It was certainly a surprise to him, Pipes, if that's any consolation. Especially when you had no plans on even entering and suddenly you're nominated by what can only be a considerable amount of people (Or everyone just voted for themselves and the Shockwaves tipped the scales). His eyes cast down to the smaller bot, silently a little amused at his crown size.

His eyes follow the bot's finger, then up to his ear, where he somewhat sheepishly starts to remove it. Maybe...that was a better idea, honestly. Taking it off, he leans over, holding it out to him.

"I think it would definitely fit you better, Pipes. You seem to be...struggling with that one."

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"Congratulations on Prom Queen."