[ti]Ep 3[/ti]Juvenile Delinquency [Bumblebee] Dec 1, 2019 1:02:12 GMT -5
Post by Carbine on Dec 1, 2019 1:02:12 GMT -5
Episode 3 | Week 1 | Day 2
Feeding into Miko's psychosis could have its boons.
Humor her with grotesque Police stories of murderers and the aftermath of violent encounters that may or may not be completely fabricated to entertain her, letting her play with Bolo and sit on his shoulders as he meandered around confused, straight up throwing her into the air like some kind of incredibly irresponsible fair ride... It was only a few of the things Carbine did to get on her good side, and today? It landed him with an absolute score of potential contraband.
Miko had her own connections, she was in detention MORE than enough times to get an in with the less than good crowd. A bit of bartering and laughs later, a crummy three dollar duffel bag, and a smuggle endeavor back into the base later, and Carbine suddenly found himself the proud owner of a bag full of fireworks that may or may not be entirely legal in this particular sector of the states.
Now, human sized fireworks weren't exactly something to call home about excited. They were relatively small, and limited in their capabilities. Even Miko with all her connections couldn’t hope to get hold of an actual ROCKET used for those huge displays she told him about. This haul was mostly composed of roman candles, a couple fountains, smoke bombs, ground spinners, and a variety of aerial repeaters. When scaled compared to a Cybertronian's size, they were really small and kind of sad, but that just meant more chaos could ensue. While humans may point a roman candle at a friend... a Cybertronian could pinch grab an aerial repeater in their fingertips and shoot their friends with rockets meant for the sky.
This was a perfect opportunity to try to get Squeakers feeling better.
Bumblebee had been such a mopey little slag since he was cured. Carbine could understand it, he had shot Optimus and made a huge mess, but he was fine now right? They were both cured. The last Energon test Carbine had done came back with the all clear for the millionth time, so their little yellow scout had to be no different. It somewhat helped Carbines view of him even, knowing he had been ill, knowing he was mentally skewed when he attacked Bolo and in turn got attacked in response.
It honestly pretty much fixed that scenario.
But while Carbine had moved on with his life, Bumblebee didn’t seem to be, and with this in mind, and a bag of explosives in hand, Carbine strode down the hallway to the personal quarters with determination. He stopped in front of Bumblebee's door, re-counted the doors to make CERTAIN it was Bee's, since he didn't want to mess with Arcee or anyone else, before he chuckled lowly.
To Bumblebee, he would hear the faint muffle of footfalls, an ominous quiet, and then a sudden door rattling SLAM that was swiftly followed by a muffled cuss.
Carbine had tried to kick the door open, he wanted to be dramatic and just slam in with a heroic stance and a funny quip, but he had part forgotten the doors slid aside rather than worked on a hinge, and he realized if he wanted to move that style of door he had to get a stronger start and use his shoulder. Because of this he grabbed onto his ped with a hiss, the wheel that was mounted behind it lazily spinning from the impact and a faint squeak. It really smarted since he half assed the notion... but hey... he was sure Bee would answer now!