ROOOOOBOT PROOOOM

[rodders]

Who: ALL ROBOTS.
Where: THE FORUM
When: RIGHT THE FUCK NOW
What: ROBOT PROM
Warnings: teenagers making out, galvatron doing his thing, a throwdown between first aid and tarn over sixshot. usual prom shit.


ROBOT PROM

the punch has been spiked, the music is whatever they could scrape together, and there’s bleachers to make out behind. takes place OUTSIDE in the forum so there's plenty of space and people can easily crash it.

prom king is optimus prime, prom queen is pipes.

please behave as irresponsibly as you would at real prom.

comment around, mingle, you all know the drill.

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[imatruck]

Grimlock eventually gives into it, swaying awkwardly from side to side. But eventually he has enough of it.

“Yeaaaaaah, let me show you how you how a dinobot does it.”

The dinobot takes Sideswipe by one arm once he starts doing a shimmy-step on the floor, his hips jangling to his own internal rhythm.

[redshitlord]

"Huh?"

He thought he was doing great! He really did. But he also doesn't protest when Grimlock starts hauling him around. It's sort of fun! He rolls with it, grinning up at the big dinobot.

"You're pretty good!"

[imatruck]

“Dang right I am! Now watch this!”

Grimlock takes Sideswipe by the hips, swinging him around. He's having the time of his life and he owes it all to you.

[redshitlord]

"Wh--"

There's no time to even finish the word. He's startled at first, but, as the swinging goes, it... really doesn't seem so bad. He grips onto Grimlock's arms, wobbling and trying his best to stay upright.

[imatruck]

And Grimlock spins him around a couple more times just because he likes the look on Sideswipe's face when he does it. But he stops, going back to a gentle sway.

“So...what's up with you? You're like different.”

[redshitlord]

He's laughing uncontrollably by the time Grimlock slows them down. Stumbling and leaning into the bigger bot's support.

"Wha?" Oh, right, was he different? "Nothing! I'm -- totally fine. Seriously. Like amazing. Right?"

[imatruck]

Woah there topsy turvy. Grimlock gives a big hug to stabilize the smaller Autobot.

“...wanna run that by me with words this time?”

[redshitlord]

"... huh?"

Grimlock had been speaking. He knew that. He'd heard him clearly. But it was as if the words were water, lost the second he tried to hold onto and make sense of them. So, instead, he's being hugged and staring dazedly up at Grimlock like the dinobot just started speaking in tongues.

"I'm okay! Are... are you okay? 'Cause Grims. Your face? Bud. It's. Huge."

[imatruck]

Woah ok something's clearly wrong. Sideswipe looks like he got hit with a good pile of Decepticons, with about as much sense. He shakes his head, doing what any sensitive bot would do: poke their face.

“My face is always like this...wait a minute, you callin' me ugly?”

[redshitlord]

"No! No, your face is. It's nice! Like always."

And in true drunk dumb child fashion, he lifts his own hand to pat at Grimlock's face. Beaming at him. Oh, yeah. He feels fine. And buzzy.

[imatruck]

“Uh....”

He chuckles, nervous as his face goes a little warm. He never expected Sideswipe, aka Coolbot, to say things like that.

“...you really think that?”

[redshitlord]

"Well, uh. Yeah? I mean. You're great! You're really great! And huge! And you're a good bot!"

There's another pat. This would probably all sound a lot more sincere if he didn't look like he was half-out-of-it. And dangling limply in Grimlock's hold.

[imatruck]

“...uh yeah, you're a good bot too. With a huge...helm. Did you get someone to file that down for you?”

That counts as a compliment on both accounts. Hmmm what would be a responsible thing to do with a drunk Sideswipe.

“...you wanna fight? I'll go easy on ya.”

[redshitlord]

"Nahhhh, it's just. It's just. Detailing. Y'know?"

And cue the confused, wide-eyed blinking. His feet swing back and forth a bit.

"Fight? Why're we -- what'd I do?"

[imatruck]

“Actually I don't.”

Did you expect Grimlock to know something like that? But anyway, onto more important things.

“Yeah! You just...I don't know, you can try to tackle me!”

[redshitlord]

"No? No? How come... how come you don't know?"

He repeats the question a few times, trying to puzzle it out on his own, and failing. He's just sort of leaning and dangling in Grimlock's hold, not even trying to dance or wriggle away anymore.

There's a few slow, confused blinks.

"Why...?"

[imatruck]

“Cause...I unno...I never got it...”

Ok that's weird. Stop trying to fall dude, stay still. The mech gives an awkward pat to the mech. Pat pat.

“Cause it's fun? You sure you ok? You actin' pretty funny...”

[redshitlord]

"I'm fine! Fffffffffffine!"

And he pats back. Right there on Grimlock's face. Pat. Pat. Pat.

"Just. Stop spinning around. Okay, big bot?"

[imatruck]

“Uh. I'm standin right here.”

He linefaces pretty hard.

“That's my face you just touched.”

[redshitlord]

"Yeah? Yeah? Is it...? It's all like. Tough."

Which is meant to be a compliment. Really, it is. He's trying to drunkenly compliment the big Autobot.

Up close and personal.

[imatruck]

“Tough? Hehe, you got me there!”

Tough means he's won a lot of fights, obviously. But then he notices he's really close. Too close.

“...uh, you're in my face.”

[redshitlord]

"Yeah! Yeah, I got you. Right. Here."

Pat. Pat pat.

And then it dawns on him he's... less than a few inches from Grimlock's face and yeah, the guy is really cute. A good bot, too. Good friend, Grim.

Really good.

He's about to get even more in your face, Grimlock. Because this is probably the most fumbling attempt to kiss you there ever was.

[imatruck]

"Thanks..."

Wait. What's happening. Wait his face is coming up to him.

Wait wait no this isn't right. Grimlock experienced very little and this is one of them. The mouth connects and Grimlock freezes. His face becomes a sculpture of confusion and a pinch of enjoyment.

"...uh." His legs finally start working.

"I need to go." And Grimlock transforms, high tailing it out of there.

[redshitlord]

Everything is great. Really, really great. Even if he doesn't... entirely process why it's so great. He just knows there is someone large and warm and attractive holding him up, and this is totally what he saw in every movie ever.

It's great up until Grimlock transforms.

Up until Sideswipe hits the floor and just... sort of lies there in a heap of drunken red confusion.



"Huh?"