Dealing with the AftermathGuy-Manuel's systems slowly began to come online, his visual display pixilation clearing up. Shifting, his systems purred as he felt Thomas' form leaning on him."Thomas? You awake?" He asked, tilting his helm to look at his larger companion. His helm was tilted oddly toward the window. Frowning a bit, Guy tenderly moved his hand to place it on Thomas' chest. "Thomas?" He repeated, leaning up against the silver robot's side.Slowly, he took the mech's helm between his palms, holding his hand over his audios. In the back of his processor, he wondered why Thomas' helmet felt so cold to the touch. He turned Tom's face towards himself, "Thoooma
One Spark is all it takesEverything was quiet on the Electro house flat. Thomas was curled up with a snoozing Guy-Manuel, his fingers idly tangled in the recharge cord of his partner's. A sudden break in the silence caused Thomas to tilted his helm up from the television, confused.Lightning.Helm buzzing, the robot took a moment to register what he had just heard and was now seeing crackling violently our their window over the city. A roll of thunder was all he needed to suddenly be in a panic.with one swoop of his arm, he yanked Guy-Manuel's recharge cable from his helm, his visor and audio units flashing an alarming red. He went to vocalize as he made the swif
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