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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 14:15:57 GMT -5
Setinel giggled, and nodded in agreement. As they entered the room, he grabbed the smallest paint gun he could find. Smiling slightly evily, but not evily like a Decepticon, more like a child's version of a michevous smile. Perhaps foreshadowing the rebellious nature he'd gain later on in life. "You know, I don't know why Sides and Sunny call ya a stick in da mud." He commented, looking at Ironhide "You're fun Uncle 'Hide."
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 19:07:09 GMT -5
"Well thank you. I guess I should be flattered hearing that from such a small child full of energy." Ironhide said as he replaced some of the pink cans with other colors like red, blue, green, and purple. "Where do you want to start? Here or somewhere else?" Ironhide didn't really care. He had to admit he was pretty bored too.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 21:03:11 GMT -5
"We could do Daddy's office." Setinel contemplated, his Father was out of the office for the day and in meetings. But then again, he knew he'd be grounded without argument the moment his Father found out. And Ironhide would get in sever trouble. "Ohhh I know, let's paint da rec room!"
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 21:53:51 GMT -5
"Yes big Daddy's office is a definite no-no." Ironhide snickered as he took a large brush and dipped some green paint, opening some of the cans before pushing the cart along again. "When we get there, you'll have to get your brushes. They're too small for me to grab." Ironhide said. He randomly flicked the paint brush far to the right, throwing the "loose paint" onto the wall.
I'm gonna be in such trouble for this later... He reminded himself in the back of his conscience.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 22:00:03 GMT -5
2 hours and a whole lot of paint later, Setinel was covered almost head to toe in paint, as was a good ammount of the rec room. Setinel was giggling, luckily the rec room was completely empty. "We made it colorful." He snickered "We can always blame it on Sides an' Sunny if we get inta trouble." He remarked. Though he'd probably have to wash off before anyone believed him.
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 22:10:55 GMT -5
"Yup that about covers everything." Ironhide sat down on the floor with a thud. An optic turned towards Setinel. "You are going to need a bath before Optimus gets back. I hear some kinds of paint is unhealthy. And unless I go find a hose...I'm stuck. As long as we're no where near this area, yes we probably could blame them." Ironhide said smirking. Hm...the paint smelled kind of strong (kind of like sharpies but maybe not as bad)...hopefully the paint wouldn't affect little Setinel too much before they got out of there.
Ironhide collected all the completely emptied cans and put them back on the cart. Whistling, he pushed themselves out of the rec room like nothing happened.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 22:15:21 GMT -5
"Awww, I gotta get hosed down again?" Setinel groaned, he'd take baths when it wasn't bad. But water wasn't in giant supplies on Cybertron, as such it was easier just to usee large devices that the Transformers would often call a hose. His Father, and before her recent death, his Mother had often done that to him. "But I'm not dat dirty." he tried to argue, though it was obvious that wasn't the case.
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 22:30:51 GMT -5
"Denial." Ironhide said shaking his head as he moved them back towards the alternate storage facility to temporarily store used materials."You're drying off too." Ironhide went and got a large dryer that looked similar to a giant hair dryer, and a portable fan. He put them on the cart and moved outside to the nearest hose he could find. The hose was huge compared to Setinel, so he'd have to put it on the most sensitive mode possible.
Ironhide adjusted the hose to a senstive rainshower/sprinkler type setting and turned it on. He sat down and put a hand to his shoulder so Setinel could climb off.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 22:36:04 GMT -5
Setinel sighed climbing onto the hand, he allowed himself to be lifted down, and knowingly stood under the water. It was more like a shower, but they called and considered it a bath. He watched the water run off his body and clothing, and stepped out as soon as he was hosed down a good ammount, shivering slightly. It was always cold after being hosed down, that was for sure.
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 22:44:54 GMT -5
Ironhide upped the power of the hose and sprayed off his upper body and arms where most of the paint was. He then shut off the hose and took a step or two to get the fan and dryer. Of course, the Autobot version of a fan was big. He plugged it into the outlet then sat down again. "If the big fan is too much there's a dryer on the cart." Ironhide said, facing the fan cross-legged.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 22:48:26 GMT -5
Even if his powers had yet to manifest, Setinel was exceptionally strong, and therefore the fan wasn't that bad. Once dry, he stepped away from the fan, and yawned tiredly. Painting the rec room had taken a lot out of him, and he was clearly ready for a nap. Lucky for him, his home was within walking distance of the base, and Ironhide had the security code. "Uncle Hide, I'm tired." He said simply, as he rubbed one eye tiredly.
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 23:07:54 GMT -5
Ironhide picked up Setinel again and tried to carefully set him on his shoulder again, putting away the fan when they were done. "Okay then." he agreed as he rolled up the hose, making it look almost exactly as it was before. Ironhide side tracked a bit to put away the cart and supplies before turning back around a bit to take Setinel to his room.
The large bot activated the code and knelt down and did the usual routine for Chris to get down safely. "Anything else you need? No movie or snack time? he inquired.
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Post by Christopher Prime on Sept 9, 2009 23:11:01 GMT -5
"Nu-uh." Setinel shook his head slowly "I can get myself to bed Uncle Hide." He told him, hugging the mech's leg slightly "Nighty-night." He trotted into the home, making his way to his decidingly downstairs bedroom, he climbed into his bed. It was only a matter of moments before the small child was asleep.
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Post by Ironhide on Sept 9, 2009 23:18:51 GMT -5
"Night." Ironhide replied as Setinel went to his lower bedroom. He smiled a bit, glad to see the child was happy and not whining and nagging. Ironhide closed the door and locked it. He turned around and sat down in front of the entrance, like a large body guard. He fixed his eyes on the hall in front of him and relaxed a bit, keeping an eye out for any movement.
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