EP0.5 - Helicopter Mom [Closed]
Feb 4, 2012 0:03:23 GMT -5
Post by steele on Feb 4, 2012 0:03:23 GMT -5
Dipper was never quite a fan of heights. Matter of fact, he didn't like them at all. It wasn't that he was actually afraid of them. More accurately, he was afraid of falling. Which is what made working on the security arrays high above in the cliffs surrounding the base especially horrible. Unfortunately, this job was left up to Dipper.
He had noticed issues with the arrays earlier on that morning. He felt that perhaps since he noticed some of the issues with them that he should be the one to fix them. And that explained why he had scaled the side of the cliff with nothing more than a lead, his tool box, and his repeated "Ihateheights" mantra. It should have been an easy fix.
It wasn't an easy fix.
Oh! Dipper recognized that he was essentially fate's favourite butt monkey. The universe seemed to enjoy attaching a kick-me sign to his back. And that's exactly what happened. All it took was him just reaching the top of the cliff only to slip on some loose stones to send him tumbling backwards and off the cliff. There was only one thing that was holding on to him. Something that had managed to wrap around his ankle causing him to dangle helplessly upside down in midair - his lead.
And that was where he was for the last three hours. Struggling.
The energon rushing to his helm was starting to make him feel rather dizzy. He was hesitant to call for help. Dipper knew that Prime would probably order Ratchet to weld him to the floor. He certainly didn't want that.
In that moment, Dipper had simply whimpered, "I *hate* heights...."
He had noticed issues with the arrays earlier on that morning. He felt that perhaps since he noticed some of the issues with them that he should be the one to fix them. And that explained why he had scaled the side of the cliff with nothing more than a lead, his tool box, and his repeated "Ihateheights" mantra. It should have been an easy fix.
It wasn't an easy fix.
Oh! Dipper recognized that he was essentially fate's favourite butt monkey. The universe seemed to enjoy attaching a kick-me sign to his back. And that's exactly what happened. All it took was him just reaching the top of the cliff only to slip on some loose stones to send him tumbling backwards and off the cliff. There was only one thing that was holding on to him. Something that had managed to wrap around his ankle causing him to dangle helplessly upside down in midair - his lead.
And that was where he was for the last three hours. Struggling.
The energon rushing to his helm was starting to make him feel rather dizzy. He was hesitant to call for help. Dipper knew that Prime would probably order Ratchet to weld him to the floor. He certainly didn't want that.
In that moment, Dipper had simply whimpered, "I *hate* heights...."