Rude Awakenings (Open)

Ever since Rumble had left Teemo's house, the mechanic had been completely preoccupied with his machine work. Spending a break day with Teemo had set him slightly behind his schedule, and Rumble never liked being behind. He always wanted to stay ahead of his schedule, and so the past three weeks have been quite busy for him.

However, machine work wasn't the only thing on Rumble's mind. He had a dilemma to deal with about his "relationship" with Tristana. Rumble had been meeting up with Tristana less often lately. Actually, he barely even saw her anymore. It was during his day with Teemo that Rumble considered dropping his crush on Tristana, for it was having a noticeable negative impact on his life. Rumble couldn't decide, though. Maybe he'd wait. Maybe Tristana would enter his life again, and they'd finally get together.

But Rumble waited, and Tristana never came during these three weeks.

Thus, Tristana became a mere, forgotten part of Rumble's memory, and Rumble stopped worrying about his crush on her. Rumble then became completely engrossed in his work, doing what he loved doing best without ever having to worry about other matters. Life improved from that point. The fanmail subsided slightly (fanmail was annoying to him anyways) and the rumors declined.

It was a good life.

Rumble became slightly surprised, then, when he finally received several knocks from his workshop door. During this time, he had been working on building specialized weapons for the city. He was also working on a very top secret project - something involving parasites - but no one needed to know that. Rumble dropped his tools on the table and promptly opened the door.

He blinked in astonishment when he saw Teemo. He was also slightly embarrassed because Teemo was dressed up nicely, but Rumble had a work apron over his usual outfit that was stained with oil and grease. His fur was also ruffled up from the work. Despite this, Rumble smiled and greeted his friend.

"Oh, Teemo!" he exclaimed. "I wasn't expecting to see you here. What brings you here, bud?"

Rumble chuckled to himself, then he turned his attention back to Teemo and smiled. "Too distracted? Sounds like something's troubling you, bud. Here, come on into my workshop!" Rumble gestured Teemo to enter into the workshop, which was, at its current state, a complete mess of scraps, machinery and tools.

Rumble looked back at his workshop, then turned towards Teemo and let out a nervous chuckle. "Yeah, I've been busy for the past few weeks... but that's no matter! I did tell you you're welcome to drop by anytime. Don't be ashamed of doing so, bud."

Rumble turns around, not expecting Teemo to fall so soon. He takes off his oil-stained gloves and helps Teemo up using both hands.

"Woah there, buddy! Seems like you're being troubled enough to fall over already, heh heh." Rumble chuckles a bit before continuing. "Ya okay, bud? You should watch your step more often, 'cause the floor only gets messier from here."

Rumble inspects the cut for a little bit before speaking to Teemo. "Oh gosh, this looks like a pretty bad cut you got there. Here, I'll take ya to my bedroom and heal it up." Rumble tosses away his grease-stained apron and takes Teemo by the wrist, then drags him towards his bedroom. Once they're in the bedroom, Rumble seats Teemo on the bed while he gets out a first-aid kit.

As Rumble applies ointment to the wound, he looks up at Teemo and chuckles. "Anyways, so ya came here just 'cause ya wanted to spend more time with me? Heh heh, I'm charmed, Tee." He takes out a bandage and starts wrapping it around Teemo's wound.

Rumble finishes tying the bandage around Teemo's wound. He puts the first-aid kit away and hops onto the bed's edge and sits next to Teemo.

"Don't worry about the shoes, my place is usually a mess anyways," Rumble chuckles. "Anyways, while I'm charmed and all that ya came to visit, I dunno what we can exactly do here. You could watch me build machines all day, and while I love building 'em, watching me do that would probably be a real snore for you," he laughed.

Rumble chuckles to himself. Sticks and ropes are so Stone Age, he thinks.

"Heh, I work with metal and other types of advanced machinery, not primitive tools, like sticks and ropes," he states. Rumble grins at Teemo and pats him on the head. "It's nice of you to offer help, though. I could put my work aside for a moment to spend some time with ya, Teemo, so ya don't get bored. Didja have any plans in mind when ya came here?"

((So I just noticed you put a time under the date in your first post... If I had noticed that I still would've been sleeping goddangit x.x))

Rumble laughs at Teemo's fall, not seeming to care that Teemo grabbed onto his shoulders for support. He adjusts his work sleeves a little and hops off the bed. "I told you to watch where you're going," he grins. Rumble pats Teemo's head again and starts heading out of the bedroom.

"We could go somewhere, I suppose, but it's still really early," Rumble states. "Fortunately, you caught me at a good time," he chuckles. "I went to bed real early yesterday, so I'm up for visiting some places if ya want."