TRANSFORMERS: Red Alert and Inferno

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:: indicated silent comms talk ::

 

Red Alert sniffs for the fourth time in two minutes. Inferno’s optic twitches. His valve throbs.

::Can you stop that? You’re distracting me.:: It’s not his favorite activity, sitting in a puddle of his own lubricant while trying to pay attention to the staff meeting. 

::I can’t help it! My allergies are really bad today!:: Red Alert sniffs and rubs his nose with the back of his hand. 

Oh, Primus, there’s only so much more of this Inferno can take. :That doesn’t help!:

::What, are you distracted?:: 

Inferno recognizes the look on Red Alert’s face. He scarcely has time to lock his interface panels before Red presses his face to Inferno’s arm and sneezes twice in quick succession.

“IhCHEW! Ahh-ih hihCHEW!” He sniffs again, rubbing his face against Inferno’s arm before sitting back up like nothing had happened. 

::You little fucker.::

::You’re welcome.::