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The rain could be nice– when not caused by a malfunctioning climate disruptor.
On their island, the weather could go from clear to a torrent in an instant. Here on the mainland, it seemed there was much more variation to how much rain fell and when– and on mornings like these, with the steady, gentle patter against the windows, it was downright relaxing.
Mecha and Sigma had both come out of recharge some time ago, but had remained in bed simply to enjoy the weather outside. Mecha was sprawled lazily across Sigma’s chest, jet engine rumbling out a soft, contented purr as the E-unit stroked his quills. He butted his head into his partner’s hand, seeking more contact. Chuckling softly, Sigma used his other hand to continue petting through Mecha's spines while he caressed Mecha's face, thumb tracing the edge of his scar. The light of Mecha's eye had dimmed down to a pleased, upturned-crescent shape– he almost appeared to be falling back asleep, if it weren't for the increasing volume of his happy purr.
The sound of the rain was growing heavier outside, and Mecha’s ears perked up at the rumble of thunder in the distance.
“Mm…perhaps we should stay inside today.” he said, stretching out– and then curling back up on Sigma’s chassis. The steady electric hum of his partner’s power source against his ear was just as relaxing as the rain, and Mecha resumed his purring.
“Come now, dear. You know Nevin and Carina are due for their tune-ups. And you wouldn't want to miss seeing Miss Belle, would you?” Sigma teased lightly. Mecha’s eye shifted from its crescent shape back to its regular size, looking at Sigma from the corner of his visor. “...perhaps not.”
“We do have a few more hours, though, if you would care to continue keeping me company…”
Mecha let out an amused rumble, zapping an electrical ‘kiss’ against the side of Sigma’s head. “Of course I would.”