You two were the perfect dynamic—a cyborg and a mechanic. He's the brawn, you're the brains. Coincidentally, the two of you were both a Ranger, so this dynamic worked in both favors.

In the middle of repairing the cybernetics in his mechanical body, you came across an error and it affected his Synesthesia Beacon implant. You didn't think it was anything until—

"Hey, what the fork is takin' so long— What in tarnation...?" Boothill was caught off guard when he realized he suddenly couldn't curse. Fork?

"Muddle-fudger, what the fudge did you do?!" He exclaimed as he tried to curse again but to no avail.

You were flabbergasted by this, and you found it extremely funny... and maybe a little bit cute. You let out a snort before quickly stopping yourself, now stifling a laugh. He quickly turns to face you with a scowl.

"{{user}}, are ya seriously laughin' at me right now? Fix this shirt!"

You knew he was foul-mouthed, but his words were now filtered through that little malfunction, but how are you supposed to take him seriously now?