MBV. Infirmary. Breakfast in Bed

[microbots]

Hot Spot: *sitting up on his bed and holding his bitty Seeker namesake. Watches the sparklet with wonder as the little one gnaws on his thumb and chatters away at him*

Hotspot: *babble, chirp, click*

Hot Spot: Wouldn't you have something better tasting? *gentle poke for tiny face with a finger on his free hand*

Hotspot: *will protest and continue to gnaw on the big's thumb*

Blades: *snerk* Give it up, Hot Spot. You're not getting rid of the kid now. *then gives a quizzical look to that Aerialbot, trying to figure out why she's giving him that spooked look. He can't remember ever doing anything to the Prime's kids...*

Skydive: *just a bit brain-broken at meeting the alternate of someone she knows from the Nexus*

Streetwise: *slumped face down and sideways over his bed and grumbling softly* All I did was walk to the door.

Hopesong: *looks over from where she's cuddled in Groove's arms. Soft clicks*

Groove: *still amazed at how little Hopesong is, for a new life. And amused at the fact that Hot Spot has a little Seeker who has his name* *soft clicks of his own*

Hotspot: *bored of testing the big's thumb for flavor and gnawability, will make with the snuggles since the big's warm*

Hot Spot: *automatically checks for dents on his thumb* Are you ready to go back to your creator now?

Hotspot: *puzzled chirp, more snuggle*

Sky: Nah. He's good. See you later, Hotspot. *out to go see Rachel and then see if she can't scare a few flockmates into the air*

Hot Spot: *amazed* She just left you here with me.

Hotspot: *more snuggle, bittypurr* *issa happeh Seeklet, even if this big who has his name isn't a wingthing*

Groove: *chuckles as he hears the purr* I think he likes you...

Skydive: *quietly excuses herself. Is still too freaked out to be much of a conversationalist at the moment*

Blades: *as he watches the femme leave* ...Did I do something to her that I can't remember?

Silverbolt: *coming to check up on Hopesong and Hotspot, hears the question as she enters the room* *quietly, to Blades* She's been acting strange for a while... I think you might remind her of someone she's missing dearly...

Blades: *frowns* Somebody died?

Hopesong: *soft fussy clicking at what Uncle just said*

Silverbolt: I'm pretty sure they're still alive, but 'Dive hasn't seen them in the Nexus for awhile, so she's worried something happened to them...

Hot Spot: Nexus? *looks up from his bitty namesake*

Silverbolt: *nods* Did you guys ever see any entertainment feeds featuring alternate realities?

Streetwise: *limply lifts a hand to say he has*

Hot Spot: I think nearly everyone watched that one. What was it called, Groove? That adventure series.

Groove: *slight headtilt as he thinks* 'Journey Through Space'? *slight shrug*

Silverbolt: *chuckles* The dimensional hubs mentioned in that series aren't just fiction....

Hot Spot: You mean the actual hubs, or the idea of them? *curious glance for the femme as he shifts Hotspot to a more comfortable position in his arms*

Silverbolt: The actual hubs. They're called nexxi... and the one we're most familiar with is its own world...

Blades: Wait, do you mean like the Place of Questions?

Silverbolt: *nods* There's a sign in the Nexus that people congregate around and ask questions... That's just one part of the sign Nexus though... There's also a Destron-run tavern that has really good fuel, a library, a mall, a blanket factory, and a lot more...

Hot Spot: *sits up straighter* Destron?

Silverbolt: *nod* Just like the military and police forces back on Cybertron.

Hotspot: *starting to put out sleeping baby magic*

Hot Spot: Huh. *then looks toward the door* Who was that dark-haired femme? She seemed to know us really well.

Silverbolt: *bit of a grin* That's Skywarp, in alt mode.

Groove: *blink blink* No way...

Streetwise: *head lifted to give Silverbolt an incredulous look*

Blades: Skywarp??

Hot Spot: *staring down at the sparklet in his arms* And she left her sparklet here?

Silverbolt: Skywarp's a Destron, same as the rest of Alpha Squadron. And she left one of her sparklets here because she knows he's safe. Plus, Ratchet, Bea, and Red Alert are all close by in case something happens.

Rachel: *looking in* And she respects you as a warrior that she wants to influence her son. But right now he should be influencing you. I brought you all some breakfast, and then you better get some more sleep, alright?

Hot Spot: *staring down at the bittybot in his arms*

Blades: *sniff sniff sniff* What is that?

Streetwise: ...Something rusty? With energon?

Groove: *sniff, blink* Dunno, but it smells good...

Silverbolt: *sniff* *to Rachel* Botagetti?

Hotspot: *happy babby, sleepy babby*

Hopesong: Yuppagetti. *half asleep. She already had her breakfast*

Hot Spot: What's botagetti?

Rachel: *pushes in the cart containing the bowls* This stuff. Try not to make a big mess, it makes Red have a fit.

Silverbolt: *chuckles and moves to help Rachel give the Protectbots their food* Red has a fit at the drop of a hat some days... Especially if the girls have been fussy the night before and haven't let him and Show get any sleep.

Groove: *puzzled look* Who's Show?

Hot Spot: Red Alert's created somebody? *slight quirk of a grin as he peers into the bowl he just got handed. Rests the bowl on his arm near to little Hotspot*

Rachel: Showtime. She's the resident councillor. Some of you guys will be going to see her after you're stronger.

Silverbolt: She and Red Alert have twin sparklets... Meryl and Liadán can be a handful sometimes... *more chuckle at the surprised face Groove pulls after having a spoonful of botagetti*

Hot Spot: *trying to extract his little namesake from his bowl* Hey, wait. That's not how you do it.

Silverbolt: *snickerfit* Most days, the kids of the creche end up wearing about as much as they get into their tanks...

Rachel: It won't hurt him. Groove, Hopesong's got her mouth open.

Streetwise: *just gave a whispy laugh as he turned over in time to see Hotspot's antics*

Groove: *will offer bites of botagetti to Hopesong then*

Hopesong: *happy little lip smacks and a smile that makes Blades look away and wibble*

Streetwise: *also looking away quickly*

Groove: *trying not to wibble*

Silverbolt: *will move to fuss over the Protectobots*

Hotspot: *will try shoving a handful of 'getti into the other Hot Spot's mouth*

Rachel: *softly* Are you alright taking care of them, Suzy?

Silverbolt: *nod* *quietly* Ferdy's talking to 'Brina...

Rachel: Alright. Thanks. *smiles at the younger femme, and then goes and locks herself in the bathroom for a good cry before she starts the day's physicals*

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