There was just two of them manning the phones today, both entirely too bored with the situation. Gunmax's legs were propped on his desk, and Power Joe was watching reruns of his favorite show. Many of the team was out. Dumpson was investigating an identity theft with Ayako out of town, McCrane was discussing an underground weapons trade threat in a conference, and Drill Boy was helping with a subway system collapse. The ninjas were both overseas on recon work. Duke and Deckerd had taken patrol shifts. Boss was out sick, which was a relief because of the ugly weather outside. Gunmax was only too happy to stay behind, and Power Joe was fair game for some teasing anyway.
He was entertaining himself currently by flipping the channel on Power Joe when he something big was about to happen in his show. It was amusing, until Power Joe caught on. His retaliation, though juvenile, was to flick stick his glossa out at Gunmax's.
"Knock it off, Buttmax," he threatened, brandishing a TV guide. "If you ruin the finale, I'll ruin your sleep schedule for a week."
"Oh no, I don't think so," Gunmax smirked. "I'm roomin' with Britboy lately, and if Kagerou pulls what he did last week, Duke's not gonna be pleased." Gunmax would not admit that Kagerou had spooked him from recharge for two days after that incident. He would not let that birdbrain win.
"I wasn't going to ask Kagerou!" Power Joe grumbled, his face betraying that that had been his intent.
"Sure you weren't."
"Really!" Power Joe continued to argue, gesturing with his hands. Gunmax lost interest, staring past him out of the door. Blah, blah blah… He saw Deckerd rush past the door, and blinked his optics. No time for dropping in? How lame, he thought, frowning. When Duke walked by, however, the British mech looked in at him. Gunmax's comm. line flicked that he had a message, and Duke continued on his way, grinning. Power Joe finally turned to see what Gunmax was looking at, but upon finding no one, waved his servo in front of the other mech's face.
"You broken, hmm?" he asked, and Gunmax scowled and smacked his hand away.
"Nah, I'm just tired of listenin' to you," the green mech chided, standing to stretch his arms. "Going to grab a shower, baby, I'll catch you later." He walked past the power shovel, smirking and smacking the back of Power Joe's helm teasingly.
Power Joe frowned, but ignored him and turned the volume up on his show.