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skoosiepantsSo, see, I love Bob. Bob is competing with Jon Walker for supreme bandom awesomeness status right now, because Bob is pretty fucking awesome.
I'm also apparently incapable of writing anything above pg-13 anymore. Not like I was great at R, but whatever. No sex for me. Or for you, however that goes.
The beauty of attempting Transformers/Panic! fic - and I'm not saying I'm doing it, folks - is that Brendon pretty obviously loves Bumble Bee. He probably, like, sleeps outside with him every night, maybe over his still-warm hood with a blanket tucked over him, or sprawled out on the grass, staring up at the stars and just talking, and Bumble Bee is his best friend in the whole world, and then the Autobots start to think, hey, this Brendon kid is pretty weird and isolated and he needs some human friends! So they conspire to help him pick up Spencer, and Spencer's friend Ryan, and Jon already likes Brendon, but Brendon is always off by himself with his very own giant alien robot, so there's not much time to hang out and stuff. Because giant! alien! robot! Brendon has no sense of cool. He likes what he likes, and Ryan is hyper aware of his rep, but Brendon's just so everywhere that it's hard to resist him. Spencer is amused by Brendon in a what-the-fuck-is-he-on kind of way. And then when Brendon tells him about his giant alien friend, Spencer thinks he's out of his mind, and Brendon gets all sad, particularly when Bumble Bee won't transform in front of Spencer, because he thinks Brendon needs to be a normal boy for once! Only Brendon's not normal! And, and... I don't know, I haven't thought that far ahead, but it would go something like that. Some of theDestroconsDecepticons, or however the hell that's spelled, maybe try to kill Spencer or something. For having. I don't know, too many shoes? It could happen.
I'm also apparently incapable of writing anything above pg-13 anymore. Not like I was great at R, but whatever. No sex for me. Or for you, however that goes.
The beauty of attempting Transformers/Panic! fic - and I'm not saying I'm doing it, folks - is that Brendon pretty obviously loves Bumble Bee. He probably, like, sleeps outside with him every night, maybe over his still-warm hood with a blanket tucked over him, or sprawled out on the grass, staring up at the stars and just talking, and Bumble Bee is his best friend in the whole world, and then the Autobots start to think, hey, this Brendon kid is pretty weird and isolated and he needs some human friends! So they conspire to help him pick up Spencer, and Spencer's friend Ryan, and Jon already likes Brendon, but Brendon is always off by himself with his very own giant alien robot, so there's not much time to hang out and stuff. Because giant! alien! robot! Brendon has no sense of cool. He likes what he likes, and Ryan is hyper aware of his rep, but Brendon's just so everywhere that it's hard to resist him. Spencer is amused by Brendon in a what-the-fuck-is-he-on kind of way. And then when Brendon tells him about his giant alien friend, Spencer thinks he's out of his mind, and Brendon gets all sad, particularly when Bumble Bee won't transform in front of Spencer, because he thinks Brendon needs to be a normal boy for once! Only Brendon's not normal! And, and... I don't know, I haven't thought that far ahead, but it would go something like that. Some of the
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