On Upcoming Things

[sentryslinger]

You know, Miss Mundane, I'm glad you're all excited about this visitation business, but don't you think you've got enough on your plate these days?

I do too, of course, given these robots we're fightin'. It might just be a game to you, but it's a job for the rest of us. And believe you me, I do take my job seriously.

Comments

[not_onyourside]

Too seriously. You should learn to relax mon ami.

[He can help with that. See him lounging all languidly across your back? Helping.]

[sentryslinger]

[That's not helping, Spy. He'll tell you that by sighing and brushing you off as nicely as possible. Got to be a gentleman, after all.]

There's a time to relax and there's a time to get to work, Spy. My mundane just needs to learn the difference.

[not_onyourside]

Oh do not be like zhat. Let her have some fun.

[And let Spy have some fun while you're at it.]

[sentryslinger]

She can have time for fun once she's done with work.

[That goes for you, too. Do some work instead of lounging around like a lazy cat.]

[not_onyourside]

Or she could have fun now and worry about work later. Honestly, why are you saboutaging everyzzing?

[Hey, that's in his job description. Probably. Maybe. He can't read it.]

[sentryslinger]

I've just got her best interests at heart.

[Engie would explain your job description to you, but he's pretty sure you'd be doing all that catlike lounging while he's doing it. That's no good.]

[not_onyourside]

I zhink you have your best interests at heart. You may be all work and no play but zhat does not mean she has to be.

[You could explain it while he lounges and you skritch his tummy.]

[sentryslinger]

You cut me to the quick, Spy! I'm not all work and no play. I just know there's a time for everything.

[not_onyourside]

I do not believe you.

[He folds his arms. Better prove it.]

[sentryslinger]

I didn't expect you would, since you seem to be all play and no work.

[He sees your game, Spy, and two can play it.]

[not_onyourside]

[Oh he is offended good sir!]

Zhat ees an entirely baseless accusation. I just happen to enjoy my work.

[sentryslinger]

And what part do you enjoy most? The part where you stab fellers like me in the back, where you sap my machines, or where you stretch yourself out like a cat in a beam of sunshine and take a nap?

[not_onyourside]

[The nap part.]

Zhe parts where I get to play wez all your toys while stealing zhings.

[But mostly naps.]

[sentryslinger]

I had a feeling that'd be it.

[And that's why he keeps all his little gizmos and tinkerings tucked away when you're around.]

[not_onyourside]

Better zhat zhan zhe stabbing part.

And I will have you know I very rarely nap on zhe job.

[sentryslinger]

I'd say you're not supposed to be nappin' on the job at all, but it does keep you out of my hair for a while.

[When you're not napping on his sentry.]

[not_onyourside]

Do you even have hair under zhat hardhat?

[TIME TO LOOK FOR HIMSELF.]

[sentryslinger]

[He puts a hand on his helmet. He'd like to keep that on, thanks.]

It's a figure of speech.

[not_onyourside]

{Why must you ruin everything?]

Eef you say so.

[sentryslinger]

[Because he's a funkiller. Then again, he supposes Spy wasn't going to hurt anything. He was just curious, or probably bored. Maybe a little of both.

He's not letting you have the helmet, but he'll take it off himself.]

The answer is no.

[not_onyourside]

[Probably a good idea since once Spy gets his hands on it it's his forever.]

Zhen I shall never be 'een your hair' as you put eet, so I can visit you more often!

[sentryslinger]

Did ya miss the part where I said it was a figure of speech? I don't have to have hair for you to be in it.

[not_onyourside]

Hmf.

You should be honored I grace you wez my presence.

[sentryslinger]

If I'm honest, I consider myself lucky if we make it through more than a minute of conversation without you tryin' to mess with one of my contraptions.

[not_onyourside]

I have not touched a single one so far today and I am insulted by your accusation.