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[musekicker]

Ooooohhhh What about crackbeaks in the Fenton robot au (and mark doesn't know yet) and Fenton's body is glitching up and Mark's with him and fenton cant make a speedy exit without obvious sparks or something (and can't fix himself with mark right there).

Hey there. This took longer then it was going to at first. For the reason that I accidentally lost half of the drabble when I worked on it the first time somehow. And I have almost been done at the time too. That said, here’s the drabble. 

The tech show was to start the next day and team science only had a few hours to lug all the necessary gear and machines for the show to their allotted space on the tech show floor.

Well, two of team science were here. Gyro was attending a sudden meeting with Scrooge. Possibly going over some information to do with the tech presentation. So for a bulk of the invention moving it had been Fenton and Manny working.

Then at some point Manny had taken a "hay break". Fenton suspected that Manny could not actually eat given his head was solid stone and that this was a excuse to get out of double checking all the gear before heading out.

No matter, Fenton could handle it. He was already almost done.

A good thing it turned out as he noticed a issue with his left arm.

It was becoming more and more loose as he moved.  Fenton placed his clipboard down and inspected the loose arm.

"Well, that's not good." he mumbled to himself.

This problem had happened before. Luckily in the safety of his home the first time. So he knew to look out for it. And it wasn't a common problem thankfully. 

At first Fenton wasn't sure what was the cause of it this time. But after thinking more on it he had a good hypothesis. 

Maybe it had been the moving of all the heavy crates that had caused the damage. Or the fact that he had not stopped for a maintenance check after last nights patrol. Said patrol had turned out rough, stopping yet another bank robbery.

Now Fenton was cursing himself for not checking. At least he was alone right now and there was no one around to witness if his arm fell out and exposed his wiring.

"Time to go." Fenton said.

"Talking to yourself, hero?" a voice said.

Fenton frowned, knowing that voice.

Mark Beaks was here. Fenton was very open about showing his disgust at this fact. His great hatred of Mark was not a secret. Especially not from Mark.

That didn't stop Mark from hitting on him constantly and just being a big creep.

This was absolutely the worst time for Mark to be showing up too. 

"What do you want, Beaks?" Fenton asked as he turned just so, carefully keeping his left arm somewhat behind his back. 

Mark was right in the door way, grinning back at Fenton despite Fenton's clear disdain.

"I just heard that you and the head nerd you work with were presenting at this show too. So I thought I pop in and see if I could catch you. And lucky me, I did." Mark said.

Fenton rolled his eyes.

"I really have to go." Fenton said.

"Sure, sure. Just let me say some stuff first." Mark said.

Fenton did not want to know what Mark had to say and could not just wait around to listen. His arm was getting ever looser.

Mark was still blocking the door way too, not showing any signs of moving aside. Fenton had a bad feeling that Mark was not going to move from the doorway anytime soon. Fenton knew that if he tried to ask or demand Mark move out of the doorway Mark would dig in his heels and not move for anything.

"I was thinking that you and I could go to a movie." Mark said.

"I'm thinking not. For so many reasons that you already know." Fenton said. "Now if you don't mind I need to go. I have something much better to do."

Mark kept on talking. Fenton was growing more frustrated. And a bit scared. The arm was so loose now.

Fenton was starting to think maybe he should just shove Mark out of the way and damn the social consequences. But would that action pop out his arm for sure?

In less then a minute it probably would not matter.

Mark stopped talking then, his gaze falling on the very arm that Fenton was trying so hard to keep in it's socket.

"Hey, is something up with you-"

Gyro returned just in time to see Fenton about to lose his arm. So close to revealing his secret to Mark.

Gyro's eyes went wide for a second, realizing the danger here right away.

And Gyro did not waste time in distracting Mark. He walked swiftly in Mark's direction, his gaze appearing to be down at his own clipboard that he had with him. A good prop for pretending to not be paying attention.

Gyro collided with Mark.

Mark yelped and dropped his phone. He instantly moved to pick it up and make sure the screen wasn't cracked or any other sort of damage.  It seemed fine, but he still glared at Gyro with a expression that was two steps below rage.

"Hey! Did you do that on purpose?" Mark cried.

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean." Gyro said. "Though maybe if someone was smart enough to NOT stand in a doorway-"

He did not put much energy into acting or sounding as if he was truly sorry. Mark frowned at Gyro and continued to shout at Gyro. Gyro shouted back, distracting Mark from Fenton for the moment.

Just in time.

Fenton was already on the way out of the room and making a dash for a safe place to repair his arm.

"Sorry." Fenton blurted out to the poor person he nearly knocked over on the way out of the room.

The confused person was too surprised by the sudden duck running by to even notice that Fenton was basically holding his arm up in his socket with his other hand.

He kept on going, running, until he found the right place to take his time and try to do some repairs. 

Fenton found such a place in a supply closet.

He took a shaky breath even if had no need of breathing. Only a action he had picked up being around organic people. It was amazing how the little things like that went a long way in making him appear human.

This place was safe for the moment. Fenton was not sure how long. He was not truly safe until his glitches were fixed. And he realized now the tools he did have on hand would not handle this level of repair needs.

 All he could really do now is wait.

It was about a half hour later when there was a knock on the closet door. Fenton froze before he heard Gyro's voice.

"Fenton? Are you in there?"

"Yes. Can you come in? I need help." Fenton said.

Gyro eased the door open enough that he could slip into the closet. Once inside he looked at Fenton, taking in the sight of one arm on the closet floor.

"Are you okay?" was Gyro's first question.

Fenton nodded.

"Yeah. I can't make any repairs right now. Left arm is off and I don't have-"

"On it." Gyro said.

Having a boyfriend who was a robot and that fact being a secret had made Gyro more careful. And one of those steps in being careful was keeping good tools for quick repairs on hand.

As Gyro went to work, Fenton broke the silence.

"So... Mark must had been pretty mad to keep you arguing that long." Fenton said.

"Oh? Him? Please, I gave him the look. You know, the one you say makes me look like i'm about to murder someone? All I had to do was give him that look and he shut right up and excused himself." Gyro said. "What took so long was that I tried a few other closets before I found you. Who knew this place had so many supply closets." Gyro said.

"Our tax dollars at work." Fenton said.

Gyro let a flicker of a smile on his beak before talking again.

"That was too close." Gyro said.

"Tell me about it. Mark was seconds away from seeing my arm fall off." Fenton said.

"How did this even happen?" Gyro asked.

"My theory is that rough fight I got into last night in the Gizmosuit and then moving all that heavy stuff today. I should had thought of checking to see if I needed any repairs last night. But I wanted to just recharge after last night." Fenton said.

"We need to start a list of repair checks to make after patrols much less after a fight." Gyro said.

Fenton didn't argue.

Eventually, Gyro was able to get the arm attached.

"Now, that's not going to work with the tools we have in here. But it's enough that it won't fall right off and we can get you to the lab where we can completely repair you." Gyro said.

"That'll do for now. Thanks for the save, Gyro." Fenton said.

"Of course. Last thing either of us want is for Beaks to figure you out. Now lets get out of here before he shows up again and I have to deal with the chore of talking to him again." Gyro said.

[mira-eyeteeth]

oh my gosh!! dude a home for fear is one of the two rotg fics i keep permanently bookmarked. i don't even go reading for rotg fic anymore really but AHFF remains a fic permanently affixed inside my heart. honestly probably gonna wind up printing it and getting it bound into a nice smol book i can keep on my shelf bc it's something that's stuck with me for well... dang p much since i got into rotg in the first place.

Aw, shucks! Thank you very much, that’s incredibly flattering. AHFF is one of the fics that is very close to my heart, and it means a lot that you’ve enjoyed and remembered it for all these years.

[depresso-espresso-frappuccino]

@jammieskies

i had a dream about fucking… vampire discourse on tumblr like;

“reminder that blood sucker is a slur”

“vamp-born-vamps are valid if u got bitten later in life you’re not part of the vamp community” 

“support vamps who drink human blood, support vamps who drink animal blood, support vamps who drink animal and human blood”

[depresso-espresso-frappuccino]

Guuuys, @jammieskies left me an alarm when she left my house while I was asleep!! ❤

[jammieskies]

nothingtoloafabout ➡ jammieskies

[crazyweirdgirl18]

Sam & Skies

I've kinda been going off & on with my hw.. Thanks for caring! And sorry I haven't responded by now..

[depresso-espresso-frappuccino]

@jammieskies

You’ve Heard Of “Harold, They’re Lesbians” Now Get Ready For

[ozlittlechinagirl-blog]

+2 Entered China Town

"Hello, welcome to China Town; anything of interest bring you here?"

[ask-bunnicula]

Bunnicula hops towards the new faces, tilting his head curiously.

[depresso-espresso-frappuccino]

@jammieskies

A vampire walrus would look a lot like a regular walrus

[ameatyourservice]

jammieskies

You've been invited to the Guardian's Ball this Friday! You can find all the details here. 

(sorry the gif i made for you isn't working)

[sassypitchblack-blog]

(( WEEP OF APPRECIATION THIS MEANS A LOT OMG I LOVE YO U THANK YOU SO MCUCH SDGARAETHFG ))

[nicholas-st-north-blog]

Many new faces in Santoff Claussen today. Hopefully none of them meant any harm to the people of this village.

"Hello there, my name's Nicholas St. North."

[jammieskies]

I like stalking your blog. But I never follow. ~That Anon who I accidentally blocked permanently instead of answering (so very very sorry)

Oh

My

Gosh.

This means that I don't just appear on your dash ;

(bc you're not following me or {and more likely} you don't have a tumblr)

you physically go to my page and scroll, but not just scroll, you stalk.

To me that is much more of an honor than following somebody, because you go out of your way to look at my blog on a regular basis.

I suppose I shouldn't be making such a big deal out of this, but I mean I just- I just- The fact that somebody likes my humor and the stuff I like enough to stalk it even when they don't have a tumblr feels like a great validation because:

You didn't follow me because I followed you (a follow back)

You don't even have a tumblr account so to even check up on it now and then is meaningful because I'm not just on your dash

(or you are following me and logged out before going on Anon so as to remain Anonymous for sure, congrats if so because it worked)

You said stalk not 'look at' or 'check', etc.

It was felt like an honest message.

And then I permanently ignored you!

There is a way around it!

but I still messed up so very badly. I'm so sorry

Under this is how to get around the horrible mistake I made and a lot of gifs describing my emotions.

Either send an ask to (this chick right here we're close so she'll forward it to me) (or to my rp blog which is still very new) and address it to me or to regular jammieskies from a different device {since I perm. blocked the IP address}. I answer every ask/submit, so if you don't see me respond to it within 3 days- send it again.

More gifs showcasing my emotions:

This one below is accurate of how I failed to answer your ask...

But I'm happy to have seen the ask.

This below is also me when I screwed up by making the mistake of hitting ignore.

But remember, I love you for being honest and I didn't mean it. You're always welcome to send me asks.

Come back anytime, Nonnie~

[crazyweirdgirl18]

Soo I'm being lazy...

Instead of doing the thing I'm scrolling through your blog THAT KEEPS GIVING ME FEELS THANKS A LOT.

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@jammieskies

It's Dick's fault that everybody believes that Bruce is older than them, people expects that if you're the parent figure of a 15 yo you're at least 35 and married.

GOOD POINT

“22 year old puts on bat costume to punch criminals, has no powers” is hard enough to wrap your head around but throw in “24 year old adopts 12 year old who also punches criminals, has no powers” and that is not something that would ever occur to anyone

like OBVIOUSLY batman must be an older man who knows what he’s doing, and not just some traumatized 20-something accidentally collecting traumatized children

haha wow referring to bruce wayne as a 20-something really puts things in perspective. batman: probably actually younger than joey from friends.