Nexus. Mirden's house. Hangover from helping.

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Mirden: *conked out on the caddy seat after coming back from helping Genji with something*

Skywarp: *wanders in, holding a very large dead rat in one hand and a partly empty bottle of energon fizzy in the other. Leaves a string bag filled with more bottles of fizzy by the door*

Mirden: *doesn't so much as twitch*

Skywarp: *kinda confused by that. Goes over and talks to Uther, then uses her toe to poke the redhead in the side*

Mirden: *soft sound, continues to sleep*

Skywarp: *considers. And then does what she's done once or twice before* *puts the organic food on the organic's face*

Mirden: *no reaction*

Skywarp: *goes looking for the guys and finds them both conked out in front of a still running video game* ...

Sideswipe: *got the sleepy from his wife, and shared it with his brother!*

Sunstreaker: *dreaming about playing Eve Online instead of actually playing it* *also eating sand. Isn't going to be happy about that*

Skywarp: *back and shakes Mirden*

Mirden: *very soft groan*

Skywarp: *perks and shakes harder* Hey, what the slag'd you do to the guys? They're wiped and I can feel it.

Mirden: *struggling to wake up*

Skywarp: *deep frown, and then pulls out a little sparkle* I wish Mirden has what she needs to wake up. *watches the sparkles and looks to see if it helped*

Mirden: *very soft sound, and then she's opening her eyes slightly* *quietly, sounding quiet zonked* Skywarp? Is something wrong? *brows furrow slightly as she realizes there's a rat on her face again* You brought dinner?

Skywarp: *takes a pull from her bottle* Is there? You wouldn't wake up, and I could feel how wiped you were through the guys. And yeah, isn't that what you wanted? *yeah, those guys whose spitting out of the sand they'd been face down on can be heard echoing from the rec room*

Mirden: *moving to sit up. Has to cling to the back of the caddy seat and take a few deep breaths before she's even halfway upright*

Skywarp: *catches the rat, frowning now* What the slag did you do, sparkles for brains?

Mirden: *quietly, gathering her strength enough to try and sit fully upright* Helped someone.

Skywarp: You remembered you're the weakest Changeling around, right?

Mirden: *quietly* I used a toy wish to help with that... *clinging muchly to the back of the caddy seat, is somewhat shaky right now*

Skywarp: *pulls out another wish* I wish that dead rat was all prepared and cooked how Mirden likes it.

Mirden: *very slight ghost of her usual smile* Thank you, Skywarp.

Skywarp: *shrugs* Will it help? *wrinkles her nose at the scent of fat meat roasted in a coating of clay*

Mirden: *very slight shrug* It might. *is worried about Sideswipe and Sunstreaker now, even with the smell of good food in the air*

Skywarp: *turns her head toward the door, then snorts and gets up from the hunker she'd gone into* I better go wish the sand out of their hair. Good thing their game machine's sealed.

Mirden: *small nod* *will work on eating dinner*

Sideswipe: *staggers in a moment later* Ewwwwwww. Sunny. Ewww! TMI! I need brain bleach.

Mirden: *looks up, has barely made a dent in her dinner*

Sideswipe: *wibbles at her and thinks his brother and Skywarp are mean to PDA like that and chase him away from the rec room*

Mirden: *trying to balance her lunch on her lap so she can patpat the caddy seat, can't quite hide the slight tremors in her hands*

Sideswipe: *sits beside her and sees she's been rapping on the clay her lunch is in without cracking it. Reaches over and breaks it, then lifts off the top, revealing now hairless and very crispy skin*

Mirden: *leans on Sideswipe, will begin carefully and neatly eating*

Sideswipe: *mooches a bit of skin. Isn't squeamish about organic food like his brother and sister in law. But it's hard to be when his wife shares how much she likes it so strongly*

Mirden: *manages to eat about half of the rat and the rice mix it's been stuffed with. Is nodding off somewhat*

Sideswipe: *gives her a worried look as he notices her slowing down in her eating* Mirden?

Mirden: *gives herself a slight shake* Hm?

Sideswipe: Isn't the fuel any good?

Mirden: *small nod* *quietly* It is. It's very good, in fact... I'm just tired. That's all.

Sideswipe: *frowns with concern* But you never get tired unless you want to. You said so.

Mirden: *quietly* I pushed myself too far today. *quieter* It was worth it, however.

Sideswipe: *deep frown as he absently pushes away a sniffy Uther nose* *then lifts his brows* You better come to bed. *glances toward the bed that sits behind the Caddy seat by the wall*

Mirden: *small nod of agreement, will try to get up on her own*

Uther: Can I eat this, Mama? *noses the rest of Mirden's lunch*

Mirden: *another small nod* Go ahead, Uther. *hanging onto the Caddy seat to stay upright*

Sideswipe: *puts the rest of the lunch on the floor, and then brings his wife over to the bed and lays her in it* Want me to get your boots off?

Mirden: *quietly, feeling tuckered out just from sitting up, eating a bit of lunch, and trying to move to the bed* Please?

Sideswipe: *gets the boots and sits them down away from the vent in the ceiling* Do you want to keep the rest?

Mirden: *headshake, tries to get her over clothes off on her own*

Sideswipe: Hold on, that's not working. *gently manhandles his wife till she's in her usual sleeping clothes, then covers her carefully with her cloak*

Mirden: *will tug on her husband's hand with quiet insistence*

Sideswipe: I know. Hold on. I just need a drink. *looks over to where the energon is kept*

Mirden: *will try and use sparkles to bring it over*

Sideswipe: Hey! Stop that! I don't wish for that! *deep frown*

Mirden: *wants to take care of you, Sideswipe. Even when she's not feeling so hot herself*

Sideswipe: *BIG frown. Big thinking of DO NOT WANT for the bottle to come to him* I'll just get a drink and come lay down.

Mirden: *soft sigh and the sparkles fade*

Sideswipe: *grins and goes to grab the orange bottle. YES! He gets the orange before Streaker even sees it!*

Mirden: *very soft chuckle*

Sideswipe: *returns, still radiating smugness. Goes to the foot of the box bed and sets the bottle down on the skin covered straw, then takes off his tunic, pants, and boots before crawling into his space on the wall side of the bed and settling onto his back with one arm behind his head. Opens bottle and chugs happily* *still weak enough from his recent spark damage that refuelling puts him to sleep, so he usually has his energon for the last meal of the day*

Mirden: *wants to snuggle*

Sideswipe: *feels her emotion and chugs faster. Gets the hiccoughs!*

Mirden: *worries*

Sideswipe: *hic! Hic! HIC! BURRP* o.0 Ouch... Whoa, my entire field of vision rattled.

Mirden: *relaxes now that she knows he's not hurt*

Sideswipe: *checks the bottle and sees that it's empty. Crunches it quickly and then sighs and turns his head to grin at his mate* Okay, I'm ready. *pulls part of the big green cloak over himself*

Mirden: *will turn onto her side and hug*

Sideswipe: *snuggle cuddle love love love* Streaker and Warp just passed out.

Mirden: *quietly* Then we should rest, as well.

Sideswipe: *snerk* And we won't have to eat sand. They didn't even go to their bed before they started smooching. *pulls the cloak up around her shoulders a little better and then rests his forehead against hers* *quietly* I wish I could give you some energy like that. Bet you'd feel better. But I don't wish it enough for you to try doing it.

Mirden: *snuggles* *quietly* I wouldn't be able to to that anyway.

Sideswipe: Oh. Okay. Will you feel better after we sleep?

Mirden: *small nod* I should.

Sideswipe: Good. *closes his eyes, his forehead still against his wife's. Silently asks the Greatest Creator to help Mirden feel better*

Mirden: *settles into a peaceful sleep. Can hear the Greatest Creator as she dreams and snuggles*

Uther: *crawls into the bottom of the bed and wriggles under the cloak. Settles down happily with his butt sticking out to watch over Mama and the goofy guy*