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thefolder2013-07-03 06:58 pm
wheeljackofalltrades) wrote in thefolder2013-07-03 06:58 pm
If you can't adapt, you'll rust. [Closed]
Who: Wheeljack & Bulkhead
What: Arcee tells Wheeljack to make amends with Bulkhead. And finally stops running away from him/them.
When: Post-battle
Where: Out on the sidewalk, where else?
Arcee told him to try. And Wheeljack, knowing full well when he was in the wrong, despite his reluctance to admit it, said he would. Granted, it was underneath the disguise of a bet, but it was one he knew that both of them weren't going to take seriously. The bot had always remained distant from the other members of the team until recently. When he arrived, Arcee pushed him away, and he in turn remained curt with Bulkhead. It wasn't a family, it was three soldiers in the same predicament.
That is, until Arcee and Wheeljack both extended a proverbial hand in friendship. And maybe have given each other advice. Some that he should probably put to work. So when he calls Bulkhead saying he wants to meet at the same spot he was at the day he got burgers, well...
He brought burgers. Eating had become something of an everyday thing for him, whether he knew it or not.
It made things easier. He just wished he knew how to say what desperately needed to be said. Maybe it'd come to him. You, on the other hand, was scampering in the grass from a distance, where he kept a close watch on her.
When did things get to be this complicated?
What: Arcee tells Wheeljack to make amends with Bulkhead. And finally stops running away from him/them.
When: Post-battle
Where: Out on the sidewalk, where else?
Arcee told him to try. And Wheeljack, knowing full well when he was in the wrong, despite his reluctance to admit it, said he would. Granted, it was underneath the disguise of a bet, but it was one he knew that both of them weren't going to take seriously. The bot had always remained distant from the other members of the team until recently. When he arrived, Arcee pushed him away, and he in turn remained curt with Bulkhead. It wasn't a family, it was three soldiers in the same predicament.
That is, until Arcee and Wheeljack both extended a proverbial hand in friendship. And maybe have given each other advice. Some that he should probably put to work. So when he calls Bulkhead saying he wants to meet at the same spot he was at the day he got burgers, well...
He brought burgers. Eating had become something of an everyday thing for him, whether he knew it or not.
It made things easier. He just wished he knew how to say what desperately needed to be said. Maybe it'd come to him. You, on the other hand, was scampering in the grass from a distance, where he kept a close watch on her.
When did things get to be this complicated?
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But that was all in the past now. Arcee had forgiven him, or it seemed like it at least. And Bulkhead, well, his opinion was out in the open now.
"I woulda had a good reason, Bulk. I know what she means to ya."