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raisedbymoogles) wrote2012-02-27 09:27 pm
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Rhinox understood. Perhaps he'd been overzealous, in his way. Too little variety dulled the senses, after all. So the next time he went out for a wander, he left the bananas alone. (The local ape species were delighted.)
Which is not to say he returned to the Ark empty-handed. When Optimus returned from his patrol, he found Rhinox putting the finishing touches on a dizzying display of fruit: tempting mangos, tart pineapple, bright cherries and plums, fragrant oranges, and a funny, fuzzy fruit Rhinox insisted was called a kiwi. Their juice pooled in their platter, irresistibly sweet, and Optimus felt his gyroscopes briefly lose function.
"And not a banana in sight," Rhinox said with a smile, plucking up a piece of mango and holding it out for him. Optimus closed his mouth around it, and around Rhinox's fingertips, with an appreciative hum.