Telephone
Hello hello baby you called
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You're breakin' up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I'm kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I'm kinda busy
Desirai looked down at her "phone" as it rang for the umpteenth time. Blitzwing just kept calling, even though she had told him not to. Turning the phone off, she walked onto the dance floor. She needed a break from everything; finding All-Spark fragments, fighting Autobots, even being a Decepticon. She needed to dance and be free.
Blitzwing switched from Icy to Hothead as he once again got Desirai-Gale's "voice-mail". She was supposed to be out looking for fragments, and yet she had not reported whether or not she had found any. Switching back to Icy he decided to go find her. She was most likely at her favorite club, which was downtown. Stopping a few blocks away, he went into holo-form and walked to the club. Surprisingly, it was harder to find than he had thought.
"Zupid organic placez… Vhy couldn't zey be in ein normal nocht-klub?" he grumbled as he looked for Desirai. She was going to be even harder to find…
Desirai was actually dancing like crazy on the floor to Pink's Funhouse when Icy found her. He was almost shocked to see her holo-form in such a manner; black and red leather, stitched together like Harley Quinn's costume, her short hair covered with a hat version of Harley's cowl. The whole club was dressed like the circus, and that had made it even harder for him to see her…
When Desirai noticed Icy, she flashed him a smile. "Hey there, Mista J. Wanna ride your Harley?" She asked over the music, which caused Icy to blush and stammer confusedly about what she meant while some of the other patrons laughed. They had all heard that joke before, usually on Batman cartoons… Smiling, she lead him off the floor and over to a table.
"How in the Pit did you find me?" She hissed as they sat down. She wasn't that easy to track, Icy admitted, but he had followed her spark signal to the club. "Frag. Gotta learn to hide that…" She sighed as she leaned back in a chair. The music changed to Gaga and Beyounce singing Telephone and she smiled.
"you do realize that this song fits the exact problem you had earlier? I don't get good com service in here, meaning it's either off or on low… And you've been calling all night. So you get all the crazy clown abuse I can dish out for the next week."
"Ein veek of zat!?! Nein, nein, nein. I get enough of zat vit Random." Icy snarled at her, not really looking forward to her dressed like that constantly. Desirai just laughed.
"Too bad, Icy. You earned it. Once you know how I feel, I'll lay off… Till then, Mista J."
Boy the way you blowing up my phone
Won't make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
'Cuz this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I cannot answer