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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 16, 2009 21:36:09 GMT -5
Hot Rod was currently parked on the Lookout. He had asked Andrew to meet him there. He'd been busy lately and just wanted to catch up with his son. It killed him when he didn't have time to spare for Andrew. He transformed so he could be more comfortable and sighed. Where is he? he muttered softly. Patience wasn't Hot Rod's best quality.
((hehe i couldn't resist using the nickname))
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Post by drew on Sept 16, 2009 21:50:01 GMT -5
Andrew had just gotten out of school after he had gotten Hot Rod's text. His Dad hadn't been around a lot lately. But then again, he, along with a lot of the Autobots seemed to have been very busy lately. It didn't matter to him, he knew how important his Father's job was. He sighed, finally reaching the lookout, he saw his Father at the top.
"Hey Dad." He called out to Hot Rod, walking over, he set his backpack on the grass "Is everything ok? You don't usually text me during school." He questioned, just to be sure.
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 17, 2009 20:34:36 GMT -5
"Hey Kiddo." Hot Rod replied, turning towards Drew. "Yeah. Oh, sorry about that I didn't realize." he said, giving a sorry shrug. Time had been bouncing around for him lately so he hadn't noticed the time when he texted Drew. "You didn't get in trouble did ya?" he asked, worried he'd gotten him in trouble.
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Post by drew on Sept 17, 2009 20:55:24 GMT -5
"Not really, I didn't read the text until after school." Andrew replied, giving a small shrug and looking up towards his Father. He sat down beside him on the grass, choosing not to get onto Hot Rod's shoulder unless he was invited. "I figured I didn't want to get in trouble on the first week of school." He crossed his arms and looked out towards the horizon "Last time I did, I seem to remember you confining me to my room for a week."
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 18, 2009 19:30:53 GMT -5
Hot Rod nodded. "That's good. So how was school?" he asked. He was annoyed at himself for being so absent minded lately. He hated being all over the place.
((sorries it's short, i had to rush))
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Post by drew on Sept 18, 2009 19:36:25 GMT -5
"It was good, I was glad it was Friday though." Andrew replied calmly, shrugging slightly. He looked up at his father, smiling slightly. "I got on the newspaper staff." He said proudly "I'm going to be writing the sports collumn." Of course he didn't always enjoy sports, but it was perfectly fine with him. The point was he was going to get to write for the newspaper. Something that he had hoped he would ge tthe chance to do.
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 18, 2009 19:46:01 GMT -5
Hot Rod smiled hearing Drew talk. "That great Drew! We should go celebrate!" he said, happy and proud of his son. He was happy Drew had gotten a spot on the paper, he knew it was important to him. Being the father he was, celebrating seemed like the best way to congratulate his son.
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Post by drew on Sept 18, 2009 19:49:52 GMT -5
Andrew listened for a moment, and he heard celebrating he was half-surprised and half-not. Hot Rod was young and therefore, any reason that arose for him to celebrate he took it. Not that Andrew would ever complain. It was better that he had a Father like this then one who just said 'That's great' and left it at that like some parents did.
"Sure, sounds like a plan, what did you have in mind?" He questions with a broad smile, looking up at him.
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 21, 2009 19:10:28 GMT -5
Hot Rod looked down at Drew. "Hmm, how about.... whatever you wanna do, to an extent, with ice cream at the end?" he replied. He wasn't sure what exactly to do to celebrate except for that Drew loved ice cream. "That sound good, kiddo?" he asked as he transformed back into his lambo form and opened the passenger door. He made his holo form appear in the driver's seat, he didn't think letting Drew in the driver's seat would be good, no matter what greatness he accomplished.
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Post by drew on Sept 21, 2009 19:14:04 GMT -5
"Sounds good to me." Andrew grinned, he almost asked Hot Rod if he could try driving again. But he figured Hot Rod didn't want to get pulled over... Again. He had made the last officer piss his pants after he had yelled at Andrew, and Hot Rod had transformed to somewhat shut the officer up. "Ice Cream actually sounds really good on a day like this." He muttered wiping sweat from his face, he climbed into the passengers seat, buckled up and relaxed.
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 21, 2009 19:21:39 GMT -5
"So what first, ice cream or somewhere else?" Hot Rod asked as he pulled out of the lookout and headed down the small hill. He drove onto the street and headed towards town, going the maximum legal speed. He may have been a father now, but he still had a need for speed.
((sorry it's short my muse died))
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Post by drew on Sept 22, 2009 8:20:38 GMT -5
Andrew thought for a moment, ice cream sounded good, but they could go to the arcade or something. Decisions, decisions, why the heck did they have to be so hard? "I say we go get ice cream." He replied, feeling his stomach growl a bit "I'm a little hungry and something cold to eat sounds really good right now." He explained.
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Post by Hot Rod on Sept 22, 2009 20:14:47 GMT -5
"Okay, ice cream it is." Hot Rod said as he pulled up to the Ice Cream shop. He had his holo form get out of the car and walk towards the shop. Then he went inside, a cool blast hitting him in the face. Standing at the back of the line, he waited for their turn, smiling. He was happy he could do something like this now that he had some spare time.
((i can't remember if the can feel temperature, so feel free to tell me to edit it if it's needed))
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