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"Hey, sorry I missed your call! I'll try to get back to you when I can, okay?"

Tailgate.

[This is the tone of looming disappointment.]

It wasn't me it was Riptide!

Then tell Riptide he should return the- [Sigh] -space drugs. Before Ultra Magnus orders a ship-wide search.

You can do it anonymously.

....Sure.

[He says side glancing at the nonsense he and Riptide are cooking up.]

I'll be sure to do that. Right away.

[Cyclonus isn't going to tell on Tailgate or anything, he's just going to sigh very longsufferingly.]

Please do.

I love you.

And I'm sorry I cause so much trouble.

[Not enough to stop though.]

[Tailgate does manage to stop the conversation, however, because Cyclonus is quite suddenly too flustered to reply.]

Ahaha who knew that the big bad and fearsome Cyclonus can get flustered so easily?

[Tailgate teases mercilessly.]

I might have to say it again.

Tailgate.

[He's trying to sound stern, but he's not doing a very good job of it.]

And then again and again until the rest of our days.

That sounds nice, I think.

[A small hitch of static.

Cyclonus is emotionally compromised.

Then after a long pause:]

That sounds lovely.

Oh you.

I'm going to be back at our habsuit in aboooout... an hour and a half?

You're going to get so many smooches.

See you then.

[Long silence as Cyclonus attempts to process having an emotion.]

Yes dear.