HB. The Manor. New Arrival Aftermath

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Showtime frowned as she moved to intercept Mira. Since Ordnance's unexpected arrival earlier in the day, the soldier had been avoiding everyone else, including Lumen. She knew Mira had spoken with Optimus earlier, and that Mira had then gone to drink herself stupid in the cellar. Hopefully, the patchwork woman wasn't too far along in that process, and would be willing to talk.

When she finally found Mira, Showtime was pleased to find that her daughter had opted to start with lighter fare than normal, which meant that at best, the older femme was mildly tipsy. She looked over as Showtime moved to sit by her, brow ridge quirking slightly.

"Lumen mentioned you and Ordnance were together for five vorns..." Showtime said cautiously.

Mira nodded, taking a swig from her cube of high grade soother. "Yeah... Met right after he landed on Earth with Crosshairs and this dumbaft named Drift. Crazy yuppie ex-Con... Aunt Desi would've wiped the pavement with his fancy aft." Mira snorted at the memory. "Ordnance never treated me like I was delicate. Used ta chuck me at enemies just as often as Lu did..."

"Somehow, I'm not surprised." Showtime replied, chuckling softly.

"He used t' make pretty things outta battlefield junk, 'n wink at me, 'r rev his engine when I walked by. Used to &%$#@ me off to a rusty finish. Then, one time, we were explorin' a cave system t' see if the enemy was usin' it t' hole up in and he winked at me, so I grabbed his beard 'n yanked. He grinned 'n said I could lead him anywhere, 'n Lu laughed so hard at my reaction that the scraphead made a cave-in..." Mira explained between pulls from her drink.

"I came 'round still holdin' his beard, 'n in shock 'cause my 'wings took a beatin'... Ordnance had his arms 'round me, 'n was cuddlin' 'n snuzzlin' me while he fixed my 'wings. Think I passed out again, 'cause the next thing I remember from that 's wakin' up the next mornin' with slightly sore wings, 'n holdin' ont' his beard... He was snugglin' 'n that engine'a his was rumblin' as he curled 'round me... Felt safe."

Mira was quiet for a few moments before continuing. "The next day, the stupid slagger got hit in the chest. Lu had dealt with a weapons cache, so he was too plastered to do much more than be a bench... Ordnance had crawled off to a corner to rest and recover. I spent part'a the night sittin' on Lu, so he wouldn't feel neglected, and then I went and joined Ordnance, so he would start feeling better." Here, the Wrecker snorted. "He asked if I was gonna take advantage of 'im, and I told 'im yes. Yes I was. Then I snuggled under his arm and he griped about havin' a hot dame close and bein' too sick to do anything about it. He passed out, 'n it was my turn ta give support."

Showtime nodded her understanding, memories of being snuggled against a certain golden frontliner coming to mind. "Are you sure, then?"

Mira nodded. "Knew a vorn in... I love him, Mama... and I'm not gonna lose him again."