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[stabbywheelfeet]

What's with the sudden interest in Mirage all of the sudden?

... Dino.

Whatever his name is. You know who I mean. The red one with the bizarre accent. Difficult enough finding anyone from my "universe", let alone someone with barely three lines and no sense of style.

I mean, really. A Ferrari? That just screams for attention.

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[stabbywheelfeet]

[... he half-wonders if the other 'bot is drunk somehow. That makes total sense. Yep.]

'Loosen up', huh? Now that? I've got to see.

[He shrugs.]

I'm gorgeous, and fantastic in combat. What's not to want?

[perfavore]

[Now this was amusing Mirage. He can tell on your face exactly what you're thinking, and that you're TRYING to find a reasonable explanation for this. But he's not done just yet. Now? Now he disappears, using that cloaking ability of his. But that doesn't stop him from placing a hand under his chin, turning it this wan and that.]

Ah, mia bella~, you speak truths. Shame it is tainted by your ego.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[That's not fair.]

[He looks annoyed at the disappearing act, for as long as it takes the hand to find his chin. Then his head jerks up a little, though he doesn't pull away.]

So... you've been noticing? Is that what you're saying? [A beat.] ... it's not ego if it's true, though.

[perfavore]

[Hey, you never specified rules for this game. He'll play how he wants. And...maybe it wasn'tso hard to play this game either. Mirage loomed even closer, and if the Corvette listened, he could judge the distance in inches.]

You don't need to impress me~

[That hand runs down Sideswipe's neckline]

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Not... what he expected. Then again, it's not unwelcome, either.]

[He just tilts his head in response to Mirage's hand, looking amused.]

I can see that now. You should have said so sooner.

[perfavore]

[The look is mutual, although you can't really see it on Mirage. He gives a chuckle before smacking the bot upside the head again, coming into view.]

Ahahaha! You never cease to amuse me.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He swats at him, sputtering.]

You know, the humans have another saying. I think it's appropriate all of the sudden. Especially for you.

[perfavore]

[The bot just keeps chuckling, playfully fighting off those swats.]

And what is that?

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He just keeps on swatting at him, though whether he's actually trying to hit him or not is up for debate.]

You're an asshole.

[Though he grins while he says it.]

[perfavore]

[Mirage's wings twitch, almost in delight at that. Oh Sideswipe, you're adorable.]

Is more fun that way.

[And he catches one of those hands midswat by the wrist.]

[stabbywheelfeet]

Is it? I wouldn't know. Seeing as how I'm so charming all the time.

[His hand flails around, and he tugs -- but really? He's not trying very hard to get away.]

[perfavore]

Perhaps the capacity to be. Whether you are or not is a different story.

[He can tell. When you want to get away from something, Sides, you put a little bit more effort into it. Thankfully your feet are wheels. He just pulls forward to wheel you right into his other arm.

Hello.]

[stabbywheelfeet]

It's not a story if it's true. I'm always charming.

[Those wheels are a blessing and a curse. He has the grace to look a little peeved as he's scooted forward, though -- but yeah, he doesn't put up a fuss.]

... And unless you've suddenly developed a new way of being annoyed... you seem to agree.

[perfavore]

[Those wings perk up slightly, pivoting around as Mirage himself remains motionless. Sideswipe was infuriating, yes, but he DID have other qualities. Some of them positive.]

This is what gets you in trouble.

[His eyes glint as he says that.]

il dio mio... You planned this.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Me being charming? I don't see how that could possibly get me into trouble.

[He grins, looking as innocent as he possibly can.]

Why, I have no idea what you're talking about!

[perfavore]

Like the last time when Decepticons trapped you? I am certain they did not find you as charming as some of us.

[Those eyes narrow.]

Bastardo. You know exactly what.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Decepticons don't count. They wouldn't know charming if it bit them.

[Still grinning.]

And yet, you're still here.

[perfavore]

[The hand lets go of his wrist, moving up to his helm.]

Tell that to my processor. I have had quite a few...interesting interactions with them.

And you do not seem bothered by this, or my approach earlier.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Interesting? Do we need to have you scanned for viruses?

[He shrugs a little.]

Is there a reason I should be bothered?

[perfavore]

Barricade seems to need it the most, not myself.

[He tilts his head, a little teasingly.]

You are enamoured by me, il mio caro.

[stabbywheelfeet]

And that's disgusting. Really. That's probably the last thing I ever wanted to hear in my entire life.

[You know that grin humans call a "shit-eating-grin"? That would be the look on his face.]

Attracted. There's a difference.

[perfavore]

Do not be so sure. Starscream as well.

[See? Things CAN get worse!

Ahhh, that grin he knows so well.]

Difference being?

[stabbywheelfeet]

Augh. Thank you. Thank you so much. The mood is ruined.

[He fails his hands around, to express this point.]

Enamored implies a lot more than just liking watching your aft.

[perfavore]

[Another chuckle as he gives a slight push, letting go of the bot.]

I think you watch a lot more than that~

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He rolls forward, one hand on a hip.]

Why? Your backside is the only part of you worth watching.