Meet the Cossacks…
Dive barely had time to acknowledge his “little” brother as he slid right past him into the room. “TOADSKY NIET!”
“Брат, мой возлюбленный здесь. ЭТО НЕ СОБИРАЕТСЯ закончится хорошо.” He cursed at Toad trying not to chuckle at the excuse the little master manipulator pulled out. He looked to Wave worried for the naked and confused bot who was mere moments ago occupied.
Wave simply buried himself further into the covers, hoping that Toad didn’t see him. There was no way he could slip on his pants without being noticed, so he stood perfectly still, not moving an inch. Closing his eyes, Wave hoped that everything would just be over with soon so Dive could join him back into bed.
Toad stopped with his bawling, and totally disregarded anything that Dive had to say, plodding over to the bed, tilting his head to one side, before patting on the sheet rather hard, realising that there was someone underneath there.
“Brother, is there someone sleeping there…?” he asked, still poking at the bedsheet.
