"What would you like to ask me," she timidly questioned, looking at G-Toilet 5.1 with a near emotionless face, eerie pupils fixating on him, whilst trying to hide her nervousness. "Did I do something bad," she asked after a few seconds.
"Just a question about a reaction of yours," he replied calmly. "You didn't do anything bad…," he added, "except for one small thing…"
The scarlet duchess stiffly listened.
"You watched a full episode of that horrible human kids' show," he articulately replied, in a jokingly authoritative tone, then grinned at her.
After understanding he was messing with her, she shot him her broad smile, coupled with lowered upper eyelids, for a brief moment.
"Now, what I wanted to ask you…" he began turning more serious.
Her tenseness increased; she concentrated on his masculine image again.
"I just want to know why you burst out crying after I asked you 'Did you miss me?'," he enquired in a softer tone.
"Well, I felt really bad when seeing you," she replied in a somewhat staccato way. After finishing, she immediately looked away from him, then continued, struggling to maintain eye-contact with him. "The reasons for this are my choices and deeds from the past regarding you, such as blindly listening to Duke and believing him while ignoring and hating you for exposing and rebelling against him, also for helping in your capture," she dolefully continued. "I must confess, that I don't feel bad about helping in researching DJ and assisting in catching him after finding out he was your convert, since I had even disliked him and found him a nuisance back then," she added more lightly. "I just want to say, that I am deeply sorry for ignoring you, not believing you, hating you, and helping in catching you. It was extremely painful to meet you again after I had done those things, and the tone in which you asked that question really, really hit hard," she continued remorsefully, near crying. "I'm just so sorry…," she added choking at the end, blinking more frequently to avoid shedding tears, but the drops managed to determinedly exceed their barrier and roll down her cheeks indicating the beginning of a crying spell.
G-Toilet slowly propelled himself nearer to her.
"Duchess," he said, "I also have something to say. When I asked 'Did you miss me?' I did that with the intention to make you feel worse out of revenge for all that you and Duke have done to me," he confessed.
"Totally understandable," she pressed out while continuing her weeping, tears, replacing one another, thickening the wet trails adhering to her cheeks.
"I choose to forgive you," replied the ex-commander. "I see you really regretted what you had done," he added.
"Thanks," she weakly managed to squeeze out.
Then, she situated herself closer, directly in front of him, and parked herself there. Next, she carefully and slowly tilted herself forward, then gingerly lifted off his headgear with the pincers of one of her Astro claws, then placed it on the floor next to him. After that, she wrapped both pairs of her Astro tendrils around him and neared his head with her head. G Man Toilet 5.1 raised his head to meet hers halfway, then she nested her head against his, becoming cheek-to-cheek with him. He accepted the gesture and embraced her with his mechanical arms, one around her very well polished, dark metallic grey toilet and the other around her neck. They clung together that way for a while. Duchess initiated the parting by loosening her sleek tendrils. G-Toilet, interpreting her request, also decreased the firmness of his hold, allowing the royal female to be able to tilt back to her original position. During a point in the separation, she softly kissed him on the right cheek.
After her base fully touched the metallic ground, he asked her, "What did that kiss mean?"
"It meant 'I'm sorry', 'I platonically love you', and 'Thank you for what you have done for me today'," she explained while continuing to retract her dark tentacles.
His natural sea-green eye widened a bit.
"Regarding the second one I am speechless," he commented, conveying his not being able to fully process it yet. "Are you sure? After what you had done to me in the past," he questioned.
"Yes, yes," she seriously replied, looking him in the eyes. "I still can't believe you prevented my getting sent back to my clan and getting killed, after what I had done to you," she added, experiencing feelings of unworthiness, sadness, regret and confusion. "Is there anything I can do in return," she asked.
"You don't have to do anything in return… However, I would like to remind you of the terms of our agreement you accepted when joining us, which included fighting alongside us. I am serious about these and I really don't want you to turn against us in any way nor betray us, or else we will end you. I really, really don't want you dead, neither by us, nor by Duke, nor by any other Astros," he respectfully said, also leaking worry for her. "Understood?"
"Yes, yes," she formally answered.
"Come to think of it, there is one small thing that I have wanted to try with my mechanical hand," he stated with a perfect mix of cordialness and enthusiasm.
"What is it," she wondered, concern shaping her facial expression. "I really hope it's nothing inappropriate," she added with a hue of defensiveness.
"It's not inappropriate, nor harmful," he replied raising his right metallic hand and reaching towards her head.
"Oh, no; you're NOT pinching my cheeks," she said in a raised voice.
She started glowering at him, the corners of her light coral lips wondered lower on her face.
"Duchess, I am not going to do that. I know, you hate that. I wanted this to be a funny surprise, I am…" he started but the Astro cut him off.
"Wait, a surprise!? I don't want to ruin it for you," she exclaimed, not desiring him to feel bad.
"Then, you'll have to trust me," he replied in a more relaxed tone, then smiled at her.
"Okay," she said a bit nervously.
She, trying to remain still, partially out of tension, allowed his artificial hand to make contact with the bottom of her face. She let it slide down to the part under her chin. He started scratching her under the chin with one finger, which she granted him even more by looking more upwards. This reaction of hers also sent him the feedback that she likes what he's doing. A while later he stopped and withdrew his hand, she lowered her head to its original position.
"Wasn't that bad, was it," he asked.
"Wasn't bad at all," she replied.
A muffled clang followed by a furious Optimus Prime scream was heard from the larger neighboring compartment resonating through the wall. The ex-commander started giggling while shaking his head. Then, near inaudible cursing succeeded in being detected by both toilets. The male laughed.
"What happened to him," she questioned.
"This is something that happens about once every month. He sometimes turns off the lights FIRST and THEN tries going into his bedroom with excited vehemence forgetting that he had previously closed its door," he clarified.
The Astro duchess burst out laughing, maniacal laughs spread through the air. She imagined the cat-faced TV man leader, ready to close the day and recharge, hardly being able to wait to do that, whilst hurrying to his sleeping chamber, then 'BAM!' Next, angry emojis surface themselves on his screen and he unleashes his deep, enraged scream; then, curses.
"It's getting late and you really need to rest after this very hard day. We'll let you sleep as long as you want to since you need it, but if we are attacked in the night, you hear the siren-like warning coming from your screen, that means it's time to battle. So, you must join us when we are fighting. Okay," he said.
"Alright," she managed to answer between her laughs, the scene entering her mind repeatedly. "You know I am still laughing at Titan TV Man," she added.
"I know," he answered. "Goodnight," he said while picking up his headgear from the floor and placing it back on.
"Goodnight," she said while tittering, the thought of the purple-cored titan's little careless accident playing in her head.
With the help of his jetpack, he departed from her abode. After the entrance closed, she continued to entertain herself with the thought, causing her to giggle, until she drifted to sleep.