SV and the Nexus. Various Locations and the Sanctuary. More Babies

[dens_extra_pups]

Cragbuster: *sitting quietly in the living room area of the main room, Kendell a contented sleeping snuggle in his arms as he watches the other bots and wonders to himself why no one's talking to him and why Terrion still seems to be avoiding him*

Runabout: *just gave Dad the slip again!* Yeeee!!! *gleeful run*

Cragbuster: *perks and clicks quietly to the little sparklet as he runs by*

Runabout: *scampers that way, causing Sideswipe to faceplant due to turning too abruptly* *will scale Mt. Cragbuster, clickstorming all the while*

Cragbuster: *manages a smile on his battered mug as he carefully puts an arm around Runabout* *raspy* Hey, now...

Runabout: *clickstorm*

Cragbuster: What're you doing? Hmm?

Runabout: *clickclickclick, razz, giggle*

Cragbuster: *sees if the bitty would like his back rubbed, since Kendell seemed to enjoy that*

Runabout: *squirms a bit, but snuggles and settles down*

Cragbuster: *quiet humming of a tune he heard Optimus listening to earlier*

Sideswipe: *amused stinkeye for Runabout*

Runabout: *ignore a Daddy, snuggles and purrs*

Cragbuster: *softly* Isn't there... another of you? *glances around, trying to get his optics to focus over distance*

Mudflap: *splatted earlier, is snuggling on Ratchet as the elderly medic naps with Arcee*

Sideswipe: Ratchet's got him. *looks for something to do*

Cragbuster: Ah. *quiet, slightly sad sigh as he shutters his optics and contemplates a nap with the little ones*

Kup: *is contemplating deeply as he dozes in front of the monitors with Ridgeback and Shia cuddled in his arms with a blanket and some sort of squeaky doll. Also has a Sunhalo draped over his head*

Optimus: *wandering around the building, is looking and listening for anyone who might be visiting from the other side of the Veil. Knows Stiletto is up on the roof, stalking pigeons*

main comm screen: *suddenly flashing with neon pink hysteria*

Kup: Ack! *falls over backward*

Shia: *startled awake*

Ridgeback: *surprised squeal*

Cragbuster: *on his feet and looking toward the shouts and squeals, his arms tight around the sparklets*

Scattershot: *can be heard spazzing, panicking, and hollering for Ratchet*

Kup: //Ratchet, there's some kind of emergency here.// *comforting the boys and trying to track down the little Seeklet darting agitatedly around over his head* ...Hey, since when do you fly?

Ratchet: *awake, and getting to his feet after gently transferring Mudflap to Arcee* //I'm on my way over.// *cringe as he gets an audiofull thanks to Scattershot remembering his frequency*

Kup: //Could Sunhalo fly before?// *rolls over and works himself and the boys free of the wreck of his chair* //Optimus, where are you?//

Ratchet: //Yeah.... She's been able to fly for awhile.// *hurrying to get his field kit*

Optimus: //One of the back rooms. Is something wrong?//

Kup: *grimly* //I'm on the floor and I can't get up. And Cragbuster's probably going to be in the same condition soon.//

Optimus: *PINpoints to the main room, will hurry to get Cragbuster to sit back down. Cringes as he hears Scattershot's panicking*

Ratchet: //Scattershot, I'm on my way over.// *PINpoints*

Cragbuster: *quiet and shaky thanks for Optimus, but then turns a worried frown toward the monitor station*

Kup: *soft grunt as Sunhalo slams into him, then gentle and gruff murmuring as she joins her brothers in snuggling*

Optimus: Stay put, Cragbuster.... *will move to help Kup stand*

Kup: *is tangled in the broken chair* Ratchet's answering this pink bozo's call, right?

Optimus: It looks like it.... *works on getting Kup separated from the broken chair* Scattershot and Mistfire's sparklet is probably ready to be delivered.....

Ridgeback: *click*

Kup: *rises carefully to his feet, then leans on his former student for a moment before reaching over and shutting the connection so that they can't hear Scattershot spazzing anymore* *snort* I somehow don't think that's going to help.

Sunhalo: Nup.

Optimus: *sigh* Scattershot is very high strung.

Shia: Issa derp. *nod*

Optimus: *looks around the room.... and then he's blinking as he realizes that Cragbuster thanked him instead of crabbing at him*

Kup: *sees his expression and thinks the young Magnus is seeing another ghostly visitor* Who's here now?

Optimus: Nobody.... yet....

Kup: Then what's that face for? *frown*

Optimus: *quieter* Cragbuster thanked me....

Kup: *pause* Oh. Yeah. He does that now.

Optimus: .... That's unusual.

Kup: Ratchet mentioned that. But he asked me not to comment on it the first time I went to sit by Cragbuster in the medilab.

Optimus: *small frown as he thinks about this*

Kup: *quietly* Some of his memory files are still scrambled. He's got no idea why nobody can stand him.

Optimus: ... *pinches the bridge of his nose* Great....

Kup: Things like this happen. *glances at the time display at the corner of the monitor* Will you be alright here? If Ratchet's at the Pink Palace then I gotta go get Kia from her dance class.

Optimus: *nods* Things have been fairly quiet.

Kup: Alright. *turns and walks to the entryway, then sets the three sparklets down and transforms before opening his door for them* No pushing, there's plenty'a room.

Sunhalo: *zips inside and settles into one of the sparklet seats, then wriggles as the seatbelt straps her in*

Shia: *will help Ridgeback into one of the sparklet seats before moving to climb into one as well* *click*

Kup: *straps all the babbies down, and reports to Sharpshot and Hound where he's got their babies as he drives out into the dark and snowy night*

Cragbuster: *humming that classical tune to the two bitties in his arms again*

Runabout: *snuggle, soft clicks, splatsleep*

Kendell: *cuddles Uncle Buster and purrs quietly as she twinkles little fingers at her Papa*

Optimus: *small smile, and a wave for Kendell. Will check to see what Sideswipe is getting up to, and watch as Stiletto finally comes inside after another unsuccessful pigeon hunt*

Kendell: *has a sweet little quiet smile for Stiletto, too*

Stiletto: *shakes off snow before moving to gently kitty-kiss Kendell*

Kendell: *tiny fingers scritchy Stiletto's face*

Cragbuster: *uncertainly tries to scritch Stiletto's ears. Isn't sure she won't just walk away in response*

Stiletto: *turns her head slightly to get a particularly itchy spot scritched* *happy rumble*

Cragbuster: *and there's that slight smile as his clumsy fingers try to be gentle*

Stiletto: *will curl up on your feet and purr shortly, Cragbuster*

Cragbuster: *smile grows stronger as he shutters his optics and settles down to join Stiletto and the sparklets in recharge*


Elsewhere


Mudflap: *getting all excited as Athena makes the inside of Arcee's armour ring*

Arcee: *awake! Will carefully sit up and gently tap on the armor plating over where Athena is* *lately, that's been one of the few things that hasn't caused a fit of kicking*

Athena: *massive double kick!*

Mudflap: 0.0

Arcee: *wince. She FELT that!* *will carefully get up off the berth, and offer to bring Mudflap to Optimus. Intends to ask him to call First Aid or WakeJumper*

sharp, intense pain: *rips through Arcee's abdomen*

Arcee: *doubles over, crying out before she can stop herself*

Mudflap: *frightened wail!*


Main room


Cragbuster: *is on his feet again, his head turning as he tries to figure out the source of those cries*

Kendell: Teacher! Teacher! Papa!

Optimus: *moves to make Cragbuster sit back down, will then go to check on Arcee*

pain: *hits again just as Athena shoves herself with fear born strength against the wall of her tank*

Arcee: *crying out again*

Optimus: 0_0 *calling Ratchet* *and going 0_0 even more as he gets told that there's a major emergency at Pink Squad's warehouse, and to call WakeJumper*


At the dock


Trailbreaker: *standing by WakeJumper as they carefully reel in a happily singing- and bubbling sometimes when her face goes under- form*

Calypso: *must have found something really strong this time, as she doesn't even notice that she's being hauled in*

WakeJumper: *can just about grab Calypso's arm*

Trailbreaker: *grunts* Got her. YEOW! *falls in the lake as something hits the water with an ice shattering crack*

WakeJumper: *looks up to see what hit the water* *will be hauling Trailbreaker and Calypso out of the water in the meantime*

Nightwish: *surfaces. Gasping, her optics white*

WakeJumper: *acks as he gets a call from Optimus* 0_0 *will drop Trailbreaker and Calypso in favor of hauling Nightwish to shore. In the meantime, he's going to call First Aid, and try and walk Optimus through what needs to be done* *is soon in the water in boat mode and speeding towards the femme in labor*

Nightwish: .>_<. *squeaks slightly as he reaches her, and then goes under again*

WakeJumper: *transforms and goes fishing*

Nightwish: *comes up beneath him, gasping and spouting water* What... what's happening?

WakeJumper: I think you're in labor....

Nightwish: *squeaks and nearly buckles again* ...What?

WakeJumper: Is there pain in your abdomen section? *is going to grab onto whatever limb's closest, intends to PINpoint to shore*

Nightwish: *shuddering as she once more clenches her face up* Y... yes.

WakeJumper: And the twins are kicking like crazy, right? *PINpoints with Nightwish to dry land*

Nightwish: *topples and lays on her face* Hrrmhmm. *lets out another squeak as an almighty bang comes from somewhere inside her protoform*

WakeJumper: That'd be a yes.... *getting one of the pain overrides out of storage and apply it* Let's get them out.... *just told Optimus to call Fixer*


Back at the Plant


Cragbuster: *sitting on the edge of Arcee's berth and gently patting her hand, which he's holding* Everything's going to be alright.

Arcee: *cycling air and trying to stay calm*

Optimus: *calling Fixer. Applied a pain override, but that's about all he feels confident doing right now*

Fixer: //Busy!//

Optimus: //We have three femmes in labor!// *something in his tone might just suggest that this isn't normal labor*

Fixer: *acerbic exasperation* //That doesn't make this slaggin' rush of animate scrap get out of my medbay!//

Athena: *protests the next pain with another upset thud. Wants away from this!*

Optimus: *not sure what to say* //....Er...//

Arcee: *cycling air and cringing*

Fixer: //You're up to your can in medibots anyway!//

Optimus: //Ratchet and WakeJumper are already dispatched.... and First Aid's still recovering....// *gently patpatting Arcee's hand*

Fixer: *more quietly* //If I leave here now bots will die.//

Optimus: *wince wince* //Understood....//

Fixer: //I'm sorry. Fixer out.//

Cragbuster: Everything's going to be alright, Arcee. *sounds so much like his dad*

Optimus' comm: *pings*

Optimus: *finger to audio* //Optimus speaking.//

Fanzone: //What da heck's goin' on? First Aid's curled up 'n cryin' over here.//

Optimus: //Mistfire isn't the only femme in labor. Arcee and Nightwish are as well.// *just a bit scared*

Fanzone: //... ... .................. Labour???//

Optimus: //Yes...//

Fanzone: //Where's Ratchet?//

Optimus: //Helping Mistfire...//

Fanzone: //WakeJumper?//

Optimus: //Helping Nightwish.//

Fanzone: *deep breath sounds over the line* //Did yous call Fixer?//

Optimus: //Tau Station is dealing with a crisis of their own, and she can't leave or bots will die.// *can you hear just how worried the mech is, Fanzone?*

Fanzone: *growls as he programs his PINpoint and gives it to his wife. Terse explanation sounds over the comm channel*

Kathy: *wants to bring First Aid with her*

Fanzone: *isn't sure. The femme's scared*

Kathy: *gently insistant. First Aid needs hugs from Optimus.*

Fanzone: *yeah, and maybe that'll calm Optimus down too. He really sounds shaky*

Optimus: ... //I can hear you...//

Fanzone: *growl* //Good.// *click*

Kathy: *will PINpoint and bring First Aid to the base, and then hurry to Arcee's room*

Cragbuster: *soft talking to his stepmother as he again pats her hand* Easy. It's... alright to squeeze my... hand. *though it's a little bit hard for him to get his words out since he's worried*

Arcee: *going to take you up on that offer, Cragbuster. For such a little femme, she has a very strong grip*

Kathy: *taking charge, will soon be bossing Optimus around, including telling him to hug First Aid*

Optimus: *is just glad there's someone else here who is keeping a cool head* *will hold First Aid close*

First Aid: *hides her face against him and circulates deeply, then peers at Arcee* *softly* What symptoms is the labour taking?

Optimus: *quietly relays what he's noticed* Athena's been kicking more and more.... and Arcee's in pain.... *has no idea what else is going on, and that scares him just a bit*

First Aid: *moves to scan the older femme, then bites her lip* Athena's tank is... is deteriorating.

Optimus: *worried expression is a go* Is Arcee going to be alright?

First Aid: I... don't know. I don't know much about normal births, and this... *bites lip more*

Kathy: *calmly* Seems like this is gonna be similar to a c-section....

Optimus: ... *confused look for Kathy*

First Aid: *looks at her* What do you mean, Kathy?

Kathy: Well, anatomy differences.... *nods towards Arcee's abdomen* The baby's gotta come out somehow....

Arcee: *cycling air and trying to keep calm*

First Aid: Ohhh.

pain: *INTENSE!*

Arcee: *squeezing the heck out of Cragbuster's hand as she cries out*

Cragbuster: *startled sound as oil comes leaking out from between all the panels of Arcee's armour* 0_0

Athena: *that kick was a lot louder than the others!*

Kathy: *blink blink* ....Definitely like a Cesarian.... *moves to see if she can get up to the table top to help*

First Aid: *walks over and hesitantly opens Arcee's belly panel, then gasps*

Optimus: *moves to see what's going on*

Athena: *unhappy little sounds as she sneezes oil out of her intakes. Is laying in the shattered remains of her tank*

Optimus: *boggles*

Kathy: *moving to check to see if there's anything like an umbilical cord connecting Athena to Arcee*

Arcee: *cycling air, has her optics shut tightly*

First Aid: Oh. Oh, we need a towel. *looks around*

Cragbuster: *gently lets go of Arcee's hand, and then falls over*

Kathy: *as Optimus moves to get a towel, and then help Cragbuster stand, she's finding a slender cable and frowning* ... First Aid, can you look at this and tell me what it is?

First Aid: *scans, her brow ridges drawing together in a frown* It's a conduit between Arcee's systems and Athena's. But it's breaking down too.

Kathy: ... So it's like an umbilical cord.... *reaches for the towel that Optimus offers*

First Aid: *nods* Yes, I think so.

Cragbuster: *so worried about Arcee and Athena that he's coming over dizzy*

Optimus: *moving to support the older mech*

Kathy: So now we wait for it to deteriorate and get her cleaned up in the meantime.... *gentle patpat for Arcee*

First Aid: Should we lift her out and wrap her and set her on Arcee's chest? *hands hover uncertainly over the softly fussing sparklet*

Kathy: *nods* And she's probably hungry too.

First Aid: I can't remember, do newborn humans want to eat before their connector detaches?

Kathy: It does help.... and if their umbilical cord isn't cut till the placenta comes out, it means they don't need the cord tied off when it gets cut...

Cragbuster: *quietly* Gotta... lay down.

Optimus: *small nod* Let's get you to the couch... *is probably going to be needing to lay down soon too*

Cragbuster: *quiet groan* Medilab... *knees go again*

Optimus: *supporting Cragbuster and moving to PINpoint with him to the medilab*

First Aid: *glances after them with concern as she lays her carefully wrapped newsparked sister on Arcee's chest*

Athena: *just a bit fussy, though she settles down somewhat as she hears a familiar spark*

Arcee: *hands coming up to gently rub Athena's back as she unshutters her optics. Looks just a bit worn out*

First Aid: //Optimus? Could you bring the medivac? And some of the sparklet blend?// *frowning at the oily mess in Arcee's inner works*

Optimus: //I will...// *and a few minutes later, he's bringing both the medivac and a container of sparklet blend* *also has a blanket*

First Aid: *sets to work cleaning out all that excess oil with the little vacuum, confident that her mate and Arcee know how to feed sparklets* Thank you.

Optimus: *small smile, turns his attention to helping Arcee with Athena*

Athena: *ceases fussiness as she takes in fuel. Can hear one of her parent sparks, and this nom is making her tank stop hurting*

First Aid: There. That's all the oil. *scans the remains of the tank* ...I think Arcee's systems will reabsorb this.

Optimus: *small nod, is silently hoping that something like this doesn't happen again, since it was just a bit nerve-wracking*

Kathy: *from where she's wiping a bit of oil off of Arcee's armor* I wonder how the other mothers are doing..... *trying to ignore the slight shakiness in her hands. Knows she probably should've asked for a lift onto the table earlier*

First Aid: *pokes self in audio receiver* ...Ratchet and WakeJumper aren't responding.


Over by the docks


Nightwish: .>_<.!!!

WakeJumper: *foot to Calypso's midsection to deter the cratered femme from pestering Nightwish. Again* *to Nightwish* Everything's going to be alright. *offers one of the towel bundles he usually hangs onto for cleaning up spilled fuel* *would offer his hand, but Nightwish is so much stronger than him...*

Nightwish: *slightly dazed frown at the towel bundle* What...?

WakeJumper: Squeeze it when the pain gets bad...

Nightwish: ...What's bad? *squeaks* .>_<.

WakeJumper: *puts the bundle in Nightwish's hand*

Trailbreaker: *wrestles Calypso back* What's going on, Wake?

WakeJumper: Nightwish is in labor.... But I can't get a clear reading about what's going on.... *frown*

Calypso: *wants to seeee....*

Trailbreaker: *grunts and shifts his weight, still holding onto his girlfriend* Her panels won't open?

WakeJumper: ... *facepalms at his own derp*

Nightwish: *finger to audio* Side...nnnn. Sideswipe?

Sideswipe: *quiet* //Y-Yeah?//

Nightwish: Need you. *shudders and twists up her face again as she looks at WakeJumper*

WakeJumper: *as Sideswipe can be heard calling for Nightside* I need to get a better look at what's under the panel, Nightwish....

Nightwish: Panel...? *unaccustomed to pain, her processor is glitching slightly*

WakeJumper: *gently taps on Nightwish's abdomen* This one.

Nightwish: *pops the catch on the access panel, then squeaks again*

WakeJumper: *scanning once he opens the panel*

tank: *free from the alloys that make Nightwish hard to scan, but still thick. Is breaking down... very very slowly*

WakeJumper: *frown* The tank's deteriorating.... but the breakdown rate is slow.... *will try calling Ratchet and Optimus to ask if the other femmes in labor are showing similar*

First Aid: //There you are, WakeJumper!// *sounds slightly tearful in her relief*

WakeJumper: *worried* //Did something happen to Arcee?//

First Aid: *sound of a deep intake* //The tank Athena was in deteriorated, but she and Arcee are resting quietly while we wait for the umbilical cable to break down.//

WakeJumper: *relieved* //Well, the tank that Nightwish's twins are in is deteriorating, but it's not happening quickly.... I gave Nightwish a towel bundle to squeeze when the pain gets bad, but I don't think she quite gets that.... And Sideswipe and Nightside are here now...//

First Aid: *silent for a moment, and then comes back online* //Kathy and Optimus say that Nightwish usually doesn't feel pain.// *no, she couldn't remember that herself. Files are still a bit hard to access sometimes*

WakeJumper: //.... Kinda figured.... Any word from Ratchet yet? He's giving me the silent treatment or something...//

Sideswipe: *going to snuggle close to Nightwish and click softly*

First Aid: *can be heard asking Optimus if he's heard anything from Ratchet*

Optimus: //The last time I heard from Ratchet was before I called Fixer.... He said there was an emergency at Pink Squad's warehouse... It's been radio silence from him since...//

First Aid: //Oh dear. Kathy, should we go and check on them?//

Kathy: //Go.... I'll stay here 'n sit with Arcee 'n Athena....// *and probably will end up napping a bit as well*

Optimus: //I'll let Captain Fanzone know.//

WakeJumper: //Keep me updated?//

First Aid: //We will, WakeJumper. First Aid out.//

WakeJumper: //WakeJumper out.// *turns his attention to making sure Nightwish is as comfortable as possible, given the situation*

Calypso: *would probably be faceplanting about now if not for the fact that Trailbreaker's holding onto her*

Trailbreaker: *trying to lay Calypso down comfortably on her back* What'd they say, Doc?

WakeJumper: Well, 'Aid said that the tank that Athena was in deteriorated.... and that Athena's resting while the conduit between she and Arcee deteriorates as well....

Trailbreaker: *looks aghast* So all this is supposed to fall apart?

Sideswipe: *muffled* Will it hurt 'Wish? *worried for mate*

WakeJumper: It's looking like once the tank deteriorates, it'll be reabsorbed....

Nightwish: *whole body tenses as she squeaks*


At the Pink Zone


Optimus: *just brought First Aid to the warehouse after calling Captain Fanzone and explaining where Kathy would be*

First Aid: *wobbly from PINpoint trip. Clings to mate and listens for youngbots or for Scattershot or Ratchet*

Ratchet: *can be heard grumbling about something in Mistfire and Scattershot's room, but other than that, the warehouse is silent*

First Aid: I hear Ratchet. *lets go of mate and heads for the berth room*

Optimus: *moves to follow, concerned*

Ratchet: *perks when he sees First Aid. Had to sedate Scattershot to keep the idiot from stressing Mistfire even more*

Scattershot: *silent and still where he fell when he was tagged, is out cold*

First Aid: *stops with a gasp of shock when she sees the puddle of energon that Ratchet's standing in* What happened? *automatically puts out arm to keep Optimus back as her EMT training snaps to the fore*

Ratchet: Magenta broke her cable before her tank was finished deteriorating... I had to sedate Scattershot and Mistfire before I could get started on getting the little bit out.... *and now he's working on keeping everyone online* *gruffly as his spark monitor makes angry sounds* She's shocky, and Mistfire's vitals're fading.

Optimus: *worried* Do you need anything?

First Aid: *stepping forward with no trace of wobbling or hesitation as she lifts the silent form of the sparklet into her arms and starts working to calm the frightened little spark down and get it stabilized* A towel.

Optimus: *goes to locate one*

First Aid: *intent on Magenta, not looking up from her work even when Mistfire flatlines for a moment*

Ratchet: *working on getting Mistfire going again*

Magenta: *angry crying suddenly echoes in the room as she waves clenched fists and lets the big bad world know what she thinks of it!*

Optimus: *hurrying back with a towel and a container of sparklet fuel. Had to go back to the base to get the latter*

First Aid: Thank you. *wraps the sparklet snuggly, and then offers her to Optimus* Will you take her out of the room and feed her?

Optimus: *nods* *quick glance to Scattershot and Mistfire, and then he's moving to bring Magenta out of the room in order to feed her*

First Aid: *watches Optimus go, and then checks on Scattershot* He's weak but stable.

Ratchet: *nod* Their bond isn't a deep one.... *still working on repairing Mistfire*

Mistfire: *gasps then, her optic shutters fluttering despite the sedation tab*

Ratchet: *scanning!!!*

Mistfire: *vitals have returned, though weak and fluctuating. Her energon levels are dangerously low*

Ratchet: She needs energon.... *making sure there aren't any more leaking lines*

First Aid: Is there some here? *looks up at her mentor's face*

Ratchet: The last time I checked, there was. It should be in one of the cupboards in their kitchen area.

First Aid: Alright. *turns and hurries out, inadvertently leaving a trail of pink tracks as she goes*

ping: *reaches Ratchet's comm. Sounds like Fixer's*

Ratchet: *responds to the ping as he continues repairs* //Ratchet here. I'm busy, Fixer.//

Deepdancer: //...Deepdancer. Fixer called and said you need help.//

Ratchet: //...// *can't help but chuckle for a moment, and then he's explaining the situation, starting from the beginning*

Deepdancer: //So where do you want me?//

Ratchet: //We'll need every available set of hands here.// *sends the coordinates* //Scattershot's sedated, so he won't be in the way.//

Deepdancer: *arrives just as First Aid is coming back. Catches the energon cubes that the startled femme drops* Easy...

First Aid: *dizzy now. Sits on floor to try and combat that*

Ratchet: *still working, even as Optimus hurries back into the room*

Optimus: *will situate himself next to First Aid, is still holding Magenta close to his chest*

Magenta: *still not happy, but she's so tired and her tank is full, so she's conked out with her fist in her mouth*

Deepdancer: *quick, frowning scan of First Aid* You stay put. *goes to Ratchet and sets the cubes down where they can reach them*

Ratchet: *nods to Deepdancer, will get Mistfire hooked up to one of the cubes, then it's back to work on repairs*

Deepdancer: *helps Ratchet, her fingers and tentacles quick and knowledgeable*

Optimus: *will gently rub First Aid's back as he worriedly watches the two elderly medibots work*


Two hours later


Deepdancer: *chest screen showing a weak but steady sparkbeat as she frowns at Mistfire's face*

Ratchet: *scanning Mistfire again, even as he finishes cleaning the femme up*

Deepdancer: *sighs* Looks like stasis lock.

First Aid: *turns her head from where she's resting wearily against the wall with the sleeping Magenta in her arms* ...She's in a coma?

Ratchet: *small nod, sigh*

First Aid: *softly, her voice shaking slightly* And Scattershot?

Ratchet: He could be affected as well.... *moves to reverse the sedation on the pink mech, hoping for the best, but expecting the worst*

Scattershot: *soft sound, and very slight movement, then he's still*

Ratchet: *slumps and sighs, before moving to lift the pink mech* All we can do now is wait, watch... and pray.... *will gently set Scattershot next to Mistfire*

Deepdancer: Should we bring them back to your medilab?

Ratchet: *nod* There's more monitoring equipment there.... *will also check with the adults who are still out and about in order to find out where Wheelie and Rumrunner are*

Jazz: //All the lil' cats're crashed hard in the kiddie pile.//

Ratchet: //...Alright.//

Ironfist: //How are Mistfire and Magenta?//

Ratchet: //Mistfire and Scattershot are in stasis..... Magenta's asleep....//

Ironfist: *dismay* //Do you mean stasis-sleep?//

Ratchet: //No... Stasis lock...//

Ironfist: //Oh no...//

Jazz: *quickly* //'Cee and baby are AOK.//

Ratchet: //We'll be bringing them to the medilab.... There's more monitoring equipment there...// *pauses as he absorbs Jazz's report, and then his relief can be heard* //Good.... Has anyone heard from WakeJumper regarding Nightwish?//

Ironfist: //No. Do you want me to attempt to contact him?//

Ratchet: //Yes. Find out where he is, and how far along Nightwish is...//

Ironfist: //Yes, sir.//

Jazz: //Hey, he works fer a livin'.//

Ratchet: //Incoming once we get Optimus rounded up.//

Ironfist: //We'll be ready. Ironfist out.//

Ratchet: //Understood. Ratchet out.// *out loud* Let's get them ready for transport... *will also ding Optimus' comm and tell him to finish up whatever he's doing*

Deepdancer: *lifts Scattershot and sets him close to First Aid so that she can touch both of them* Are we using the PINpoints?

Optimus: *coming back, will move to help Ratchet*

Ratchet: That will be the quickest way....

Deepdancer: *nods. Then looks at Optimus as he speaks*

Optimus: I'll bring these bots, Ratchet. Will you bring Mistfire?

Ratchet: *nods* Get going... *moving to get Mistfire ready for transport*

Optimus: *nods and moves to bring Deepdancer, First Aid, Scattershot and Magenta to the plant*


At the Aquabot base


Nightwish: *actually sounds tired as she frowns up at the ceiling* This isn't working.

WakeJumper: *scanning again* Well, I could try cutting through the tank, but I don't think that'll work either....

Nightwish: *sighs as one of the twins gives a faint but irate kick* How are they?

WakeJumper: Very tired, and very upset... *checks the deterioration of the tank*

Sideswipe: *going to try again to 'talk' to the twins with gentle taps on the tank*

tank: *will be weak enough to break... in another couple days at this rate of deterioration*

WakeJumper: *sighs and relays this to Nightwish*

Nightwish: *glances at Nightside, who is crouched protectively nearby, then looks at her mate*

Sideswipe: *still tapping away carefully, is trying to help keep the twins calm, though there's obvious tension in his shoulder struts*

Nightwish: *scowls and looks back to WakeJumper* Take me to the Nexus. I need that stuff that turns us human.

Nightside: *frowwwn*

WakeJumper: ...At this point, I'm going to agree with her decision, Nightside. *will get his PINpoint out*

Nightside: Turn Dad too, so he can help her with the babies.

WakeJumper: We'll have to be careful about it.... *will bring Nightwish and Sideswipe to the Nexus... Specifically, the Sanctuary of Primus. If anyone can help with this, the young medic reckons, it's the Servant*

Bbbrl: *scootskitter GONE down the hall!*

Mira: *follows Bbbrl, with Oppy hot on her heels*

Ravage: *looks from where he'd been sitting and reading a datapad* Vhat is this?

WakeJumper: The femme's in labor. At one point, she and her mate were turned human, and the sparklets formed where human infants are carried.... But the tank's deterioration rate is too slow.

Hormah: *from where she's standing in the opening of the hall now* So what're ye after wantin' from I?

WakeJumper: We need to LOL them human. And I'd rather do it with another medic who knows more about the LOL than I do.

Hormah: I knows fixin' humans. I dunno birt'in' 'em.

WakeJumper: ...I know someone who does....

Hormah: *nod* Go get 'em. I'll get t'is lot someplace more comfortable.

WakeJumper: *nods and PINpoints to the plant*

Athena: *small sounds as she nestles in her father's arms and looks up at him for the first time*

Ratchet: *soft clicks, will gently smooth the sparklet's helm* *is at a loss for words at the moment*

Kathy: *looks up from tying her shoe as WakeJumper appears*

Jazz: *frowns* Wakeman? What 're you doin' here?

WakeJumper: I need to borrow Kathy.

Kathy: *blink blink* Why?

WakeJumper: Nightwish thinks it might be easier to deliver the sparklets if she and they are LOL'd human, and the Servant doesn't know anything about delivering humans....

Ironfist: *worried frown as she glances at Showtime and Sharpshot, and then turns to Ratchet*

Sharpshot: .... *snerk* The Captain's gonna be mad that he missed his chance to see the Nexus....

Showtime: *worried expression is a go*

Ratchet: *slight frown as he looks to WakeJumper*

Kathy: ...Then why are we sitting here just talking about it? *Look*

WakeJumper: *offers hands*

Jazz: *chuckles. And then obviously takes a picture of Ratchet and Athena*

Ratchet: *as WakeJumper and Kathy PINpoint out* I want a copy of that picture, Jazz.


Back at the sanctuary


Oppy: *oh, hey, the big orange guy's back! Will show the way to go from where he's standing at the mouth of the hallway*

WakeJumper: *making sure Kathy is alright after the PINpoint trip, even as he follows after the sparklet*

Hormah: *coaching Nightwish on the proper way to yell while in labour. Has removed the painkiller from the femme's systems*

Nightwish: *yells at the top of her vocalizer, letting the whole building know exactly how she feels!*

Kathy: 0_0

WakeJumper: *cringe, brings Kathy over to Hormah*

Hormah: *recognizes the human woman and grins* 'Eh, b'y.

Kathy: Hey... *slight frown* I thought WakeJumper said Nightwish was going to be ... LOL'd?

Hormah: We's gonna wish it. T'at way we don't gotta pry Swiper off 'er t' keep 'em from windin' up wit' anot'er slaggin' kid.

Kathy: ...Oh... Okay. *doesn't quite get how that would work, but Hormah sounds like she knows what she's talking about*

WakeJumper: *looks for Sideswipe and spots him huddled against Nightwish's side, optics nearly white*

Hormah: *raises her voice* Alright, Scattor.

Nightwish and Sideswipe: *suddenly enveloped in cobalt blue sparkles*

Kathy: *startled sound*

WakeJumper: *blinking a bit as he watches*

sparkles: *clear away, showing the familiar human forms of the two bots*

Nightwish: *scrunches up her face, puts her hands on her belly, and YELLS*

Sideswipe: *grabbing Nightwish's hand*

Kathy: Alright. *in familiar territory now, will begin explaining what needs to be done*

Nightwish: *tosses husband hand aside and shakes her head as she gasps for breath*

Hormah: *just steps back by the door and scoops Oppy into her arms, clicking softly to Scarecrow and Smallfoot as they peek cautiously into the room*

WakeJumper: *will help Kathy get Nightwish situated. Will also click softly and encouragingly*

Sideswipe: *slight flail as he tries to think of what he can do to help... and then he's moving to try and rub Nightwish's shoulders from behind, since that's all he can think of as possibly being helpful*

Oppy: *gonna hide against Mama*

Hormah: *cuddles her little son as she gently comms to the couchbots to go sit with Ravage in the TV room* Shhh, b'y. Everyt'in's fine. Don't go gettin' purdled.

Kathy: *to Sideswipe* Let her lean back against you, so she's propped sitting.

Sideswipe: *will do that then, and try clicking to his mate*

Nightwish: *breathing the way Kathy told her, and then screws up her face and yells again*

Kathy: *coaching Nightwish and checking vitals. Is also coaching Sideswipe and WakeJumper*

Nightwish: *no distress in the least, and she's nearly ready to push and start those two babies on their life journey* *yells again and then resumes the breathing pattern Kathy showed her*

Kathy: *explaining what's going to need to happen next, will check to see if Nightwish is ready to begin pushing*

Nightwish: *surprised expression as her water finally breaks* Ew...

Sideswipe: 0_0 .... *sounds just a bit faint* I-Is that supposed to happen?

WakeJumper: *blink blink* I... think so?

Kathy: *nods and begins coaching Nightwish on how and when to push* Everything's wide open, and the boys are all lined up. You don't need to hold back.

Nightwish: *not yelling now, but her face shows the intensity of that push*

Kathy: *moving to help get the first twin situated* He's almost out....

twin: *sneeze sputter, squawk!*

Sideswipe: .... *quietly* Holy....

WakeJumper: *hand on Sideswipe's back, supporting the man while he supports his wife*

twin: *yelllll!*

Hormah: *softly, to the son in her arms* Lookit, Oppy.

Oppy: *peeeks, soft clickstorm*

Nightwish: *deep breath and pushes her little son out fully into the world*

Hormah: *steps over and offers large soft towel with an image of a palm tree on it*

Kathy: *will get the baby wiped off and situated against Nightwish' chest* There.... One out, one still waiting.....

Nightwish: *promptly opens her top and introduces her little son to the milk tank*

Kathy: *soft chuckle. Will check to see the position of the second baby*

baby 2: *well lined up, but slightly wrapped in his cord*

Kathy: *small frown* Feels like the little one's a bit wrapped in the umbilical cord....

WakeJumper: ....That's not good, is it?

Nightwish: *glances at the medics with a frown*

WakeJumper: *scanning*

Nightwish: ...So repair it.

Kathy: It's not that easy.... We'll have to cut the first one's cord to make sure nothing gets caught and ripped....

Nightwish: *deep frown* Is that going to damage him?

Kathy: No. Human babies have to have their umbilical cords cut after they're born.

Nightwish: Then why are you waiting? *sharp and impatient*

Kathy: *Look*

WakeJumper: *starts reporting about how the unborn twin is wrapped in his cord, is trying to be helpful*

Kathy: *nods to WakeJumper* *will check to see if she remembered to grab everything she needs to cut the umbilical cords*

Nightwish: *winces* .>_<. Hurry.

Kathy: *will cut the first twin's cord and work on trying to get the second twin untangled from his cord*

Nightwish: *lays that first little baby down beside her, then concentrates on NOT pushing*

baby: *little fussing sounds till he finds his fingers. Then starts smacking*

Kathy: *expression focused as she works*

baby 2: *tiny fingers close over Kathy's as she finishes getting him untangled*

Kathy: Alright, Nightwish, you can push.

baby 2: *now in your hands, Kathy!*

Nightwish: *sighs and lays back against her husband*

Kathy: *will get the second baby situated on Nightwish's chest after wiping him off too*

Sideswipe: *looks like he's close to fainting*

WakeJumper: *soft clicks*

Nightwish: *as she introduces that little son to the other milk tank* Aren't you cutting his cord?

Kathy: Let him eat first.

Nightwish: *quirks one slender brow, but does so. Also scoops up baby 1 and gives him back his meal*

babies: *contented little gulping sounds*

baby 2: *pooooot*

Kathy: *snerk*

WakeJumper: *chuckle* *looks to Kathy, slight frown, scans her as he realizes the EMT's hands are shaking*

Nightwish: ...They both just leaked right through their wrappings.

Kathy: We'll need to change their diapers....

Nightwish: ...You didn't put diapers on them. Just towels.

Kathy: .... Right.... Well... We'll need to put diapers on them in the meantime... *pinches the bridge of her nose and tries to think*

Nightwish: *deep frown* You're losing colour. And your pump rate is changing.

WakeJumper: *will reach to gently pick Kathy up* Captain Fanzone will kick my butt if anything happens to you....

Nightwish: *turns the frown to WakeJumper* Why did he send her to us if she's still damaged?

WakeJumper: Because she knows how to deliver human babies.

Nightwish: If he sent her he has no right to try and damage you when she shows signs of her damage.

Kathy: *mumbles from where she's sitting on WakeJumper's hand* Came willingly... *leans back and shuts her eyes to try and make stuff stop spinning*

Nightwish: *just scowls and looks up to the medic to see what should be done*

babies: *simultaneous mega mess*

Nightwish: 0_0

Sideswipe: 0_0 Oh, slag....

Nightwish: That was...

WakeJumper: ... Ewww....

Kathy: *opens one eye to look* There's the rest of it.... Can cut the other one's cord now....

Nightwish: And the babies... *nose wrinkle as she realizes what's happened there*

Sideswipe: .... Ewwww.....

Oppy: *making 'ewww' faces and hiding against Mama now*

Hormah: I kin clean all t'is up if yer needin' t' bring t' lady back, b'y.

WakeJumper: *small nod* *worried expression as he scans Kathy* I'd better get her back....

Hormah: *nods* Gowan, t'en.

WakeJumper: *will gently cradle Kathy close for the trip back* *PINpoints*

Sideswipe: *quietly* Holy slag.... *soft clicks*

Nightwish: *quizzical look for mate as the Primus servant brings her little son out of the room*

Sideswipe: *just a bit of a stunned expression on his face*

Nightwish: ...Sideswipe?

Sideswipe: *softly* They're so little...

Nightwish: *focuses on her wet little messy and smelly sons* *frowns* ...This isn't the right size for human sparklets?

Sideswipe: ... I don't know...

Hormah: *back and starts cleaning up Nightwish first, since the babies aren't complaining*

Sideswipe: *looks to Hormah* Are they healthy? *worried dad*

Hormah: *pauses and scans the newborns* Looks alright t' me, b'y. T'ough t' one's got some...

baby 1: *ppoooooot*

Hormah: Never mind. *back to cleaning*

Sideswipe: Are they supposed to be that small? *still worried*

Hormah: *blinks and looks at him funny* T'ey're bot' over six pounds. How slaggin' big d'ye wants 'em?

Sideswipe: *wants to flail* But none of us have ever had to get turned human to have sparklets....

Hormah: None 'o ye ever got knocked up as humans afore, eit'er. *ties something around Nightwish's waist, and then covers her with a blanket before offering to gently take the babies, who are done eating and both snoring softly*

Sideswipe: *worried expression is a go*

Nightwish: *looking under her blanket to examine that interesting belted cloth menstrual pad with the nice wide back*

Sideswipe: *fusses over Nightwish*

Nightwish: *frowns at husband, and then snags him by the back of the neck and tries to give him energy* *pulls back with a deeper frown* Forgot that wouldn't work.

Sideswipe: *no, but he's calmed down a bit*

Nightwish: *shrug* *more kiss*

Sideswipe: *going to try hugging too*

Nightwish: *lays back and snuggles husband. Then frowns puzzledly as a yawn escapes her*

Sideswipe: *quietly* I've got your six covered....

Nightwish: Right. Sleep. *disgusted sigh, and then checks for her sons*

Hormah: *bringing them back. Soft cloth diapers on their butts and soft afghans around their little pudgy bodies. Will offer them to their dad*

Sideswipe: *arms out*

Hormah: *gives* Best git some sleep, b'y. T'at WakeJumper oughtta be back for ye soon.

Sideswipe: *small nod, will move to situate himself at Nightwish's side with the babies*

Hormah: *watches them for a moment to make sure that the mother and babies are alright, and then walks out to find her own babies and read them a story*


Back at the plant


WakeJumper: *making sure Kathy's comfortable on the human-sized couch and covered with a blanket*

Kathy: *despite feeling really tired, she's quite pleased with herself*

Ironfist: *comes out and sees him* *quietly* Why not put her in Sari's old room? There's a bed.

WakeJumper: ... *hadn't thought of that*

Ironfist: Want me to do it?

WakeJumper: ... Yeah... I have to go get Sideswipe, Nightwish, and their new sparklets....

Ironfist: *grins* How are they?

WakeJumper: Healthy... They're still human, 'cause of a wish....

Ironfist: *lifts her head slightly as her grin fades to concern* Do you know when they'll revert?

WakeJumper: *headshake*

Ironfist: Hmmm. Well, I'll go put the human furniture into their room. *looks over shoulder* Jazz?

Jazz: I'll go get 'em some clothes.

Ironfist: Did we clean out what we had before? *nods to WakeJumper and then turns to go and get Kathy*

Jazz: I think so... *will go check*

WakeJumper: *will go to get Nightwish, Sideswipe, and the babies*

Kia: *watches them go, and then scoots away down the hall to her parents' room and peeks inside* Papa? Mama?

Ratchet: *softly* Kia, would you like to meet your new sister? *is sitting in his chair again*

Kia: *puzzled look* Athena? Know Athena.

Athena: *peek, click. Sees you there, sissy!*

Kia: 0.0 Sparklet!

Athena: *click click click*

Kia: *scoot! Peeeeek around Papa*

Ratchet: *moves so Kia and Athena can see one another up close*

Kia: *optics enormous as she offers a hand to the pretty little sparklet*

Athena: *big optics are a go as she studies Kia's hand and clicks softly*

Kia: *soft laugh, but then looks up toward Arcee* Is Mama okay?

Ratchet: *softly* She's sleeping right now, but she'll be alright.

Kia: *studies her mama for a bit, and then looks up at Ratchet* Shhh. She's sleeping. How did Athena get out?

Ratchet: *will move to pull Kia closer, and begin explaining about how the tank began to deteriorate*


Across the hall


First Aid: *quiet yawn as she snuggles Kendell and Magenta*

Optimus: *making sure Cragbuster, Scattershot and Mistfire are covered with blankets, will also check on Wheelie and Rumrunner. And then he's coming back to lay down next to First Aid*

First Aid: *blinks wearily* Is everything alright? *yup, just a bit lost again*

Optimus: *nods* *softly* Get some rest, First Aid...

First Aid: Will Mistfire and Scattershot be alright?

Optimus: They should be, given time to rest and recover....

First Aid: *deep sigh, and then a bit of a wibble* I wish I could have helped more.

Deepdancer: *peers into the room, her face its usual serious frown*

Optimus: *softly* You helped calm Magenta down....

First Aid: *pauses and looks up at him* I did?

Deepdancer: *frown deepens*

Optimus: *nods* *gentle forehead nuzzle* She was going into shock. You helped prevent that.

First Aid: *blank blank blank... OH* I remember. *sigh*

Optimus: *more gentle helm nuzzles*

Deepdancer: *withdraws and gently slides their door down*

Magenta: *startles at the new sound and makes unhappy sounds*

Kendell: *pat pat. Snuggle cuddle click click*

Optimus: *soft clicks, gently rubs Magenta's back*

Magenta: *unshutters her optics for the first time and peers up at him with wide pink bleariness*

Optimus: *more soft clicks*

First Aid: Her eyes are pink. ...The same colour her dad is.

Magenta: *frown frown as she tries to focus*

Optimus: *soft chuckle* There's no doubt about who her creators are....

Magenta: ... *scoowwwwwwl. UGLY COLOURS* *HOWL*

Optimus: *cringe*

First Aid: Ohh! What's wrong? What's wrong?

Optimus: I think she wants her creators....

First Aid: *going to cry*

Kendell: *wriggles and twists and produces the bright pink blanket that she'd grabbed as her Papa picked her up from the youngling and sparklet pile. Puts this over Magenta's head*

Magenta: *bhuhwhutnow?* *click?*

Kendell: *pat pat. Snuggle. Calm and soothing clicks*

First Aid: o.0?

Optimus: ... *soft snerk* *to Kendell* I see why you were so insistant about that particular blanket now....

Kendell: *grave little smile for Papa* You and Mama not pink. Didn't want Magenta to be lonely.

Optimus: *soft 'heh', will move to cover everyone with a blanket now*

Kendell: *pat pats the pink hooded Magenta and clicks to her*

Magenta: *first word!* Piiiink!

First Aid: o.0 *chuckle*

Optimus: *so amused*

Magenta: *happy clicks even after she's conked out*

Kendell: *yawns and joins the other sparklet in stasis rest*

First Aid: *sighs and shutters her optics*

Optimus: *watches over First Aid and the sparklets until he slips into stasis rest as well*


Elsewhere in the plant...


Kathy: *sleeping peacefully in the monster truck tire that was once Sari's bed* *is still wearing the grin of amusement she got when she realized just what the bed frame really was*

Ironfist: *nods at the sleeping woman, and then goes to let Captain Fanzone in before she takes her place beside Jazz to watch the monitors all night*

((Written with random_xtras))