Nothing looks cooler than making snow.
…Puns? Really?
Admit it, they sound a lot better when I say them.
(Source: sashabarkov)
Nothing looks cooler than making snow.
(Source: sashabarkov)
polar bear yawn by maryannenelson on Flickr.
Plum, feeling the slight pressure on her shoulder slowly raised her arm with a slight buzz, resting her delicate fingers on top of Freeze’s, just as Junk came clattering into the garage.
She felt a little glow of warmth as Junk used her nickname, even if Freeze seemed to find it odd. She couldn’t help but be happy to be in the company of such kind and interesting bots. She felt safe with Junk and Freeze there, she knew they would do their best to look after her; however, she did feel a little…primitive with her lack of waterproofing. She felt like a cheap model robot, not a robot of any substance or worth…
//sigh
She couldn’t prevent it slipping out, despite her efforts to remain composed.
“Think you can help, weld-wizard?”
Junk rubbed his chin thoughtfully, stomping over and crouching down in front of his much more petite companion. “DELICATE WORK, WATERPROOFING. Never really my strong suit. I’ll do what I can, though. BUT IT’S DANGEROUS FOR HER TO BE ONLINE RIGHT NOW.” He pointed out quickly, standing up straight. “WATER DOESN’T BREAK MACHINES. ELECTRICITY DOES. SHE COULD FRY HERSELF WHILE JUST STAYING IN STANDBY! Pinkie, sorry to say, but you’re gonna need to go to sleep while we dry you out and coat a few parts!”
Pinkie… and weld-wizard. Why couldn’t he shake the feeling that these two had been making some crazy mischief before? The thought was both amusing and terrifying.
Freeze furrowed his brow in doubt when Junk noted it wasn’t he strong suit. But really, even a weaker suit was better than nothing. It’s not like he could fix Plum himself. Plus, Junk was pretty good at winging things, right? That’s what he did all the time. Freeze added in, just in case, “Well, delicate work is definitely more of my suit. I’m sure I can help if you tell me what to do. How hard can it be?” Of course he always considered himself a natural learner, so no problem there.
He looked to Plum and shrugged. “And he’s right. You’re just gonna keep sparking like that if you stay active. You’ve probably gotten a few more shorts just on the way here. But at least you’ll be asleep through the boring part, eh?” He smiled, trying to cheer Plum up a little. He could tell she was feeling a little bummed under her attempts to look otherwise, and he briefly wondered how well he was hiding his guilt.
Snow. It always seems to be a lot quieter around when it snows.
