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Rating: K


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Laundry day
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"~Dum di dam, dada dam, dadaa~" Steve hummed happily while filling the washing machine.

Gently as if handling something priceless and easy to break, the Vehicon folded open the pieces of cloth and placed them each in their own machine; you couldn't have maroon red mix with Carmen, Knock Out had taught him that.

Joyous, sparkling-like giggle escaped his voice box. He closed the lids. Turning the machines on, his gaze followed the cloths going round and round and round and round, again and again and…

Dizzy.

Another content hum left his lips. Oh, how he loved laundry days.

Lord Starscream was going to be pleased with his capes.


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