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[ Anode is nursing a drink and a little bit of a grudge. Her first instinct when Minimus walks up is to tell him to fuck off--but he looks so... desperate? Uncomfortable? That she can't just leave him standing there. She sighs, gestures at the seat opposite. ]

I'll do my best. What's up, Minimus?

[He looks over his shoulders, as if that will deter any prying eyes, and slides into the seat opposite Anode.]

I will be brief. You already know that Megatron and I are working our ways into becoming involved, but despite what Getaway believes, we are taking our time, partially due to one or both parties being out of practice. [He folds one hand over the other, gearing himself up for an imaginary interview.] What this results in is- I am uncertain how to proceed in our relationship. Of all of the mechs here, I trust you to have reasonable advice without much of a personal bias against Megatron. We don’t have much time together, but at the same time, I would rather not make this uncomfortable for either for us.

[So. Yeah. That’s his entire request. It should be clear enough, he doesn’t want to say any more about this - maybe he should just leave, this is too much emotional honesty at once.]

[ Anode listens, her hands clasped about her drink. THere's a long, slow nod. ]

Don't get me wrong. Megatron is scary. He... well, he's one of the guys who ruined everything, basically. But I don't hold him like, a weird Autobot grudge, that's true I guess.

[ Her chin drops to one hand. ]

What's the problem you guys are having, like, exactly?

I understand that well. It’s not something I can forget. [It does put a huge damper on their relationship, but what is life but a struggle?] And nothing anyone else can forget.

[There’s a list of questions he prepared for this conversation; he takes a moment to review him in his head.]

I don’t think we have a problem which is of our own creation. I am mostly…lost in what to do. [He shifts his weight nervously.] About how many dates have you had before you kissed Lug?

[ Blink. ]

Oh! That's... I mean were conjunxed even before the war started so it's... hm.

[ She squints, trying to recall their courtship. ]

Pretty sure I kissed her on the first date. We were outside her flat and I was thanking her for a lovely night after I flew her home and she just... she looked up at me in the streetlights--and it was winter in Polyhex, so there was that little bit of frost in the air that makes all the street lights go halo-y, right? And her smile just... wow. I had to kiss her. I mean, I asked, but I kissed her.

I think that's when I knew she was the one.

Edited 2021-11-11 03:19 (UTC)

[Minimus stares at her like he forgot to include semicolons in his email after seeing someone else send one with perfect grammar.]

The first date?! [He rests his head in his hands.] Is that typical?

[ Oh right, he wanted to know about like, him and Megatron. ]

I mean, every couple is different? It depends on what you're both comfortable with. If you're sure, it doesn't hurt to just ask, right?

[ She reaches over the table after a moment's hesitation, pats Minimus' shoulder. ]

You're overthinking this, Minimus.

[It wouldn’t be Minimus if he wasn’t calculating the best time to move past just holding hangs or even hugging. And the latter is a grey area that he would rather not define.]

There is a difference from knowing what I want and finding the motivation in the moment. And what I want is- [He makes a tired face.] You can guess by now, but I am seriously not sure how to best approach this.

[Where’s the romantic lighting? Where’s the halo of light?]

It’s not exactly a natural progression from sitting together and discussing the news.

Edited 2021-11-11 03:32 (UTC)

Well, why not just ask what he finds romantic? Or tell him? Plan a nice night and see how you feel. Get in the mood. I know spontaneity isn't your thing, but I think trying to nail down the perfect moment like some kind of sappy vid is just going to make you stressed out.

[ She sighs. ]

You can even ask him before the date if he's comfortable getting a kiss some point that night and then you can have a little of column A, little of column B!

He enjoys poetry. [That's not shameful to admit. They share the hobby.] We already have talks in our habsuites, but it doesn't progress beyond...well, there isn't much progress.

[There has to be something they can do far from prying eyes, but the idea of asking him out flatly to make out will kill him of embarrassment.]

The only other special location where we can meet is Maccadam's, but the mood there isn't inherently romantic. Without any scheduled events, there's a limit to date activities... [He eyes the karaoke machine for a long time. Would he dare sing in front of everyone?]

It sounds like one of you is gonna have to take the initiative if you do want it to get a little more physical, Minimus.

[ God why is she giving this guy love advice? It feels surreal. ]

Have you considered like... I dunno mag-clamp stargazing? That's always pretty relaxing. And solitary, too.

[ She scratches at her chin. ]

It's a weird situation since we're all stuck onboard this ship together, but... you'll figure something out. You're both smart mechs who know what they want.

[Is that a hint of embarrassment on his face at the mention of physical intimacy? Surely he can't be so repressed that even mentioning it gets him flustered.]

Stargazing is inherently romantic. That can work with a decent guidebook on constellations. [It gives him something to talk about other than what he exactly wants. Avoiding feelings is easy.] Then we can...see if there is some sort of physical desire there. All I must do is to act on it.

[Sounds more like he's psyching himself up for it than planning a date.]

Minimus.

[ Anode takes a breath and lets it out, then leans forward. ]

I'm getting the feeling the desire for Megatron to take you in a suitably robust fashion is there, you're just too nervous to say anything. Am I wrong?

[Minimus wishes dying of extreme humiliation was plausible. It would be better than facing Anode's assessment and either denying it (which she will quickly realize is untrue and hound him for it) or affirming it (terrible now he has to live with this knowledge). Soundwave might be overhearing. Everyone will know how much Minimus wants Megatron to whisk him off his feet and act out a trashy romance novel.

So he leans forward to stare at the table and hum nervously.]

[ Anode watches this with a sense of wry amusement. God, she has this guy dead to rights, doesn't she? ]

You can just nod or shake your head if you want.

[Minimus prays to whatever god is nearby that Soundwave doesn’t alway record videos and gives Anode the slightest of nods. He then promptly passes out- no, he is just slumping backward and dissociating from this horrible, blatantly personal admission.]

[ It's kind of adorable, watching this. Not the mech she expected it from, but maybe she should have. There's a faint laugh behind her hand before she can still the urge. ]

Just tell him that, Minimus.

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