dens_tf_den | scattersverse, Scatters' warehouse, round two of sick...

Mistfire: *on the couch, wearily curled up and cuddling Wheelie as she watches TV*

Wheelie: *happy snuggles*

Mistfire: You awake, slugger?

Scatters: *conked out on floor, 'wings moving slightly as he naps*

Wheelie: *nod* Yup... *glances at Scatters* He's still rechargin'? *puzzled*

Mistfire: *lifts her head slightly and peeks down at her pink guy. Sighs.* Yeah. I was a little rough on him when I was sick. *slight smile as she lays down again* You wanna bring me a drink?

Wheelie: 'Kay! *goes to get a cube of energon*

Mistfire: *turns attention back to TV as she slowly props herself up to a sitting position and then pulls up her knees to brace herself*

Wheelie: *Moving slowly so he doesn't accidentally spill the cube of energon, returns to the couch, big grin on face*

Mistfire: *grins too and accepts it with equal care, mindful of slightly shaky hands* Thanks, slugger.

Wheelie: *Carefully climbs up so he can sit next to Mistfire*

Scatters: *soft noise, turns onto side, still recharging*

Mistfire: *watching Scattershot as she drinks through the homemade crazy straw one of her guys twisted and tied in knots for her while she was sick* Hey, Wheelie?

Wheelie: *headtilt, worried frown* Huh?

Mistfire: Think I should marry him?

Wheelie: *BIG GRIN, nod nod* Yup! He likes you lots, an' you like him lots, right?

Mistfire: *quirks a grin* Hard not to. Even with all the spazzing he's gorgeous.

Wheelie: *blink blink* What's gorgeous mean?

Mistfire: *thinks that over as she drinks, then takes her mouth from the straw* Really good to look at. His personality isn't bad, either. Even with the spazzing.

Wheelie: *nods, adding the new word to his rapidly-growing vocabulary* I know he likes you lots and thinks you're pretty... He said so. *frowns as Scatters curls up on the cushions*

Mistfire: *also watching with a slight frown, which relaxes as she lifts the end of the straw back to her mouth* He'll have to ask, though.

Wheelie: *perks* An' he'll hafta get through me! *is tough, yes?*

Mistfire: *blinkity and looks at the little guy sideways* ...Thought you said I should marry him?

Wheelie: Gotta make sure he's an honest mech an' will be good to ya... Is what Daddy had t' do 'fore he an' Momma got married... *nod*

Mistfire: *smirks as she drinks* Hmmmmm.

Scatters: *sits up in alarm, looking around, relaxes when he spots Mistfire and Wheelie, exhaustion showing on his face even as he grins a little*

Mistfire: *soft smile* Hey, good looking.

Scatters: *scoots over so he's able to lean on the couch a bit* Hey yourself... *slight wobble as he gets settled*

Mistfire: *frown* Hey, slugger, you wanna get 'Shot a cube too?

Wheelie: 'Kay... *gets off of the couch and goes to get a second cube*

Scatters: *small smile* Feeling better?

Mistfire: Mmmm hmmm. *pats couch beside her* Wanna keep slugger's spot warm for him?

Scatters: *nods, makes slow way up to sit next to Mistfire*

Mistfire: *leans gently and offers him her straw* Have a shot.

Scatters: *small sip, shutters optics as he wobbles slightly before leaning back against the couch more*

Mistfire: *concerned* Have a little more.

Scatters: I'll... wait till... Wheelie gets back... You... need it more than me...

Mistfire: I can just drink some of that one, too. *mildly amused*

Wheelie: *returns, holding the cube, with another crazy straw in it*

Scatters: *tired headshake* I can wait...

Mistfire: *to Wheelie, with a slight smirk* I think he thinks I've got cooties. He won't share my cube.

Wheelie: *Giggles*

Scatters: *half-sparked attempt at making a face* Not that... just... you need it more right now... *shutters optics again*

Mistfire: You're wobblier than I am, and I just got over a virus.

Scatters: I'm fine... *lying like a rug*

Mistfire: *tells him so, in those words*

Scatters: *half-sparked XP face*

Wheelie: *holds cube of energon out to Mistfire*

Wheelie: *frowning, watching Scatters, who has his optics shuttered again* *quietly, to Mistfire* He's been wakin' up lots a times an' not goin' back t' rechargin'...

Mistfire: *pops open Scattershot's gas cap and starts siphoning energon into his tank directly*

Scatters: *soft noise of protest, tries to wiggle away* 'M fine...

Mistfire: Don't make me spill this on the couch. *frown*

Scatters: *startled noise as Wheelie moves to pin him so he can't escape* No fair...

Mistfire: *smirks and watches the energon level drop*

Scatters: *sulking*

Mistfire: There we go. *takes out siphon as the last goes into his tank, then closes his cap and the cover and rubs it gently* How's that feel?

Scatters: *Still sulking slightly, but snuggles against Mistfire nonetheless* Better... Wasn't necessary... *still lying*

Wheelie: *frown*//He's not tellin' the truth...//

Mistfire: //I know, slugger. Hey, do you wanna go play with WakeJumper?//

Wheelie: *grins, nods* //You gonna make sure Scattershot'll be okay?//

Scatters: *optics shuttered again, dozing against Mistfire*

Mistfire: //I'm gonna see if I can't help him feel a little better.// *shoves Scattershot over again*

Scatters: *soft noise of protest, resumes dozing*

Wheelie: *nods, climbs down from couch, grabs electric blanket and brings it back to Mistfire*

Mistfire: *comms Ratchet* //Incoming littlebot.// *takes blanket and wraps it around Scattershot as best she can in her own shaky condition, then reaches for Wheelie to give him a hug and kiss on the nose*

Wheelie: *hugs Mistfire, heads out the door, transforms and heads off*

Ratchet: //Something going on?//

Mistfire: //'Shot's a little worn down, and I'm pretty shaky myself. I don't want the little guy getting too worried or bored.//

Ratchet: //Why am I not surprised to hear that? You two get some rest. If he's still not feeling well later on, call me and I'll come over.//

Mistfire: //I just filled his tank... and I'll do that. Thanks, Doc.//

Ratchet: //Good. He's been running himself into the ground lately... I can hear Wheelie coming... WakeJumper's heard him too. Things aren't going to be quiet around here for awhile... *amused tone*//

Mistfire: *transmits a chuckle, but then sighs* //Was I that bad? I can't remember.//

Ratchet: //Well, considering I'm still repairing the damage you did to Sunstreaker, I'd say yes. *chuckles* Can't say he didn't have it coming... It'd be easier if the fragger would mute it about his paintjob...//*Sigh*

Mistfire: //... Who's Sunstreaker, and what did I do to him?//

Ratchet: //Sunstreaker and his twin, Sideswipe, are a couple of Academy graduates who arrived at Ultra Magnus' orders. They're mainly here to get what I like to call 'common sense training'... You basically char-broiled him, and beat the slag outta him, because apparently, he and Sideswipe did something to Scattershot.//

Mistfire: *frowns and looks at Scattershot* //Something involving paint?//

Ratchet: //Not sure. Showtime might be able to provide more information. All I know is that Showtime called me to come get you, and that Sunstreaker looked like he'd been through the Pit and back... and that the two rookies they brought back from the Nexus were scared silly.//

Mistfire: //... I scared kids?// *not happy about that*

Ratchet: //Ace and Stiletto... Stiletto had scorch marks on her frame as well...//

Mistfire: //Slag....//

Ratchet: //I wouldn't come around the base for awhile... Stiletto's sworn vengeance against you... I think it's more because you scorched her paintjob than because you gave Sunstreaker what was coming to him.//

Mistfire: //If I'd known she was a kid... or if I'd been in my right mind, I wouldn't have done it. *sigh* Tell her I'm sorry, will you?//

Ratchet: //I will, but I don't think she'll accept an apology... She's just like Sunstreaker... *Grumble* Vain, and not too bright at times.//

Mistfire: //...They sound like a fun pair.//

Ratchet: *Deadpans*//You have no idea. *Wheelie and WakeJumper in the background, trying to scale Mount Bulkhead* Hey you two, be careful!//

Mistfire: //*sigh* Well at least I don't feel so bad, then. Kid should have known better.// *finishing her own cube as she talks, and chuckles at the sound in the background* //What're they doing? Do I wanna know?//

Ratchet: //They're playing with Bulkhead... *amused chuckle* Protoforms will be protoforms... *Sari's voice joins the two young bots'*//

Mistfire: *flicks cube and watches it poof into energon mist, then gently rubs the Scattershot leg that's laying across her lap and wonders how she's going to move* //*chuckle* If you say so, Doc. They're the first ones I've met.//

Scatters: *soft noise as he shifts position slightly, curling up a bit under the part of the blanket that's covering him*

Mistfire: //I better go. Tell the little slugger he can stay as long as he wants, and that we'll be alright.//

Ratchet: //Will do. You take care of yourself... Ratchet, out.// *closes comm*

Mistfire: *gently pokes the Scattershot leg in a ticklish spot* Hey, Shot... you've got me kinda pinned here....

Scatters: *twitch, moves leg slightly* Don' poke me... *muffled by blanket*

Mistfire: *poke*

Scatters: *soft whine, moves away from the poking*

Mistfire: *gets self out from under leg, then sits on floor for a moment and considers having a nap there*

Scatters: *moves more, falls off of couch* >.<

Mistfire: Ack! @_@ *wriggle... is pinned* *squirrrrm*

Scatters: *moves so he's not pinning Mistfire anymore, leans against* Sorry... *starting to conk out again*

Mistfire: C'mon... lets go lay on the cushion pile. *gentle tug*

Scatters: Mmkay... *kinda out of it, even with a full tank*

Mistfire: *crawls over, tugging on him till they're both laying comfortably on the impromptu berth, then ducks under his arm and snuggles close*

Scatters: *snuggling, and trying to fight the urge to fall into recharge. Must protect Mistfire... But is tired...*

Mistfire: *frowns at him, and then reaches around him and gently rubs his back* Go to sleep, good-looking.

Scatters: *optics shutter as he leans into the backrub* *quietly* Gotta... protect you... Don't want you to get hurt... *out like a light*

Mistfire: *checks his wrist for an input jack, such as might be used for direct downloads from computers*

Scatters: *has an input jack, but it's currently covered by a small panel*

Mistfire: *has a cover on her own, tries to see if she can lift or move this one aside*

Panel: *slides up since the owner is currently out cold*

Mistfire: *draws a slender wire from her opposite wrist and gently plugs it in* -I'm right here, good-looking. Safe and sound.- *shares her feeling of affection and contentment*

Scatters: *soft noise of contentment as he snuggles closer, his own feelings of affection coming across*

Mistfire: *is glad the wire's long enough for her to wrap her arms around him. Does so, still gently transmitting and receiving.*

Scatters: *'wings flutter slightly, content to snuggle with Mistfire, wants to keep Mistfire and Wheelie safe, still wants to clobber Mistfire's dad for being an aft-head*

Mistfire: *amused, loves Scattershot. Thinks he's the best looking mech around. And she and Wheelie are saaaafe, safe, safe ^_^* *aaand she's asleep*

Scatters: *loves Mistfire. Will clobber anyone who thinks she's not the most gorgeous femme EVER. Isn't sure he can protect his family, but will beat the slag out of anyone who tries to harm them... Is drifting off to sleep*

Mistfire: *is safe... Is with him. Gives him soft mental kiss and watches as he joins her in dreams*

((co-written with

random_xtras))