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[planate]

Who: pipe and mayday and ???
What: ANOTHER WEENIE DATE
When: grunts
Where: around
Warnings: gay

Pipes was probably not as bothered about the pollen as he should be. He's not in denial about it like he is with several other things - that would involve invalidating the other people involved - but at the same time he's not entirely sure how to deal with it all. Miria had run away when he'd tried to apologise for acting so strangely but... not much he can do about that.

He stands at the bottom of Mayday's elevator, looking up and wondering if he's even doing the right thing. Pipes didn't realise feelings were so hard. He really hopes none of this happens again.

Taking the can tied to string hanging down, Pipes stares at it for a moment then gives it a tug. He's not entirely sure how this works.

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[planate]

"I thought about that! There's a little path leading up. No climbing, but we'll have to walk."

He transforms, skidding to a halt, then holds his hand out. Damn, he's romantic.

[scaredybot]

Pipes is literally the most romantic anyone has ever been to him. Though he hasn't exactly had a lot of romances for comparison.

Flipping to his feet Mayday's face glows a little as he takes Pipes's hand. "Walking is fine."

But please catch him if he trips on a rock with his weak ass ankles.

[planate]

"Good! 'Cause I'm not sure I can carry you and climb at the same time."

Pipes pulls him up, it's gonna be a bit of a walk. Mayday can probably clearly see why Pipes opted not to drive - loose rocks! Oh no!

[scaredybot]

"I don't know," Mayday says, shyly squeezing Pipes's fingers. "You're pretty strong..."

Carried him all the way to the medibay and doesn't afraid of anything. What a cool guy.

The loose rocks make him a little nervous BUT HE'S DETERMINED TO DO THIS. Without making a fool of himself. He'll just... watch his steps. Very carefully. Very very carefully.

[planate]

"Oh, pshaw."

One day, Mayday, one day you will learn Pipes is not that. Possibly today.

"Take your time."

[scaredybot]

It's okay Pipes. You're dating one of the few people on the planet weenier than you, he won't hold that against you.

He will hold onto you tightly, though, as a loose rock slips under his foot and he finds himself toppling over like a bundle of sticks tied with silly string.

"Ah, nuts-!"

Most graceful.

[planate]

"Oof--!"

And because they were holding hands like the disgusting weenies they are, Pipes goes down with him.

You'd think it might end up like an anime, one of them on of of the other, staring soulfully into their optics. Sun glinting off Mayday's visor as Pipes leans in and--

Nope. He swears loudly as his head cracks off a rock.

[scaredybot]

Mayday squawks in alarm, flails, manages to smack Pipes in the face, and comes to a rest sprawled awkwardly over him.

"Oh no! Pipes! I'm sorry are you okay? Are you hurt are you damaged did you knock your brain out of alignment is it slowly going to leak to death oh sweet Allspark please don't die-!"

Somebody is a little prone to dramatics.

[planate]

He's fine. He's fallen over before and there's barely a scratch.

"Mayday."

Pipes watches him flail for a few more seconds.

"Mayday."

[scaredybot]

Mayday's mouth shuts with an audible snap, and he stares at Pipes, he expression of panic dissolving into one of sheepishness.

"Um. I guess I, uh. Got a little. Carried away?"

[planate]

"Yeah buddy, just a bit."

His visor brightens, though, and one could imagine if he had a mouth he'd be smiling.

"Come on, we're almost at the top. Don't wanna miss the sunset."

[scaredybot]

"S-sorry. That, nh, I, uh. Happens. Sometimes."

At least Pipes doesn't seem to be too bothered. He is such a swell guy.

"Right! Missing that would be, um. That thing. A shame. Yes."

How about he just clings to Pipes's arm the rest of the way up?

[planate]

He allows it, patting Mayday's arm as it wraps around his.

"I think we still have a good half hour." he may have allowed for something like this. They're both kinda disasters.

[scaredybot]

They kind of are. Maybe Mayday should make then bubble wrap suits.

"I've never watched a sunset with someone before."

It's such a beautiful cliché, he loves it.

[planate]

"Me neither! That's why I asked you!"

Silly billy! Anyways, they're approaching the edge of the rock. Mayday might notice Pipes has set up a nice little area with some food and seats. He really tried for this one.

[scaredybot]

Well that just makes Mayday feel extra special, and he gently bumps his helm against Pipes's.

"Oh wow!" he says when he sees Pipes's little set up. If he hadn't been glowing before he sure is now. "This is really- it's very-" c'mon brain, finish a sentence. "It's so nice!"

He's definitely going to have to do something special for him later. Pipes is just too good at being a boyfriend.

[planate]

"It is? I mean, I've never done anything like this before. I saw it in one of Rewind's movies."

Rewind is the authority on relationships it's canon.

"C'mon, let's eat. I'm starving."

[scaredybot]

"It's perfect," Mayday says, giving Pipes another little bump.

Then he pulls out a bottle of disinfectant, spritzed a little on his seat and settles down.

"Let's eat!"

[planate]

Pipes is waaay ahead of Mayday. Face down. In a cube. It's going all over his face.

He must've been hungry.

[scaredybot]

Mayday laughs at the display, taking a more sedate pace with his meal.

"Guess you haven't, um, eaten in awhile, huh?" Because if Pipes has eaten recently then he's going to start worrying. It could be tank worms. You can starve to death drowning in fuel with a bad case of tank worms.

Don't die of tank worms, Pipes.

[planate]

"I have, but climbing makes me hungry! So does existential terror!"

HAHA......

[scaredybot]

Mayday stares blankly at Pipes, then slowly tilts his head to one side.

"Existential... Terror?"

[planate]

"Did I say that? I meant... extreme... mirror! I found a mirror! It's so reflective, like more than normal!"

He shoves the rest of the cube into his face and winces awkwardly.

[scaredybot]

"Pipes..." Mayday says softly, brow furrowed and optics wide and pleading. "How does a really reflective mirror make you hungry?"

Oh no maybe it really is tank worms.

[planate]

He continues pouring the cube down his mouth hole, with one hand, drumming the fingers of his other on his knee.

Nope.