[sometimes when people drink a lot, they have the decency to fall into recharge to sleep it off. optimus is not one of these people.]
Helloooo! I saw you almost come into the bar earlier! [like five hours ago at this point. he sounds, uh. jolly, to put it politely.] I think we would've made a really great team, it was a fun game! Was it because of that Megatron, though? I get it, he's so annoying and I'm not even allowed to put him on a shelf or something because that would probably start a fight...
You should definitely come if we play again, though, I think it's... uh... team work. Good to practice. Or some other equally Prime-y thing I'm supposed to say.
[Optimus hadn't actually fallen into recharge yet, but it was a near thing. He gave a shake to rouse himself before making a short rasp of a laugh]
Hello, Optimus. Still having fun, are you?
[He decides to sidestep most of what was said, although he feels unexpectedly touched at the declarations]
Are you still there? I can make my way there to accompany you, if the others have left.
[Meaning Megatron. If Megatron had left. He gets a repeat of the sour twist of irritation that had made him leave in the first place, but it can be ignored for now.]
[there is a pause, during which optimus is presumably looking around the bar. only a couple stragglers in here at this time-- he'll maybe feel mortified for disturbing his counterpart so late when he's sober.]
Ye-eees, just me and some Vehicons. Who are giving me the strangest look right now.
[the way he says this implies it's an attempted stage whisper, which is just said at the same volume as everything else he's saying.]
I thought I'd stay behind and do some work while I was comfortable here, but as it would turn out the drinks were quite a bit... more than what I expected them to be. Lovely, though!
[Optimus laughs again, a much less restricted and much more amused sound. When he speaks, there's a smile in his voice]
I see. Best give them somebody else to give strange looks at, instead. I will be there shortly.
[He leaves his room with its broken light and heads to the bar, where he quickly spots the tower of inebriation. He makes his way over and slides into a seat beside his counterpart. His mask is firmly in place, but his finials twitch in the way that communicates a smile]
You decided to do work after all that? That sounds like some sort of idea. Although I cannot say it was a bad one, if it ended up this way.
[when his counterpart enters, optimus looks down at his comm with a squint, then back up at him while he's moving into the seat. he looks slightly confused about how this conversation, which was on the screen a few seconds ago, is now in person. when he finally clocks what's going on, his own finials go bolt upright.]
I will always decide to do work, there's always something that needs doing. Oh, some of these reports are self-inflicted, but I like writing them. That is a "life hack" [he almost smacks himself in the face with his own hand as he does the bunny ears.] as some of the organics say. If you need something to do, there is a report to be written and about a thousand things you can look up to corroborate the information. It's useful.
[and he will die on this hill, sober, even when he's told again that they don't need to be several hundred pages long. he's not using them for any other reason other than to learn and research, thank you. he gives his smaller counterpart a pat on the shoulder (this time not almost hitting anyone in the face, as he concentrates on it greatly) with a hand that almost swamps the poor guy.]
[Optimus's optics narrow in another smile. He can certainly understand the impulse to distract yourself with busywork, if not the specifics. There are potential tripwires lying in the direction of that train of thought, which he easily parkours over with the ease of long practice. Not today, sad thoughts]
[He leans just a bit into the pat, even laughing a little at how much larger than his shoulder his counterpart's hand is]
Should I stand in for one of your friends and ask if you occasionally do other things you might enjoy more, as well? Or would it be better if we just agreed I said that and move on?
Oh, friends! [he says in a tone and a bright laugh that makes him sound about seven million years younger, if optimus had any doubts on just how wrecked the guy is, despite him seemingly managing to keep it together relatively well. relatable, right?] I have do plenty on my own, like looking up hortichultural stuff for Megatron and putting together data packets for the Terrans and sometimes I wave to Velocity in the hallway.
[it's too bad he's twatted right now, or he might realise saying aloud he doesn't actually really ever do anything just for himself. if he was sober, he might have this grim realisation then do the rational thing and turn it around on his little counterpart, whom he would immediately know is likely doing the same thing.
anyway, seeing as this conversation is now in person, he can put his comm device away. let's just close this messaging app and shut it down...
the smaller optimus's comm starts buzzing with messages that were as of yet unsent, that on inspection are a result of his taller counterpart failing to switch messaging windows when he was typing away before he'd opted to call. he might want to read them, or he might want to pay attention to the fact optimus the larger has just thrown back a drink that was apparently one too many, as he shutters his optics a few times, finials moving up and down, then goes down face first on the table with a thump and scattering of glass.]
elita is going back to her room 🚪 now can you go and check-in on her and do not tell hashtagor twitch ❌❌🤖🤖
I havefound something that might interest of you 🪴🪴🪴 [attached to the message is an image of a poster that says "i don't have thyme for that"]
this one is for you megatron: you make my spark skip a beet likethe human vegetable but also beat rotation 🌟🌟🌟
You CANNOT tell her I ate a couple of the ping pong balls 🏓 when she wasn't looking
it would be nice to have Fun™️ when i get back but unfortunately i think if i satnad up i am going to purge 🤢🤢🤢 so pass on that one. di dyou as i don't remember. either way
[and then finally, the most recent:]
i think the small one can tell report. outlier? 🚛❓
audio, a truly indecent hour, un primetime
Helloooo! I saw you almost come into the bar earlier! [like five hours ago at this point. he sounds, uh. jolly, to put it politely.] I think we would've made a really great team, it was a fun game! Was it because of that Megatron, though? I get it, he's so annoying and I'm not even allowed to put him on a shelf or something because that would probably start a fight...
You should definitely come if we play again, though, I think it's... uh... team work. Good to practice. Or some other equally Prime-y thing I'm supposed to say.
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Hello, Optimus. Still having fun, are you?
[He decides to sidestep most of what was said, although he feels unexpectedly touched at the declarations]
Are you still there? I can make my way there to accompany you, if the others have left.
[Meaning Megatron. If Megatron had left. He gets a repeat of the sour twist of irritation that had made him leave in the first place, but it can be ignored for now.]
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Ye-eees, just me and some Vehicons. Who are giving me the strangest look right now.
[the way he says this implies it's an attempted stage whisper, which is just said at the same volume as everything else he's saying.]
I thought I'd stay behind and do some work while I was comfortable here, but as it would turn out the drinks were quite a bit... more than what I expected them to be. Lovely, though!
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I see. Best give them somebody else to give strange looks at, instead. I will be there shortly.
[He leaves his room with its broken light and heads to the bar, where he quickly spots the tower of inebriation. He makes his way over and slides into a seat beside his counterpart. His mask is firmly in place, but his finials twitch in the way that communicates a smile]
You decided to do work after all that? That sounds like some sort of idea. Although I cannot say it was a bad one, if it ended up this way.
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I will always decide to do work, there's always something that needs doing. Oh, some of these reports are self-inflicted, but I like writing them. That is a "life hack" [he almost smacks himself in the face with his own hand as he does the bunny ears.] as some of the organics say. If you need something to do, there is a report to be written and about a thousand things you can look up to corroborate the information. It's useful.
[and he will die on this hill, sober, even when he's told again that they don't need to be several hundred pages long. he's not using them for any other reason other than to learn and research, thank you. he gives his smaller counterpart a pat on the shoulder (this time not almost hitting anyone in the face, as he concentrates on it greatly) with a hand that almost swamps the poor guy.]
Thank you.
no subject
[He leans just a bit into the pat, even laughing a little at how much larger than his shoulder his counterpart's hand is]
Should I stand in for one of your friends and ask if you occasionally do other things you might enjoy more, as well? Or would it be better if we just agreed I said that and move on?
no subject
[it's too bad he's twatted right now, or he might realise saying aloud he doesn't actually really ever do anything just for himself. if he was sober, he might have this grim realisation then do the rational thing and turn it around on his little counterpart, whom he would immediately know is likely doing the same thing.
anyway, seeing as this conversation is now in person, he can put his comm device away. let's just close this messaging app and shut it down...
the smaller optimus's comm starts buzzing with messages that were as of yet unsent, that on inspection are a result of his taller counterpart failing to switch messaging windows when he was typing away before he'd opted to call. he might want to read them, or he might want to pay attention to the fact optimus the larger has just thrown back a drink that was apparently one too many, as he shutters his optics a few times, finials moving up and down, then goes down face first on the table with a thump and scattering of glass.]
elita is going back to her room 🚪 now can you go and check-in on her and do not tell hashtagor twitch ❌❌🤖🤖
I havefound something that might interest of you 🪴🪴🪴 [attached to the message is an image of a poster that says "i don't have thyme for that"]
this one is for you megatron: you make my spark skip a beet
likethe human vegetable but also beat rotation 🌟🌟🌟
You CANNOT tell her I ate a couple of the ping pong balls 🏓 when she wasn't looking
it would be nice to have Fun™️ when i get back but unfortunately i think if i satnad up i am going to purge 🤢🤢🤢 so pass on that one. di dyou as i don't remember. either way
[and then finally, the most recent:]
i think the small one can tell report. outlier? 🚛❓