mtmte and Backwater Nexus. Lost Light and the Black Dog. Reunion

[dens_extra_pups]

Blaster: *interested in some good gossip*

Ironhide: *sends him video*

Blaster: *cackles and shares it with everybody*

Rodimus: //... Who is that?//

Chromia: //The swordsman who served with me and Elita.//

Rodimus: //... I need a name, too.//

Chromia: //I don't know it. He answered to anything we called him.//

Rodimus: //... Huh. Well, at least we know he's a decent guy. Drift's a really good judge of character.//

Chromia: *with a growl* //Do you think Elita would have had glitches working for her?//

Ironhide: //Now, Mia. Rodimus don't mean nothin' 'o th' kahnd.//

Rodimus: //Seriously. Have her read your 'aura' sometime.//

Drift: //Tried. She's screwy like Mags.//

Rodimus: //... *SNERK* Which Mags? Old or new?//

Drift: //Both of 'em.//

Rodimus: //... Wait, really?// *curious now*

Drift: //Yeah, they look like the natives.//

Rodimus: //... Huh. Wonder why that is?// *suspected Drift had meant Nightwish had a screwy aura, but to find out she also means Minimus has the Prime intrigued*

Drift: //It's their boss. Since Jazz gave that book out everybody seems to be signing on with Him.//

Rodimus: //... Huh.//

Drift: //Oh, you've rebooted? Gotta go, Rodimus.// *click*

Rodimus: *snickerfitdie*


meanwhile, in the Backwater nexus


Nightwish: *has brought Cyclonus, Tailgate, Scourge, the Seeker twins, Disturbia, Tsubasa, and Minimus to the Black Dog and bought them drinks and food* *is now watching Minimus get his first taste of softboils, and Tsubasa happily throw her softboil spoonful by spoonful in the general direction of Cyclonus' mouth as Disturbia cheers*

Minimus: *pulling some epic faces as he tries a new fuel for the first time*

Tailgate: *wide-opticed wonder behind his visor*

Scourge: *eating Cyclonus' lunch just as fast as she can shovel*

Cyclonus: *watchful and alert. Will protect his family*

Skyquake: *gravely takes his brother's softboil and eats it while the latter is distracted*

Dreadwing: *distracted by watching a little green bot trip over nothing* ... Should we assist?

Nightwish: *chuckles* He's fine. See? *watches somebody pick the little guy up and set him back on his feet*

Dreadwing: *slight frown and a nod*

Nightwish: *wondering where the surprise Rodimus said she was supposed to see is. Absently pokes a spoonful of softboil into Tailgate's fuel port*

Disturbia: *pokes Dreadwing*

Dreadwing: *raised brow look for Disturbia*

Disturbia: *grab! Smooch attempt!*

Skyquake: *pauses in mid softboil nom to lift a brow*

Dreadwing: *surprised sound, then a soft rumble*

Tailgate: *squeaks!*

Scourge: o.0

Cyclonus: ...

Nightwish: *blinks, then facepalms and jerks her sister away from the blue paraSeeker*

Disturbia: Awwww!

Tsubasa: *bitty giggle*

Dreadwing: *looks just a bit out of it. Disturbia must've really made his head spin*

Skyquake: *elbows his brother*

Dreadwing: *slight scowl for Skyquake*

Skyquake: *mouths* What are you doing?

Dreadwing: ... *very slight shrug. And is that a slight grin on his face?*

Skyquake: *facepalms and transmits amusement over the twin bond*

Dreadwing: *quietly smug feelings over the twin bond*

Skyquake: *her?*

Dreadwing: *nods, sticking his chin out slightly*

Skyquake: *make sure the Warlady approves*

Dreadwing: *remembering something he saw and overheard when they'd made first Quadriate contact* *The red Quadriate flier had seemed interested at either of them, but he hasn't seen her outside of a habsuite except for a few instances*

Nightwish: *absently* Flashpoint's courting Tracks.

Disturbia: *funny look for her sister*

Tsubasa: *staaaare at Sissy*

Scourge: 0.o?

Dreadwing: ... *soft snort. Not impressed with the blue mech*

Skyquake: *hey, what did the Warlady just do?*

hsvShockwave: *can be heard arguing quietly with someone just over there*

Nightwish: I can faintly hear conversations over twin bonds, and you two emote worse than smilies. *turns to use her eyes to see what hsvShockwave's doing, since her readings confuse her a bit*

hsvShockwave: *reading the riot act to another purple mech, this one of similar tech to Nightwish and her wing*

Nightwish: //Roddy?//

Rodimus: //Huh?//

Nightwish: //You know this guy?// *sends an image of the guy hsvShockwave's telling off*

Rodimus: //... That looks like Shockwave. But he looks weird.//

Nightwish: //He's got two eyes and two hands.//

Rodimus: //That's the same color purple the Shockwave I remember wore.//

Nightwish: *frowns slightly, then gets up and goes walking over to Shockwave* //Ask Primus if this is what he was talking about.//

Rodimus: //Asking.// *just to be a brat, have some 'Jeopardy' music*

hsvShockwave: *quietly* And if you do anything to impede upon their happiness, you and I will have a "discussion". Do I make myself clear?

purple mech: *looking a bit overwhelmed at the moment, but he'll nod* Yes. *sounds very similar to hsvShockwave*

Nightwish: *quietly* Shockwave?

hsvShockwave: *looks over at the same time as the purple mech*

Rodimus: //Aaand yup. ... Where's Whirl?//

Nightwish: *absently* //She and Nightstrike are hanging out with Nebulung.// *raises a brow at the two purple bots, then focused on the guy with two eyes* You're a Shockwave.

purple mech: *small, slow nod* *quietly* I am. Though I am not certain I still deserve to keep my designation.

Rodimus: //Primus says to be careful with her when she meets the guy.//

Nightwish: *pokes the guy with two eyes* You're from my reality.

Shockwave: *startles at the poke* ... I am?

hsvShockwave: *over a private comm to Nightwish* //I've disarmed him, for the time being. I will leave it to you and yours to decide when and if he should be re-armed.//

Nightwish: //...Why?//

hsvShockwave: *quietly* //Because Whirl needs her brother... and he needs to learn how to live in peaceful times once more.//

Nightwish: //Whirl's got someone to take care of her.// *absently catches hold of a long legged, white faced dame* Back off, Hex. I'm talking to these guys.

Hexadecimal: *pouts and walks off after being dropped*

Cyclonus: *is now standing at Nightwish's shoulder and scowling*

Scourge: *quiet and scared watching from the table*

hsvShockwave: *seriously* //This will help everyone involved.//

Nightwish: *slight frown* //Since when are two people "everyone"?//

hsvShockwave: //You need a mentor who is not in poor health, and isn't going to overly stress himself with worry.//

Tsubasa: *sits up on Daddy's head and flings softboil at the purple guy with two eyes*

Shockwave: *startles as the fuel hits his armor* *looks toward the source, part of him expecting to see familiar blue paint* *blinks puzzledly as he sees the tiny bot on the larger purple bot's head*

Tsubasa: *lays down and hides again, but then peeks once more as she hears Sissy growl*

Nightwish: *face cold and impassive now* I've got two mentors who do their job just fine.

Minimus: *just gave himself a slight shake as his systems respond to the good fuel*

Nightwish: *turns her head and looks at him as soon as he moves, her expression softening* Minimus, do you want your sleep sack? *ignores Disturbia, who is contentedly poking at Dreadwing's wing*

Minimus: *just a bit embarrassed by his reaction to the fuel, will nod without a word*

Nightwish: *turns to walk back to the booth, pulling the Cyclonus made sleep sack out of her subspace as she goes* //Shocky's trying to foist the local Shocky off on me.//

Rodimus: //Aaaand that's what Primus was laughing about.//

Nightwish: *silence, and then a soft growl over comms as she tucks Minimus into his sleep sack with Scourge and Tailgate's help*

Minimus: *would likely be embarrassed by the murmuring he does as he settles into sleep mode*

Rodimus: //Something about a second chance?//

Nightwish: //He can have it on Cybertron.// *stops and frowns at the local Shockwave as he steps up beside her*

Shockwave: *quietly* Is Whirl alright?

Nightwish: She's fine. *gentle touch of thanks for Tailgate for his help with Minimus and a smile for Scourge*

Tailgate: *small little smile*

Scourge: *mouthfuel*

Skyquake: *frowning with concern at the uncharacteristic tone in his leader's voice*

Shockwave: ... She? *confusion is clear on his face*

Nightwish: The gender designator for a female bot. *offers Tailgate another softboil*

Shockwave: ... Female?

Nightwish: *short and surly* Cybertronians have two genders. Deal with it.

Disturbia: *now attempting a sneaky sit on Dreadwing move* I'm a girl!

Scourge: *mouth full* Me too!

Shockwave: *very confused now* It's not harming Whirl to be 'she'? *trying to understand this*

Dreadwing: *scowling at the purple guy, even as he cautiously puts an arm around Disturbia's waist*

Nightwish: *turns and gives Shockwave a look that says that he's an idiot* She was born female.

Shockwave: ... *looking a bit troubled now* Is she not capable of doing her chosen occupation as a result of how she was born?

Skyquake: *serious deep voice answers as his Wingleader looks at him* She has started to make clockwork things, and has behaved like a sane mechanism, since she found out.

Shockwave: ... Sta... *hand to head, circulates air as his processor attempts to integrate the patch and repairs to his personality matrix that the mech claiming to be another version of himself did*

Cyclonus: *pokes him on the back of the head, frowning*

Tsubasa: Mrrph. *is seriously nomming on the edge of one of Daddy's horns as she watches the purple stranger talk to Sissy*

Shockwave: *quietly, wincing* The Senate. Have they been taken out of power?

Skyquake: The Senate has not existed for thousands of vorns.

Shockwave: *quieter* Good. *thinks his processor feels like it was used in a game of Lob between cityformers*

hsvShockwave: *quietly, over private comm to Nightwish* //He's as he was meant to be. Though he does retain the memories of his time as a Decepticon... You and Whirl need more family... and he may be better suited to negotiations with potentially hostile races.//

Skyquake: The last member died very recently.

Cyclonus: *grim smirk from where he's standing behind Shockwave*

Nightwish: //Shockwave isn't family to me.// *slight startle as her baby sister is set suddenly on her shoulder. Gentle touch for the tiny bundle of parts, who is hugging the Cyclonus doll and being big eyed at being away from Daddy*

Shockwave: *quietly* Who was it, and what was their fate?

Tailgate: *brightens and looks up* That was Tyrest.

Nightwish: I happened to him.

Disturbia: *giggle*

Shockwave: ... *odd expression is a go* *very soft sound almost like an amused snort*

hsvShockwave: *would be smirking in satisfaction if he had a proper face* *teasingly* So you were cleaning up a vermin problem, then?

Nightwish: *scowls at him and replies with dignity* I was sending him home for Primus to sort out.

Tailgate: Because Primus told her to!

Scourge: *nod nod*

Shockwave: *quietly* It wouldn't have been a very long sorting.

hsvShockwave: ... *giving his alternate a look similar to 0.o* I believe it may be best for him to rest.

Nightwish: *to Shockwave* You'd be surprised. *jerks her head toward where Galvatron Prime is conked out in a booth with a tiny Optimus sitting on him and sucking her thumb*

Shockwave: *looks* ... *confused by what he's seeing* I don't understand.

hsvShockwave: They are from a reality where Optimus Prima and Megatron fused. Optimus' influence and her connection to Primus gave Megatron a degree of healing. Then, they were forcibly reformatted by Unicron. Optimus was thought lost, and Galvatron acted in the chaos bringer's name... But Primus did not forget about him, and now, Galvatron leads both the Autobots and Decepticons of his reality, and Optimus has been found.

Shockwave: *boggling slightly at all the new information*

Torque: *is that squeak as she and Rung arrive, Chico chirping and peeping happily at the fun new way to travel*

Nightwish: *looks toward the squeak and the chirping and peeping. Frowns* Rung, what are you doing here? I thought you were taking Torque and First Aid to the show.

Rung: Primus and Rodimus both insisted that there was a mech here who needed Torque to deliver him to the infirmary.

Torque: *wide-opticked as she looks around*

Nightwish: *frown deepens* Minimus is fine.

Rung: It's not Minimus.

Torque: *blinking a bit as she sees a pretty mech next to a big mech* *soft clicks*

Nightwish: *anger flashes across that beautifully molded face, and she glares at hsvShockwave* *pings Whirl*

Whirl: //Didn't do it!//

Nightwish: //Do you want your brother back?//

Whirl: //...H-He's okay?// *sounds so shocked*

Nightwish: //The glitch that repaired me and you got him too.//

Whirl: //...// *quietly, sounding scared and hopeful at the same time* //D-Does he even remember me?//

Nightwish: *softly* //Yup.//

Whirl: //...// *closes the line with a click*

Nightwish: *flatly, as two male Torques start talking to Torque* You're not setting foot on the Lost Light.

kvTorque: *talking gently and quietly to his female alt, will also show her his pet retrorabbit*

svTorque: *taking cues from his alt, will break out the images of Starburst and the pet flying saucer that the tiny Seeker adores*

Shockwave: *so much confusion* The Lost Light?

Skyquake: Our ship. *slight wince, and then lets his new hugmonster out to sit on his shoulder and sing*

Shockwave: *boggles at that*

Skyquake: *calm brow quirk*

Shockwave: What is that? *uncertain, but curious*

Skyquake: *glances at the little brown creature on his shoulder* He's a hugmonster. They're a natural symbiont of the bots of Terra, in the Quadriate sector.

monster: *issa singin'!*

Shockwave: ... *has never heard of Terra or the Quadriate sector* *whatever he was about to say is interrupted by someone tackling him*

Whirl: *also adds a solid punch for good measure, which knocks the former Senator to the ground in wide-opticked shock* That's for making me worry about you, you son of a glitch! *and then she's pulling the shocked mech to his pedes and hugging him*

Nightstrike: Toopa glitch! *baps the purple bot with her mallet from where she's sitting on Bap's shoulders*

Shockwave: *startled squawk*

Rung: *quiet meep at the bap, will move to try and prevent any further hurt feelings, only to pause as she realizes that the reason Whirl's reacting in such a manner is that she's ecstatic to see her brother once more*

Torque: *startled badly, is now being distracted by her alternates*

Cyclonus: *scowling as he watches the interaction, arms crossed*

Scourge: *eating Tailgate's lunch*

Tailgate: *abandoned ship to cling to Nightwish when Whirl showed up unexpectedly* *bibble*

Nightwish: *now holding a minibot and a sparklet, cuddles the minibot gently as she watches Whirl's actions with an absent frown*

Disturbia: *giggling* Hit him again, Strikey!

Nightstrike: *okay!*

Whirl: *soft cackle, will bap her brother as well*

Shockwave: *squawks and tries to protect his head*

Nightstrike: Doppa, Bap? *baps her Bap* Who dat?

Whirl: *not even fazed by the bap* That's my brother.

Nightstrike: *blinks* Bap's bubby?

Whirl: Yup. My bubby.

Nightstrike: Why?

Skyquake: *turns his attention to letting his hugmonster back in to hide his amusement at the sparklet's question*

Whirl: His spark sounds like mine. 'N we're keepin' him.

Nightstrike: Yahoo! *baps him*

Shockwave: *wincing* I can see the little one has learned all your bad habits, Whirl.

Whirl: *cackle*

Nightstrike: *happy laugh and hits her Bap*

Nightwish: *saying nothing, but feeling very angry and disgusted with the turn of events*

Torque: *soft, fretting sound, is watching Shockwave with a worried expression*

Nightwish: *glances toward Torque, frowning now with concern before she turns her gaze to Rung*

Rung: *quietly reassuring Torque that Whirl isn't being mean to the purple mech. He hasn't told her to stop, and it's clear he missed the helicopter bot, otherwise, he would have said something*

Torque: *quiet clicks*

Nightwish: Whirl, what are you doing?

Whirl: *simply* Hazing him. *laughs as Shockwave gives her a very gentle shove* That was so lame, Shocky!

Nightstrike: No no. Ticka Bap. *waves her mallet instructively at Shockwave* Unca ticka Bap.

Nightwish: He's not your uncle. *upset, but not showing it outwardly*

Nightstrike: Uh huhhhh. :p

Whirl: *going to get her brother in a headlock* Yes, he is, 'cause you're my niece, boss.

Shockwave: *flailing, remembers what comes next*

Nightwish: *angry hiss, and then turns and lightly smacks her bunched up fist into hsvShockwave's midsection*

hsvShockwave: *oofs*

Tsubasa: *scared squeak!*

Tailgate: *meeps and then squeaks as he lets go due to shock*

Torque: *squeals*

kvTorque: *distracting his alternate by offering something for Chico*

Rung: *trying to comfort several people at once*

Cyclonus: *BRISTLING NOW. Moves to aide Nightwish*

Dreadwing: *quiet, displeased rumble, will try and encourage Disturbia to let him up so he can deal with the cycloptic mech*

Scourge: *hiding! With the lunch*

Skyquake: *wings at the alert angle as he looks from Cyclonus to Nightwish and awaits orders*

Nightwish: *kicks hsvShockwave in the kneecap, and then turns toward the door before Nemesis can stop laughing and order her out*

Disturbia: *scrambles up to follow her sister and Wingleader, making sure to grab Scourge and drag her along*

Skyquake: *waits for his twin before he'll also follow*

Dreadwing: *never was there ever such an icy LOOK leveled at hsvShockwave* *will follow Skyquake*

Torque: *even more confused now*

Chico: *cheeping*

Rung: *soothing murmurs, will encourage the bigger woman to help Whirl with the purple man that needs delivered to the infirmary*

kvTorque: *makes a suggestion that has his sv counterpart howling with laughter*

Torque: *thinks hard about the suggestion, then reaches over and baps hsvShockwave on the head* B-Bad Shocky. No cookie.

svTorque: *going to break something if he keeps laughing like that*

Rung: *facepalm*

Whirl: *gleeful cackle*

Shockwave: *startled squawk as he's gently lifted*

Nightwish: *back at the door and looking inside with concern. Sees no command to leave again, and quickly goes and picks Minimus up. Quietly* Let's go home, Torque.

Torque: *nodnod* H-Home now.

Rung: *will make sure Whirl and Nightstrike don't get left behind*

Nightstrike: Noooo tooky! *leans over and gives hsvShockwave one last bap as he sits and rubs his head and looks bemused*

Whirl: Yeah! No cookie for him, which means we get more cookies for us! *cackles as she's ushered out of the 'Dog*

Nightwish: *expressionless as she brings her people to the corridor outside the infirmary* Wing, dismissed. Cyclonus, will you wait a moment? *sounds more like her Ultra Magnus mode than herself*

Cyclonus: *small nod as Dreadwing reluctantly leaves*

Torque: *confused. Should she go, too?*

Nightwish: *sees Torque's expression and very gently steers the tall woman toward the infirmary door*

Skyquake: *just as reluctant as his brother, but distracts himself by propping said brother up so he's not walking down the corridor sideways* *steers Disturbia and Scourge with the other hand*

Torque: *will make sure she doesn't accidentally bash the purple mech's head against the door frame* *will also be mindful of his pedes*

Nightwish: *nods to Rung that she sees that concerned look, but wants to talk to Cyclonus now*

Rung: *small nod, will move to try and usher Whirl and Nightstrike to Swerve's, knowing that Torque will be safe with Ratchet, and likely distracted by Kriti*

Nightwish: *turns back to Cyclonus, her eyes darkening as she sees how Tsubasa and Tailgate are clinging to him and hiding their faces* *softly and sadly* I frightened them. I'm sorry.

Cyclonus: *silent as he nods, wordlessly offering comfort to the smaller bots*

Tailgate: *bibbling a bit as he peeks*

Nightwish: *is hesitant as she reaches with her free hand to smooth Tailgate's helmet. Not sure he'll want her to touch him*

Tailgate: *so much bibble, but then he's scooting to give hugs*

Nightwish: *actually startles, but then holds him close and lays her cheek on his head* I'm sorry for scaring you, Tailgate.

Tsubasa: *issa peeeekin'. Soft love trill for Sissy, but doesn't let go of Daddy's finger*

Tailgate: *gonna hide his face against you now, Nightwish. Didn't like all the yelling*

Nightwish: *soft kiss for his helmet* How's Tempest?

Tailgate: *will check on the raptor, clickling softly all the while*

Tempest: *peeks through the carrier window and cheeps softly, then yawns hugely in the way he does to tell Daddy that he wants to huddle with him and nap* *still has no teefs*

Tailgate: *quietly* I think he wants to nap.

Nightwish: *another gentle kiss, and then offers to give Tailgate back to Cyclonus* I think Tsubasa would like that too. I need to put Minimus to bed and sit by him till he wakes up.

Cyclonus: *another wordless nod*

Tailgate: *as he moves to cling to Cyclonus' back* Will he be alright?

Nightwish: *nods, that small smile of love for her family showing now faintly* He just gets disoriented if he wakes up in a different place than he went to sleep in.

Tailgate: Oooh. *small frown* *quietly* Does he have something soft to cuddle?

Nightwish: *soft laugh* A blanket and a doll.

Tempest: *little pleading trill. Sleeeepy babby*

Tailgate: *small nod, satisfied that Minimus has lovies, will turn his attention to talking quietly to Tempest*

Cyclonus: *waiting to be dismissed*

Nightwish: *sighs, and then hugs the stoic old soldier* *quietly* Take care of them, brother.

Tsubasa: *happy little sound*

Cyclonus: *small nod, wordless hug*

Nightwish: *clings a bit, but then has to let go and turn her back as her shoulders and wings shake with laughter. Minimus just sighed and snuggled!*

Tailgate: *hiding his face against Cyclonus' back to muffle the soft squee he just did at seeing Minimus snuggle*

Cyclonus: *will move to bring his family home*

Nightwish: *as she brings Minimus to his room she's wondering where she could find a gentle minibot lady*


meanwhile, in the infirmary


First Aid: *scanning Orion and trying to convince him to go back to bed. Looks around as the door opens, and tilts his head when he sees Torque carry a strange purple bot into the infirmary*

Torque: *quietly fretting as she looks for a spot to set the purple man down*

First Aid: *turns to look at Orion and check how stable the man's lean against the wall is, but then gasps softly and hurries to give him a shoulder of support as he lets go the wall and steps toward Torque and the purple bot*

Orion: *softly, his voice rough with weariness and strain* Shockwave??

Shockwave: *looks over, shock mixed with pain clear on his face* Orion Pax.

Torque: *quiet clicks*

Orion: *tears slip quietly down his cheeks and over his face plate* It's good to see you again like this, old friend.

First Aid: *softly* Both of you need to lay down. You can catch up when you're feeling better.

Shockwave: *small nod* *knows better than to argue with a medic*

Torque: *softly* W-Where lay down?

First Aid: Bring him to the room with the blue mark on the door, please, Torque. Then come back and get Orion and put him in the room with the green mark on the door.

Torque: *nod. Will move to bring Shockwave to the room with the blue mark on the door* *will also tuck Shockwave in on the berth, clicking softly all the while. Once she's done that, she'll return for Orion, being just as careful with him as she was with Shockwave*

Orion: *groans as he's lifted and turns his head with restless discomfort, but then moves his face plate in a wan smile as he looks up at the porter* *quietly* Thank you, Torque.

Torque: *small smile* W-Welcome. *will move to bring Orion to the room with the green mark on the door*

Elita: *frowning and looking toward the door, but perks as it opens and slides back against the wall to make room for her new husband on the recharge slab*

Orion: *face also brightens, and there's so much tenderness in that tired, deep voice* Elita.

Torque: *soft clicks, will move to bring Orion over to Elita* N-Needs r-rest. Aid s-says.

Elita: Of course he does. He's a newlywed.

Orion: *a blushing one*

Torque: ... *confused as she gently sets Orion down next to Elita* N-Newlywed?

Elita: *quietly* This is my husband now. *pulls Orion's back against her, and then gently rubs his chest as he rumbles and sighs*

Torque: *thinking on this muchly, will slowly nod and move to leave the room*

Elita: Thank you, Torque. *sounds half asleep*

Orion: *already asleep again, only rumbles quietly*

First Aid: *scanning Shockwave when Torque looks into the room with the blue mark on the door*

Shockwave: *recently had a lot of repair work done to his processor and to his frame*

First Aid: *as he notes all the fresh welds and connections* How do you feel?

Shockwave: *quietly* Exhausted.

First Aid: *nods* You should recharge now. *looks up quizzically at Torque as he thinks he hears her make a sound*

Torque: *freezes where she was moving to approach the berth*

First Aid: What is it, Torque? Do you need something?

Torque: *stammers something and then scoots for the door*

First Aid: *softly* Wait. Why don't you ask Shockwave if he'd like that? *visor lights with his gentle smile*

Torque: *frantic headshake*

Shockwave: *bleary confusion*

First Aid: *goes over and gently pats the tall woman's hand soothingly* I think you should. *wants so much to encourage Torque's ideas! Even if he doesn't understand them*

Torque: *more frantic headshaking, will hug one arm to herself and click*

First Aid: *thinks of the sounds that Orion and Ratchet make when they're laying close to their chosen females* It might even make him feel better. Just ask him! *turns his head at a sudden comm call from Wheeljack about a Silverstreak panic attack* Oh. Call me if you need me. I have to help Silverstreak. *gone!*

Torque: *gonna hug her arm a bit more and click softly, before peeking at Shockwave*

Shockwave: *so very confused*

Chico: *asks to go down. Wantsta play*

Torque: *distracted by gently setting Chico down so he can play*

Chico: *runs a couple happy laps, and then starts prowling. Such a big mean bad dino!*

Shockwave: *surprised to find himself shivering*

Torque: *looks up from watching Chico play as she hears plating rattle*

Chico: *looks toward the sound and chrrs with concern, but then spots prey. That dustbunny is gonna die!*

Torque: *worried sound, will look for a blanket so the pretty mech has something warm* *frowns and clicks softly as she fails to find any blankets* *looks up and realizes the poor pretty mech is shivering more, will move to lay down beside him and snuggle*

Shockwave: Huh?! *startles as the bigger bot puts their arms around him*

Torque: K-Keep warm. *nod*

Chico: *ooo. Snuggy times! Climbs up and crows triumphantly, then curls up on Torque's shoulder and makes seepy seep sounds*

Shockwave: *finds himself relaxing at the increased warmth*

Torque: *quiet little hum as she slips into a light doze* *will protect the pretty mech from the cold and help him feel better, like First Aid said*

((Written with random_xtras))