{ he’s so scared right now. it’s a good thing he’s a natural liar, because you couldn’t tell by looking at him. } thanks for the food, mr. miles— of course it’d be the best stuff you can get on earth. { that, however, was not a lie. he could eat another full plate… }

{ devon is quite the class act… he almost feels uncomfortable to share a seat at the table with him— class isn’t really swindle’s thing. hopefully hot shot is having a better experience. * 💧 }

love you more, baby.

‘kay. let’s get situated… { SMOOCH! keep that up and he’ll end up sleeping right now. }

i’ll still lay in here with ya, baby. just like at home. { he enjoys being in your company, duhhh. smooches his cheek! }

you can say that again… i’m happy for ‘im. { nuzzling his cheek into the side of hot shot’s head, comfortingly rubbing his palm up his back. } you wanna turn in for the night?

you think that’s where kitt got it all from? his programmer probably made him with manners in mind, actually… they took a lot of care into crafting him into what he is. { at least he’s cherished and not used and abused. hell, he’s even found love! } that’s pretty damn good.

oh, definitely. they got like… maids. { he whispers, plopping down right beside him. scooting closer… don’t get crazy now. } and they live here. pretty cozy lifestyle.

{ how much money is this place… sounds of a cash register keep replaying in his conman mind, following the woman along until they reach their lavish room, quickly departing after giving them a brief tour. } wow. talk about a jumbo sized bed… it’s like a hotel.

{ he’s coming, honey. wrapping an arm around his hip to keep him close as they mosey through this house. not bad, foundation… }

{ he looks like he just failed the first rule of an AA meeting. blinking… } feelin’ better, buddy? hopefully this amount will last you a good while— but if not, just give us another call whenever you need it, yeah?

sure we did— we heard you’re having trouble. { AHT! he’s already got a container ready for consumption for kitt, handing it off to the eager man. } we can’t go worrying your technician, now can we?

uh— no charge. i was just kiddin’. cybertron humor isn’t always… captured on earth. heh.

{ swindle lives and dies by those! rules for thee but not for me. } great! we made it through… wanna phone our friend to let ’em know we’re on the way?

{ and he should. his wrecker can’t get hurt. * 🩵 passing through the space bridge now, hold on! }

baby, i’m fine. i don’t use a seatbelt any other time. { he IS the vehicle. }

{ no seatbelt for him. once hot shot is all situated, swindle starts up his engine to get going on the road, heading towards the space bridge! we’re on the way, kitt! }

{ snickerrrr. once he’s outside, he’s transforming into his alt to open the passenger door for hot shot, grinning away in the driver’s seat. come hither, cutie. }

me. and i’m driving… { SMOOCHES! everything is all loaded up in his subspace, touching along the jeep’s side as he carries along. follow, follow! }

{ bye bye birdie. he’ll be just fine. }

you’re so damn cute when you’re pouty. get yourself ready then, baby— we leave as soon as i pack enough cubes for kitt.

you just wanna check on the two lovers, don’tcha? { he knows what you are, wrecker. }

… alright, i’ll go today then. just in case… { GRRRR. becoming a better person is so annoying! pulling away from hot shot’s frame with a sigh, seemingly venturing out to head towards the kitchen. }

is that what you think she requested it for? damn. should i arrive sooner, if that’s the case? { he cares more for kitt’s wellbeing than anything! maybe not money, but it’d be a close call. }

i’m not makin’ you pay. it’s all good. { swindle interjects at the idea, raising a servo to cup hot shot’s cheek, leaning in to smooch at his nose! } you really think so? i would figure it’s to study, or something… i guess she did sound a little worried over the phone, now that i think about it.

{ this is why they call partners their better half… swindle didn’t think about all that now! he would hate to give off that impression to kitt. * 💭 } … mnhhh. alright, alright— no payments. i get what you’re sayin’.

huh? it’s a * government agency. they got the money for it. { sassily placing a servo on his hip. this man is as greedy as they GET. he also just hates the government… biased. }

uhh, because it’s dealing protocol! the usual stuff.

{ CLICK! } sooo, as you may have heard, i gotta head to earth tomorrow— guess they need energon for some reason. but i’ll be back by afternoon for ya, baby…

okaaay. how soon ya need it? { turning around, giving a wink to hot shot while on the phone. } sure thing, i can deliver by tomorrow morning. see ya then, miss bonnie.