Nexus. Black Dog. Double Wedding Part 2

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Continued from here



About half an hour later, at the Black Dog


Black Dog: *noisy and rowdy, in celebration of two weddings*

Dusk and Dawn: *dancing backup to Dreadnought's song*

bittyCalypso: *dancing right on the front centre of the stage! Both Mamas and both Dads are here, so she doesn't need to worry about anything*

bittyWake: *sleeping on Mama. Wore himself out squealing earlier. After squealing for 24 hours straight*

JakeBrake: *comes hurrying in, wiping away the last of the grease from the job he was finishing up. Dodges dancers and talkers to go to his wife and offer to take the little sleeper* Did he let up?

Maritime: He went into sleep mode just a little while ago. *will give babby*

JakeBrake: *eyes widen slightly* You mean he kept squealing till then? *cradles bitty carefully*

Maritime: *nods and sighs* I wish I knew where he picked that up.

JakeBrake: *quiet chuckle* They explore everything. I've just never seen someone that age who explored things that hard. *stoops to kiss wife, and then looks quizzically toward a beep*

aWakeJumper: *looking a bit sheepish now as she looks wistfully at these alternates of the parents she barely remembers* Er... 'Sup?

JakeBrake: *surprised and pleased grin* Just got off shift and came to help my alter grandson celebrate.

AWakeJumper: Er... Cool. *flustered and a bit nervous*

JakeBrake: *grin softens* You want a hug?

aWakeJumper: *silent and still for a few moments, then she's nodding*

JakeBrake: *strong one-armed hug and a rumble*

aWakeJumper: *intakes hitch softly, clicks*

JakeBrake: *cuddles this alternate of his youngest, and then leans back to smile at her* Why don't you sit by Mama for awhile while I see who's here?

aWakeJumper: *wibble, nod. Will move to sit next to Maritime*

Maritime: *arm around burly alter daughter*

JakeBrake: *smile for both women, and then goes to see that winged human man that Deluge is crouched near*

Jacob: *looks up from talking to the beautiful little girl who could hold him in her hand, his smile ready as always to meet a new friend*

Deluge: *very interested in the texture of this otherDad's wings!* *looks to Dad* 'Nother you.

JakeBrake: *slight start, and then his grin widens* Are you the guy that's been borrowing my eldest and my littlest girl?

Jacob: *chuckles* You could say that. *cuddles sleeping Dianne close* I'm Jacob Johnson. *holds up his free hand*

JakeBrake: JakeBrake. *shifts his bitty and touches the hand* I always wanted a brother.

Jacob: *smile gets a little misty* I wouldn't have minded one when I was younger.

JakeBrake: It too late now? *eyes twinkling*

Jacob: It's never too late.

Deluge: *headtilt, thinking*

Jacob: *turns his smile to the child* Why don't you go find your alter brother? He's here somewhere.

Deluge: *looking around now*

JakeBrake: *as he settles into the booth that Jacob's sitting at a small table on the table of* Careful, she's rambunctious.

Jacob: And her brother's married to a Keylendar lady named Still Breathing, whose mother is Starpounder.

JakeBrake: *whistle of respect*

Jacob: They've got a little girl, too. *glances around and squints slightly* That's her dancing with little Calypso. Oh, and my Calypso.

bitty blue girl: *slightly fuzzy and very happy, little Babs is grinning and shaking her itty bitty booty up there by Aunty*

bittyCalypso: *dancing with Sissy and blue babby!*

JakeBrake: *looks up as lbIronhide comes over and sets Ira on the table* Hey, 'Hide.

lbIronhide: *nod* JakeBrake.

Ira: *amused rumble

JakeBrake: *quiet chuckle* What is this? The old backfires with babies corner?

Jacob: *looks up questioningly, and then gives the same quiet chuckle as he realizes that both Ironhides are indeed holding babies*

lbIronhide: Yup.

Mira: Bwee! :3

Monster Mash: *looks toward the green baby and rasps soothingly*

Mira: *chirp, clickstorm*

Monster Mash: *raspy chuckle, and then a grunt as he lays his head down on Dad's shoulder*

Ira: *soft chuckle, will gently rub Monster Mash's back*

Monster Mash: *sighs and shuts his eyes*

Dianne: *chuckles in her sleep, and then blows a bubble*

Jacob: *murmurs to her softly*

Mira: *clickstorm*

lbRatchet: *automatically migrates to where he sees a black Ironhide* Move over and let me sit too. *is cradling his son in his arms as that bitty dozes*

lbIronhide: *slides over to make room for lbRatchet, one massive hand going to gently rub Mira's back between where her doorwings are starting to come in*

lbRatchet: *settles down, and then looks quizzically toward the other men at the table*

lbIronhide: *will introduce each of the people at the table to his new brother* JakeBrake and his youngest, WakeJumper. His alternate, Jacob Johnson and his granddaughter, Dianne. And the idiot's another me, and his kid's name is Monster Mash.

Ira: *quiet growl*

Mira: *clicks quietly at the growl*

lbRatchet: *nods to each of the men, and clicks softly to the babies* *gruffly* You probably know who I am. *nods to the sparklet in his arms* My son. He answered to a name today for the first time.

Jacob and JakeBrake: *identical curious looks*

lbIronhide: *so amused as he waits for his brother to tell the story*

Mira: Bbbbbb. :3

Ira: *gruffly* How old is he?

lbRatchet: *quietly* Old enough to have had a name for awhile. But he wouldn't choose.

Ira: *scowl* That tells me *bleep* all.

lbRatchet: It's all I know. His mother left the Backwater for a short time after he was born, and went to a place without time.

Ira: ... *frown*

lbRatchet: She was Exiled, and thought she'd lost me. She couldn't feel our bond.

lbIronhide: *quiet rumble*

Mira: Bweeee?

JakeBrake: So what's his name? *knows the bitty by sight, and knows who his mother is*

lbRatchet: *quiet and gruff* Nomad.

Ira: *studying the little bot, considering expression*

Nomad: *wriggles slightly and grunts, then settles down as his Dad rests him against the table* *sigh*

Monster Mash: *lifts his head and looks toward that other husky green baby, then rasps softly*

Jacob: He looks a lot like you, doesn't he, Mash?

lbRatchet: *amused* He sounds something like him too.

Mira: *clickerfit, massive yawn*

Monster Mash: *grunts, and then rasps and puts his head on Dad's shoulder again*

Ira: *quiet rumbles for son* *softly, nodding toward Mira* We don't have her at home.

lbRatchet: Sunstreaker and Showtime.

Ira: ... We don't have Showtime.

lbRatchet: My condolences. Who keeps the idiot in line in your reality?

Ira: Skywarp.

lbIronhide: *amused rumble*

lbRatchet: *thinks of what he's learnt since he came here* Sundog.

Ira: *blink, raised brow*

Jacob: That's the baby's name. *chuckles*

Ira: *small nod. Will wonder to himself about Showtime*

lbIronhide: *rumbling softly for Mira, who has decided it's time to snuggle and sleep*

Juuzo: *just got dumped on the larger table by a scornful Deherree. Has Tomo in his arms* *politely, to Deherree* Thank you.

Deherree: *gone already*

JakeBrake: I'm surprised she even admitted to seeing you. *shifts his weight and rubs bittyWake's tummy*

bittyWake: *sleepin', Daddy!*

Juuzo: *very slight shrug, will fuss over Tomo*

Jacob: *eyes twinkling* So what's that ring on your finger, Mr. Saejima?

Juuzo: My wedding ring.

Ira: ... *both brows up*

Jacob: So who's the lovely lady? *grins*

Juuzo: Her name is Makoto. She's an engineer.

lbRatchet: Engineer... *snort*

Juuzo: What does your wife do?

lbRatchet: Mine?

Juuzo: Yes. What does your wife do for a job?

lbRatchet: *slight smile* She's Ironhide.

JakeBrake: *rumbling chucklefit*

Jacob: *grins*

Juuzo: ... *raised brow*

Ira: *snort*

lbRatchet: *sees that more explanation is needed* *turns the hand that he can free from babby holding palm upward and triggers the holo of his wife's last round in the pit as she went against a fully grown marauder*

JakeBrake: *soft whistle that makes his son click without waking*

Juuzo: *boggling*

Ira: *impressed grunt*

Jacob: *mouth open. Mouth shut. Wibble* *is partly horrified by the violence, and partly touched at the courage of the woman in facing something so much bigger than her so fearlessly*

blue mech: *sitting a couple tables away* Someone's got footage of MamaHide's match from the day the Pit bosses were running a food drive! *grin*

Juuzo: *blink blink* Food drive?

JakeBrake: That's when the pit bosses bring in big mean critters that people can eat. People buy matches, other people bet, and all the fuel and money go to people who need it. That one was for Destron refugees in one reality where the war was so hard that we're nearly extinct.

Jacob: *more silent wibble as he takes his eyes from the footage to lean over Dianne's little fuzzy head*

Juuzo: *sobered by that explanation, thoughts going to the Autobots*

Ira: ...I thought bots couldn't eat organic things. *frown*

lbRatchet: *tips his hand slightly so that Ira can see better* That's a marauder. It's cybernetic.

Ira: ...Huh.

JakeBrake: I want to see one someday. *eyes on the combat footage*

lbRatchet: Oh no you don't. *watches his wife get engulfed in the creature's maw*

blue mech: At least it's not another Living Mountain. *knocks back his drink*

Juuzo: *soft murmur of "It looks like a kaiju."*

JakeBrake: *glances at him, and then finds that footage he bought the other day* No. That's a kaiju.

Juuzo: *boggles*

JakeBrake: *and then gives a sheepish chuckle as that clip finishes and skips to the one of his and Maritime's word bonding ceremony. Gently turns it off and turns his attention back to lbRatchet's footage in time to see mamaHide burst from the marauder's chest*

blue mech: *rowdy cheer*

JakeBrake: Put a gasket on it, Signal Lancer.

Jacob: Was that your wedding, Jake?

JakeBrake: *looks back from making cheery play threat gestures at the blue bot, his expression slightly surprised before he grins* Yeah. It was. We did the whole thing. Vows and all.

Jacob: *slight smile* We did too, even though everyone thought we didn't have time before I shipped out. Marty even had a white dress. One of our daughters just used it a few months ago at her own wedding.

Ira: *snorts as he remembers the white buckskin dress*

Jacob: *humorous look for his friend* You wore a tuxedo to yours, Ira.

lbIronhide: *startled from video watching, will give Ira a puzzled look*

Ira: That's because Optima and I were at the Philharmonic Orchestra show first.

Jacob: *teasing twinkle in his eyes* You mean you'd have married that beautiful girl in scrubs?

Ira: *sticks his chin out* I'd've married her in fatigues.

lbIronhide: *amused rumble*

Jacob: *mildly* Girls like pretty memories.

lbRatchet: *watching his wife's match footage still* *amused rumble* I married mine at the bottom of an extinct volcano after she dug me out of the rubble caused by our falling into it.

lbIronhide: ... *snort*

Jacob: *looks up at the big black bot* How was your wedding, Ironhide?

lbIronhide: Chromia and I bonded over our first Christmas in the Springworks building, after Oppy and Tarantulus brought us Christmas dinner.

Jacob: *chuckles* See? Even you have the pretty memories.

lbIronhide: *rumbles a chuckle* It was a good Christmas. Mira fed herself, and she got a sparklet gym.

Mira: *eyes closed* Babby house.

lbRatchet: Did you claim her first?

lbIronhide: *blinks a bit as he thinks back* *headshake*

lbRatchet: Ah, I didn't either. Though people thought we'd been word bonded for vorns.

lbIronhide: *quiet, thoughtful rumble*

Ira: *snort*

JakeBrake: How did that work?

lbRatchet: She's been courting the Ratchet of her reality since they met. He wasn't interested in her that way, but was afraid of hurting her by saying so. Then one day he and I swapped places. *looks down, remembering his loneliness before he'd been displaced*

lbIronhide: *quietly* 'Mia landed in the pocket reality Lumen, Mira and I had landed in a few hours before... She was injured...

lbRatchet: *looks up with a frown of concern*

Jacob: *also concern*

JakeBrake: *concerned, but distracted by mamaHide's finale*

Juuzo: *has one hand over his eyes, and the other is cradling Tomo so the bitty doesn't see the finale*

lbIronhide: The Shockwave of her reality got her.

Ira: *growl*

Jacob: *more concern* That's the one-eyed fellow?

lbIronhide: *nod*

JakeBrake: She's Exile?

lbRatchet: *deep frown as he shuts his hand and turns off the holo*

lbIronhide: All of us are.

JakeBrake: I'm sorry.

Jacob: But you have each other. *slight smile through his sympathetic sadness* And you have lovely wedding memories. *yup, he's teasing*

lbRatchet: *snort*

lbIronhide: *rude hand gesture*

Ira: *growl* *disapproves of what is obviously a rude gesture being used toward someone from his family*

lbIronhide: *sticks chin out slightly*

Juuzo: We had a full formal Western wedding.

Jacob: *looks over* What does that mean?

Juuzo: We did our wedding based on a traditional American wedding.

lbRatchet: Ah, with a tuxedo and a white bridal gown?

Juuzo: *nods* Yes. Everything had to be perfect. *small grin*

Jacob: How formal are we talking about? *glances at Ira as he hears a shift and a grumble*

Juuzo: We had almost three hundred guests show up, and the cake was six tiers with edible gold decorations on it.

Jacob: *startled expression* You know that many people?

JakeBrake: *watching with a quizzical look*

Juuzo: Most of the guests were from the precinct.

Kup: *wandered over with a sleeping kid on one arm just in time to hear that* And the rest were toffs.

JakeBrake: That word didn't translate.

Jacob: I don't know what that word means either. *amused*

Ira: *rumble* More money than brains.

Jacob: *surprised look*

lbIronhide: *amused snort*

lbRatchet: So it was a society wedding.

Juuzo: *nods, chuckling* Makoto looked very lovely.

Kup: ...I'm gonna tell her you said that.

Juuzo: *nods* The wedding kimono was very lovely. We spent a long time deliberating about the color, and finally agreed upon a very nice light pink color. We ended up placing an order for a custom design by *designer*. It took several paychecks to pay for it, and several months wait... *eyes a bit misty as he remembers* There were reporters waiting outside the chapel for hours, hoping for a glimpse of it, and it was the talk of the season.

Kup: ...

Jacob: *glances at Kup's close mouthed expression*

lbRatchet: *snort* You expect me to believe that a woman who wears such things is an engineer?

Juuzo: *chuckles* Oh, no. Makoto looked stunning in her tuxedo.

Ira: *sputters the drink he just took*

other guys: *every last one of them but Kup is giving him a puzzled stare*

Juuzo: *as he rubs Tomo's back* The kimono was for me.

Jacob: You wore the wedding dress!?

Juuzo: *nods* Yes. I made a very beautiful groom. And the upper brass won't be annoying me about my private life anymore.

Ira: *shoulders shaking as he snickers*

Jacob: Ohhhhh. Oh dear me! *laughter that makes Dianne grin in her sleep*

lbRatchet: *without thinking, in the first friendly gesture he's made to lbIronhide since they met a few days before* He's as bad as you!

lbIronhide: *frown* How do you figure?

JakeBrake: *still confused* Somebody explain the joke?

Kup: *facepalm*

Ira: *in between snickers* Guy in a dress.

JakeBrake: But that happens all the time.

Jacob: Only when Scattershot gets into his mother's clothes.

Ira: *wheezing* Not too common in Japan.

JakeBrake: *understanding dawns!* *and he laughs*

lbIronhide: ... *still doesn't get it*

lbRatchet: *watching JakeBrake with sad memory in his eyes*

Kup: *to Ironhide* In Japan men wear pants 'n women wear dresses when dresses get worn. Like to a formal party like that one. Juuzo's bosses were on his case because Makoto was livin' at his house and the two of 'em hadn't hitched. So they were puttin' pressure on 'im to have a proper weddin' with a proper dress 'n all that song 'n dance. Bein' pushy 'n nosey. Juuzo wearin' the dress embarrassed 'em, 'n made 'em afraid ta find out what he'd do if they pushed again, so they backed off 'n left 'im alone.

lbIronhide: *understanding dawns, and then something occurs to him* The blanket maker didn't wear a dress for her wordbonding ceremony.

JakeBrake: She had one?

Kup: Lotsa dames don't. *chomps fake cy-gar*

lbIronhide: She had it here. And told everyone who was present they were the guests.

lbRatchet: *has met the woman in question* At least she was dressed.

Juuzo: o.0?

lbIronhide: She may be crazier than a Conehead with a twisted wing, but she at least respects the public decency laws. Even if her sparklet doesn't always do so.

JakeBrake: Am I missing another funny story?

Jacob: *quizzical look that's mirrored by Kup*

lbIronhide: You saw the scraplet school those two brawlers earlier.

Jacob: There's nothing indecent about fighting, though.

lbIronhide: There's been a few times when she's run out of her mother's house without clothes on.

lbRatchet: *harrumphs*

Juuzo: *facepalm*

Ira: *snort*

Jacob: Ohhhhh dear. *shakes his head*

Kup: I'm feelin' better all the time that alla my kids got... *looks down. Quickly fixes Destiny's dress* ...Their skids covered.

lbRatchet: *head shake*

lbIronhide: *soft chuckle. Knows how the sniper can be, from seeing her in action*

Jacob: Were you going to brag about wearing plating again, Kup?

Kup: Awww shaddup.

Ira: *amused snort*

lbRatchet: *elbows Ironhide for the snort*

lbIronhide: *growl*

JakeBrake: *amused* You just hit the wrong 'Hide, Ratch.

lbRatchet: *flustered* I did no such thing.

lbIronhide: Like scrap you did.

lbRatchet: I have no doubt whatsoever that he's done something to warrant it.

lbIronhide: *displeased rumble*

JakeBrake: You're going to hurt his feelings.

lbRatchet: I'd break my elbow first.

lbIronhide: If you weren't too busted up to rumble...

lbRatchet: *intakes hitch, and he looks down at his son*

JakeBrake: *worried frown*

Jacob: *quickly* Sora's on the stage.

lbIronhide: *startles and looks to the stage*

JakeBrake: *quickly turns to look that way*

Kup: *gentle whoop as he too turns*

Destiny: *clickstorm as she sleeps*

Sora: *looking just a bit uneasy as everyone's attention turns to her*

Dreadnought: *scoots his avatar over there and puts an arm around her shoulder* What're we singin', Mama?

Sora: *slight start, gives Dreadnought's avatar a wide-eyed look for a few moments*

hDreadnought: It's Dready. *grin*

Sora: *small nod. Takes a few deep breaths*

hDreadnought: *softly starts playing the opening bars of 'Radioactive'* *after several beats his deep voice starts the words*

Sora: *joining in at the first opportunity, voice clear and confident in a way it was many vorns ago*

Kup: *softly, but his old voice carries throughout the big crowded room* First punk that yells catches it.

fans: *so quiet*

Rachel: *stands up on a bot size table and starts dancing*

Destiny: *starting to wake up a bit*

Nomad: *turns his head toward the stage and blinks with interest*

Monster Mash: *raspy whisper as he sits up*

Sora: *getting caught up in the music, her movements and voice getting more and more confident as the song goes on*

Tomo: *baby is awake! And huggin' Unca Juuzo as he looks toward the pretty singin'*

hDreadnought: *grinning as he sings*

Sora: *dancing as she sings and works the crowd. It's nearly as though the war and the aftermath of it never happened, with the way she's moving and acting*

hDreadnought: *in perfect sync, his dreadlocks swinging*

Emilia: *dancing beside Rachel*

Raj: *watching his wife, enthralled by watching her in her element*

Sora: *as the first song ends, she changes gears, slightly, starting in on the opening lyrics of 'Counting Stars'*

hDreadnought: *starts up the music even as he joins her in the song, his deep voice mellow and sweet*

Rachel: *grannies can boogy!*

Alicia: *gonna join you in that*

Scarlett: *up on one of the speakers, whirling to the song*

Denpup: *dancing with her husband*

Raj: *trying so hard to be good and not sneak up onto the stage to steal a kiss from his wife*

swvBee: *hologram on the corner of the stage. Tiny blonde has moves*

Sam Walker: *whoops softly and sends his holo to join his wife*

Rhinox: *dancing behind the organics bar*

Tarantulus: *trying not to get coaxed into dancing by his wife*

tShowtime: *trying to teach her wordmate how to dance*

yOp: *human form is dancing with a pretty lady with mousy brown hair*

Emilia and Rachel: *perfect sync*

Mirden: *dancing on another table. Wolfy lady's got moves!

Sideswipe: *can't dance with his wife, is too busy being passed out drunk on the table next to her*

Sunstreaker and Skywarp: *yeah, they're being idiots over in the back corner*

tKriti: *dancing on the organics bar!*

hDreadnought: *laughs as that song ends, then starts the opening bars of 'Disturbia'*

Sora: *cracks up but boogies*

hDreadnought: *singing the words now*

Sora: *shaking her booty! And then she squeaks and vanishes for a few moments*

hDreadnought: *shoulders shake with laughter as he sings* *knows Raj just stole a kiss*

Patrick: *facepalming as Emilia cackles*

Sharpshot: *reappears a few moments later, optics bright and a silly grin on her face*

Rachel: *laughing doesn't make her miss a beat in her dancing*

Raj: *appears a few minutes later back up on the table, has a stupid grin on his face*

Rachel: *snerks at them and continues to dance*

hsvRatchet: *amused snort, cuddles Clarion and Cragbuster close*

Clarion: *humming along to the music*

Cragbuster: *yap, chat, flirt!*

Panacea: *beating time on her boyfriend's helm* I told you not to drink that, you...!

Hot Rod: *trying to dodge hits, is laughing* I regret nothing!

Panacea: *gets him with a right hook* Regret that, lugnut?

Hot Rod: *down on the floor from the hit* Nope!

SignalLancer: *scoots to take a look at funtimes* ... *cackling now, optics a bit bright and flickering. Then...*

Signal: *laughing as his sister abandons ship*

Lancer: You can go get drunk on that on your own! *bootshop for brother rear*

Panacea: *punts Signal. Has power behind the kick*

Signal: *yelps as he goes flying*

Lancer: ... *to Panacea* That was awesome. Want me to go drag him back so you can do it again?

Panacea: I've got to work on my own idiot.

Lancer: Fair 'nough. *will move to order cookies* At least your idiot didn't give up his job.

Panacea: What job? *snort*

Lancer: Our version of the guy was the captain of our ship. Now we've got a Quadriate lady who took command. She looks like a Seeker, but she swears up and down that her frame type is called Mac.

Panacea: *long stare, and then a snort*

Lancer: Rodimus was a Prime for a bit.

Panacea: *more stare*

Lancer: Yeah. I know.

Panacea: *stare*

Lancer: ... What's with the stare?

Panacea: *jerks her head toward the red dame over there arm wrestling against Devastator*

Lancer: ... *looks that way. Boggles. Startled obscenity as she sees exactly what she and her crew are in for*

Flashpoint: *bratty smirk as she pushes Devastator's arm down toward the table. She's being nice though, and not just slamming her opponent's arm down to the table*

Toa: *watching peeps and hanging onto Daddy with one hand. His other hand is in his mouth and getting sucked on*

Panacea: You were saying, dork?

Lancer: ...No wonder Rodimus asked for people who were crazy.

Panacea: *snerks, and then kicks Hot Rod* Get off the floor, boltbrain.

Hot Rod: 'M comfy.

Panacea: *stands on him so she can see the stage better*

hbOrdnance: Awww, lookit the puppy love.

hbMira: *snork. 'Wing flick*

hbOrdnance: You comfy?

hbMira: Yeah.

hbOrdnance: If you move your right foot a little to the left it'll land on an itch.

hbMira: *snerks, but moves her foot a little to the left... and wiggles it a bit*

hbOrdnance: *happy grumble from where he's leaning on the bar with his wife standing on his shoulders*

Aoife: *from where she's sitting at a small table on the bar behind the herobots* So how does it feel to be married, Ken?

Mr. Toudou: *gives his wife a small smile* I don't remember ever being as happy as I am right now.

Aoife: *quiet chuckle, her expression uncertain as she looks back out at the assembled people*

Mr. Toudou: *moves to put his arm around her shoulders, offering comfort*

Aoife: *looks up at him even as she leans against him* *quietly* I'm scared.

Mr. Toudou: *just as quietly* I'm here. *gentle snugglesquish*

Aoife: *hides her face against him and tries to assure herself that everything is going to be alright. She's surprised at the blind panic she's feeling at thought of her new situation* It's not like you haven't been sleeping at the brownstone for the past three months anyway.

Mr. Toudou: *soft chuckle* That's true. But now you and I don't have to knock on a door if either one of us wants to snuggle.

Aoife: *feels her face heat as she nods without moving away from him. Realizes for the first time that she'll now be spending her nights in that big green four poster with the velvet curtains. Shiver*

Mr. Toudou: *will try and put his jacket on your shoulders without letting go of you now, Aoife*

Aoife: *quietly* I think I've had enough party. *says the woman who usually hangs out and yakks right through parties*

Mr. Toudou: *small nod* I have the PINpoint.

Aoife: *nods*

Mr. Toudou: *gentle hair nuzzle, will bring his wife home*

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