ollikah:

letitrainathousandflames:

Shiny Training

Rex: okay I’m captain Rex and I’ll be in charge of your training for the day… now which one of you is the “Hardcase” kid everyone warned me about?

Jesse, pointing up: he uh, just decided to try on the jetpacks and went straight up sir

Hardcase’s voice, from the sky: please tell me these come with parachutes!

In fact, they do;

a-mothers-wings:

criminarchy:

criminarchy:

ambulon-got-what-he-deserved:

ambulon-got-what-he-deserved:

ambulon-got-what-he-deserved:

I’m trying to at least get a start on this fic but it’s just

Perceptor: sass sass

First Aid: sass sass (but medically prescribed)

Perceptor: what gives you the right to give a shit about my health???

First Aid: well Percy I didn’t paint these medic symbols on my chassis because it was trendy

Perceptor: *treating the shuttle steering like a stress ball until his fingers dent it and then screams about it*

First Aid: truly the pinnacle of neurotypical behavior

First Aid: did it ever occur to you that it’s possible that I’m right?

Perceptor: shut up baby-ratchet

I never wrote this and probably never will but this is still the funniest chain I’ve posted I’m wheezing.

@doyourequirefirstaid