The Dream. Common Room. Noms

[dens_extra_pups]

Blackout: *currently using her rwv body for a Pretender shell, since she's human right now. Arrives with brother, wordmate (also in a Pretender shell), and youngest creation*

Paean: *bright eyed bitty in Jetfire's arms*

Jetfire: *seems to be paying more attention to Paean than his surroundings, but those Baytech sensors miss little*

Blackout: *glances at the chirpy little thing, then looks around for Swindles or Blitzwings, grumbling at the weakness of the sensors in this shell*

Swindles: *are around the TV. They're watching Mythbusters*

Blackout: *perks as she notices Rache standing in the common room doorway, writing on the door jam. Strides over and looks through the open door*

Rache: *pause. Looks uuuuuuup. And then has a sniggerfit*

Jetfire: *scanning the area, even as he moves to follow Blackout*

Swindles: *giggling at bad puns by the narrirator*

Blackout: *it's her own voice, even if it's not her usual body* Swindle. Got time?

Rache: No.

Blackout: *gentle boot for the brat which gets bittyLug and bittyStryka laughing from where they're sitting under the coffee table playing a game*

Jetfire: *snorts and shakes his head*

Swindles: *glance over, recognizing the voice. One seems to be making a com-call*

thatSwindle: He's in the kitchen, he'll be right out.

Blackout: *perks* Anything new on the menu? *slaps mate and brother on the chest, then nods that they should find seats. Steps over Rache herself and settles in her favourite big chair, which doesn't fit the same way with this body, but oh well. Offers the bitties cuddles*

Paean: *what? Other bitties? And Commander's cuddling them? Laughs and chirps and clicks up a storm as she dances in Jetfire's grasp*

Greatshot: *looks over there after he's sat down, and then stops to give that tiny green bot that just popped up on the arm of his chair a o.0? look*

Jetfire: *will move to bring Paean over to Blackout*

thisSwindle: I think he's trying to perfect a silibacon, blucheese and nut cookie.

Swindle: *comes out* Blackout? What can I do for you?

Blackout: *looks up from lap full of three bitties* *cheerfully* What, I can't just come visit? *and show you this little silver Jazz baby, but she's not going to admit that*

Silver: *sitting with Cloe on Daddy's shoulder. Points and squeals* Babby!

Paean: *squeals right back and belly laughs*

Jetfire: *moving to sit down carefully nearby*

Swindle: *chuckles* Of course, of course. It is a rest day.

Blackout: *as bittyLug goes to see Jetfire* *bit gruffly* I brought someone to meet you. *looks down at the sparklet sitting and chatting with bittyStryka*

Jetfire: *will converse quietly with bittyLug*

Swindle: *comes closer* Your newest?

Blackout: *with embarrassment that's determined to be pride in the sassy little scrap of life* Yes. Mine and Jazz's.

Greatshot: *looks up from where he'd been having a o.0? staring match with Walrus, his optics showing compassion for his wife and loss for the friend who is gone*

Jetfire: *small nod in agreement with something bittyLug says, won't comment on Blackout's conversation*

Swindle: *chuckles* You know Blitzwing would squee and comment on how cute he is...

Blackout: *bit of a blush* She. Paean is female.

Paean: Girl! Shakabooty, baby! *laughs*

Jetfire: *soft snerk, glances over to Paean and gives the femme a smile*

Swindle: *will not facepalm, but does look embarrassed as the rest of the Swindles chuckle* She. He still would.

Blackout: *chuckles* I know. *looks down at the dancing little sparklet, who is all of six foot tall* Do you want to hold her?

Swindle: I would. Might be the only time I'm able... At least in this form.

Jetfire: *playing with bittyLug, kthx*

Blackout: *quizzically, as she hands the baby bot over* What do you mean, Swindle?

Paean: *yay! Loves you, Swindle!*

Silver and Cloe: *gonna love on this bitty too!*

Swindle: ...I'm short, remember. *chuckles and snuggles*

Blackout: *snerks* So was her other creator.

Paean: *razzes Commander and laughs*

Jetfire: *didn't snerk, you can't prove it!*

Swindle: *smirks lightly* Truuue...

Paean: *already trying to play little snatches of bouncy music as she grins up at the bot who is holding her* Heyya, cat! :D

Greatshot: *it's his turn to snerk softly as he hears the line Dreadnought's been teaching his baby sister*

Jetfire: *is that soft, amused rattle of armor*

Swindle: *amused* Hello to you too.

Paean: What's kickin', baby? :D

bittyLug: *chuckles*

Swindle: Nothing much. Trying to make cookies. *frowns* Can't tell if they're good or not.

Paean: *excited chirping and clicking* Cookie! Please!? *soooo cute*

Blackout: *grumbles to herself softly because right now she's stuck eating organic slop*

Jetfire: What sort of cookies?

Swindle: Cookies we've got... The silibacon and blucheese ones. I think I've gotten them to taste the same as the organic version I made, but I can't tell if it's good.

Greatshot: *perks and looks up from the staring contest with Walrus* Organic version? There's an organic version?

Paean: *sooo cute*

Silver: *laughs* Babby wanna tookie.

Jetfire: *soft rumble. Wouldn't object to a cookie, himself*

Swindle: Yes, I've still got organic versions. Too many. I think it's the blue cheese I'm not liking... *thinks* They're not sweet, kinda like our pickle cookies. *to Paean* You'd prefer a sweet cookie?

Paean: PICKLE! *squee and laugh*

Blackout: *gruffly* No. The scraplet's got taste.

Jetfire: *snerk*

Swindle: *laughs* Pickle I have. On me. *shifts Paean slightly to get in his drawer for a pickle cookie*

someSwindle: Do you need help trying out the new cookies? Some of us do like blue cheese.

Swindle: Sure, if you can bring them out.

someSwindle: *goes to get them!*

Blackout: How much for a plate of the inorganic ones, and for a plate of the organic? *isn't sure that Swindle's realized what condition she's in yet*

Greatshot: *leans forward with interest. Wants to try this stuff*

bittyLug and bittyStryka: *going to migrate to the floor along with Walrus, and from there to the kitchen. Get it from the source!*

Swindle: *gives a pickle cookie to Paean* For the bacon and bluecheese? They're still in test stage. Perhaps you can help try them out for me?

someSwindle: *back with the cookies, carefully keeping the organic away from the inorganic*

Jetfire: *watching and waiting his turn for a cookie*

Blackout: *speaks a gruff command and is suddenly kneeling on her now headless body's shoulder. Is clearly human* I can only help you with the organic varieties.

Paean: *looks over and laughs* Teeny 'Mander!

Swindle: Any help is good help.

Jetfire: *fidget, rattles armor. Can SEE the cookies, but knows Blackout is more than capable of kicking his aft even when she's little and squishy*

Blackout: *strong dark face creases into a grin, and then she's leaping down to the arm of the chair, and from there to the coffee table* Alright, hit me.

Greatshot: *also leaves his Pretender shell to come settle on the edge of the table, his grin easy and relaxed as he looks around at the incoming goodies and the impatient old Seeker*

someSwindle: *puts all the cookies on the table* Help yourself. ^^

Jetfire: *at Blackout's nod, he's reaching for a cookie* *happy Seeker*

Paean: *thoughtful little frown. Has a good cookie here, but she can see that those cookies are different*

Silver: *hugs the silver sparklet and teleports her to the coffee table*

Paean: *says something quite rude in her surprise*

Blackout: *snerks at her youngest offspring's language as she helps herself to one of the organic cookies and sniffs at it*

Cloe: *considers her options, and decides to stay sitting on Daddy* *he's warming her butt*

Swindle: Want a cookie, Cloe?

Jetfire: *don't mind him, he's enjoying his cookie*

Cloe: *adorable grin for her Daddy* Yup!

Paean: *has just been shown cookie in each hand by Silver. Is impressed! Also thinks that cookies her size are pretty incredible*

Swindle: *will pick up a cookie for Cloe*

Cloe: *happy baby Seeker squeaking as she takes the treat and snuggles against Swindle*

Silver: *will now fly over and sit on Jetfire's head. And make a pooty sound*

Blackout: *does't even look that way. Is too used to Minicons* *thoughtful munching* I like this.

Jetfire: *used to Minicon shenanigans as well, attention wholly on enjoying his cookie*

Swindle: *grins at Blackout's words* I'm glad.

Blackout: *has another cookie, then glances at Greatshot before looking up at Swindle* Do you have anything else that needs testing?

Greatshot: *please don't mind the guy that just stacked three cookies and bit them all at once*

Jetfire: *reaching for another cookie once he's finished the first*

yOp: *peeks in. Leaves behind a Nutella and marshmallow pizza. The human version and the Bot one*

Swindle: Well, we've got a Pesto cookie and a Lemon and cornbread cookie..

Blackout: I don't know what any of those are, or what that is. *points to what yOp just left on the table* But I'll try anything.

Silver: *looks at the pizza and snorts* Ooonitorn food.

someSwindle: *goes to get the two cookie types from the kitchen!*

Swindle: Ah, yes, we're trying some... non traditional... toppings for our pizzas. A LOT of Randoms have been ordering 'surprise me'.

Jetfire: *snort* What good is doin' tha'?

Swindle: *shrug* Blitzwings can be like that.

Blackout: *looks up at her brother* You enjoyed what they brought after Sparta ordered last night.

someSwindle: *back, with both versions of both cookies!*

Blackout: *has caught a scent. Turns her head* Something smells decent.

Jetfire: *looking towards the table, and then towards the cookies*

Swindle: *points out which are the Lemon-cornbread, and which are the pesto* Again, help yourself.

Blackout: *goes for the cornbread cookies*

Greatshot: *over by the pizza, having unicorn food. And making funny faces about it*

Jetfire: *has one of each flavor of cookie, nomph*

Swindle: *grins a bit*

Blackout: *surprised sound as she bites one of the cornbread cookies* Now this is fuel.

Swindle: *grins more* Glad you approve.

Jetfire: *is that pleased rumbling sound*

Blackout: *turns and sees her husband's series of expressions* ...What the pit?

Paean: *sees Greatshot. Laughs!*

Greatshot: :p @_@ Xp

someSwindle: It's a rather sweet pizza...

Jetfire: *amused snort at Greatshot*

Blackout: *looks at Jetfire* You don't seem particularly surprised at him.

Jetfire: Ye know how th' lad is wit' new fuel... *chuckle*

Swindle: *just chuckling*

Blackout: No. *frown* I don't.

Jetfire: 'E does like Tracks. *chuckle*

Silver: *sitting on Jetfire's head and holding her toes now* -Makes funny faces!-

someSwindle: Tracks makes funny faces too?

Jetfire: Aye.

Silver: *giggles and gives everyone a mental slide show of mvTracks the day he first met bran pickles*

Swindles: *snerk at that*

Blackout: *is facepalming to try and hide her amusement*

Jetfire: *snort*

someSwindle: *will snag a energon-version of the lemon-cornbread cookie* *nom-nom-nom-nom-O.O!!*

Swindle: o.O *snerk* First try for you for those?

someSwindle: *nod as faces are made*

Blackout: *forget hiding. She's laughing. And trying not to sputter her cookie in the process*

Paean: *is such an amused baby!*

Greatshot: Xp

someSwindle: *shakes head* Oh, wow, forgot about the pepper...

Jetfire: *ignoring as he nomphs*

Blackout: He's got the energon version of this? Which part is the pepper?

Swindle: *tells*

Jetfire: *just found the pepper* *cue epic funny face*

Blackout: *laughing again*

someSwindle: *giggling now*

Swindle: *laughs*

Jetfire: *rattling armor!*

Blackout: *laughs harder as the babies in the room join the mirth*

Silver: Peppa! Peppa! Eeeeeheeheehee!

Swindle: *sooo amused* I think this one may be a good seller.

Jetfire: *back to rumbling as he enjoys the other cookie*

Blackout: *snorts and takes a deep breath. Then has another bite of the nice spicy cookie before cocking an eye at Swindle* Do you have brats and sour salad for organics?

Silver: -Ohoh, courtin' belly ache!-

Swindle: *mentally scanning the inventory* I think we do.

Jetfire: *didn't just snerk, you can't prove it*

Blackout: I'll buy a meal of that for myself and Greatshot. And the normal kind for Jetfire and the sparklet.

Paean: *sparklet? Huh? Wasn't doin' it!*

Swindle: *nods, and even before Swindle asks- or can get up himself- someSwindle's off to get it*

Jetfire: *pleased rumble in anticipation of a good meal*

Blackout: Well trained minion. *notices yOp peeking into the room at her and gives him a stern look*

yOp: *vanishes, leaving behind the echo of a case of the snorting giggles*

Blackout: Swindle, you have strange minions.

Swindle: *blushes a bit at that* I'll take that as a complement.

someSwindle: *soon back with perfectly made brats and sour salad for everyone*

Jetfire: *perk*

Blackout: *settles down to sit, a pleased expression on her face as she catches the warm scent of both versions of the meal* How much will this be?

Swindle: *gives a good price*

someSwindle: *serves*

Blackout: Jetfire, pay him.

Jetfire: *credits out to pay*

Paean: *knows what to say!* Praise the Lord 'n pass the ammunishion.

Silver: *falls off Jetfire's head, leaving only giggles behind*

Jetfire: *approves of that asking of Grace*

Swindle: *takes the credits, amused*

Paean: *will go and try to get into Unca Jets' plate now*

Jetfire: *will feed the sparklet*

Blackout: *watches her offspring, and then looks at Swindle* Yours do that too, don't they? *is wondering if that's normal behaviour for tiny Transformers. Worries about her baby, though she won't admit it even to herself*

Swindle: All the time.

Jetfire: *soft rumbling is a go*

Blackout: *nods and turns her attention to her meal, relief carefully masked as she starts to eat and talk about recent raids her army has been on*

((Written with swindle_blitz and random_xtras))