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Verb:
Establish or lay out in a new place
Grimlock tilted his head with a jagged tooth grin and followed Bumblebee around. The yellowbot ducked and dodged behind trees and bushes. He just grinned harder and followed the other without question. His grin fell as a sigh rung out. Lip jutting out he asked in a higher voice, “What?”
Bumblebee turned around with another sigh. His young face twisted in a frown. Bringing up his hands he moved them to punctuate every word and spoke slowly, “The whole point of changing our position is so that we don’t get found by the humans.”
“Oh,” Grimlock said softly. He nodded, that did make sense. There was just one thing he couldn’t figure out. He scrunched his brows and asked, “How does changing your hip thrusts help us hide better?” He only frowned deeper and leaned closer to Bumblebee. His blue eyes narrowed when his parole officer sputtered and blushed.
“That’s not what it means!” Bumblebee yelped, “why would you think that?”
“Well,” Grimlock trailed off as he tried to remember exactly why he thought that. “I don’t know, it made sense at the time.”
Bumblebee pinched the bridge of his nose. He finally understood why Rachet did it so much. Turning around he accepted that Grimlock’s amnesia made conversations odd at the best of times. Waving his hand he called over his shoulder, “Just try not to let humans see you, ok?”
Grimlock grinned. With the sound of gears turning he transformed into his alt form. He shuffled forward and nudged Bumblebee’s back between the two delicate door wings with his nose he rumbled, “Ok.”
Plating shaking he grinned, “That Con won’t know what hit ‘em!”
Bumblebee smiled slightly, “Just focus on getting past the humans.”
“And then it’s punching time!” Grimlock said and he nipped at the air. Maybe he would bite some too. He watched the door wings flutter before he leaned in closer. Whispering he peered at the road for a second, “And thanks for not leaving me behind.”