"Gah!"
Beta rolled her eyes for what felt like the umpteenth time that day. A loud explosion sounded behind her, and she wasn't surprised to see her brother stumbling towards her, fur singed and looking like he'd just won first place at the science fair. He coughed, and a few cloud of black smoke came from his mouth. "Still needs a bit of work," he commented, as more smoke billowed from his mouth and fur. "But my Palmie Attracting Device is coming along splendidly." By splendidly, he meant it had only blown up about three times. A new personal best. He tried to wipe the singe off his face, and nudged Beta. "Would you like to help me with it? It's going to take some time to perfect..."
Beta couldn't help but give a long suffering sigh. "No, 'Jack, I just wanna sit here and enjoy the sun and the surf. Besides, I happen to like having all of my fur intact. If you singe it off with your...Explosions, I'll look like an Akail who's gotten too much sun." Wheeljack tilted his head, unsure of how his sister could ever manage that with her green and peach fur, but shrugged anyways. "Suit yourself. But this time I know I'll get it right." So said and proclaimed, a few minutes later, his invention exploded again. Beta rolled her eyes as her singed and smoking brother wobbled unsteadily past her field of vision, and watched as the water lapped at her outstretched paws.
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