no_ufo_ending | Broom closet 020 [action for EVERYWHERE EVER,][4th Wall]

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Broom closet 020 [action for EVERYWHERE EVER,][4th Wall]

_{[OOC: Henry will be popping up in random bathrooms all over Johto (and other places! Visitors, feel free to post and receive a visit from a confused photographer).]}

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_{[That is exactly what happened...that was, until the sun glinted off ironhide's shiny hood. Henry was used to dark spaces and lifted an arm to sheild his eyes...when he caught his own reflection.]

[...in a very familiar tire rim.]

[The hairs on the back of his neck stand up. The shovel in his hands almost slips. No. No, it's just...it's just some big truck. PEOPLE HAVE TRUCKS ALL THE TIME. ESPECIALLY IN POKEMON LAND AHAHA ha ha..ha.]}

[Despite the fact Ironhide has no visible eyes in his truck mode... Henry can probably feel the Autobot's attention shift.]

[Directly onto him.]

_{[Henry bites his lip and sloooowly steps across the grass, never once taking his eyes off that grill.]

[It's just... a truck.]

[It's just a truck.]

[Pleaseletitjustbeatruck.]}

[Oh, it's a truck all right.]

[It's a truck that abruptly unfolds. And stands up.]

_{[Henry sorely wished that there was an Evil Truck Jesus he could repent to so that Ironhide would leave him alone. He didn't waste time, he threw the shovel behind himself and took off back toward the building.]

[It was his only hope.]}

[Ironhide reaches forward, his fingers seizing the back of Henry's shirt.]

[He just lifts.]

Want to discuss your hair now, boy?

_{[Henry makes feeble grabbyhands at the ground as it zooms away from him. He didn't want to look into those huge, grouchy headlights.]}

N-NOT REALLY?

[Don't make any sudden moves, Henry. You're twenty-some feet off the ground.]

I think you should.

_{[Henry knew that covering his eyes would do no good. So he just watched the ground and wished he hadn't thrown his shovel away. He could see it from where he hung.]}

WHAT ABOUT IT?

_{[He was under the impression that he had to shout so that the monster could hear him.]}

Waiting.

[He twitches his fingers. Very slightly. Just enough to make Henry bounce a little.]

For an apology.

_{[Henry lets out a yelp.]

[An apology? Over the hair prank? He looked up at the robot, a frazzled, broken little photographer. He thought about it. It would be the most sensible thing to do...but he was Henry Townshend! He was 21/21! He was a destined god-killer! He wasn't going to be bullied by some stupid space robot.]

[He squares his jaw and squints.]}

No.

[Ironhide's good optic squints right back.]

[He casually shakes out his free hand. Allowing the glowing orange barrel of his fission cannon to emerge. No, he would never use it on a human being, but Henry doesn't need to know that.]

What was that?

_{[That...was not something Henry had counted on.]

[He drew his knees up like a dangled kitten and held his hands out to block the light.]}

I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!