[Before Sprocket can unleash his tapir fury onto the sidewalk for badmouthing his nonexistent mother, his partner finally arrives to take control of the situation.
I mean, she has to take control of something since she can't seem to control him.]
Yeah, not happening.
[She picks him up by the scruff of his neck like a helpless tapirkitten. Sprocket, still feeling some amount of rage, narrows his eyes at the pavement.]
Consider yourself lucky.
[Arcee would have left it at that and drag her 'mon back to their apartment, but upon seeing York, sighs when she realizes Sprocket is dragging people into his nonsense. Because it can never be that simple, can it?]
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I mean, she has to take control of something since she can't seem to control him.]
Yeah, not happening.
[She picks him up by the scruff of his neck like a helpless tapirkitten. Sprocket, still feeling some amount of rage, narrows his eyes at the pavement.]
Consider yourself lucky.
[Arcee would have left it at that and drag her 'mon back to their apartment, but upon seeing York, sighs when she realizes Sprocket is dragging people into his nonsense. Because it can never be that simple, can it?]
Nothing to see here, folks.