Jeff:

*'outside' was a rather relative term, though he figured finding a huge alien robot probably would be a hard thing to do, especially on the base. He poked his head out the door, blinking in the night air, ooh kinda chilly! Oh well, not cold enough to sober him up! He had a few beer bottles with him, for later use, and he tugged his jacket around him closer, chilly!* CRUSHER?!

Bonecrusher:

*outside might be relative, but Bonecrusher makes an effort to be very obvious!  As such, he should be clearly seen down the slope a bit, chilling out with some cubes.  And the cold?  He laughs at such things!*

Jeff:

*Hahaha! There he is, and he skips up to Crusher, a grin on his face. No Bridgette tonight makes Jeff sad, but look! He has his Crusher to keep him happy! :3 *

Bonecrusher:

OH PRIMUS, YER EVEN SKIPPIN'.  *he sighs and takes a long gulp before looking down at the human in mixed exasperation and amusement*  HOW'RE YA, ANYWAYS?

Jeff:

*beams up at him and produces a bottle out of thin air with a cocky grin.* Pretty good. Miss my roommate, though! *gives him a sad look, then opens the bottle and drinks thirstily *

Bonecrusher:

....SORRY?  *doesn't look too sorry, really - he likes  his new room!*  WHAT'VE YOU BEEN UP TO?  OTHER'N MEETIN' REDHEAD FEMMES.

Jeff:

*grinning * Well, not a lot really. Making friends in the town, avoiding that big purple guy at night, seems like he's out there more at night. *blinks.*

Bonecrusher:

...YEAH, THAT BIG PURPLE GUY.  *sneers a bit and takes another drink*  TRY T'MAKE SURE HE DOESN'T SEE YA, EVER.  I DON'T WANNA HAVE T'BRING YER CORPSE IN FROM OUTSIDE.

Jeff:

D: *makes a face.* You got it. I try to stay away from him, anyway. *sets the empty bottle on the ground and peers up at the bigger robot * I heard you had a cat. *:D*

Bonecrusher:

YEAH.  MOONRACER GOT HER FER ME.  SHE'S WITH SUNSTORM AT TH' MOMENT, SINCE MY ROOM'S KINDA OVERRUN WITH WEEVILS.

Jeff:

*grin.* Aw. Is it a cuuuute kitty? *wobbles slightly, then flops next to him, craning his neck to peer up.* I bet she is. Kitties are cute.

Bonecrusher:

*deadpan* ADORABLE.  HERE.  *being conscience of Jeff's massive head-tilting action, he activates his holo, which appears sitting next to Jeff*  This better?

Jeff:

*blinks and grins at the holo, giving it an experimental poke, per usual.* Yeah! Much better. *grin grin grin, look! Another beer appears from the jacket pocket, where oh where is he keeping those?* I wanna see her sometime. Whenever you get her back from...ah...who has her again?

Bonecrusher:

*raises an eyebrow in amusement*  Sunstorm's holdin' onto her fer th' moment.  Th' only ones who've seen it are him, Blackout, an' Tracks.  It'd probably be good fer it t'see a real human.

Jeff:

*blinkblink.* How did Sunstorm get her? *confusion, ftw.* I want to see her. I bet it's really super cute. *grins.* Bet you love cleaning her kitty box, huh? *snicker, poke, poke, poke!*

Bonecrusher:

Sunstorm picked her up 'fore we took down some of th' bigger bugs.  Dunno why.  An' 's just another thing organics do that's disgustin'.  I'll live.

Jeff:

*chuckle.* Yeah. At least it's only one. My mom had like, six of em. That was fun. Course, we had dogs too, they chased the cats all over the place, and the cats would tear through the house and knock stuff over, and Mom would be screaming at em the whole time, Dad just sat there and laughed at her, which only pissed off more...*shrug, siiiip!* But, you know. You only got one, and no dogs. So you should be good. *leans on the holo O:-)*

Bonecrusher:

*the robot takes a swig while the holo takes Jeff's weight without a problem*  Yeah, don't really like dogs.  Kinda dumb.  Moonracer found another one, though, so I dunno if she plans on holdin' onto it or if I gotta take it in too.

Jeff:

....An...another kitty? *snickers.* Aww....you're gonna have a kitty infestation! I betcha she'll keep bringing them to you til you tell her to quit! *sipsipsip, pushes another empty bottle away, then gives the holo a speculative look.* You got a hot holo, man!

Bonecrusher:

......*slightly confused*  I keep hearin' slag like that, an' I don't get it.  's just some random slagger I picked up on an' modified.  I mean, I guess I see the appeal.... *his holo looks himself over in mild confusion*

Jeff:

*snickers, then gives the holo another experimental poke.* Yeah. It's toooootally hot. *nodnodnod, leeeeeeeeeean.* I mean, like...it's sexy and all, I betcha you get loads of attention when you use it!

Bonecrusher:

*sourly*  Bad attention.  Fraggin' femmes.  *isn't even paying attention to the leaning*

Jeff:

*laughter.* Femme attention isn't ALL bad...speaking of which, you should meet Bridgette sometimes. You'd like her. *gringrin, throws an arm around the holo, peering intently at him.* See, I mean, she's a girl and all, but she's a cool girl, get me?!

Bonecrusher:

*shrugs*  I guess.  I just don't prefer their company, generally.  More of a mech kinda mech.

Jeff:

*giggles at that, oh god he's GIGGLING * Yeah! That makes more sense for you, but she’s so...MMmm... Soft. Like your holo. *prods the holo.* Well, humanoid, I guess. She's softer than this. She doesn't have all these...muscles........

Bonecrusher:

Femmes usually are leaner, anyway.  Not very muscled.  *he looks at Jeff strangely, tilting his head*  What th' slag is up with you?

Jeff:

*snickers at Crusher, blinking. His eyes are a tad glazed, but he's pretty coherent. There's no danger of vomiting or the like - yet - but he is very drunk.* I dunno, what's up with youuuuu? Aren't ya drunk yet?!

Bonecrusher:

'm always drunk.  Yer th' one whose gigglin' an' bein weird.  *his holo raises an eyebrow*

Jeff:

I'm not being weeeeird! *leans lazily against Crusher's holo.* I'm just...*hiccup * Drunk!

Bonecrusher:

Yer weird when yer drunk.  Must be an organic thing.  *like mechs aren't weird when they're drunk.*  What've you been up to, anyway?

Jeff:

Maybe! *snickersnicker again, hums a little tune.* Up to? Uuuh...stayed in the city some, that’s how I met...eh...the redhead, and...she stays with me sometimes, in my hotel room...*grins.* Hanging out, making some friends...spending time on base, looking at pictures of Arcee...

Bonecrusher:

Y'do realize yer never gettin' with Arcee.  *flatly*

Jeff:

*looks sad * I knoooooooow. UGH. It's horrible. Fuck...fucking...fucking 'Cade...

Jeff:

*D:*

Bonecrusher:

....*shrugs*  I dunno what's up with Barricade an' her.  She hasn't talked t'me about it much.  But either way, I don't think she does th' human thing, really.

Jeff:

*scowls, then brightens.* Wait, they're having problems? *squirms against the holo til he's practically sitting in the others lap *

Bonecrusher:

.....Why are you in my lap?

Jeff:

*blink.* What?

Bonecrusher:

I don't know, that's why I asked you.  *is just as confused as Jeff :<*

Jeff:

*blinks at Crusher in a mass of confusion.* I dunno, you pulled me up here! *is not moving, nope.*

Bonecrusher:

I did not.  *frowns*  I'm not paying enough attention to do that!

Jeff:

*blink.* Huh? What do you mean?

Bonecrusher:

I'm too busy drinkin'.  *holds up his cube as a mech, in example*

Jeff:

*stares at the cube * Oooh I want a sip!

Bonecrusher:

*flatly*  No.  One drop  is enough to wire you for a while.

Jeff:

*looks dolefully at Crusher.* That’s why I only need a little sip!

Bonecrusher:

*his holo shakes its head*  No way.  A handful of mechs could hardly keep y'in check th' last time.

Jeff:

But I didn't DO anything! C'mon, just a tiny little sip!

Bonecrusher:

.....*SIGH*

Bonecrusher:

One drop.  No more'n that.

Jeff:

*:D*

Bonecrusher:

*he finishes off most of the cube, leaving just a bit, and then drops it to the ground in front of his holo and Jeff*  One drop.

Jeff:

*snags the cube up, giving Crusher a huge grin.* Great! Awesome! This stuff is fantastic!

Bonecrusher:

*deathglare* One.  Drop.

Jeff:

*guzzles, not hearing him.* Eh?

Bonecrusher:

PRIMUS!  *his holo reaches out and pulls the cube away, throwing it a decent distance before turning to glare at Jeff, his robot form already shifting to hunch over them and pin the human with a glare*  WE DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH WILL KILL YOU!

Jeff:

*blinks at Crusher with a fierce, burning intensity.* WHAT?

Bonecrusher:

*speaking again with his holo*  Why did y'think I was tellin' you t'not drink a lot?

Jeff:

*blink.*

Jeff:

WHAT? *POUNCES the holo, knocking him back, nose touching the others.* It wont kill me!!!!!!

Bonecrusher:

Oh Primus.  *stares at Jeff mildly, unphased by the proximity*  Hopefully it won't, though with all th' slag y'put me through, maybe it'd do me a favor.  *deadpan*

Jeff:

*pouts, leans in closer, squishing his nose against Crushers now.* Youdontwantmedeadimwaytomuchfuntodie,youknowthatyouwouldreallyregretitifidied!

Bonecrusher:

.....What?  *oh, slag, that's right - he talks at Blurr-like speeds when high on energon.*

Jeff:

*And look at that! He's even closer now, actually, if one wanted to call it a kiss they could, though it was sort of sloppily done, though nevertheless good . He was a perfectly good kisser, for human standards, though the alcohol made it a bit messier than normal, and the \/energon/ making it needier than usual.*

Bonecrusher:

*The initial reaction is "Primus, what the fuck, why is it always me? " - then he remembers how drunk poor Jeff is, and he'd feel slightly bad if he shoved the other off, so he briefly returns the kiss (which is very good, don't get him wrong) before disengaging passively, without much shoving at all.*  Jeff, snap out of it.

Jeff:

*Well, there really wasn't enough of a shove, or actual rejection to actually get Jeff to move off of him, instead, he just grinned at the other, leaning forward again, dipping his head in for one more, this one not as messy as the first.*

Bonecrusher:

Mmph.  *Again, he returns the kiss - gah, Jeff is  a decent kisser, for an organic, and it's a little harder to pull away, but he does it anyway, disengaging and putting a hand on Jeff's shoulder to keep him from ducking in again.*  Jeff.

Jeff:

*blinks at him.* What?

Bonecrusher:

Yer a nice enough human, but remember th' giant helicopter that 'm in a relationship with?

Jeff:

*blinks.* So? Don't you have a couple to play with? *blink blink, doesn't get it.*

Bonecrusher:

...What?  *...Did he tell him about Tracks?  Please tell me I didn't tell him about Tracks.*

Jeff:

*maybe he did, maybe he didn't :3 * Don't ya? *grins * What’s another?

Bonecrusher:

Another what?

Jeff:

*groans, dropping his head to Crusher's shoulder.* Friend. Buddy. PAL.

Jeff:

Fuck buddy? *plaintive look *

Bonecrusher:

--....Not exactly.  *Awkwardly shifts under Jeff, eyeing the other in mild annoyance.*  An' Blackout hates you enough as it is.

Jeff:

....*grins at him obliviously, squirming.* I know! So it shouldn't matter, right? *attempts another kiss <3 *

Bonecrusher:

*GAH*  Look, Jeff!  *pushes back a bit to barely cut off the kiss before it starts*  Yer a nice human an' slag, but I don't think makin' out with you will put y'in a better standin' with Blackout.

Jeff:

He doesn't gotta know! *:D*

Bonecrusher:

....That is exactly what I said th' first time.

Jeff:

*grin widens.* So there ARE others.

Bonecrusher:

Other what?  *snappishly*

Jeff:

*knowsknowsknows.*

Jeff:

*kiss!* :D

Bonecrusher:

*shoves back a bit*  Jeff, Primus, what th' slag is yer problem?

Jeff:

*drunk, that’s probably it, that and the energon doesn't help. Aww, c'mon Crusher, kiss him back, good and hard. Cause he's trying for it again.*

Bonecrusher:

*he pushes him back again, sighing in exasperation*  Jeff, seriously.

Jeff:

*siiiighes.* Sheesh. You are no fun at all.

Bonecrusher:

I don't wanna get in anymore trouble with Blackout than I've already done.

Jeff:

*snickers.* You have been bad, haven't you?

Bonecrusher:

....Once 'er twice.  *reluctant*

Jeff:

*chuckle.* I knew it!!!!!1

Bonecrusher:

Look, 's why 'm not plannin' on doin' anythin' else that'll start slag.

Jeff:

*blinks twice, then passes out on his chest.*

Bonecrusher:

*sighs and shoves Jeff off of him*  What a fragger.

Jeff:

*tumbles off, totally out :D*

Bonecrusher:

*...'s a good thing he passed out when he did, 'cos Bonecrusher's not sure he woulda held off for much longer*

Jeff:

*twitch.*

Bonecrusher:

....All right, slagger.  *sighs and stands, crouching down and hefting poor Jeff into his arms*  Time t'get you t'bed.

Jeff:

*snores, curling in his arms.*

Bonecrusher:

*stupid squishies :<*

Jeff:

*<3 cuddles against the holo, noms on his shoulder.*