[voice | private to Knock Out]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Dude. Are you busy? You can't be busy. Not right now, cause you are gonna love this.

Mystery Science Theatre 3000. Box sets. And it gets better---I think they're all here. All of them.

Where are you?

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[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro is reduced to enraged, red-faced flailing and barely intelligible promises to weld Knock Out's face to his butt. Also swatting at that finger.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Because Sam has the luxury of knowing Knock Out's insinuations are, in actuality, entirely unwarranted, she's free to bark a laugh before clapping a hand over her mouth.]

[This is a little like watching someone holding a tiny, furious ferret.]

[automobileenthusiast]

[Ooooh Knock Out's having FUN with this.]

Are you sure you're not interested? You're getting awfully defensive.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Okay, Hiro is out, climbing up your arm to try and shimmy down that way, muttering furiously to himself, something along the lines of so GROSS and she's like THIRTY]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Still busy cracking up as quietly as she can. Flawless, Knock Out. She's never seen Hiro so steamed.]

[automobileenthusiast]

[if you wanna get down little dude KO isn't going to stop you you probably left shoe prints on his paint anyway.]

I'm going to count this as a win.

[diagnosispuberty]

[betch u THOT Hiro's gonna be climbing up steadily towards your head, K.O., clearly bent on some mischief.]

Your butt's a win.

[10_20_15_5_50]

I expect that's going to be counted as a compliment, but still should say: Hiro, what did I tell you about antagonizing giant robots?

[automobileenthusiast]

[nooOOO LITTLE DUDE Knock Out's going to make a grab at you do go to his ffffaaace]

You know, I think Breakdown would agree with him.

[KO's butt is a win 8)]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Little dude is like a TINY INSECT and will cling to one of the spiky things on your face. And make gagging noises because ewwwww, he did not need to know that about Breakdown.

Then, to Sam:] This one isn't gonna try to squish me though, right?

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam's answer is a non-commital noise and a seesawing 'so-so' gesture.]

I'm not so sure.

[LIES. but children are for teasing]

[automobileenthusiast]

[Knock Out will just caaarefully try to pry Hiro off of his face GET OF KID]

It's tempting, especially if he's leaving footprints all over my frame.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Noooo, clinging on with noodle arms.]

My feet are SO CLEAN.

[10_20_15_5_50]

That does very little to balance out your bad decision-making, dude. Get off of his face.

[automobileenthusiast]

[DON'T CLING or Knock Out will tug your little arms off (not rly)]

Better do what the lady says, or I really will lock you in my trunk.

[diagnosispuberty]

[Not his arms! He needs those!

Have a look, Sam. Such betrayal.] Fine, fine. Just...just don't drop me, okay? I don't bounce.

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Betrayal her ass, Hiro, it was established months ago that you are not to antagonize giant alien robots. That's Sam's job.]

Thanks, Knock Out---and Hiro, be cool.

[Bloody nuisance as you can sometimes be, you're safe enough. If you weren't, Sam wouldn't be idly looking on.]

[automobileenthusiast]

Oh, I wouldn't drop you. I'd be the one that would have to clean it up, after all.

[What he IS going to do is eeever so gently set Hiro down next to Sam and hope she gives him a wedgie.]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Hiro's gonna back away enough that getting stepped on isn't an option, thanks, and scowl up at grouchy robot.]

Point taken, jeez. Chill, dude.

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Sam steps back to stand beside Hiro... and noogie him briefly. It is, of course, an affectionate gesture, and also a veiled assurance; there's really nothing to fear, here, even if he really ought to mind his manners more.]

I'm glad you can break from tormenting each other long enough to give someone else a shot. That said, Gremlins could come uncomfortably close to home. Shall we see, or what?

[automobileenthusiast]

I'm game. Let's go somewhere more comfortable, hm?

[He's just gonna strut his shiny ass outside and transform into his shiny car alt mode. Hop in nerds]

[diagnosispuberty]

[Get in losers, they're going shopping. Hiro's going to run ahead and slide into the driver's seat, because it's the only time he really can, when there's no chance of him actually operating a vehicle. He WILL try to honk the horn, though.]

Hurry up, Sam!

[10_20_15_5_50]

And you didn't want to ride in his alt.

[Sam shakes her head but walks around to Knock Out's passenger side, seating herself so that she's facing out of the cab. Why? To knock her feet together a few times and, ideally, avoid tracking any pebbles or grit into the doc's interior. Riding in someone doesn't seem too terribly strange these days, but it's still the sort of thing a person ought to be polite about. Shoes as clean as they're going to get, Sam shifts about to face frontward and buckles up before pausing to try and eye everything.]

You are so friggin' fancy.

[:D]

[automobileenthusiast]

[BEEP BEEP BEEP Yes the horn works THANK YOU HIRO]

Stop touching things!

[Yeah he's having second thoughts about offering a ride to THAT KID but at least Sam is being polite. AND complimenting him, that's a plus. He makes this exasperated sigh noise but seems to be over Hiro beeping him]

Why, thank you, dear~ I wouldn't settle for less than the best.

[diagnosispuberty]

[JFC THAT'S LOUD fortunately Hiro's gotten that out of his system and even remembers to buckle his seatbelt, sitting back and mercifully not touching anything else. Though of course, he looks around appreciatively.]

What kinda all-terrain action can you handle?