Nexus. Lostbots Home. Early Christmas Dinner and New Bonds.

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yOp: *arrives in front of the Lostbots' base, his arms full of boxes and a big grin on his face. Has Tarantulus brother with him*

Tarantulus: *too amused at brother glee, would be commenting, but is currently nomming on a bit of holiday gummi ham* *is also carrying some boxes, including several in his storage compartments. Those will be going home with him, since they're for his family*

yOp: *calls out softly* Ironhide? Do you want gummi ham?

Ironhide: *awake, and carefully moving to get up so he doesn't disturb Chromia or the youngsters currently snuggled with her*

yOp: *elbows brother, still grinning, as he waits*

Tarantulus: *warning Look for yOp. Still nommin' here, buddy*

Ironhide: *carefully opening the door, since it tends to squeak when opened quickly. Will look to see who is outside and nod to yOp*

yOp: :D Is there somewhere we can offload all this and set up a griller?

Ironhide: *nods again* Here near the front of the building. *will move to show where there's a nice, clear area in which to work*

yOp: *puts down boxes. Takes hammerspace box out of his storage compartment and takes a LOT more boxes out of that*

Ironhide: *raised brow ridges, but moves to see if he can help get things situated*

Tarantulus: *helping with that*

yOp: *finishes and rubs hands together* Alright. First we need to give you... where did you put them, Tarantulus? *looks for the velvet gift bags they got from the young elf with the truck and the ferret*

Tarantulus: Here... *getting the velvet gift bags and offering them to yOp*

yOp: *grins again* Thanks. *takes the bags and offers them to Ironhide* Your Christmas gifts.

Ironhide: *headtilt* Christmas gifts? *will take the bags*

yOp: *offers to databurst him a file about Christmas*

Ironhide: *small nod* *is curious.... and inspecting the bags*

one bag: *has his name embroidered on it. Is about the size of his hand*

Ironhide: *intrigued, will carefully open his bag after attempting to scan the contents as a safety precaution*

contents: *container of something containing energon. Smaller jar of polish*

Ironhide: *pleased rumble*

yOp: You can use the bag for a polishing mitt. *setting up the griller*

Tarantulus: *amused at what his mate is sharing, even as he helps get everything set up*

Ironhide: *inspecting the container of energon-containing things, is curious about those*

yOp: *looks up* They're energon rinds.

Ironhide: Energon rinds?

yOp: *shows him the feel and taste of biting a puffy, crunchy thing with a strong salty ham flavour*

Ironhide: *will get one of the rinds out and give it a taste then* *shutters his optics and rumbles, pleased at the flavor and texture*

yOp: *grins* They're cheap, too.

Ironhide: *small nod. Is enjoying his noms*

yOp: Are you going to give the others their gifts? Chromia's awake.

Ironhide: ... *hurries inside carefully, since he knows how Mira can yell when she's abruptly awoken from a nap*

Chromia: *smiles at him without trying to get up. She knows what she's capable of right now* *has Mira held close*

Mira: *snuggled next to Mama and purring softly*

Lumen: *is in his blanket nest with the puppies on the foot of the bed*

Ironhide: *checking the bags to see who gets which bag* *will offer Chromia her bag* The strange Optimus with the cloak is here....

Chromia: *looks at the bag and takes it with one hand, then opens it and blinks at the bag of snacks and the pot of polish*

Lumen: *is that slight wiggle in the blanket nest... or maybe that's one of the puppies*

Mira: *sleepy little sound, not sure she wants to wake up yet*

Ironhide: The other strange Optimus who showed us the caves brought those....

Chromia: The salesbot. He found us the other day when you were at the Metal Workers' base.

Ironhide: Ah.... *will check on Lumen to see how awake the youngling is, and carefully tuck the bag with his name on it in with the sleeping youngster*

Mira: *soft little clicks*

Chromia: *carefully sets her gift down and peeks at the sparklet* Are you awake, baby?

Mira: *sleepy little chirp, is giving you a tiny, not-all-the-way-awake grin* *click*

Chromia: *softly* Awwwww. *kiss for her little one's forehead*

Mira: *yawwwwn, clickstorms and blink blinks a bit as Daddy tucks something soft in with her*

Chromia: *gently touches the bag to call Mira's attention to it* What's this, huh? That's not your crocodile, is it?

Mira: *clicks and looks for her soft face thing before returning her attention to the red, soft thing* *more clicks*

Chromia: *pokes her finger under the string on the bag and takes it off, then blinks and grins as she realizes that the bag's a carrier for Mira, and that it contains a small, sturdy metal bot doll and several dumbbell shaped teething treats* Well will you look at that?

Mira: *chirp! Can see cookies, Mama!* *clicks and reaches*

Chromia: Ironhide, do you see her other teething thing?

Ironhide: *chuckles and retrieves the partially-nommed treat*

Mira: *just grabbed one of the new treats and shoved it into her mouth with both little hands*

Chromia: *blinks, and then lays her head back and laughs*

Ironhide: *snort*

Lumen: *soft sound* *clicks*

Chromia: *nuzzles baby and then takes the other teethers out and offers them to Ironhide* Put them on the table with that one?

Ironhide: *nods and moves to do so*

Lumen: *sits up and looks around groggily* *has his optics off, so isn't awake in the least*

Chromia: Thanks, 'Hide. *then looks up from straightening out the carrier straps and blinks at Lumen before chuckling*

Ironhide: *soft rumble, will gently shake Lumen's shoulder*

Lumen: *awake! And blinking blearily* *click*

Chromia: *and now she's distracted by that smell coming from outside* What the...?

Ironhide: *slight quirk of a grin as he helps Lumen with the bag the youngling's holding* Optimus brought a griller.... and gummi ham....

Chromia: *smiles* You've been wanting more steak.

Lumen: *soft clicks as he inspects the contents of his bag*

Chromia: Look at that. You've got some of the puffy snacks too. And what's that little chip?

Lumen: *slight shrug, will press it where it says 'Press me'*

chip: *expands into a big soft cover book about Christmas!*

Chromia: Ack!

Lumen: *startles and boggles*

Ironhide: *boggling now* What the....

Mira: *chirp?*

Eve: *sits up on her bed and growls softly at the surprised exclamations. Does she need to open a can of wupaft?*

Lumen: *curious clicks as he moves to get out of the blanket nest and sit down next to the bed*

Chromia: *looks down at his nest as one of the puppies squeaks* Eve, at ease. 'Hide, what's his bag like?

Ironhide: *looks* *surprised* It can be inflated.....

Lumen: *blink blink* Inflated? *headtilt*

Chromia: Let's see, 'Hide. *curious now as she absently pats Mira's back and makes sure the sparklet can see her crocodile*

Ironhide: *will offer the bag to Chromia*

Chromia: *takes hands from Mira to examine the bag, then presses that green button. Soft exclamation as the bag does indeed puff up to a red velvet pillow with white fur trim*

Lumen: 0_0 wow....

Chromia: *softly, as she offers it to him* Huh...

Lumen: *will inspect the pillow and click softly*

Mira: *muffled squeak around her nom*

Chromia: *chuckles at the squeak, and then looks toward the door as a voice calls out softly*

yOp: Are you guys hungry? It's ready. *with Tarantulus' help has set out a table and seats, and covered it with an entire Christmas dinner based on gummi ham steaks*

Ironhide: *chuckles and moves to carefully lift Chromia and Mira*

Lumen: *uncovering the puppies so they can go to Eve, will scoot after Mentor*

puppies: *tumble out of the bed to go jump on their mama and get growled at, squished, and licked* *then realize that the boss just went outside with the big dad and mom! Gallop after Lumen*

Eve: *deep sigh as she brings up the rear*

yOp: *looks up from the grill with a grin*

Mira: *muffled squeak, remembers you, yOp! Will STARE at Tarantulus* 0.0

Tarantulus: *putting the finishing touches on the table*

Lumen: *hiding behind Mentor now!*

Ironhide: *looking up and down the table, surprised at the amount of fuel on it*

Chromia: *optics bright as she tries to understand what she's looking at* Ironhide... what is this?

Ironhide: I'm.... not quite sure.....

yOp: It's Christmas dinner. Though you can have another one on the day. *grin* It's my family and Tarantulus' gift for you. *nods toward the comfortable reclining chair that he brought for Chromia, and the smaller clip on chair for Mira*

Ironhide: *quietly* Thank you....

yOp: *happy grin* These steaks are nearly ready. You better give thanks so you're ready when they come off the grill.

Ironhide: *blinks and nods, ducking his head a bit*

Lumen: *peeks up at Mentor, and then he's ducking his head as well*

Chromia: *follows suit, silently thanking the Being that she's learning about from Hormah as the Creator of Primus and of everything else. Is a bit overwhelmed by the fuel table and by the boxes that are stacked around nearby*

puppies: *decide to start a rumble around Tarantulus' feet*

Tarantulus: *carefully stepping away from tussling pups*

Mira: *looks up at her bigs, looks at bubby. Squeal! Noms now!*

Eve: *growls and looks up quickly to see what's bugging the baby*

Ironhide: *soft, amused rumbles* Down, Eve....

Eve: *walks to the side and lays down promptly*

puppies: *growl bite wagwag yip!*

Ironhide: *will bring Chromia over to the reclining chair, clicking to Mira as the little sparklet squeaks and expresses herself*

bowl: *sitting in front of the clip on chair. Is brightly coloured, and nom proof. Contains a fragrant smelling lumpy mush and a nom proof spoon with a curved handle*

Mira: *squeak! Squeak squeak squeak! Reaches for the bowl*

Chromia: *as she settles in her chair* What is it, baby? What do you want? *catches the teether as it's dropped*

Mira: *getting loud as she squeaks and reaches*

Tarantulus: The bowl has her dinner in it.... *will move the bowl so Chromia can feed Mira the good-smelling mush*

yOp: *laughs* No, Tarantulus. Let Mira try to feed herself. It's a gift she really wants. *looks to Ironhide*

Ironhide: *soft, rumbly chuckle as he watches Mira make cute faces at Tarantulus*

Mira: *going :3 at the funny-looking guy*

Tarantulus: Alright.... *chuckles and carefully gets the sparklet situated in the clip on chair, then helps her get hold of the spoon and stick it in the bowl of mush*

Mira: *gonna try and nom! Will make a heck of a mess in the process, but at least she's getting most of the fuel into her tank!*

Chromia: *chuckles at the flying mush, then looks up as yOp comes over with a heap of steaming steaks on a platter. Optics lighten with surprise when she realizes that that gummi ham glitters*

yOp: *to Ironhide* This is a new recipe that we just came out with. It's salty ham with a strong pineapple flavour. I've grilled it with musterd sauce.

Ironhide: *slight headtilt* Pineapple? Musterd?

yOp: *grins* Sit down and find out. *glances to Lumen, including the youngster in the invitation*

Lumen: *still wary of the guy in the funny blanket, but will scoot after Mentor as the larger mech moves to sit down*

yOp: *sets the platter of steaks in front of Ironhide* You need to share those. I'll grill more if you need them. *also sets the blitzbread and botter near Ironhide*

Ironhide: *will make sure Chromia and Lumen have steaks before he grabs one for himself*

Chromia: Thanks, 'Hide. *tries to cut the steak into bite size pieces, but isn't strong enough yet*

yOp: *softly* Wish.

Chromia: *blinks, then smiles at him thankfully* I wish my gummi ham to be in a shape I can eat. *watches as red and blue sparkles render the ham into pleasant thin slices that she can put on the blitzbread and botter*

Lumen: *sniff sniff, taste test.... NOM*

Ironhide: *tasting and nomming*

steaks: *crisp and tangy on the outside, moist and salty and sweet and glitter tanged on the inside*

Ironhide: *rumbles contentedly as he eats*

yOp: *glances at his brother as he fills glasses with sparkling light sweet oil* -Do you want to make bets on how much ham steak Ironhide will eat?-

Tarantulus: -At least three. The little guy might eat two....- *so amused as he makes sure everything's easily accessible*

yOp: -I don't know. Last time Lumen only managed one. And you have to be more specific with Ironhide.- *laughter in his mental voice*

Tarantulus: *soft chuckle* -Five then. And he'll try and feed Chromia at least half that.-

yOp: -And I say six. What do you want if you win?-

Tarantulus: -If you see any interesting history books that aren't too expensive, that'd be great.... And if you win?-

yOp: -I get to make you a new mask.-

Tarantulus: -....Deal.-

yOp: *grins and looks to see if any of the bots at the table need anything. Then bends and picks up Mira's spoon and offers it back to her*

Mira: *mush all over her hands and face and a lot more in her tank* *blink blink, clicks as she considers the spoon, face back in bowl!*

yOp: *chuckles and sets the spoon on the table, then looks over at Ironhide*

Ironhide: *cutting up part of his second steak, intends to feed it to Chromia*

Tarantulus: -...Did he even taste that?- *so amused*

yOp: -Yup. And enjoyed it.-

Chromia: *soft chuckle as she eats a bite, then puts up her hand* I have my own, 'Hide.

Lumen: *finished his first steak..... and is eying a second steak*

Ironhide: *notices Lumen eying that second steak, will offer the youngling the cut up one, and get a grin in return*

Lumen: *nom!*

Mira: *just finished her mush* *clickstorm!*

yOp: What is it, Mira? Do you want something else?

Mira: *happy gleefit*

yOp: *chuckles and peeks at the sparklet's surface thoughts to see if there's anything else she needs* You did a good job feeding yourself.

Mira: *full tank, is wanting to go see Eve*

yOp: Ironhide, should I wipe her off and let her free?

Ironhide: *looks, chuckles* She won't go too far, I don't think....

yOp: Alright. *grabs a wipe out of his storage compartment, and then picks the little sparklet up and hunkers down as he starts wiping her off* Let's get you cleaned up so nobody licks up energon by accident, huh?

Mira: *squeak! Squirrrrm*

Ironhide: *rumbles and chuckles, before proceeding to eat a third steak*

yOp: *finishes wiping Mira, and then offers her a fresh wipe of her own*

Mira: *squeaks and clicks at the wipe*

yOp: *grins* A lot of sparklets like that brand. Me, I like the lemon scented ones. They taste better.

Mira: *babbling away at the wipe, though she'll soon be gnawing on it*

yOp: *sets her down on the ground, and then stands and watches as Eve comes to guard her* *chuckle*

Mira: *gnawgnawgnaw, muffled clicks*

Eve: *slurp a babby and then eye the stranger*

Ironhide: *checks to see how Chromia's doing with her steak*

Chromia: *has finished about three fifths of the slices with blitzbread and botter. Is now laying back and resting as she sips at her glass of sweet oil* *sees his glance and smiles at him*

Ironhide: *chuckles* You look comfortable...

Chromia: That's because I am. Do you or Lumen want the rest of this?

Ironhide: You have gotten enough fuel?

Lumen: *looks up* *do what to Lumen, huh?*

Chromia: Do you want the rest of my dinner?

Lumen: *nod nod, clicks*

Ironhide: *chuckles as he moves to pass Chromia's plate to Lumen, then reaches for a fourth steak for himself*

Chromia: *laughs* You're acting like you have a hollow leg, 'Hide.

Ironhide: *sheepish rumbling*

Mira: *clicking and squeaky talk time with Eve as she inspects the dog's wrinkles*

Lumen: *finishes eating.... and then splatsleeps*

Chromia: Whoops! *surprised blinking as she looks at Lumen with concern*

Tarantulus: *soft snicker as he watches, then he's moving to gently lift the youngling out of the plate*

Ironhide: *on his feet*

Tarantulus: *soothingly* He's alright.... See? *will bring the sleeping youngling over to the black mech, and then over to Chromia*

Lumen: *contented sparklet purrs that he hasn't done since he was put into his current shell*

Chromia: *relieved. Lays back*

yOp: *looks over from where he's opening a big box* D'awwww. Do you need some wipes?

Tarantulus: Yeah... Let's get him cleaned up.... *chuckles*

yOp: *takes out the wipe box and tosses it over so that it lands lightly on the table beside Tarantulus. Then he turns back to opening the box and taking out pieces of something*

Tarantulus: *will set to work cleaning Lumen up. Once the youngling's cleaned up, he'll move to gently tuck him in next to Chromia*

Chromia: *gentle arms around her little mech* Thank you, Tarantulus.

yOp: *causes a clang as he drops a piece of piping*

Lumen: *squirms a bit and snuggles close to Chromia*

puppies: *bark so much. Big guard dogs! Well. Many of them seem to talk Husky, so it's more like yammering, but still*

Mira: *squeaky yapping back at the puppies!*

Ironhide: *rumbles and looks to see what yOp is working on*

yOp: *without looking away from his project* It's a sparklet gym. I was thinking Mira would like it, and it will keep her safe once she starts getting around more.

Ironhide: *looking and nodding his approval.... even as he starts on a fifth steak*

Tarantulus: *moving to help get the sparklet gym set up*

yOp: We didn't buy any of the holographic friends. I thought you could just put some puppies in it.

Ironhide: *chuckles* They'll like that as well, I think....

yOp: *grins and tosses a datapad containing the instructions and specs of the play enclosure over to the older bot*

Ironhide: *reads the instructions and specifications, rumbling all the while in between bites of steak*

Tarantulus: *puzzled look for his brother*

yOp: *shares the information from the datapad with you, Tarantulus!*

Tarantulus: Ah.... *chuckles and moves to work on another part of the gym*

yOp: We'll put together the main components and then finish up inside, where it'll sit.

Ironhide: *nods, chuckling*

yOp: Just help yourself to more sweet oil. *answering thoughts again*

Ironhide: *more chuckling as he has a sixth steak, as well as some blitzbread and botter. He'll also work on some of his salad and a bit more sweet oil*

yOp: *grins over at his brother as he continues to work* -I've never heard these guys so happy.-

Tarantulus: *quietly* -It's a nice change.... They needed this.-

yOp: -I'm really glad I got to help it happen.- *optics shine a bit*

Tarantulus: *soft chuckle* -Mira's going to be getting into everything soon enough, won't she?-

yOp: -If she's anything like my baby sisters and brother?- *sights along a piece of pipe, then slots it into its right place and fastens them with the included pin and cotter* -And how.-

Ironhide: *finishing his meal and moving to lay down near Chromia's chair, since the sun on his plating feels good* *soft, contented rumble* *ate six steaks.... so guess who won the bet?*

Tarantulus: -I almost feel sorry for Lumen...- *looks over to Ironhide* .... -How many steaks did he eat?-

yOp: *grin* -Six. And why do you feel sorry for Lumen? He's young enough to help her.-

Tarantulus: -She'll give him a run for his money....-

yOp: -This is a Lumen we're talking about.- *glances back to look at Mira, so that she knows that some big knows where she is*

Mira: *squeak, clicky babbling*

yOp: *grins and then nudges a little box over toward her, showing her mental pictures of moving the packing foam aside and finding the corner pieces for her gym*

Mira: *chirps and does her best to crawl closer to the box*

Eve: *follow, protectababby*

yOp: *reaches out in response to Mira's desire to go to the box and helps her a little with sparkles*

Mira: *squeaking and yapping at the box now*

Tarantulus: *soft chuckle as he realizes something* -She's never known what it's like to be sad or scared....-

yOp: *quietly as he finishes the section he's working on and sets it aside* -No, and she won't. Not till she's old enough to handle it.-

Tarantulus: *small nod as he works* -I just hope it's not anything too serious....-

yOp: -Every life has its hurdles.-

Tarantulus: .... *small nod as he unconsciously rubs at a scar on his arm that's long since healed*

yOp: *slightly sad smile as memory darkens his optics* -Thankfully, most are easier to get over than ours were.-

Tarantulus: *more nod* *back to work*

Mira: *testing the packing foam for flavor*

yOp: *chuckles and emotes approval and a caution to be careful to the little one* -Do you realize that Ironhide trusts us enough to leave us with his sparklet while he naps?-

Tarantulus: *soft 'heh'* -I think he trusts the Metal Workers too....-

yOp: *nods* -He's adopted them as part of his tribe.-

Tarantulus: -That explains a lot.-

yOp: -Yes. And us... we're Optimus.- *slight feeling of sadness with the thought*

Tarantulus: *lips thin for a moment out of habit*

yOp: *mental poke, then tosses him a cotter pin before glancing at Mira again*

Mira: *gnawing on some of the packing foam, and blinking sleepily*

yOp: *quizzical feeling to the sparklet, accompanied by a picture of one of the corner pieces*

Mira: *muffled squeak will look for the thing that looks like what Uncle is showing her* *and there it is* *gonna try and hold it up now*

yOp: *chuckles and comes over to get it* Do you want to nap, Mira? *pictures the built in plush lined box that he's already assembled*

Mira: *looks for the nice box* *click*

yOp: *offers to pick her up*

Mira: *arms up!*

yOp: *lifts her up and holds her close as he brings her over to the assembled section of gym and lays her in the box* That's one of three nap spots your playpen will have when we're done.

Mira: *happy sounds as she curls up* *purrrrr*

curly brindle pup: *trots over and looks to see if he'll fit too*

Eve: *shoves him away with a growl of admonishment*

pup: *wrastle Mom! Yes!*

Tarantulus: *chuckles as he watches the dogs*

yOp: *as he tucks Mira's crocodile in with her and then sets back to work* Have you ever thought of getting a pet for your kids?

Tarantulus: Not really, no....

yOp: *just grins* Alright, let's carry these inside and get them put together.


Later, after the sparklet gym has been built, a hammock for Lumen has been set up, an armchair for Ironhide has been set up, and the table has been brought inside....


yOp: *surveys everything, and then looks at his brother* Now it looks homey.

Tarantulus: *nods* Yeah... and it smells pretty good too....

yOp: *chuckles and then goes to hunker by Ironhide and call to him softly*

Ironhide: *soft rumble, doesn't want to wake up*

yOp: -Ironhide, where's Mira?-

Ironhide: *AWAKE and on his feet!*

Lumen: *sleepy little sound, snuggles close to Chromia and doesn't wake*

yOp: Easy. She's in the playpen.

Eve: *looks up from where she's laying inside, next to the big tubing and webbing enclosure*

Ironhide: *moves to check on Mira, will come back to check on Chromia and Lumen once he's sure the sparklet is alright*

yOp: *slightly amused* Ironhide, look at your house.

Ironhide: *looks around.... and pauses. Is very surprised at the additions*

yOp: *bit of a grin* What do you think?

Ironhide: *quietly* This is....

yOp: *waits quietly, glancing over at Tarantulus*

Tarantulus: *waiting without a word*

Ironhide: *quieter* Thank you....

yOp: *slight nod. Also quiet, and serious* Thank you.

Ironhide: *puzzled, looks to yOp*

yOp: *quietly* For letting us do this.

Ironhide: *so surprised, but will nod*

yOp: *bit of a grin* I guess we should be going. Merry Christmas.

Ironhide: *small nod* Likewise.

yOp: *grins and puts a hand on his brother's shoulder. And then Ironhide's alone with his family*

Chromia: *quiet sound as she stretches cautiously*

Ironhide: *will move to check on Chromia and Lumen*

Chromia: They gone? *sleepy smile*

Ironhide: *nods* They just left....

Chromia: *looks around* Hmmm. Looks like the light's fading. Want to bring Lumen inside?

Ironhide: *soft chuckle, will move to carefully lift both Chromia and Lumen*

Chromia: Showoff. Where's Mira? *just realized that Ironhide's chest isn't purring*

Ironhide: *slight grin* I'll show you. *moves to bring his passengers inside and over to the sparklet pen*

Mira: *purring as she sleeps in the nice, warm nap box*

Chromia: Well, will you look at that. *studies the pen, including the little padded platform at the other end of the floor and the hammock on a higher floor* She sounds happy.

Ironhide: *soft chuckle* I think she likes that.... *listens and chuckles more* Lumen is purring as well....

Chromia: *looks at the youngling in her arms* Yup. *then pauses when she notices the flat screen television up on the wall above the bed where it can be easily seen from the playpen and the new armchair*

Ironhide: *looks to see what has caught Chromia's attention, blinks a bit* Hrm.....

Lumen: *clicks at the rumble, continues to sleep*

Chromia: *sudden shy smile* Should we shut the door, put Lumen to bed, and then sit and see if there are any good holos on?

Ironhide: *nods and moves towards the mattress and blanket nest, since he's not too certain about the other thing that yOp and Tarantulus brought with them*

Chromia: *helps him lay Lumen down and cover the youngster... and a few puppies... up. Then lifts her arms to be picked up again*

Ironhide: *lifts Chromia up and holds her close to his chest* *will bring her over to the door wire*

Chromia: *cuddles as she watches the dusk vanish behind the metal, wood, and glass of the door*

Ironhide: *soft rumbles for Chromia* *and a gentle helm nuzzle*

Chromia: *smiles up at him, and then wriggles slightly till she can put her arms around his neck. Optics shine up into his*

Ironhide: *gently touches his forehead to hers* *will bring her over to the big armchair*

Chromia: *sits on his lap and snuggles as she watches him take the remote out of the pocket on the arm of the chair*

Ironhide: *inspecting the remote for a few moments before powering on the flatscreen* *changes channels until he finds what looks like a televised sparring match between strange-looking Cybertronians* Hrm......

Chromia: *blinks* It's a fighting pit.

Ironhide: Shall we watch this then?

Chromia: *nods, her optics on the match* Yes. Let's.

Ironhide: *will put the remote away for now, and settle back in the chair, holding Chromia close*

Chromia: *watches till the end of the match, then peeks up at him for half a moment before she reaches up and steals a kiss*

Ironhide: *surprised, but then he's gently kissing her back*

Chromia: *breaks it sooner than she'd like, but the world is spinning* *quietly and a bit sadly* Mmmm. I wonder if all Ironhides are good kissers.

Ironhide: *very faint blush, will gently nuzzle Chromia's helm*

Chromia: *gently touches his cheek, and then kisses him again lightly*

Ironhide: *soft, pleased rumble as he reciprocates gently*

Chromia: *softly* Marry me?

Ironhide: *softly* Yes. *gentle forehead touch*

Chromia: We need someone to take care of the kids. *glances toward the tiny purr in the pen, and then toward the bed, gaze distracted by that really interesting sparring session on the TV*

Ironhide: *soft 'hrrm', before he's putting a call in to Starchart*

Starchart: //Yes, Brother?//

Ironhide: //Chromia and I will be getting married.... We do not wish to leave Lumen and Mira unattended, however....//

Starchart: //Do you want one of us to come and get Mira?//

Ironhide: //She is sleeping right now.... I am not sure how long she will sleep....//

Starchart: //Ah. What time would you like one of us to come and check on all of you?//

Ironhide: *checks the current time, and thinks quickly* //In about two hours from now, send someone to check on us?//

Starchart: *warmly* //I will. Congratulations, Brother.//

Ironhide: //Thank you, Brother.// *nuzzles Chromia's helm as he signs off with Starchart* *quietly* Starchart will send someone to check on all of us in two hours....

Chromia: *glances up* So we're good to go?

Ironhide: *nods* There is fuel, someone will be by to check on us, and we are in a comfortable place to rest.

Chromia: *intakes deeply, and then plants a kiss on him*

Ironhide: *kiss! And now his engine's rumbling softly and encouragingly*

Chromia: *pushes away the dizzy and concentrates on the kiss. Isn't sure she's strong enough to get the bonding program to show...*

Ironhide: *gently increasing the energy levels*

Chromia: *winces a little, but then relaxes and decides to just snog the heck out of him. And then she sees the program she'd been told about... and ups the power a bit more*

Ironhide: *sees a program pop up that he thinks is the one he'd heard about from a few of the bonded pairs in his old tribe. Will give it a bit of a mental poke*

Chromia: *SNOG* *blinks at the flash, and then chortles and conks out*

Ironhide: *soft rumble as he too powers down, forehead resting against Chromia's*

Eve: *sitting and looking around puzzledly for the source of that flash of light*

puppies: *growling and yammering softly as they move around in their various heaps. Did not like big light*

Lumen: *waking up enough to whistle for the puppies that aren't in the blanket nest yet* *has warm, has a full tank, and has cuddle buddies, is one happy youngling* *will listen for baby sister's purring and then settle back to sleep*

((written with random_xtras))