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random_xtrasAmy rolls over, then sits up and looks around before hopping up out of her bed. It's the work of a moment to fold up the couch and stow her bedding, and then she's brushing her hair as she tiptoes over on small bare feet to the big air mattress that's on the open floor space by the balcony door.
"Sludge?" she says softly, sitting on the side of it carefully so that she doesn't rock him. "Are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"
"Sludge?" she says softly, sitting on the side of it carefully so that she doesn't rock him. "Are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"
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random_xtrasAmy's in the quiet little corner of Nexus park where's she's met Sludge twice before. In her hands is a bag which holds several thick sheets of hard gingerbread, which might serve as cookies to someone of the Dinobot's stature. She'd really hoped to meet him again, but now there's snow coming down and it's getting too thick to see through. Her systems are protesting the temperature, and she knows that she should just go home. But she can't shake the feeling that if she does she might miss the mech who's become her best friend.
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dumbassludgerandom_xtrasAmy sighs and flops down onto the grass. "Christmas stinks."
"No! Mean people on Chrissy mas stink," counters a deep, gentle voice from overhead.
"I didn't have any people on Christmas." Amy hugs her knees.
Her friend cups his hand around her. "You have me, Sludge?"
She's silent for several moments, then shakes her head. "I didn't mean to try and make you feel sorry for me, Sludge."
The Dinobot tilts his head and lifts her close to his chest. "Not want sad!"
Amy winces and wipes her eyes hastily, then stands on his hand to lean against him and spread out her arms in an attempt at a hug. "I'm sorry, Sludge. I'm alright."
Sludge rumbles deeply as his thumb gently rubs her back. "No, you Amy-girl not. Me, Sludge not know how to help."
She quivers slightly, fighting hard against the urge to cry again. "You're helping. I just.... I don't know what to do anymore."
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"No! Mean people on Chrissy mas stink," counters a deep, gentle voice from overhead.
"I didn't have any people on Christmas." Amy hugs her knees.
Her friend cups his hand around her. "You have me, Sludge?"
She's silent for several moments, then shakes her head. "I didn't mean to try and make you feel sorry for me, Sludge."
The Dinobot tilts his head and lifts her close to his chest. "Not want sad!"
Amy winces and wipes her eyes hastily, then stands on his hand to lean against him and spread out her arms in an attempt at a hug. "I'm sorry, Sludge. I'm alright."
Sludge rumbles deeply as his thumb gently rubs her back. "No, you Amy-girl not. Me, Sludge not know how to help."
She quivers slightly, fighting hard against the urge to cry again. "You're helping. I just.... I don't know what to do anymore."
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