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Cybertronian
Srgt. Epps POV; Main Room in NEST Base, Sahara
Epps sat on the large table with a few other of his comrades, laughing with the autobots who sat around the table. Taking a sip of his whiskey he had gotten from a friend, he looked up to see Wheeljack and the new recruit femme-bot come into the room. She stopped, looking slightly worried, but Wheeljack said something to her and she relaxed slightly, but still followed with caution.
The femme carefully took a between two of the Wreckers, and Epps smiled at her. She looked at him, and that was when he noticed how dim her ey…erm, optics, were. They were just barely lit, almost off. The femme smiled a little back, and then made a bunch of clicking and whistling noises, making the humans all silence for a moment to figure out what was going on.
"Is her audio box broken?" asked Eddie, making the femme stop chirping and look at him, looking slightly surprised.
"If I can remember right, she was speaking Cybertronian," said Lennox as he took a very small sip of his drink. He didn't want to get drunk, but of course, who couldn't?
"That's correct, Will," spoke up Topspin, passing the femme a cube of high-grade, "Skywhip hasn't fully downloaded your language, only enough to understand you, but not speak to you."
Skywhip made a strange was and let out a series of clicks, making Roadbuster chuckle. "What did she say?" asked Epps.
"She said that she doesn't want to use your language yet 'cause she hasn't found enough 'colorful' words for her taste."
"Oh, so she's the bad girl type?" asked Hunts, and new recruit, and that comment bad Skywhip snort in disapproval and let out a few more clicks, making the wreckers laugh again. "What she say?"
"Something that would send me to the Pit if I repeated it. Anyhow, we called everyone here for a good game of Drinking I Never's. The rules are: If some says 'I've never' done this or that, and we have done it once, we must take a sip of our drink, twice a gulp, three times a little over half the glass, and more than three, the entire glass. If you've ever done it more than twenty times, grab someone else's glass and drink half of that. Who's in?"
Skywhip's POV
After everyone had gotten settled, at the table were Wheeljack, herself, Topspin, Roadbuster, Leadfoot, Ratchet, Jazz, Ironhide, Bulkhead, Epps, Lenoxx, Eddie, Hunts, and Chromia, who had just recently showed up at base.
"Alright, since Skywhip is new, she goes first," said Topspin, "I'll translate."
"OK, I've never kissed a femme," she said, and watched in humor as everyone had to pick up their glass except Chromia, "You're turn, Jackie."
"I've never had road or air rage." Ironhide, all the Wreckers save him, and half the humans grabbed their drinks.
"I've never thrown a wrench at someone," said Chromia, and everyone laughed when both Ratchet AND Leadfoot gulped their glasses down.
"I never found a need not to throw a wrench at a person," said Ratchet, and everyone grumbled something as they picked there glasses up.
An hour later, the only two human left standing was Eddie & Hunts. The only Autobots left where all the wreckers save Topspin, Jazz, Chromia, and Ironhide. The rest had either fell to the floor or drug their friends off to recharge. Skywhip, who was half out of it, grabbed he glass.
"I've never spoken English," she gurgle-chirped, and laughed as everyone left had to down their glasses.
"I've…never… been…laid," spurted out Hunts, and passed out making Eddie laugh to the point of passing out too. All the Autobots had to drink something, and were amazed when both Ironhide and Skywhip grabbed someone else's glasses.
"OK, ok, I'll top this…I've never…uhhh…never slepted more than…three of the opposite sex. And on top of that…if you slept with more than twenty-five, you have to down…two and a half glasses," said Chromia, and Roadbuster smirked,
"At separate times, or all at once?"
"Separate. OK, go ahead. One at a time."
Roadbuster, Bulkhead, and Leadfoot downed entire glasses. Jazz and Ironhide drank half, and Wheeljack took a sip of his drink. Skywhip was the only one left, who was looking down at the table.
"Alright Sky, your turn, or have you never?"
"No, I have, just… I…I draw. I can't drink anymore," she said.
"Oh c'mon, we have already! No one will judge yah," said Bulkhead, and she looked up quietly, and sighed.
"Whatever," she said, and grabbed her glass, downing it. Without hesitation, she grabbed Chromia's full glass and Jazz's half and down them too, the slammed the glasses on the counter.
Everyone was silent as they looked at her, and she wiped her face off. She could feel their question bearing down on her, even though the room was silent.
"I never tell the truth," she said, and rose from her seat, turned, and walked away without a word. Everyone at the table stayed speechless, no one bothering to pick up their glasses, not sure what to think of the situation at all.
I have noted my chapters are short but due to lack of time they will have to stay that way. Please R&R!