TPF. MacKenzie Family Farm. Family Reunion Part 1

[dens_extra_pups]

Mason: *wincing and growling as his brother laughs* Dangit, Cassie, how much pepper'd you put in these nachos? Y'u tryin' to cook the family from the insahd?

Cassie: Ain't mah fault y'u cain't 'andle stuff lahk y'u did wh'n we first got marriehd.

Jeb: Mason's jes' jumpy on account of today. *still chuckling*

Mason: *swats at him. And has another bite of nachos. Cries real tears*

Cassie: Well, Ah don' blame 'im f'r bein' jumpeh. Now y'all need t' git outta mah kitchen so Ah c'n finish cookin' lunch.

Jeb: *wibble face* But Ah'm 'ungreh.

Cassie: Go raid th' vegetable plate th'n.

Mason: *swallows his last mouthful, and then grabs the whole nacho plate and books it, laughing all the way*

Jeb: Y'u! *goes after brother as fast as he can get his legs to move*

Cassie: *laughs and shakes her head, pausing as she realizes that once the guests leave, she'll still have to make dessert for David* *small smile, organizes ingredients for that. Will start making the little fruit and custard tarts once relatives start heading home*

Darla: *comes in just then, a big covered container in her hands* Grandma Lil ain't comin'! *and she made tarts*

Cassie: *relief flashes across her face briefly* Did she say wah?

Darla: *wide grin* Ah mentioned Dallas 'n 'er fancy man was comin'.

Cassie: *snerk* 'Bout tahm Ah git t' meet th' gah who wooed mah daughtah.

Darla: *sets the container of tarts down and then looks around the kitchen with a businesslike expression* Y'u believe ever'thin' Dallas's wrote about 'im?

Cassie: Ah ain't sure wh't t' b'lieve 'bout 'im, t' be 'onest, Darla.

Darla: *goes and grabs the stuff to make angel cake* Hattie still ain't sayin' anythin'? Y'u got aneh rainbow sprinkles?

Cassie: Ev'ry tahm Ah trah t' git s'me dirt 'n th' gah, she tells me th't Ah gotta wait 'n see. Sprinkles 're 'n th' cupboard bah th' fridge.

Darla: *goes to the cupboard and takes down the bottle, then snerks* Flowah shaped rainbow sprinkles? This ain't gonna be aneh normal angel cake.

Cassie: *snerk* Ah lahk 'em.

Darla: *laughter as she starts getting the rest of the things for the cake* Y'u 'ear from Mr. Magnus?

Cassie: Yep. 'E, 'is wahf, 'n David'll be 'eah soon.

Darla: *perks and glances toward the tarts she brought* They's comin' in earleh?

Cassie: Ah guess th'y wanna make sure stuff's secure 'r s'meth'n'. *shrugs and gets back to work on what she was making*

Darla: *grins, and then starts softly singing as she beats egg whites*


outside


Mason: *kicking at his brother* Th'y's all mahn!

Jeb: Ain't evah gonna 'appen, Mason! *dodging the kick and trying to steal more nachos*

big blue rig: *pulls up the driveway, something huge curled up on the flatbed behind it*

Jeb: *distracted from trying to steal noms* Wh't 'n blazes?

Mason: ...Th're ain't nobodeh drahvin' th't truck.

Jeb: ... Th'nk 't's 'un 'f those fanceh Google cahs 'r s'meth'n'?

Mason: *mouth falls open with glee* T's a Transformah.

Jeb: ... *jaw. DROPS*

truck: *stops smoothly*

dragon: *stands up on the flatbed and stretches*

Mason: *nachos fly as the old soldier runs for a gun*

Jeb: *startled obscenities, is running for his gun, too!*

Ultra Magnus: *speaks up* Tidal Wave will not harm anyone. He is here by David's invitation.

Mason: *brakes and looks over his shoulder* Mr. Magnus?

Jeb: *boggling now*

Ultra Magnus: *rocks gently* *deep, stern, voice sounds so gentle* David, wake up. We're here.

David: *eventually makes his way out of Ultra Magnus' cab, has epic bedhead*

Tidal Wave: *transforms and licks his finger before trying to smooth his uncle's coiffure*

Meezer: *looks up and talks to his friend from where he's snuggled in Daddy's arms with some dollies*

David: *bleary blinking. Looks around, small frown* Where's Mira?

Ultra Magnus: *quiet, patient, reminding tone* She stayed at home with Euroclydon.

David: *frown, thinks*

Mason: *hesitantly, from where he's now standing near the younger man* Daveh?

Tidal Wave: *withdraws like any child meeting a stranger for the first time*

David: *shy grin* Hey, Pa.

Meezer: *noo friend!* Miiaawww? Nru? Prt?

Mason: *sucks in breath, and then uncertainly holds out his arms* 'Ug?

David: *moves to give his father a one-armed hug after shifting Meezer and dollies*

Mason: *sniffling a little as he hugs his son* *quietly* Ah'm so glad t' see y'u.

Meezer: *talks about it!*

Ultra Magnus: *transforms slowly and puts a hand on Tidal Wave* *softly* You've met David's father.

Tidal Wave: *perks and turns to watch the reunion*

David: *quietly* It was only a few days since y'all saw me last... *still worried about Mira not being at the reunion*

Mason: *leans back to look at David* *softly* Y'u weren't y'urself then. *eyes are bright*

Mira: *from David's watch* //Why the scrap can't I see anything?//

Mason: *startles at the sound of the lady's voice*

David: *startles and murmurs an apology to his watch*

Ultra Magnus: *quietly* You can engage the hologram if you want now, David. The button that I warned you not to press.

David: *will press the button*

Mason: *startles again slightly as the misty form of a green Transformer appears beside him and David* Wh't?

holo-Mira: 'Sup?

Mason: Err...

Ultra Magnus: This is a hologram of my wife, Mira. She is an important part of David's current family circle. We felt that there wouldn't be room here for both our children, so she stayed home with our daughter.

holo-Mira: What Mags said.

Jeb: *turns a sober and kindly look up toward Tidal Wave* Y'ur daughter's that size?

Ultra Magnus: A foot shorter.

Jeb: ...They gonna be growin'?

Ultra Magnus: No. They were born full size. *gentle touch for his son's arm with the hook that replaces his right hand* Only a few days ago.

Jeb: *boggling* *and then he's giving an amused headshake* Aww, y'all brought y'ur kids.

Ultra Magnus: *looks down quizzically* David made it clear that it would be expected of me, as a member of his family. And Mason said that Tidal Wave would be welcome.

Meezer: Niow niow niow? *wants down. Wiggle*

David: *will set Meezer down carefully*

Meezer: *runs past the other new person's feets to go clean up that food on the floor!* *nomma nachos*

David: *one with his facepalm*

Holo-Mira: Where'd the fuzzball go?

Jeb: *trying to discourage the kitty from eating jalapenos*

Ultra Magnus: No. Please don't. You'll only upset him.

Mason: 'E'll get sick.

David: *quietly* Meezer's eaten worse.

Mason: ...Y'u mean 'e's lahk Jeb?

Jeb: 'Ey! Ah resemble th't remark!

Ultra Magnus and Tidal Wave: *blinking and trying to figure this out*

David: *soft snerk*

Mason: *warmly* C'me set 'n th' porch. Th're's room f'r Mr. Magnus 'n Tahdal Wave out front.

Ultra Magnus: Please, just call me Magnus. Denver will be arriving very shortly. Her mother is comparable... *blink. Frown as he remembers his sister's upgrade* Is nearly comparable... to myself in size.

Jeb: *blinks a bit, trying to picture this*

David: *quietly* Optimus Prima's nice.

holo-Mira: *snort*

Mason: Saw 'er on TV th' othah day, talkin' wit' th't cat feller 'n th' President.

Jeb: Cass w's wantin' t' 'ug th' feller. *chuckles*

Ultra Magnus: *slight smile* He wouldn't mind. Ambassador Urahey is a very tactile and open person.

Jeb: *laughs* Cass'd love t' 'eah th't.

David: *nod* *quietly* Mom likes to hug people.

holo-Mira: *cheerfully* Yuck. Mush.

Tidal Wave: *deep deep voice quiet and thoughtful* I like hugs.

Ultra Magnus: *fondly* Yes, you do.

Tidal Wave: *looks over and gives his father a smile, and then looks down as Meezer runs up to him with much talkings*

holo-Mira: *sounds a bit distracted* //Do you want a hug too, Euroclydon?//

deepish alto: *very beautiful, and very clearly young* //Yes, Mom. I'm lonely.//

David: *softly* Aww.

Jeb: *raised brow* Who's th't?

holo-Mira: //C'mere, then.//

Ultra Magnus: That Mira's daughter, Tidal Wave's future mate. *affection in his voice as he speaks*

holo-Mira: *to the humans* //She's part'a David's family here, too.//

David: *nod of agreement* Y-Yeah.

Mason: *grin* Looks lahk Ah finalleh got s'm grandbabies.

Ultra Magnus: *surprised and enquiring look*

David: *blink. BLINK*

Jeb: *guffawing* About tahm!

holo-Mira: //Bhuh?//

Ultra Magnus: *uncertainly* I don't understand, Mr. MacKenzie.

Mason: Well, since David's part'a y'all's famileh, too, th' kids c'n be mah grandkids.

holo-Mira: //...You're making a family claim?//

Ultra Magnus: *looks at David to see if he's alright with this*

David: *small grin just starting to grow*

Mason: Lahk Optimus 'n Ratchet did wit' Denver. *nods*

holo-Mira: //...Huh. Alright.//

Ultra Magnus: I witness that. *so serious* Tomorrow, I'll find out what paperwork is appropriate.

Mason: *chuckles* Alrahght.

holo-Mira: //Ugh. Paperwork.//

Ultra Magnus: *gravely* Though I would prefer to be your brother, rather than your son.

Mason: *blink, chuckles* Works fer me.

Jeb: *chuckles* We need t' do a caber toss s'metahm.

David: *doesn't look too thrilled with the idea*

Ultra Magnus: *firmly* No. Not while David is present.

Jeb: *confused now*

Cassie: *coming out to see who's visiting without her*

Ultra Magnus: There was caber tossing at Miss MacKenzie's house. That was quite enough.

Jeb: *gearing up to protest that it's tradition*

Cassie: *just elbowed her brother-in-law in the ribs and moved to hug David tightly*

David: *small grin is back!*

Mason: *will try to noogie his brother*

Jeb: *squawks and tries to retaliate*

Mason: *grunts as he gets elbowed too, and then laughs*

Cassie: *turns* Boys! Settle down.

David: *quiet snerk*

Darla: *slips a tart into David's hand* 'T's good t' see y'u 'gain.

David: *slight start, blinks and looks at what was slipped into his hand. Grin gets bigger* Thanks, Aunt Darla.


A few hours later


Tidal Wave: *laying, slightly curled, on his side and frowning. Is tired, but just told his dad to go away. Hasn't told his uncle to go away, but he's bitterly missing his mom and girlfriend right now*

Ultra Magnus: *sitting by the porch, one ear cocked toward the stories that Jeb and Mason are telling. He's worried about his son and David, but will respect Tidal Wave's desire for space*

David: *sitting on a blanket and leaning back against Tidal Wave's leg. Is keeping the youngster company and trying to figure out how to get Mira and Euroclydon to the farm within the next day or so, because otherwise, this whole vacation idea will fall through*

Tidal Wave: *frowns more* Holding the dolls is not making me feel better, Uncle.

David: *quietly* I'll see if I can't get someone to bring Mira and Euroclydon. I know there's plenty of room for both of them here, too.

Jeb: 'N th'n 'e sat down 'n et 't!

Mason: *cracking up now*

Ultra Magnus: He reminds me of Smokescreen. *quizzical look for the small woman who just tapped him*

Cassie: *worriedly* 'S s'meth'n' wrong wit' Tahdal Wave?

Ultra Magnus: *quietly* I believe he misses his mother and mate. This is his first time away from part of his family.

Cassie: *frown* Well, wah ain't th'y 'eah, too? *hands starting to move to hips*

Ultra Magnus: We were uncertain as to the available space. My sister will also be here. *pauses and looks around at the wide-spread green lawn dotted with huge trees*

Cassie: We's got plenteh 'f room. Ain't rahght th't th' whole famileh ain't 'eah.

Ultra Magnus: *gruffly* We also didn't want to intrude.

Cassie: Y'u're famileh. Ain't intrudin' none, 'on.

Mason: *looks over from catching his breath* Yep. Y'all're famileh, 'n famileh's always welcome 'eah.

Ultra Magnus: *glances toward his son and is surprised at the anxiety in the glance that was just sent his way. Leans forward* David? Is something wrong?

David: *quietly* Can we have Optimus 'n Denver bring Mira and Euroclydon? There's a lot of acreage that you haven't seen yet...

Ultra Magnus: *touched, and then startling* Euroclydon just hijacked the space bridge.

David: *startles, and then he's grinning*

Mira: *can be heard doing her equivalent of fussing*

Mason: 0.0 'N Ah thought Denver w's bad.

David: *blink* *isn't even sure what you're talking about, Dad*

Mira: *grousing is intense and very unprintable*

Ultra Magnus: //Mira. Please modulate your language. The MacKenzies wanted you and Euroclydon to come.//

Mira: //... Oh.// *swearing stops. For now*

Ultra Magnus: *gets to his feet and quickly removes Meezer, David, and dolls from Tidal Wave, then steps back*

Tidal Wave: *surprised and questioning look for his dad, and then he grunts as a mighty clatter heralds Euroclydon landing on top of him. Glad Cybertronian, and hugs her*

Mira: *sidles over to Ultra Magnus*

Ultra Magnus: *calmly* Don't hit me when I'm holding David and Meezer.

Mira: Then set 'em down, dumbaft.

Ultra Magnus: No. I don't think that activity is appropriate when we're being hosted by delicate people.

Mira: Fine then. *turns to stomp off and sulk. Wasn't going to hit you this time, Ultra Magnus*

Cassie: *moving to meet the newcomers, starting with the green lady*


another hour passes


Darla: *in the midst of the camp kitchen that she and Cassie dragged outside so that they could properly visit with their new kinswoman, is looking in the box that holds drink material* Y'u want somethin', Cassie?

Cassie: *nods to where Mira's helping by beating beaten biscuit dough* Came t' check 'ow th' biscuit dough's comin' 'long.

Mira: *offers the slab with the biscuit dough she just finished* I think this is ready. *got asked if she wanted to help earlier. Explained to Darla and Cassie that she knew more about beating the ever-loving-*beep* out of things than fixing them, and the two humans responded by tasking her with kneading the biscuits*

Darla: Ah meant a drink. *snorts and straightens to hear Cassie's verdict on the dough*

Cassie: 'S th're s'me 'f th't tea left?

Darla: Yup. *pulls out the bottle*

Cassie: *checks the dough* Li'l bit moah sh'ld do it, Mira.

Mira: *small nod, back to work* *still a bit surprised at the beating that the humans want the dough to have*

Darla: We gotta make y'u a drink too, Mira. What do y'u lahk?

Mira: ... I like bio-diesel. And high grade energon with carbon in it.

Darla: *exchanges a glance with Cassie, then looks up at her new friend* We's got ethanol...

Mira: ... *bit of a blank look as she looks up what that is* That'd work.

Darla: *nod* Whut kahnda flavourin'?

Mira: ... Got any charcoal or blue chalk?

Darla: *looks at Cassie*

Cassie: ... We don' got blue chalk, but w'ld blue paint work?

Mira: *doorwings up, grin* Yeah! That stuff's really good.

Cassie: Ah'll go git th' paint. *putting action to words*

Darla: *goes to check the biscuit dough herself* How many tahms'd y'u hit it?

Mira: Two hundred twenty five. *yes, she kept track* *quick glance around, makes sure Ultra Magnus can't hear her* That was actually pretty fun.

Darla: *grins as she takes the battered dough and plops it into a bowl* Told y'u cookin's fun.

Mira: *snorts* Yeah. Don't tell Mags that though.

Darla: *thoughtful look up at the green lady, and then glances toward the brawny blue and red husband* Ah w'uldn' wanna give 'im a 'eart 'tack.

Mira: *also looks toward Ultra Magnus, smart-alecky remark dying as she admires her husband's lines*

Darla: *chuckles at that look and brings the biscuit dough over to the counter to roll them out and cut them. Isn't going to bother making them round*

Cassie: *hauling a container over. Mixed the paint and ethanol* 'Eah, Mira. Give th's a trah.

Mira: *perks even more and reaches for the container* Thanks, Cassie.

Darla: Lookit this dough, Cass.

Cassie: *coming over to check the dough*

Mira: *gives the fuel in the container a taste test, then she's knocking it back with a pleased engine rumble*

Cassie: Th's 's really beat down well.

Darla: *grins* Yup. *startles and eeps softly as a crash is followed by her husband and brother-in-law whooping and hollering* Whut th'?

Cassie: *looking over her shoulder* *jaw drops*

Mira: *pounced Ultra Magnus and is currently attempting to snog him stupid*

Darla: Ah ain't got mah specs. Whut's 'appnin'?

Cassie: Mira's trah'n t' kiss 'er feller.

Ultra Magnus: *protesting quietly, his face heating as his human brothers laugh and hoot*

Darla: *snort* 'Re they men 're boys? *goes to grab her husband and drag him to the porch, giving him an earful all the way*

Cassie: Th'y's rowdeh. *going to distract Mason*

Mira: *determined to snog her husband!*

Mason: *sheepish look for his wife* Whut'd y'u give Mira?

Cassie: Blue paint 'n ethanol.

Mason: Ah think it agreed with 'er. *looks toward brother grumbling and perks* We's 'avin' beat biscuits?

Cassie: Yup. Mira beat th' devil outta th' dough. *grin*

Mason: *wide grin* Ham biscuits?

Cassie: Y'u know 't.

Mason: Ah'll go git th' jelleh outta th' cellah.


meanwhile


Darla: *left husband with biscuits and scooted over to where Mira and Ultra Magnus are* Oy, Mira! Mira!

Mira: *happy engine rumble*

Darla: *exasperated sound* Magnus, y'u'd bettah take 'er t' the machine shed. We's jes filled it fulla loose hay.

Ultra Magnus: *blinks as he's reminded of humans* *slowly* Yes. That sounds like a good idea. *picks up affectionate wife, and brings her to the shed, then shuts the door and sits down to get more of what's already making his head spin*

Darla: *stops by where David's sleeping by the young bots and touches his arm*

Meezer: *eyes still shut* Nuuuuu!

David: *soft murmur of Arabic*

Darla: Daveh, Magnus 'n Mira 're indisposed. Y'u gonna be alraht wit' th' babehs?

David: *sleepy murmur, curls up closer to Tidal Wave*

Darla: *takes that as affirmation, and turn to go back to the kitchen, only to pause halfway back as she sees another rig, this one a cab over model decorated with flames, pulling down the drive* *squiiiint* *SHRIEK*

David: *startles awake*

Tidal Wave: *soft grumble* Aunt Optimus is not that frightening.

Euroclydon: *no comment. Is sleeping*

Meezer: *soft hiss*

David: *trying not to shake*

Tidal Wave: *big hand gently covers his uncle*

David: *deep breaths*

Tidal Wave: *soft, soft clicks for his uncle*

David: *going to hide his face against your hand, Tidal Wave*

Tidal Wave: *and now he's humming the song he's heard both David and Denver hum*

David: *starting to calm, slightly*

Darla: *concerned look toward Tidal Wave*

Tidal Wave: He'll be alright, Aunty Darla. *humming away*

David: *deep breaths*

Darla: *feels like an idiot now for shrieking like she did*

Optimus: *happily talking to excited dogs as she opens the door for Denver and has her drone sooth Poe, who is having a fit about the strange dogs*

Denver: *telling the dogs off without cussing, is just finishing getting Orion into a baby wrap on her front*

dOptimus: *jumps out of her cab and goes to her knees to talk to dogs. Is a tall blonde woman in a modest sundress worn over bootleg jeans*

dogs: *must investigate other dog smells on this not-people!* *the twelve or so dogs seem to be a mixed bunch, with some showing clear signs of having greyhound in them, as well as some other type of hound*

dOptimus: *talking softly to the leggy creatures, reaching out gently to touch lop ears. Is marvelling at being so close to dogs other than her own or the President's Papillon for the first time*

dogs: *now that they've investigated, all tails are wagging happily* *and a few butts are wagging as well*

Mason: *coming over* 'Lo, Optimus.

Jeb: *following his brother, curious about the big rig*

Cassie: *amongst the people coming over. Still has flour from the outdoor kitchen on her clothes*

dOptimus: *looks up with a smile, but then startles* Denver, why are you kicking that dog?

Denver: Th's 's 'un 'f Ol' Roy's gran'kids.

dog: *not the least bit bothered by the light thumps to his ribs, look at that tail go!*

dOptimus: *realizes how large that rangy black and rust mutt is and goes wide-eyed* Oh. He's big. *quizzical look to Jeb and Mason*

Jeb: Ol' Roy w's 'bout th't big. *nod*

dOptimus: What breed are they? *absent hand on the head of a crossbreed coon female, who is leaning against her contentedly*

Mason: *shares a puzzled look with Jeb before looking back to dOptimus and shrugging* No ahdea. S'me kahnd'a mutt.

dOptimus: *surprised* Oh. *then winces as Poe growls at the dogs from Denver's shoulder* Poe. Stop.

Denver: Shh, Poe.

Darla: *worried hand out as the white bird lowers that sharp beak and tweaks at Orion's fuzzy hair* Oh, watch out.

Denver: *hand out to stop her aunt* Poe won't 'urt 'Rion.

Orion: *happy sounds*

Mason: *attention going to Orion, big sappy grin is a go*

Poe: *quietly* Shhhh, Squeaky. Shhhh.

Darla: ...Squeakeh?

dOptimus: *chuckles as she exchanges a hug with Cassie*

Denver: Yup. Poe calls 'im th't 'n account'a th' noises 'e makes.

dOptimus: *grins as Raf finally makes it out of her cab*

Raf: *still half asleep. Has bedhead and is pushing his glasses up* We used to call some of his toys "Squeaky". It's the first time I've heard of a raven naming something.

Darla: *mother hen instincts tingling, must fuss over young man! And fix his hair!*

Raf: *soft meep and an embarrassed grin* Hi, Aunt Darla.

Denver: *trying so hard not to snickerfit*

Poe: *bobs a bit and starts singing*

Mason: Ah'm s'rprahsed Ratchet, Pansy 'n 'Ot Rod ain't 'eah.

Optimus: Hot Rod's sleeping in the cab. But Panacea hates crowds, and Ratchet doesn't mingle well. *wryly* And I didn't want him interrupting things by confiscating your liquor.

Jeb: *cracking up as Mason has the good grace to look embarrassed*

Cassie: *laughs and shakes her head* 'E'd 'ave a lot 'f angreh menfolk aftah 'im f'r th't.

Optimus: *dryly* And he would scold and bully them all.

Denver: 'E realleh w'ld. *sagely nod*

Optimus: They wouldn't have a snowball's chance of winning that one.

Jeb: *in between snickers* 'E sounds lahk 'e'd git 'long wit' th' ladehs.

Denver: *boggling and then she's snickering*

Raf: *chuckles and makes Ratchet's little scolding sound*

Optimus: *ded*

Denver: *so much snickerfit*

Orion: *quiet little sound*

Poe: *imitates Ratchet scolding* Mira, stop putting red paint in Ultra Magnus' rations! Don't you know the wear that puts on a bot's systems? Not to mention the irritation to the olfactory sensors of others! Denver! I saw what you did! Put it back! Smokescreen, stop that! Mitsy, I do NOT appreciate you trying to rub hair on my leg. Please desist! Kae Yau, I needed that!!

Optimus: *on the ground. So ded*

dogs: *concerned sympathy*

Denver: *so much snickerfit*

Poe: Hrrmph!

Raf: *also doing ground time and choking on mirth*

Cassie: Oh, 'e cain't be th't bad.

Mason: Wanna bet?

Jeb: *snickerfitdie*

Darla: Merceh me! *looks so very shocked*

Hot Rod: *little head peeking out of the cab* Doc?

Denver: Naw, 's jes' Poe imitatin' Ratchet.

dOptimus: *sputter, wheeze* No. Ratchet's worse.

Denver: Yep. *nods in agreement*

Cassie: ... Ah'll believe 't wh'n Ah see 't.

Raf: *opens up a screen on his wrist computer. Video!*

dOptimus: *splat again*

Mason: *brb, rolling with laughter now*

Jeb: *gonna hurt himself laughing at this rate*

Cassie: *boggles*

Darla: *not even sure how to react*

Hot Rod: *waltzes over and sits on Panacea's Mama* :D

Raf: *wide grin* Do you believe us now?

dOptimus: *playful boot for Mason as he rolls against her feet*

Mason: *wheezing at this point, due to laughing so hard*

dOptimus: *puts feet on him, and then quirks a brow at Denver for taking a picture*

Denver: *innocently* Gotta show Pa wh't 'e missed.

Raf: *chuckle*

Darla: *to Raf* Ah ain't even sure wh't t' say.

dOptimus: *weebles to her feet* I'm glad I don't have ribs.

Mason: *gone again*

Denver: *snort*

Hot Rod: *chirp!*

dOptimus: *stoops and lifts Mason to his feet, and then looks quizzically to his wife*

Cassie: *amused headshake* Y'all're fittin' 'n jes' fahn.

dOptimus: Actually, I was wondering where you'd like me to put this. *grin*

Cassie: *laughs* 'E's gotta chaiuh 'n th' porch, 'on.

dOptimus: *turns to pack the old soldier toward the porch*

dogs: *bark and bounce about that*

Mason: *surprised by the unexpected ride*

Jeb: *boggling now*

Darla: *jaw drops*

Cassie: *raised brow*

Raf: The drones that the 'Bots use are as strong as a human in optimal health would be.

dOptimus: *dumps Mason gently into the chair, then squeaks as she realizes she just missed setting him on top of a slender Siamese cat*

Lulu: Noooo! *scampers out of the chair just in time and sits pretty*

dOptimus: *delighted sound and hunkers down to offer the beautiful little seal point lady her hand* *softly* Hello!

Lulu: *feigning disinterest for a few moments. Washapaw, washanear* *sniffy sniff*

dOptimus: *scrittched Sam ears with that hand before she set out* *soft, coaxing clicks as her eyes sparkle with delight*

Lulu: Rowwwwww! *not sure she likes the smell of an unknown kitteh! But not-lady is talking nice!*

dOptimus: *more clicks and soft murmurs, and then another small squeak as Meezer runs up her back and headbutts her on the chin*

Lulu: *ears back* Rrrrrowwwwww!

Meezer: *startled look of much crossed eyes. And then he talks! And TALKS!*

Lulu: *talking and sassing right back!*

Meezer: *hops down and lands on his head, evades dOptimus hands and flops down on his back in front of Lulu* Meeeeer!

Lulu: *will pin the little down and clean his ears!*

Meezer: *mighty morphin' megapurr*

dOptimus: *glances up at David* *much eyebrows*

David: *very soft chuckle*

Cassie: Lulu's all sass 'n no baht. *so amused*

dOptimus: *soft chuckle as she stands and puts a hand on David's shoulder* My Siamese isn't sassy at all. My children use him for a doll.

Cassie: *raised brow* 'Ow maneh kids d' y'u got?

dOptimus: *quietly, with a smile* One who shares my coding. Four who share my heart with her.

Lulu: *hauls little into Pa's lap*

Mason: *will love on both kitties*

Cassie: *soft chuckle* 'N 'un 'f those 's Denver, rahght?

dOptimus: *nods* She was my second. Bumblebee was first.

Cassie: *more chuckle and a small nod*

dOptimus: And then one day our friends arrived for the first time from Tau station, and brought two tiny bundles of parts with them.

Hot Rod: *roars past on the back of the big lurcher hog dog*

dOptimus: *dryly* And there goes one now. Hot Rod! *gone after kid and dog!*

Cassie: *laughing and shaking her head*



Continued here