mv. Cybervention I. Terrorists and New Friends

[microbots]

artist's alley: *teeming with interested Convention goers pouring over tables*

Con goer 1: I'm telling you, that scene where Hulk transformed and hammered that hostage taker is epic!

Con goer 2: I still think the scene where Iron Man brought the bad guys a 'gift' was better.

Cg 1: That's just another stupid bomb scene. That's been over done.

Cg 2: He was trying to reach Pepper though! That was sweet. 'Cept she didn't pick up her freaking phone.

Cg 1: Gag me with a brick. 'Little guy's tougher than he looks' is way better. *glances at a table they're passing and sees something he does agree with his friend about* 'Shifters'? Lame. Alien robots are uber fail.

Cg 2: Totally lame.

Cg 1: And all that hype about it being done by a kid? Yeah right. *snorts and looks around* Dude! Combat Zombie!

Cg 2: Where?!

Cg 1: *already pushing that way*

scary guys: *suddenly rips off their janitorial uniforms and display black body armour and guns!* Nobody move!

Cg 1: *freezes, eyes wide with shock* ...Is it a publicity stunt?

Cg 2: I dunno, man! *scared spitless*

sg 1: *quick look around for a hostage and grabs that dark-haired kid sitting there minding a table for the artist* Everyone on the ground!

kid: *quiet and submissive as the sg 1 puts an arm around his neck and points the gun to his head*

Cg 2: *flattened himself on the ground*

security guard: *trying to be subtle and radio for back-up*

sg 2: *lets off a burst of gunfire into the air* Drop that radio!

sg 1: *presses gun to kid's head*

kid: *wibbles at the guard, dark eyes begging him not to do anything stupid*

security guard: *drops the radio, hating the situation right now*

Cg 2: *to his friend* Hey, man, chill. We'll be okay. *sounds just a bit freaked himself*

Cg 1: *hit the floor with all the other Con goers. Softly* We're all gonna die.

sg 1: Alright. Now this is what we want. *lists terms, including the release of some Middle Eastern terrorists that were recently captured in Washington D.C.* Somebody get all that?

security guard: I need my radio to relay that request.

sg 1: No! Get those video cameras going! *pauses and looks down as the kid speaks quietly*

kid: Know what? I'm bored.

sg 1: What?? You little...

security guard: *worried about the kid's safety* We'll get the video cameras going, just let the kid go.

sg 1: *shakes the kid and pushes the gun harder against his head* Shut the #%&$#@ up, you little &#$%@$#!

kid: *scowls, all his submission fading*

Cg 1: The kid's gonna die. We're all gonna die. The kid's @$&%$#@ing him off and we're all gonna die.

Cg 2: *murmuring "Oh crud" over and over again*

security guard: Don't be a hero, kid...

kid: *glances at the guard, and then bucks his head back into his captor's chest*

sg 1: You little $%$#%#$#%$#!!! *will yank the kid off his feet, intends to shoot him as an example*

kid: *transforms. One minute there's the dark haired kid. And the next a little yellow and green robot has kicked the man in the face*

Cg 2: Holy %$%$#%#$!!!

security guard: *boggling*

sg 1: *so startled that he drops his gun*

kid: *follows the kick with an uppercut to the hostage taker's chin, and then rockets across the room to grab that gun that just started rattling a hail of bullets at him. Rips gun away, and then belts the shooter with it before jetting toward the next gunman and slapping him hard in the back of the head*

tall, blond guy: *just showed up at the door and looked in* Sundog, what the heck?

security guard: *looks at the guy* What the @$#@!@ is going on here??

kid: *glances toward the door, but continues toward the last two gunmen, soon has them laying on the floor and groaning as he bends their guns into curlicues* I'm doing what Destrons do, Uncle Jean.

security guard: *to the guy* Who the *bleep* are you???

tall blond guy: *shows his badge, as well as his convention badge* Lt. Jean Havoc.

security guard's radio: *crackling and demanding to know what happened in there from where it's laying on the floor*

security guard: *answering his radio with an "I have no *BLEEPING* idea!"* *is pretty sure he's in over his head now, if military are involved*

guy on the radio: //We heard gun shots!//

Sundog: *piling up the scary guys*

Cg1: *watching the robot with wide and disbelieving eyes as he lays on the floor beside his best friend*

cg2: *wide eyed too* So we're not gonna die?

security guard: You won't believe this, but we've got a real life Shifter down here..

Jean: *to Sundog* Did you get 'em all?

Sundog: *gives his Uncle an incredulous look for asking that*

Cg1: Dude. Shifters are real?

cg2: I guess?

Jean: *chuckling* Just thought I'd ask.

Sundog: Sometimes I think Dad's right about you, sir. *looks over as three more security guards pour into the room and frowns slightly* Should I put my hands up or something?

Jean: No. I got this. *moving to approach the security guards* The bad guys are all gathered in the pile.

boss guard: *looks around at the Convention goers laying on the floor, and the heap of guys in black body armour* What happened?

Jean: They tried taking hostages and got their butts handed to them by Sundog.

boss guard: Sundog? *still scoping the room as the other guards talk to the guy who was in here and call the police*

security guard: The little guy with wings. He's a Shifter. *still flabbergasted*

boss guard: *looks at the little robot, who is hunkered down and talking to a frightened young child* What's a Shifter?

security guard: Like in the movie that's coming out next year. The robot people.

boss guard: *slight scowl* Never heard of it. Who's that? *nods to Jean*

security guard: One of the people from the military base outside of town...

boss guard: *scowl deepens a bit* What's he doing here?

Jean: I was here to enjoy the convention with my nephew, but it's looking like I have to help with detaining the terrorists.

boss guard: Your nephew? *glances at the little robot as he comes over. All around them frightened people are getting slowly to their feet and moving into comforting huddles*

Sundog: I called Aunty Denver. And asked Dad to bring a big crate of the little soft Sundog dolls.

Jean: Sweet. *grin for Sundog* *then to the boss guard* It's an honorary title.

boss guard: So you're human?

Jean: Since the day I was born, yes.

boss guard: *watches some cops come in*

Javan: Slaaaaaaag.

Alice: Well, this will be fun to clean up.

Sundog: *runs to them* I called the base. *wants hugs!*

Javan: 'Kay, so we'll be seein' Major Mack, 'n a few other squads? *grins and gives hugs*

Alice: *moving to fuss over Sundog*

Sundog: Whoever Aunty Denver sends. *snuggles Alice*


at the outside door


security guards: *try to block the entrance*

Samuel: *there with big crate on a dolly. Flashes ID* Lt. Samuel Robertson. My son's in there.

other guard: *boggling* It's the Boob Hippy!

Samuel: Yeah. That too. So can I come in? *worried about his sparklet*

other guard: Er... *radios to ask*


back inside


boss guard: *answers radio, and then stares at Jean* The boob hippy's a soldier?

Jean: Yeah. He chose to fight for Breast Cancer Awareness as well. It's the one battle he can fight that's guaranteed to make life better for others

boss guard: *doesn't snerk out loud, but his eyebrow does something funny* Okay. *to the radio* Let him in.

Samuel: *arrives a few moments later with the crate of Sundog plushies*

Sundog: *peeks over Alice's arm* Dad! :D

Alice: *will let Sundog go, since she knows how Samuel can fuss*

Samuel: *moves to get his kid* Are you alright, Sundog? *worried Dad is WORRIED*

Sundog: Of course. They only had Uzis, Dad. *snuggle, purr*

Samuel: *snerk* Lame.

Sundog: *sobers* But they sure scared these guys. Let's get the dolls out. *looks at the people in the room, and then over to the door and the people protesting not being let in to see what happened*

Samuel: Yeah. *sets Sundog down and moves to get the crate open* Denver's getting restraints and she said she'd let the Chief and Mike know.

Sundog: Is Uncle Dallas coming? *grabs dollies and starts giving to the kids first* *dolls are little flat chibi Sundogs made of fine, inexpensive plush*

Samuel: I think so. *helping hand out dollies to the kids and clicking softly as he does so*

Sundog: *back for more, will give them to adults now. Gives one to Cg2* *grin* 'Shifters' isn't lame. And I am the writer and artist.

Cg2: *quietly thanks Sundog, is probably going to keep his mouth shut for the rest of the convention*

Cg1: *accepts doll and turns it over mutely after saying thank you. Studies the signature machine embroidered on the little flat plush's butt. He's also feeling like he should just keep quiet. And he's blushing with embarrassment at having been overheard saying such stupid things*

Jean: *saluting as a tall, black haired woman in fatigues arrives to speak to the guards*

Sundog: *looks over and waves* Hi, Aunty Denver!

Denver: *glances over to Sundog and gives him a smile and wave*

tall, greying soldier: *also waves to Sundog*

Sundog: *soft, trilling call to the soldier, then points to his feet quizzically as he spots the soft canvas slip-ons the man's wearing*

greying soldier: *sheepish grin* This was all I had time to put on between when Lt. Col. Trach got your call and when she made us get into an SUV. Before that, I was otherwise occupied.

Samuel: *snickerfitdie, hands out more dollies*

Sundog: *grins, and then pauses as he realizes the person he's gonna hand a dolly to is the fangirl of VTech*

fangirl: *quietly* Can I get a hug, too, please?

Sundog: *brows shoot up at the quietness of her voice, then he wibbles slightly with sympathy and wraps his strong arms around her in a gentle squish*

fangirl: *happy little squee as she's hugged* *quietly* Thanks.

Sundog: *grins at her and gives the dolly* You're welcome. Thanks for coming to Cybervention I.

fangirl: I hope there's one next year. *small grin, moves to find where her friends got to*

one of the other convention goers: *studying their doll, and looking at the tag on the elastic around the doll's neck*

tag: "Lovingly made for you in a sweatshop right here in Blacksburg!"

con goer: *snerk* Nice.

boy that plays Jazz: *gives her a quizzical look* The doll? Ain' it cute? *grin*

con goer: Read what the tag says. *amused*

btpJ: I know. I wrote it. *big grin*

con goer: ... Can I get your autograph? *grin*

btpJ: *jolly laugh* Do ya even know who I am?

con goer: Someone with a sense of humor.

btpJ: *laughter* You ever see a show called 'Watch out! Bots!'?

con goer: No... I've heard of it though.

btpJ: Awwww. *takes out a little heavy cardboard Jazz dolly with a glossy finish and shows it to her, his dark eyes all puppy dog with teasing and pretend hurt*

con goer: *blink blink* *grin* Can I have your autograph? *is she flirting? MUN THINKS SHE IS!*

btpJ: *grin widens as he pulls out a fine sharpie and turns the Jazz dolly over to scrawl a "Collen James" on the butt* Can't refuse a pretty lady. *someone seems to be returning the favour*

con goer: *grins a bit more* You doing anything after this?

Collen: Just goin' ta study hall. *winks as he offers the dolly* Who wantsta know?

con goer: *as she accepts the dolly* Anjeanette Grant. My friends all call me Andey.

Collen: That is one sweet name.

Samuel: *glances over, and then pokes Javan* Look at your mini me.

Javan: *looks, snerks* Why d'ya think he got the part?

Samuel: *snerks too* Yeah. It's kinda scary watching you two in the same room.

Javan: *slight headtilt as he thinks about that* Now that ya mention it... It is kinda spooky...

Sundog: *trills again, the call echoing softly in the big room*

Andey: *slight start at the trill, looks to Sundog*

Vato: *also looks over from where he's helping Denver cuff the terrorists*

Collen: *startles slightly too* What's wrong, Andey baby?

Andey: What was that sound Sundog made just now?

Collen: *looks over and sees the little Seeker looking back at him* He's talkin' in another language.

Andey: Oh. *attention goes to Vato when she hears a similar trill* o.0

Samuel: *saw that girl looking, and heard her question. Goes over and pokes Vato*

Vato: *startles and looks at Samuel with raised brows*

Samuel: *over coms* //That girl over there by miniJazz seems kinda interested in what you and Sean just said.//

Vato: *quick glance around, snerks* *over his radio* //Her and about a quarter of the room...// *saw all the people who noticed the trill from Sundog looking for the source of the sound*

Samuel: //They were just looking.// *trills softly and watches her reaction* //Look at her eyes.//

Vato: *raised brow as he watches the girl boggle a bit more* //... Do you have any NDAs or should I call Osk and have her send some with another soldier?//

Samuel: //*snerks over the channel* All I have is tatas.//

Vato: *small nod* *putting in a call to the base*

Samuel: //Wait. Lemme ask Lt. Col. Mac.// *pings Denver*

Denver: *without looking up from what she's doing* //Ah swear, 'Streakah, 'f y'u trah Rickroll'n' me 'gain, Ah'm shootin' yer aft in public.//

Samuel: *throws a tata at her* //You have any NDAs, chief? Somebody here understands what Sundog just said to the catman.//

Denver: *as she catches the tata and moves to throw it back, at speed, at Samuel's head* //Ah gotta couple. Who needs t' sahgn 'em th's go 'round?//

Vato: *flicks his eyes toward the girl over there talking to Collen*

Samuel: *yelps and falls over as the tata hits, then grumbles and laughs*

Denver: *smug grin as she has Vato and Jean finish cuffing the terrorists and moves to head over to where Collen and his friend are*

Collen: *sees her and throws on the charm!* Hey, Major Mac, whatsup?

Andey: *bit of a 'meep' expression on her face now*

Denver: 'Lo, Collen. *gentle smile on her face* Mahnd intr'ducin' me t' yer friend?

Collen: *quizzical tilt of one brow, but he beams at the girl by his side* This's Andey. Andey, this's Lt. Col. Denver McKenzie. *grin* Lady's a tough aft Marine.

Sundog: *hugging Aunty from behind now*

Andey: *so surprised* Wow...

Denver: Ah'm jes' gonna say th's now, y'all ain't in trouble, but Ah do need t' talk t' both'a y'u 'n prahvet, please. *hand back to give Sundog's shoulder a gentle squeeze*

Collen: *easy chuckle as his almond eyes twinkle* Mama, I ain't ever in trouble. I am trouble.

Javan: *'scuse him a moment, he has to go laugh his head off at that*

Denver: *chuckles* Ah figgered, but Ah do still need t' talk t' both'a y'u wh're nobodeh c'n ovah'eah us. *relaxed, so obviously it isn't something bad or scary that's about to go down*

Collen: *turns that bright and mischievous grin to Andey* You good, baby?

Andey: *quietly, suddenly overcome with shyness* I guess so... *moving a bit closer to Collen*

Collen: *arm around her shoulders and now looks so pleased* Okay, Col. Mac. Where you wanna go?

Denver: Wh're's a good place t' chat wit' no people 'round? *looks to Sundog, since he knows the convention layout better than she does*

Sundog: *grin* Service corridor or bathrooms.

Collen: *snickerfitdie*

Denver: *as Andey facepalms* Le's jes' fahnd a quahet cohnah, th'n. *so amused*

Collen: *heads for the service corridor, his arm still around Andey's shoulders*

Denver: *chuckles and moves to follow*

Sundog: *waves to them, and then goes and tackles Jean. Wants loves now*

Jean: *will give cuddles*

Andey: *still looks very worried*

Denver: *making it look like she's got the NDAs in her pocket* *searching for a pen as she walks*

Collen: *pokes her in the back with his sharpie* *cheery grin continues*

Denver: Th't won' work. Ain't fahn-tipped 'nough t' fill 'n th' forms.

Andey: ... Forms?

Collen: Whaddya mean? It's a fine tip, Colonel.

Denver: 'T'd bleed. *to Andey* Non-disclosure agreements.

Collen: Hmmm. *lets go of Andey to look in his cargo pockets* Gotta scented gel pen.

Denver: Th't'd work.

Andey: ... Non-disclosure agreements. *very worried now*

Collen: *holds up the pen, which has glittery pink ink that smells like strawberry* Don't worry, Andey. It's all Jake.

Andey: *hesitantly reaches for the pen, and for one of the offered NDAs. Brows up as she begins reading, and then they're slowly climbing higher and higher* *looks up* This is for real?

Collen: *simply* Yup. I've done one.

roar: *of surprised applause from outside*

Collen: 0.0 Oh man. Nobody told Optimus the convention got interrupted 'n he arrived.

Denver: *snickerfitdie* *just got commed by a very surprised Optimus*

Andey: ... *back to filling out the form*

Collen: We never even got ta pass out the Oppy dollies. *face palm*

Denver: Y'all c'n do th't latah. Optimus won't mahnd.

Collen: Seems kinda rude ta stand the big guy up like this. *looks toward the door that leads back to the artist's alley*

Andey: *obscenity as she finishes reading and signs the form*

Collen: *looks at her with surprise* What's wrong, baby?

Andey: *bites her lower lip for a moment, but then remembers that Collen has signed one of the forms* My grandparents and parents could've used the protection these forms say is provided.

Collen: *softly sucks in his breath* *softly* Mrrpt-Nyaah?

Denver: *raised brow is a go*

Andey: *more lip biting and a small nod*

Collen: *offers cuddles now with no shyness at all*

Denver: Collen, 'ow d'y'u know 'bout th' Mrrpt-Nyaah?

Collen: *grins* Doggy told me.

Denver: *relaxes* Ah. Th't 'splains wah y'u sahgned 'n NDA th'n. *chuckles* *to Andey* Y'u're not th' onleh Mrrpt-Nyaah 'n th's world, 'on. Th' grey-'ahed soldier's 'un, 'n 'e's gotta cousin who w's bohn 'eah. Th're's a small population 'f 'em bohn 'n Eart'. Th'r natural form's 'uman, 'f th'y w're bohn 'n th't foahm.

Andey: ... So there're other Earth-born Mrrpt-Nyaah like me then?

Collen: Yup. *grin*

Andey: Wow... *blinks a bit as she realizes that not only is she being cuddled, Collen only started cuddling her once he knew what race she actually is* *bit of a blush at this very Mrrpt-Nyaah offer of comfort and friendship, but doesn't try to push him away*

Denver: C'mon. Le's go bug Optimus. *dirty rotten stinker of a grin*

Collen: *soft croon of friendship and offering of warmth to Andey, and then grins at Denver* Sure thing, Boss.

Andey: *so much blush, and a slight whisper of a purr*

Denver: *moves to hold the door open, is explaining the situation to Sundog, Jean and Vato over comms, and filling Tracks in as well*

Sundog: *waves excitedly from where he's standing beside Optimus and the box of lovely little hard cardboard dolls that can transform*

Optimus: *so totally wasn't expecting to hear that the convention had nearly been hijacked by terrorists, is still very worried about the humans and it shows as he takes the time to talk to each and every person who approaches him, making sure they're alright. Already got hugs from the fangirl of VTech*

Jean: *standing over on the other side of Optimus, happily chatting people up for statements about the hostage taking incident*

Vato: *helping organize the line, and getting an accurate count of people, so he knows how many dolls to send Samuel back to base for*

Cg1: *Optimus doll and Sundog doll are arguing about who is going to clean out the bleeping garage as he stands near the door that Denver and co come out of*

Denver: *so amused, will move to help organize the line, and shoo Vato over towards Collen and Andey*

Collen: Nah, dude. They'd have you do it. *snerks and brings Andey to meet Vato*

Cg2: Yeah, 'cause I'm not doing it for you! I don't even live there! *laughs and goes to see if that cute girl he saw get hugged by Sundog wants to get pizza or something*

Collen: *snerk* Burn. Hey, Ensign Falman!

Vato: Hello, Collen. *to Andey* Hello, miss. I do not believe we have met.

Collen: Ensign Falman, this' my [sometimes warmth], Andey. Andey, this' Ensign Vato Falman.

Andey: It's nice to meet you, sir.

Vato: *smile* Likewise. Near hijacking aside, how has the convention been?

Andey: It's been... Interesting.

Collen: *peeks at her sideways* You glad you came?

Andey: *small smile* Yeah.

Vato: *soft chuckle*

Collen: She was born here, Boss. Her family's ben here awhile.

Vato: *small nod* Like my cousin's family.

Andey: *quietly* That's what Lt. Col. MacKenzie said...


meanwhile


convention goer: *just poked a pin into Optimus between plates and wasn't noticed* o.0 *awed cussword* He's really a robot.

Samuel: *snickerfitdie*

Optimus: *doing his best to keep calm and not fuss over the humans too much* *to the convention goer who poked a pin in between his armor plates* That particular area doesn't have a lot of sensors.

pin poker: *numb shock* I thought you were a guy in a costume.

Optimus: *small headshake* No... Though there are people who are building costumes to resemble Shifters. *small smile*

poker: *suddenly looking up at a very very tall costume Optimus* Eeep. *zoom!*

costume Optimus: *laughing now*

Optimus: *laughing as well* *to the costume Optimus* How are you enjoying the convention, Jamie?

Jamie: I'm wondering what the heck happened in here, sir. *moves carefully on his stilts and then works the levers that will make the costume lower its head to look at Optimus*

Optimus: From my understanding, a group of would-be terrorists tried taking hostages, and Sundog took objection to that. I arrived after things quieted down.

Jamie: *snerks* Laaaaame.

Samuel: Naw. What was lame was that they only had Uzis.

Jamie: That could have hurt somebody, though. The lamest part was hitting a place with a Seeker presence.

Optimus: Not just a Seeker presence... Felicity's here, somewhere.

Samuel: Yeah, and I was out front, picketing and manning my stand. *brat grin*

Jamie: Ali's over in the main hall in her Elita costume.

Optimus: *chuckles* How is she handling the stilts?

Jamie: *chuckles* She kicked a guy in a metal Megatron costume on the butt.

Optimus: *facepalm, snerk*

Samuel: ... Dude, there's a guy running around in a metal costume? *scoots off to find the guy*

Jamie: There's more than one person in a metal costume, but I think Jazz and Prowl are girls.

Optimus: *chuckles* I've seen some pretty impressive costumes already. One girl had her entire costume made out of foam and fabric.

Jamie: There's the Jazz costume. *watches an itty bitty white car with a number on it drive in slowly*

Optimus: I'm impressed they got it to move.

Jamie: *chuckles* There's a little motor that runs the back wheels. *watches the car unfold to take its place in the lineup for signed Optimus dolls*

Optimus: Ah... I see. *chuckles* That sort of thing would be something Wheeljack would have thought of, more than likely. *so amused, even as he signs more autographs and poses for pictures*

Jamie: I think those two girls are engineering students. *groans as he hears the voice of the Queen of the Fatgirls, then snerks softly as he sees Alice escorting the girls away from the door* Did she just tell them they're still investigating in here?

Optimus: That would explain it then. And yes, she did.

Felicity: *coming in one of the side doors, looking a bit confused*

Collen: *sees his fellow cast member and perks* Ferdy! Hey!

Felicity: *looks for who called her name, perks when she sees Collen. Will move to approach* Hey, Collen. Is this where we're supposed to be doing autographs?

Collen: Just wherever. *grins at her, then looks at the girl at his side* Andey, this's Felicity Oberson. She 'n her sisters play Elita on my show. *grin widens slightly as he looks up at Vato's snort*

Andey: Hello, Felicity. It's nice to meet you.

Felicity: *big, sunny grin* Likewise, Andey. Hi, Uncle Vato. ^_^

Collen: You have your dolls, Ferdy? *has some of his own fanned out in one hand* 'N you seen Garret? *glances around for the tall, serious African American boy who plays Optimus on the show*

Felicity: Yup! *carefully swings her backpack around and pulls out one of the boxes she brought* I saw a line going into the men's room earlier, he might be in there, or it might be that the toilet's broken or something...

Collen: o.0 XD So long as it ain't that you walked in there again. *pat pats her shoulder*

Andey: They need to mark stuff better. *nod nod*

Felicity: *sheepish smile* *then* Did you see Ali's costume? I'd fall over if I tried to wear something like that.

Collen: *points over his shoulder toward Jamie*

Felicity: *looks* Wow. I'd fall over if I wore something like that, too.

Collen: *good natured laughter as she misses the point, then looks at Andey* You wanna Elita dolly, baby?

Andey: Sure... *carefully situates her Jazz doll so it's riding inside her badge protector*

Felicity: Okay. *will get one of the Elita dolls out and her glittery pen. Then she's carefully signing her autograph, making sure it's in English and not Cybertronian*

Andey: Thank you. *smiles as Felicity offers her the signed doll*

Felicity: ^_^ You're welcome.

Collen: So what's the place your folks're livin' at like?

Andey: We live in the sticks... We've got a little bit of land out in Montana, but not much. Maybe an acre or so. Most winters, we're lucky to keep the house heated and the electricity on.

Collen: *frowns with concern as he looks to Vato*

Vato: *much frown on his face* What's your food situation like?

Andey: We do alright. Mom and Dad both hunt if the weather's not too bad.

Felicity: *wibbles and moves to give Andey a big hug*

Collen: Man. They gotta come here.

Andey: I don't know if they would be willing to relocate. Dad's job is in town.

Vato: There is work here, and housing as well.

Collen: *nod nod! Puppy eyes*

Andey: But what jobs would hire someone who's only ever worked at WallyWorld?

Collen: Lots. *looks around as someone walks up and stops by them*

Gavin: *cheerful expression is clear despite the fact that he is in feline form. Is shorter than Mrrpt-Nyaah men normally are, and much brawnier. Decided that since he's in the comic books he'd come in 'costume'. Has found a larger version of his uniform to wear*

Vato: *surprised expression is a go* *signing* [Gavin, what are you doing?]

Andey: *boggling now*

Felicity: *distracted from sad by Gavin's arrival. Will squee and move to give him a hug too*

Gavin: [Costume!] *whisker twitch*

Vato: ... [Costume? Does Lt. Col. MacKenzie know?] *raised brow is a go*

Gavin: *nod nod, then rubs his cheek on Felicity's head and purrs*

Felicity: *much hug*

Vato: *amused snort* [You have fuzz.]

Gavin: *glances toward moving fingers, then rubs a hand over the soft, fine white fluff on his head* *then holds out a hand to Andey in offer of cuddles*

Andey: *laughs and gives hugs*

Collen: *laughs and hugs the big cat man too*

Vato: *to Andey and Collen* This is my cousin, Gavin Caine. *signs to Gavin* [More families on Earth.]

Gavin: *snuzzles his nose into Andey's hair and gives a little nod*

Andey: *and there's that soft whisper of a purr again*

Felicity: *happily yapping away about various subjects, just pay her no mind*

Collen: *and then he perks and pulls away from the hug as music reaches his ears* Here's the other guest! Andey, you're gonna love this guy. *drags her off toward the sound of 'Crazy Train'*

Gavin: *slight pouty kitty face, then headbutts Vato and goes to look at the art tables and show off his 'costume'*

Vato: *acks as he's headbutted* Why you... *moves to follow Gavin, will explain about Andey's family situation after he catches up with his cousin*

Felicity: *blinks a bit as she's left standing alone, then decides to go see Optimus and Jamie. Will hand out Elita dolls as she goes*

Denver: *stops on her way over to stand by the girl, then snerks and goes to pull Sundog out of the doll box he's sleeping in*

((written with random_xtras))