The children introduce their alien friends to a sci-fi favorite...
The enormous mound of pillows and blankets, along with the unhealthy amount of human 'junk food' that was strewn all over the lounge, had Arcee quirking a brow ridge in askance.
Jack dumped another armload of cushions amid the stack, catching his partner's look and explaining, "We've decided to have a StarWars movie marathon. It's an epic undertaking, so we came prepared."
"Star Wars?"
"Yeah," Raf chimed in, folding the blankets and distributing them throughout the space. "It's arguably one of the greatest movie franchises in the world… well, give or take a hiccup or two. Twenty five hours of sci-fi goodness."
"The only question is, do we watch them in order of release date, or in chronological order?" Tess asked, fingers tapping against her chin.
Smokescreen, Bulkhead, and Bumblebee gathered around the platform as well, the trio always up for a good movie marathon.
"I think it would make more sense to go chronological," Jack put in, shrugging. "It would make the storyline more consistent rather than hopping back and forth… even though it kinda spoils one of the biggest 'shock value' moments."
"I agree," the younger boy put in, pausing to look over his shoulder at the bots. "Just uh… don't get discouraged by some of the more… cringey characters."
Jack frowned. "He who shall not be named."
Smokescreen frowned. "What? Who?"
The blonde cracked open a box of popcorn, unfolding one bag and throwing it into the microwave. She set the cook time to one minute, fifty-two seconds and hit start before turning back to glance up at her Cybertronian guardian. "The absolute atrocity that is Jar Jar Binks."
The young mech waved a servo. "Can't be that bad."
"Just wait and see," Tess told him, lifting one shoulder.
Miko finished arranging the pillows to her liking, announcing, "Pillow Mountain has reached optimal coziness level! Operation Galaxy Far Far Away is a go!"
13 minutes later…
"How is it possible… to hate a fictonal character so much?!" Smokescreen hissed, clawing at his face as he watched the painful spectacle unfold.
"He makes me want to rip my own audials out," Arcee grimaced.
The children looked up at them, expressions grim. Miko bit into a piece of licorice, uttering lowly, "And now you know our pain."
He's just the worst.