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Why wouldn't he shut up? He was a talker, that was for sure. Three years in this body, he didn't choose, and for what? To be forced to listen to Chase rant? It was worth it, though. if it got it out of his system. Deep down, he did find it cute. Goldbug watched as Chase sat down across from him.
“bro..that one was long..sorry Gold.”
“Whatever.if bragging and ranting makes you happy.”
“It does, fer sure.”
It was not a mistake when he was forged, Chase did proudly have a “surfer dude” voice.
“Hm. There are other ways to let out your anger.”
“I could think of a few..”
Chase moved in front of the other mech, and leaned in really close to Goldbug's face. He sat down in his lap.Goldbug blushed.Chase leaned a bit closer, their lips beginning to touch until they were full-on kissing. Chase sat in his lap still, as goldbug grapsed Chase's aft. “Hey, took you two long enough.” Freeway mused. Chase and Goldbug looked in his direction in embarrassment. Chase hopped off Goldbug's lap and moved to chase,pun not intended, Freeway. He watched as he ran after the trickster Throttlebot.
“You get back here!”
“What are you, the comedy police?”
“It's not funny and I could definitely be a policebot if I really wanted!”