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elecman:

rolling-cutter:

sweetsouthernspecial:

Don’t be tellin’ him that, Cut. Ya’ll know how perfect he likes t’make himself out t’be. *there’s a long pause as he squints at his screen. Wait for it…* Wait, wait, ah see it now! That was a pretty good’un Cut! Hahahaha…haaa… ah needed one of yer jokes!

Yeah, I thought it was funny! Hope he’s not too shocked. Elec just needs to loosen up a little. 

I do not need to loosen up. And secondly, I am not a woman.

Oh, so why exactly were you looking at that ladies’ clothing magazine that one time, man?

rolling-cutter:

elecman:

rolling-cutter:

sweetsouthernspecial:

rolling-cutter replied to your post: What do you like in a woman?

Too bad Elec’s not a good smiler! Hyahahahahahaha, see what I did there!

Don’t be tellin’ him that, Cut. Ya’ll know how perfect he likes t’make himself out t’be. *there’s a long pause as he squints at his screen. Wait for it…* Wait, wait, ah see it now! That was a pretty good’un Cut! Hahahaha…haaa… ah needed one of yer jokes!

Yeah, I thought it was funny! Hope he’s not too shocked. Elec just needs to loosen up a little. 

I do not need to loosen up. And secondly, I am not a woman.

See what I mean? Come on, Elec, it’s just a joke. Cut us some slack. 

I was programmed this way, it isn’t any fault of mine.

rolling-cutter:

sweetsouthernspecial:

rolling-cutter replied to your post: What do you like in a woman?

Too bad Elec’s not a good smiler! Hyahahahahahaha, see what I did there!

Don’t be tellin’ him that, Cut. Ya’ll know how perfect he likes t’make himself out t’be. *there’s a long pause as he squints at his screen. Wait for it…* Wait, wait, ah see it now! That was a pretty good’un Cut! Hahahaha…haaa… ah needed one of yer jokes!

Yeah, I thought it was funny! Hope he’s not too shocked. Elec just needs to loosen up a little. 

I do not need to loosen up. And secondly, I am not a woman.

sweetsouthernspecial:

elecman:

“Punny, even.” He spoke just as flat as they left the house. Elec’s keys jingled all the way to the car which wasn’t truly his, but one he drove more than anybody else did. It was reasonably sized, big enough for Light to get in and out of. “He’s doing…” He hesitated before trying somewhere else to start from. “Since Rock has been functional, he’s at least seemed a little happier. I’m sure the ordeal with Blues isn’t helping his situation, though.” Elec unlocked the doors and got into the drivers seat, closing the door behind himself. “I try to spend as much time with him as I can.” He glanced over at Fire over the edge of his glasses before starting the car. “You could stand to do the same  you know.”

Had it been under any ordinary circumstance, Fire might have laughed at the pun Elec added to his comment, but at the moment it was anything but ‘punny’. It was annoying, and only because Elec was getting the final say not once, but twice now. It took literally biting his tongue and turning away from Elec so his face could scrunch up properly into one of sheer agitation. It took all his willpower not to respond with venomous sarcasm; not that it would have been anything more than a ‘your face is punny’ remark… nothing glorious and mature about that at all. 

Thankfully he did bite his tongue, because his curious question about Dr. Light was… well the tone of Elec’s voice melted his anger (but not by much) and made him pause by the car for a moment. Dr. Light was doing ok, but Blue’s wasn’t helping? He hated to admit he didn’t know what had been going on. He had been so far out of the loop working whenever he could for his own goal that he hadn’t thought twice about how it would effect everything. That was just like him: run headlong into a situation without thinking it through, just like that night.

The sound of the doors unlocking brought the robot back to reality. In his eyes, he wasn’t doing anything wrong. He was doing it for Elec and he wasn’t going to easily see it any other way unless it was bluntly explained to him or thrown at him with a reasonable amount of force. Hints being left around never got him anywhere, and that was one reason he liked Elec so much. He usually made things very clear when he didn’t like something and as soon as he slipped into the car (after knocking the side of his head against the metal frame of the door frame getting in) and tried to get situated (it was hard because this car sure wasn’t Sally!) Elec looked over his glasses and said that.

“Yer around ‘im all th’time n’ah reckon me being around would ruin yer precious time t’gether. Ah mean, it sure would be nice t’be in th’same room with Dr. Light, but you know exactly what woulda happened n’he don’t need none of that n’ah don’t rightly feel like being th’invisible guy in th’room.” He hissed out, partly because his head was ringing (his hand rubbing the side of his head as he spoke) and partly because he was still very much upset and now embarrassed.

He tried to play it off like it was all ok by leaning forward so his hand could drop down to find the lever to push his seat back some so he could ‘stretch’ his legs out a bit. When he did find it he pulled up too tight and that sent the seat back far too quickly. His body lumbered forward as his lower body rolled back, making his face meet somewhere around the dash and the glove box. Oh son of a— there came the slur of curse words with that southern drawl of his. ‘Dang nab son of a somethingsomethingsomething dern stupid lily’living damned car—’

Looks like someone should have put their seat belt on first!

“Precious time…?” Elec grit his teeth in reply as he started the car, mostly to keep from snapping (or zapping) as Fire sassed him back. “You can spend time with him, I don’t care. You know perfectly well that he wouldn’t ignore you, stop being irresponsible and coming up with reasons to work on your cars.” But the tension in his dark furrowed brows eased up as he watched Fire stretch out, clobbering his head and muttering curses to himself. Something about him bashing his head twice before they were even out of the driveway was entertaining to the normally stoic but currently a little cross robot master. One corner of his lip quirked up just barely in amusement. “You deserved that…Are you alright?”

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 elecman replied to your post: flashistheman liked your post: Are you a virgin? …

I couldn’t have said it better myself.

More first numbers are talking to me oh my maker Hmm… it’s possible he’s the one asking the DLNs though.

Now I’m really glad I didn’t answer that.

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sweetsouthernspecial:

elecman:

Fire didn’t have anything else to say? Well fine. Elec supposed it was for the best that they didn’t have a heated argument in the house. The good doctor didn’t need rowdy robots adding to his stress when he was just trying to rest. “Alright.” He said simply, turning to grab a set of keys off the wall. More than 20 years of friendship had been made awkwardly silent as of the past few months and Elec was sure the ride there would be no different. “I’m shocked. You love driving. Are you working properly?” He asked, pushing the door open. “Not that I mind driving. Light has been going out less frequently.” Elecman was normally the one to volunteer to drive Light around Monsteropolis  but the old grey man just wasn’t what he used to be. 

It took several long seconds to calm himself down further, and even more to remind himself that they didn’t need to fight here for more than just his selfish reasons. Dr. Light didn’t need to hear months worth of tension being let out in the living room of their home. No one did. That still didn’t stop him from wanting to mutter under his breath while stomping off to Elec’s car, especially when he asked him if he was working properly.

“Ha ha, yer so dang funny with yer puns.” He said in a flat tone, following Elec out towards the car. He prayed it wasn’t that small… the last thing he wanted was to be crammed up in a small space looking like a canned sardine infront of Elec. He’d really get a laugh out of that one… but maybe that’s what he needed.

“How’s he doin, n’way?” He tried steering the conversation elsewhere, but the edge was still in his voice.

“Punny, even.” He spoke just as flat as they left the house. Elec’s keys jingled all the way to the car which wasn’t truly his, but one he drove more than anybody else did. It was reasonably sized, big enough for Light to get in and out of. “He’s doing…” He hesitated before trying somewhere else to start from. “Since Rock has been functional, he’s at least seemed a little happier. I’m sure the ordeal with Blues isn’t helping his situation, though.” Elec unlocked the doors and got into the drivers seat, closing the door behind himself. “I try to spend as much time with him as I can.” He glanced over at Fire over the edge of his glasses before starting the car. “You could stand to do the same you know.”

sweetsouthernspecial:

He opened his mouth, his first reaction to go ‘fine!’ just to get the satisfaction of getting the last word in, but he wasn’t a little kid and didn’t need to be about this situation. They were both upset in their own ways and what Elec said had finally pushed him to throw away his standards of figuring out what he had done so he could right it. That was out the window, especially with the hard tension that boiled in the air around them; the very air he was oblivious too until Elec said they needed a break. It would be a lie to say he didn’t feel defeated with that decision, and maybe his stubborn personality had needed time to shoulder it with the front of figuring out what he had done wrong… but not even he was sure. He just knew one thing: he wanted things to be back to the way they used to be.

Ah’ve always had explainin’ t’do. Just wanted t’figure out what ah done wrong before talkin’ about it. Kinda hard t’talk ‘bout somethin’ when ya got th’ball dropped on ya and no clues t’follow dag gummit. It was so hard not to say that. So hard not to snap and just sink the whole ship. He should have been proud of himself for holding out this long. Already he felt his hands warming and realized he had clenched them into frustrated fists; frustrated that he had let it go so far. An apology couldn’t fix it, and now Elec thought he was working on cars to stay away from him!

“Ah—” He about said that he would drive, but that was not a good idea with Elec. Not right now. Sally wasn’t exactly looking to her best, and he had too much pride to let Elec see how he had been living. No one would see that if he could help it. “You.” He loved to drive, but he needed to calm a little so Elec wouldn’t fear riding with him again!

Fire didn’t have anything else to say? Well fine. Elec supposed it was for the best that they didn’t have a heated argument in the house. The good doctor didn’t need rowdy robots adding to his stress when he was just trying to rest. “Alright.” He said simply, turning to grab a set of keys off the wall. More than 20 years of friendship had been made awkwardly silent as of the past few months and Elec was sure the ride there would be no different. “I’m shocked. You love driving. Are you working properly?” He asked, pushing the door open. “Not that I mind driving. Light has been going out less frequently.” Elecman was normally the one to volunteer to drive Light around Monsteropolis  but the old grey man just wasn’t what he used to be. 

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sweetsouthernspecial:

elecman:

Elec stopped dead in his tracks as Fire told him to ‘Hold up a sec ‘lec’. He draped his jacket over one of his forearms and his brows lowered. He hadn’t expected the fire bot to actually put much thought into what he said, even if he had said it quite bitterly. The corners of his lips twitched at that last bit. “Fire…” Elec’s head lowered a little, managing a small somewhat somber smile down at his shoes before looking back up at him. “Don’t look at me like that, let’s go before you have to work.” The last thing he wanted was to cause a scene in Dr. Light’s home.

Elec seemed so intent on avoiding the topic, but that really wasn’t Fire’s style. He usually took something head on and when his eyes were set on something he had a hard time backing down. He was currently conflicting with that head strong demeanor the moment Elec tore his gaze away to stare down at his feet. A part of him wanted to have what he felt was a much needed discussion, but another part of him longed to be able to spend one good day with him before he went to work. Would it really be a good day to him if Elec thought he had cast him to the side so easily; was that what it looked like to him? A long pause followed, that stubborn set to his jaw not coming to ease for another minute or so before he finally sighed and came to his conclusion; not that he very much liked it. 

“Fine. We ain’t gonna talk ‘bout this right now, ah’d much rather spend time with ya, but we’re talkin’ ‘bout this when ah get back cause if that’s what it’s been lookin’ like then ah’ve got some explainin’ t’do.” He hadn’t been so firm before, but he felt the issue was important enough to stand his ground on. He always felt that way about conflict though: it was best to take it head on instead of being passive about it… given with Elec he had wanted to at least figure out what he had done before talking about it. In his eyes, if he couldn’t figure out why he had upset the other so much, then he would likely do it again unintentionally, and he didn’t want to have that. He wanted to see Elec happy, and this wasn’t happy.

So damn hardheaded that 007 was. Elec had never really known Fire to be any other way than like a charging bull, leaping before he looked but always with the best intentions in mind. The man had decent luck, a big heart, and eyes that could either be as sweet as sugar or as intense as the sun. “Oh now you’ve got explaining to do.” He said in a hard-boiled manner while stiffly pulling on his jacket. “Fine, we’ll talk.” 

Fire was always so eager about everything which was why Elec couldn’t understand why things went the way they did. Did he do something wrong? Elec didn’t do things wrong. “Are you driving or am I?”