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Tailgate stared up at the ceiling, trying his best to fall into recharge. He had recently lost his trash cleaning job, so now he was sleeping in Dumpster Alley outside of Sky Daddy Mega Mansion House Church /JOKE besides Cyclonus who refused to abandon him by his lonesome.
He woke up with a startle jumping so high he practically slammed his head into the grating above them, probably not the best idea to sleep right below the radiator that the Constructions had installed outside For... some reason, but at least not everyone in Dumpster Alley would freeze to death.
"What the actual fuck are you doing in dumpster?" asked a clawed mech Tailgate's blue orbs widen, the bluest orbs out of anyone, little tears forming at the corners.
"C-Cyclonus what is that?!"
Cyclonus jumps up, standing infront of his conjunx, sword in servo.
"HEY. Overreaction much-?!" The lanky blue bird of a mech throws his seros infront of him in panic.
"Oh. It's just Whirl." Cyclonus sheathes his sword, and sighs. Stupid megachurch putting everyone out onto the streets. He sheds a single, very cool tear. "00oohh.. Im sorry Whirl, did you oose you
r marbles?"
"No, I have them right here," said Whirl completely seriously, holding
up a pouch of marbles.
"Oh, that's fine then," replied Tailgate cheerfully. Suddenly, anime tears somehow began to form at the corners of his visor. "Can you help me find mine? I lost them yesterday."
"Looking for the marbles is making me lose MY marbles," grumbled Cyclonus, though he crouched down with Tailgate to continue looking For
them.
"Oh, no! Your marbles!" cried Tailgate.
Cyclonus blinked. "Wait, no, not literally." Tailgate sighed in relief.
Whirl snickered, awkwardly bending to the floor to look for the marbles. "If I lost MY marbles, I'd find them immediately. You can't miss them! I actually got kicked out of the megachurch because they were too
glorious. Sentinel got jealous."