From the look on their faces it was clear the day had already been long and hard for both Medafighter and Medabot. Spike leaned back against the tree and wiped his brow relishing in the fact that they had finally won a Robattle after weeks of what seemed like endless defeat. Sure it was only against a little kid who had a Medabot that was basically made built to be a nothing more than nanny, but they he and Cyandog had won the match fair and square.
"Well Cyandog, it looks like we may have moved up another notch in the Robattle standings. Wait until the Boss hears about this! She'll never believe it!" Spike said victoriously as he fist pumped the air before falling back against the tree.
"Whoo, it's hot though. How is your cooling system doing buddy?" Spike said as he knelt down to check over his Medabot and Cyandog stood patiently as his Medafighter/Master looked him over.
"Seems like you acquired a few new dents, but everything else is in tiptop shape! You're getting to be quite the tough guy aren't you Cyandog?" Spike joked and Cyandog laughed with him with a nod and replied "I have to be tough since I'm not very good at Robattles, right Boss?"
Spike stopped laughing and looked back at the blue clad Medabot in surprise. Although Cyandog was right about the fact he wasn't very good, it was actually Spike's fault.
The day he got Cyandog Spike was so excited to own his very own Medabot that he didn't bother to think before he bought the Medal for Cyandog, and in his own excited plunder Spike bought a Monkey medal. Of course, it's well known that Monkey medals are meant for close range hand to hand combat, but they looked much cooler than all the other ones destined for a Dog-type Medabot. Still, the mismatch medal and body did show through in battles in the sense that even with a scope Cyandog couldn't hit the broadside of a barn.
"Nah, you're not bad at them, you just need more practice!" Spike said as he turned his attention back to Cyandog and with a smile he patted the blue Medabot's head and Cyandog chuckled.
"Come on buddy, what do you say we go get some ice cream to cool off? Besides, you need to be in some cool air after that battle." Spike said as he stood up and wiped the sweat from his brow once more. Even though the battle wasn't too intense Cyandog was still a machine and machines didn't work very well if they became overheated and on a day like this even a tanning bed would suffer!
As they walked down the street it became more clear to Spike that Cyandog's systems were taking a beating in the heat because as they walked be could hear Cyandog huffing to keep up. However, being the good friend he was he turned and asked if Cyandog wanted him to carry him the rest of the way, but Cyandog; being the tough trooper he always was objected the offer nicely saying he was just a bit tired from the Robattle. Spike couldn't help but feel a hint of pride at just how tough the little guy was, but he also felt nervous about overworking him by walking.
"Come on, let's hop on the bus the rest of the way, I'm getting too hot. If there's one thing you can be thankful of Cyandog it's not being human. When we get hot we stink!" Spike said with a chuckle and Cyandog returned the chuckle although the hint of confusion showed through since he didn't know much about smelling bad.
"You couldn't smell bad to me Boss!" Cyandog said with a glint in his optic visor and Spike rubbed his head with a smirk.
The bus arrived late, as usual, and when Spike got on he suddenly realized he wasn't the only one suffering in the heat. The bus was crammed with stinky, sweaty, and cranky people all scrunched into the seats and there was nowhere to sit, so they had to stand. Neither of them minded much since they were at least able to cool off for a bit.
It was only a few more blocks from where they had been to get to the ice cream shop, but by the time they got there both Spike and Cyandog were feeling much cooler and more energized. They both walked off the bus and into the shop and felt accomplished.
Spike ordered his ice cream in a cup; one scoop of Vanilla and one of almond. Cyandog couldn't eat ice cream, but he like the color of the almond ice cream so Spike always got an extra scoop of it, if only to be a good friend. Personally he didn't much like the flavor of almond, but the sacrifice was enough to make Cyandog feel included somehow.
After he polished off the cool confection he and Cyandog sat in the shop for a few minutes to soak up the heat before they made their way home. By then the sky was growing dark and ominous as a storm began to brew in the heat.