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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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[perfavore]

[Oh he heard that.]

Scusi? Is there something you wish to...how you say..."share with the class?"

... I don't think there's a word capable of describing the noise I just made.

[stabbywheelfeet]

About which part?

[lookatmyguns]

'Red one with the bizarre accent' sounds about right.

[He doesn't find this funny, nope.]

;aldkj I couldn't resist

[perfavore]

[Sideswipe you better get back over to the worst-child-corner cause Mirage is none-too-happy by your comments.]

I'll let you decide which one takes top priority.

it was a good noise!

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He knows. Hence the shit-eating-grin on his face.]

In that case, I'll go with your identity crisis. The whole which-name-is-yours business.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Not fond of him, old man?

;A; omg yay

[perfavore]

[A gold-tipped finger shoots out, merely inches away from the Corvette's face. And right behind that hand? Two narrowed blue optics.]

Do not call me by this 'Dino'. I am Mirage.

[It sounds more elegant~]

Unless you would prefer to be called 'Rollerskates'.

\o/

[stabbywheelfeet]

[He leans his head back, still smirking, before leaning to one side of it.]

Did I say I wanted to call you that? I just figured it was easier to use both -- you know, in case some human got confused.

[ sdhfjskd what.]

... My feet are not skates.

[perfavore]

The humans will learn. I have heard they are quite the...adaptive species.

[A slightly humored chuckle.]

They are oddly reminiscent.

[lookatmyguns]

[This old man can toss you from one block to another, punk.]

I like him just fine.

He's just a stubborn little bugger, that's all.

[stabbywheelfeet]

So Optimus says. Or lectures.

[He tilts his head.]

Does this mean you've been admiring my feet?

[stabbywheelfeet]

And you're one to talk about stubborn.

[perfavore]

[He leans back this time, an 'eyebrow' perked.]

Perdon, but there is difference in admiration and...observation.

[lookatmyguns]

And just what is that supposed to mean?

[stabbywheelfeet]

I know. That's why I said you were admiring.

[perfavore]

[Mirage could just slap this boy upside the head, but he's far too classy for that.]

The only admiration I have for you is for your longevity, idiota.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Hey, admiration is admiration.

Maybe one day you'll even learn from my stunning example.

[perfavore]

Yes, do tell how it was I who saved your tailpipe on that scouting mission.

Stunning example.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Oh, that was one time.

[perfavore]

Be grateful it was not Ironhide who came to your rescue.

[stabbywheelfeet]

You say that like he's not used to it by now.

... Or. Was used to it, I suppose.

[perfavore]

[Mirage is silent for awhile, as if giving a slight moment-of-silence.]

It is up to me to look after you then. I can see no other way to keep you from trouble.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Yeah, he doesn't... want to think about that very hard. So. Subject change. Sort of.]

What, you don't trust me to do it myself? Or is this just an excuse to spend more time with me, hm?

[perfavore]

[Yes, let us talk about your incompetence, Sides! It's one of his favourite topics.

There's a rather large hand gesture he starts 'checking his nails'.]

It is far more of the former than the latter, mio amico.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Hey, anything's better than talking about Dark of the Moon.]

Whatever you need to say to convince yourself, gorgeous.

[Because that's totally how these nickname things work, right?]