He's my crush
Chapter 4: Drunk
Shadowmaru dashed through the halls. "Deckerd! Deckerd!" he yelled. Deckerd opened his door. "Shadowmaru, what's the madder?" the cop car looked tired. Shadowmaru panted slightly. "I found this letter, for you." Shadowmaru gave him the letter . "I will read it later" Deckerd said before shutting the door. Deckerd never read the letter, he was too worried about Yuuta. Gunmax thought he needed to bring it up a level.
McCrane banged him on the helm. "We can't tell Deckerd that Drill Boy likes him, he'll surely kill us." The crane said. The Biker put his servos on his hips. "Then think of something, because I don't think he's gonna read it soon." Gunmax said. Power Joe was watching a human movie at the time and good thing he was. "I got it!" he yelled. Dumpson grumbled slightly. "I said we just let time do it's thing we shouldn't metal in like this." the red mech said. Gunmax waved a finger. "For all we know, Drill Boy is running out of time, what if their making a new robot." Gunmax snapped. Dumpson grumbled. "We don't know-" he was cut off by Gunmax he grunted. "What if Deckerd falls in love with that one, eh? We gotta help the kid out...because we all know he's not gonna tell anytime soon." McCrane agreed. "Power Joe, what do you have in mind?" McCrane crossed his arms. "It better be good too." Dumpson sighed heavily. It was true, Drill Boy wasn't gonna tell him, besides, he can't even speak right when Deckerd talks to him.
They came up wth a plan to get Deckerd drunk, maybe that will give Drill Boy the wake up call. Deckerd came in after his night shift. "Yo, portal boy, have a drink." Gunmax gave him some oil. Deckerd was hungry and grabbed it. He sat down at his desk. Drill Boy was chatting with Power Joe and Dumpson. Meanwhile McCrane was talking to Gunmax. Deckerd drank the oil and felt dizzy after a couple. Everyone left, everyone but Drill Boy. The drill tank noticed Deckerd's strange...er...behavior. He knew Deckerd very well, he may spy on him every...now and then. Drill Boy poked Deckerd. "Uh, Deckerd...you okay?" Drill Boy asked. The cop car didn't answer for quite a bit. "I think Gunmax pulled another prank on me." Deckerd finally said. The blue mech tired to stand but stumbled. "H-here, let me help you." the drill tank grabbed Deckerd's arm. The blue mech nodded. "Thank you Drill Boy."
Drill Boy helped Deckerd to his room but he kept acting stranger and stranger it was taking longer to get him to his own berth room. "D-Deckerd what are you doing?" Drill Boy gasped when the blue mech warpped his arms around his waist. Drill Boy was redder then Dumpson, he swore he was. The drill tank quickly got out of Deckerd grip. "Okay, you need to sleep." Drill Boy pushed Deckerd acrossed the hall. Deckerd laughed like an insane person. "Hey, hey what's the rush." the drunk mech grabbed Drill Boy's arm very tightly holdng Drill Boy closed to him. The orange mech yelped. He knew his face redder than Dumpson he knew it. His cooling fans kicked in to calm him down, his face was so hot he thought that it melt off. "Awh, your so cute when you blush." Deckerd cooed. Gunmax what did you do? Drill Boy thought. Deckerd snapped him out of his thought when he stroked his cheek. The young mech got away again. "Deckerd, you need to get to your berth and rest." Drill Boy shoved him through the halls. He hoped no one would wake up. Deckerd was yelling random stuff.
Drill Boy groaned when Deckerd decided to sit down in the middle of the hallway, for the third time! "Deckerd! My brothers will get worried, it's already four in the morning, now get off your lazy aft." Drill Boy ponted. The orange mech tried to get him to move but Deckerd wouldn't move an inch. Deckerd gripped onto his shoulders and pulled him down. "Deckerd!" Drill Boy yelled. Drill Boy was in Deckerd's lap. Drill Boy got hot again. He thought he was dreaming. Deckerd laughed he stroked Drill Boy's ball. "You're adoreable Drill Boy." Deckerd purred. Drill Boy blushed brightly. Deckerd grabbed the younger's neck and yanked him down. Drill Boy cried out. Drill Boy felt his wings being played with. He jumped off the mech. As much as he enjoyed it, they were in public. He pushed Deckerd down the halls and into his room. He shut the door and run to his room. He fell on his berth. His AI was still stunned by the kiss. He panted heavily.
Drill Boy was doing his paperwork when Deckerd tapped his shoulder. "Drill Boy." the mech said. Drill Boy nearly jumped out of his seat. "Agh, D-Deckerd, s-sup?" Drill Boy tried to stay calm. His optics however were scanning Deckerd's body. Deckerd rubbed the back of his helm. "Look, I was drunk last night, I had no idea what I was doing." Deckerd said smiling with full of gulit. "If your going to blame someone, blame the Gunmax." Drill Boy grumbled. Deckerd nodded. "So, I would just like to forget about the whole thing." Deckerd said. Drill Boy nodded. "Clear." he chripped. Gunmax winked. Drill Boy spent the rest of the day staring at Deckerd. He pictured himself sitting in Deckerd's lap.
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