pouting intensifies!]

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[planate]

I never said you hated them.

[he laughs, nudging mayday gently.]

Cute, disease ridden beasties, right?

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[scaredybot]

I said I hate them! And I do! A lot! Completely!

[...okay, maybe he doesn't hate them. But that doesn't mean he has to admit it!

He huffs maturely, though he grins a little at the nudge.]

Let's just- let's just... Go. To that place.

[Shudder!]

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[planate]

I believe you~

[GOD MAYDAY YOU TSUN]

We should be there soon. Do you know Ratchet or First Aid? They're from the same universe I am and they're here. Super nice, fantastic medics. There's another one but I haven't really spoken to her...

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[scaredybot]

[TSUN FOR TINY DEER]

Oh, um, no. Not really, no. I haven't exactly been... talking much. With people. Anyone. Except by accident.

I mean, not that I don't want to talk to people! It's just. Mostly I bumped into people sometimes and then I sort of talk to them but I'm not really good at talking to them and-

So. Medics! Haha. Right.

[He rambles when he's nervous, too.]

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[planate]

It's okay, I think you'll like them. Ratchet's a bit grump but First Aid is really nice!

[a pause. he just remembered first aid's missing an arm.]

But! If you're really nervous you can keep your optics closed and I'll lead you to the right place. You'll be back outside before you know it!

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[scaredybot]

K-keep my optics off?

[That could be a brilliant idea! Or it could be a terrible idea as he is left to imagine all the horrors around him. He's not sure which.

Still, he gives Pipes a weak smile and shuts off his optics.]

Th-thanks.

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[planate]

There you go.

[he nudges him again.]

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[scaredybot]

[So many indignant noises!

But also smiling.

You done good, Pipes.]

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[planate]

[SO CUTE

the deer that is

n-not mayday]

We're almost there... you might want to off your optics.

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[scaredybot]

O-okay!

[Optics firmly off! And he throws an arm over his face shield for good measure.

It wouldn't actually help much. It's a very skinny arm.

He may be trembling. Just a little bit. So brave.]