hsv. Fort Lennox. Second Chances and New Family Part 2

[dens_extra_pups]

Continued from here



Keepsake: *just PINpointed in with Snarl right behind her sister's bench*

Kriti: *startles and topples off her bench with a squeak*

Eclipse: *looks over the arm of her own bench with interest* Wow, you can really catch some wind, Kriti.

Keepsake: *meanwhile, is frowning with a puzzled expression at the gold and orange guy*

Snarl: *has her fingers in the package of food Uncle Wake is holding*

Ceres: *yap, chat, flirt!*

Keepsake: *slowly* 'Clipsie, who's that guy?

Eclipse: My twin brother, Solar Flare.

Keepsake: 0_0 Oh *unprintably creative*. How'd we forget about something like that?

Solar Flare: Once we're all sitting and eating, I can tell you. *grin*

Kriti: *working her way back up to the bench, and dusting herself off in the meantime*

Ceres: *IS EXPLORIN', MAMA!* *crawling through the drifts of bougainvillea leaves on the pebbled floor*

Keepsake: *plunks down by her sister* I'm ready.

Wheeljack: *passing out containers of nom* *no, he didn't bring any eating utensils*

Kriti: Let me get Ceres. *moves to retrieve the sparklet*

Ceres: *happy wriggling and commentary, but then pauses as he hears another bitty yapping and looks toward the door*

Bluestreak: *squeal! Run to hug Solar Flare!* *was bringing the eating tweezers because Wheeljack asked her to*

Silverstreak: *clicks and chirps, then gives this new big a lick. He smells like the nom Mama just took away from him*

Solar Flare: Ack! *laughs and gently disengages from chattering mom to take baby brother and cuddle the bitty in a way that he'd never done before* Hey... look at you. You gonna show your nephew the ropes?

Bluestreak: *startled squeak*

Ceres: *yap yap yap, flirt!*

Wheeljack: Hold on. Nephew? *looks toward the blue girl and the chatty bitty that she's trying to keep from facefooding* ... Dangit. I'm old.

WakeJumper: *SNERK* I'm not even going to go there, this time.

Eclipse: *calmly* Then Wake, Solar, Kriti, and I are, too.

Wheeljack: *cheerfully, as he pats the suddenly flailspazzing Bluestreak on the back* Yous don't have two grandkids.

Eclipse: We will, someday.

Wheeljack: So you ain't old now. *pauses and studies WakeJumper* ...Even though yer older than when I saw ya last. Oh, Op's gonna love this.

WakeJumper: About six vorns older, now.

Eclipse: *nods as she cuddles Lumen and shows him a dish of food*

Wheeljack: Daaang. *looks at Solar Flare* You too? *then blinks and lets his wife go*

Bluestreak: Oh, Eclipse, look. This gets them messy, but it's so cute, and they love trying to be big. *chat chat chat as she sets a dish of the mini meganoodles on the floor and then ganks Silverstreak from his brother and sets him next to it*

Grimlock: *pleased sound as he watches* Me Grimlock like watching baby picnic.

Ceres: *yap yap yap, issa happy babby!*

Kriti: *will set Ceres down next to Silverstreak*

Lumen: *SQUEAL! Point! Wants in on the funtimes down there, Mama!*

Eclipse: *meeps and chatters to her little son* I don't know, Lumen. Do you like baths? I mean, I know you did before, but a lot of babies don't and I'm not sure you remember that you did... *talk talk*

Lumen: *getting insistent, and loud, with his squealing and pointing*

Solar Flare: *laughs and walks over to baby gank, then sets his little nephew on the floor next to the other small sparklets* How can anybody related to Wake hate water?

Silverstreak: *noodle in each hand, squish! Grins and clickstorms to the other bitties*

Lumen: *chirp, chatter, reach for noodles!*

Ceres: *laughs and clickstorms*

Wheeljack: Heh. That is cute. So long as you don't think 'a Silverstreak urkin' on me first.

Eclipse: *innocently* Maybe pick someone else to aim him at next time?

Bluestreak: *wide eyes* That would be mean!

Wheeljack: Grimlock, you want some noodles?

Grimlock: *flops down and lays his chin on the floor* Me Grimlock just eat car door and lots of big bugs. Me good.

Wheeljack: *stares*

Eclipse: Eww. *giggle*

WakeJumper: *stretches, then sighs* We might as well call Optimus.

Wheeljack: Optimus're both helpin' move Beau's house. They can't come yet. *walks over to settle his butt onto the paving next to the babies, and then reaches to accept a dish of mini noodles from Solar Flare*

WakeJumper: *surprised* Move Beau's house?

Wheeljack: Yeah. Out here ta Fort Lennox. *gets wife swatted for trying to eat without eating tweezers*

Solar Flare: Now it's Fort Lennox? When did it get a name?

Wheeljack: *grins at him* When it started bein' a town.

Kriti: *amused headtilt*

Bluestreak: *as she gives tweezers to her husband* We've got apartments for all the families except Perceptor's and Starscream's. And there's a hospital, and this administrative building, lots of laboratory buildings, and even a store! *scoldy sound to Wheeljack. Stop trying to feed her when she's talking!*

WakeJumper: We also have two Optimuses and Elitas, now.

Solar Flare: ...So that wasn't a brain fart. *shakes his head, and then comes over to take the squished noodle that his son is waving at him*

Eclipse: *quieter* We got them the same day Deluge and Downrush died.

Solar Flare: *winces and looks down for a moment, then leans back and reaches to touch WakeJumper's leg in a silent gesture of sympathy*

WakeJumper: *slight nod, acknowledging the gesture*

Bluestreak: *stuffs noodles in his mouth*

WakeJumper: *muffled sound of surprise*

Eclipse: *winglets UP! And then she's cracking up*

Kriti: *snickerfit*

Solar Flare: *blinks, and then cracks up himself* I love my mom.

Ceres: Mamama! :D *smears noodle on Daddy*

Kriti: *laughs* Ceres! Be nice to your dad!

Ceres: *quizzical itty bitty look. Then points and babbles. Was sharin', Mama!* Mamamamama!

Wheeljack: Okay, so we're sittin', and we're eatin'. Let's hear the story.

Solar Flare: *he'll have to get back to you on that, Dad. He's trying to lick his leg*

Silverstreak: *can NOT believe the funny that Bubby is doing*

Eclipse: *finger in sibling's side!*

Solar Flare: *waves her off and continues to contort. Must get noms!*

WakeJumper: *muffled snerk at mate's perplexed expression, will poke a different spot that he's pretty sure is out of reach of Kriti's fingers*

Solar Flare: *goodnaturedly irritated look* You and Kriti know what happened. Let me eat.

WakeJumper: Yeah, but your folks don't, so start spillin'.

Bluestreak: *so amazed at how her son is acting that she's speechless*

Solar Flare: *contorts again* You start spilling. Or Kriti, why don't you go?

Sweep: *shifts to bot mode and comes to see if he can eat with the bitties. They look like they're having a lot of fun* *chirp, tweet. Try the tweet again a few times*

Ceres: *shares with Bubby!*

Kriti: Ah... I... *am suddenly shy*

Solar Flare: *to WakeJumper* If I don't get this off of here I'll itch. Seriously. *and he just trusted you with a weakness*

WakeJumper: You can use the washracks in Eclipse's 'n my quarters. All the washracks're in the apartments and family homes, so they're safe from Sunstreaker and Sideswipe... And they don't mess with the human ones in the barracks.

Solar Flare: Actually, we're moving into that apartment on the other side of Mom and Dad's from you. *lick a leg, to bitty delight*

Wheeljack: *starts tapping his foot*

WakeJumper: Okay, but your dad's still waiting for an answer.

Eclipse: *focusing on reassuring Kriti*

Solar Flare: *quietly, over private channel* //Wake. I can't tell Dad that I tried to offline myself. Why are you being so pig-headed? You know the whole story.//

WakeJumper: //Because he needs to hear it from you, and because you're the one who got forgotten by most of the people in this reality. And because you need the closure.//

Eclipse: *intakes deeply. Quietly* We grew up too fast the first time, Dad. Solar tried to blow himself up, but he wound up in the River. *absently stirs her meal with her tweezers*

Wheeljack: *strangled sound* Whaat?

Eclipse: *eyes on her fuel* He was all that was keeping me sane enough to function.

Wheeljack: *eyes well up with tears*

Bluestreak: *WIBBLE*

Kriti: He was partially Exiled. The trade off was that less than one percent of the population of this reality would remember him in exchange for Eclipse being stable and fully functional instead of a panicked, barely-functioning mess when she wasn't comatose.

Solar Flare: *can speak now, his voice quiet* The River's a peaceful place. You just can't freak out there. *smiles and takes the squished noodle he's offered, then looks up at his parents* And while I was there, dreaming of a beautiful blue lady, I grew up.

Kriti: *ducks her head slightly, winglets buzzing softly*

Ceres: *gleeflails about sharing with Daddy, then falls over on his back and rolls onto his front* :D

Lumen: *clickstorm!*

Solar Flare: *helps his tiny son sit up again* Then I was sent to the Sign Nexus, before it was the Backwater. I read about other realities, and I saw exactly what I was saving my sister from. And then this gorgeous blue lady grabbed me right where I squeak and nearly made me leak oil in public.

Wheeljack: *sniggerfitcry*

Kriti: *reach, patpat a Wheeljack knee*

Bluestreak: *is hiding against her husband's side*

Silverstreak: *doesn't notice this. Just tried "Chubby Bunny" with noodles*

Keepsake: *quiet snerking as she watches baby brother*

Kriti: *sitting up now, amused winglet flick*

Eclipse: *hand up over mouth, is snickerfitting*

Sweep: *looks around, and then recites an old lesson as he runs to climb up by Kriti* Daddy is NOT a *bleeping* squeak toy!

Wheeljack: *sauce out the intakes*

Kriti: *jaw. DROPS. And then the tiny femme is cracking up*

Solar Flare: I don't mind anymore, Sweep. Just don't poke me right now, okay?

Sweep: *doesn't seem to have heard, he's chrrring hopefully and making cute at Kriti*

Kriti: *circulating air and having to lean forward a bit in order to cool off and not make herself dizzy*

Keepsake: *is gentle hands on the smaller femme's shoulders. Quietly* Here, lean back and let Sweep feed you. He's good at it.

Kriti: *small nod, works on leaning back*

Keepsake: *helps*

Solar Flare: *concerned look toward his wife as he sends supportive feelings over the bond* Do you have any more questions, Dad and Ma?

Kriti: *quiet reassurances over the bond. She's fine, don't worry. This won't make her sick. She's just a little tired, is all*

Bluestreak: How old is Ceres? He doesn't seem very old, but that could just be me seeing things...

Solar Flare: *slight nod to Kriti, and then gently sits Ceres up again* He's three days old.

Ceres: *chatter, chat, squee* :D

Lumen: *looks at the food and then burps softly. Looks at Mama appealingly* Ferno! Ferno! *clickstorm!*

Silverstreak: *reaches for Mama and Daddy, yap yap yap!*

Eclipse: *quietly* Wake delivered him. *searching subspace for the firetruck that was Lumen's lovie the first time around*

Solar Flare: Yeah. But I really missed Keepie at the delivery. *thoughtful frown at his nephew and brother* You guys need baths before cuddles.

Lumen: *clickstorm! Needs no bath!*

WheelJack: *baby bathtub out of pocket* Let's get those kids clean so they can nap.

Kriti: *spacing out a bit as she's fed, kind of working on autopilot at this point*

Sweep: *chirring and making sure he gets the noms in Kriti's mouth and not on her front*

Bluestreak: *moving to get the hose and talking about the baby bathtub, the neighbors who use the human apartment courtyard for drying laundry, and about the time she helped with that*

WakeJumper: *moving to clean up the remains of lunch*

Eclipse: *moving to fuss over Kriti and Sweep a bit, has found mini-Inferno, but will wait until Lumen's been scrubbed clean to give the firetruck to the sparklet*

Snarl: *climbs over Grimlock-Bubby from where she'd been being invisibob* Me Snarl eat leftovers!

WakeJumper: *laughs* Alright. *will set the leftovers where Snarl can reach them easily*

Solar Flare: *singing to babies as he sticks them in the tub*

Lumen: *such clickstorm!*

Silverstreak: *yap yap yap!*

Ceres: *chat chat chat, big optics are a go!*

Kriti: *slight startle when Sweep abandons ship to investigate the tub time* *to Keepsake* Did someone say something?

Solar Flare: *glances up*

Keepsake: Yeah. I said ya better lay down. *gentle guiding hands*

Kriti: *quietly* Oh... Alright. *small nod* Lemme let Doc out so he doesn't worry about Ceres...

Ceres: *YAP YAP YAP! Wants his friend, Mama!*

Keepsake: *pauses as she lifts Kriti, and then scans the box that the little blue femme had been sitting on* What the...

Wheeljack: *frowns and scans too* Whoa, I don't even know what the heck that is.

Doc: *is a soft purking and chirping from the blue box*

Kriti: He's a common pet on one of the worlds I've worked on... He was my pet first, but then he decided he belongs to Ceres. *slight quirk of a smile* Crazy thing.

Wheeljack: That don't tell me what 'e is. Or what 'e might be carryin'.

Kriti: He's been through quarantine already... He's a type of raptor.

Keepsake: *gently lays Kriti down on a drift of leaves and then reaches for the box* Raptor? Like those things on that movie?

Wheeljack: *earlights flash with dismay* Those things ate humans.

Kriti: He's fully grown, and smaller than me.

Solar Flare: *without looking up* And the only thing that needs to be afraid of him is fruit. They're fully domesticated, and harmless unless you scare 'em into tail whipping. Lumen, better wait to backfire, you might scare the other little guys.

Sweep: Or scare me Sweep! *hands on nose*

Lumen: *thrrrpt*

Solar Flare: *serious and gentle* I'm glad that sound came from this end.

Kriti: *very soft chuckle, has her optics shuttered*

Keepsake: *has picked up the blue box and is unfastening the catch as Bluestreak leans over for a close look*

Doc: *purk purk purk! Can hear the catch being opened!*

Keepsake: *as a little copper hand grips the edge of the box and is followed by a bright-eyed head* This ain't no raptor, guys. Nothin' dangerous here at all.

Wheeljack: *frowns* What about those tusks I see stickin' down from the sides'a his mouth?

Keepsake: *touches one of the slightly curving ivory teeth*

Doc: *purk? Purk purk purk!*

Keepsake: This's ivory. *gentle tap against the near tusk*

Doc: *crest up! His crest is a pretty pattern of red and yellow*

Kriti: *mostly asleep* The farmers on Drai examine the tusks 'n then lift the crest. He's showing you how nice he looks.

Bluestreak: Oooooo. It looks like peacock spots! And look, he's standing on the knuckles of his back feet, and... *talk talk*

Solar Flare: *sets a washed and dried Ceres where he can lean against his mother*

Ceres: *yap yap yap, reach for Doc!*

Doc: *purk purk purk! He sees Baby!*

Keepsake: *tweeks the green painted jingle bell that hangs from the aluminium jess around the four foot tall animal's left ankle, then sets him down on the floor and turns him loose* They tie 'em by those things?

Solar Flare: *looks over from drying Silverstreak* Yeah. Sometimes. But we've never tied him. Don't need to. *back to drying baby brother and clicking to Sweep as the little dino adds himself to the tub*

Sweep: *chirrs and splashes about a bit*

Lumen: *chirp chirp chirp!*

Keepsake: *pokes the excitedly displaying Doc* Gowan, dummy. Yer loose.

Doc: *purks and scoots closer to Baby, crooning softly once he's settled next to Baby and Lady*

Ceres: *happy bwee*

Kriti: *turns her head slightly in response to the sound*

Ceres: *can has Friend! Grabs Doc around the neck, loves on the dinosaur-like creature*

Doc: *happy croons and chirps*

Solar Flare: *offers Silverstreak to his mother*

Bluestreak: Ceres won't hurt Doc doing that? *worried mama cuddles for Silverstreak*

Silverstreak: *happy clickstorm*

Solar Flare: *looks over and grins* Nope. Ceres is careful, and Doc's sturdier than he looks. Right, Doc?

Doc: *chirp!*

Kriti: *a bit restless, even as she sleeps in the leaves*

Solar Flare: *dries his hands and grins at WakeJumper* You want to wash Lu?

WakeJumper: *chuckles* Go cuddle your mate. *moving to keep Lumen from escaping the tub*

Sweep: *has Lumen around the neck and is chirping up a storm*

Solar Flare: *up and over by his wife* She's not used to having me outside dreams yet. *reaches into his pocket and takes out a dried stone fruit of a rich orange* Ceres, you wanna give Doc his supper?

Ceres: *happy clamoring that mingles with Doc's excited chirping*

Solar Flare: *carefully puts the fruit into his son's tiny hand, clicking encouragement all the while*

Keepsake: *watches this silently, slowly remembering how her brother used to be*

Ceres: *clickstorm, uses both hands to offer the fruit to Doc*

Doc: *carefully nibbling from the offered fruit, will gently kissie Ceres' fingers*

Ceres: *baby belly laugh at the kissies to his fingers. Does his best to hold the fruit steady*

Doc: *slender hand up to help Baby hold the food*

Bluestreak: Awwwww! *happy rambles and somewhere in there, there's wondering if Doc might like some of the dried fruits available here*

Eclipse: *to Wheeljack* The tusks are like the crest. They're for show, not for hunting or eating.

Wheeljack: *busy taking pictures* Uh huh, yea, 'Clipsie. That's right.

WakeJumper: *laughing as Lumen "boop"s his nose*

Solar Flare: *gentle hand holding his wife's as she sleeps in the coloured leaves* He's had peaches. And the other day he had a fresh pluot.

Keepsake: *chuckles* Looks like he's tryin' ta get juice off Cere's fingers.

Kriti: *probably going to wind up in your lap at some point, Solar. Just like the past few days*

Ceres: *yap yap yap!*

Grimlock: Him Doc is fun pet like him Ferdinand, him Snoopy, and him KitKat?

Solar Flare: He's a fun pet. *grin* Wait. The bull's still here?

Eclipse: *surprised look for brother* Yeah. He's fully grown now.

Solar Flare: Wow. *grins* I guess Ironhide can accept anything after awhile.

WakeJumper: *soft chuckle* You have no idea.

Eclipse: *squeaks as she remembers something that she forgot to mention to Solar Flare earlier*

Solar Flare: *startles slightly and looks quizzically at his sister* -Huh?-

Eclipse: -We've got two Ironhides now. And two Chromias.-

Solar Flare: *drops the next dried fruit bit he was giving to Ceres* Did they get cloned too?

Eclipse: *headshake* No. We got another sibling reality, and Wake brought them here for medical attention.

Ceres: *yap yap yap, gonna try reaching for the Doc nom*

WakeJumper: We've also got one of that reality's Prime's kids, because that reality's Optimus asked Flashpoint to bring the kid here so they'd be safe.

Solar Flare: *concern for the bots in question apparent on his face as he frowns from his sister to her husband*

Keepsake: *snerks softly as tissue paper-like pink and orange leaves fly into the air*

WakeJumper: They're safe now. An alternate of one of the Drachenschwarm offered them a safe place to go, and they went there.

Wheeljack: Flashpoint 'n Air Raid should be comin' home soon. *still taking pictures as the bougainvillea leaves fly*

Ceres: *yapping and flailing his limbs with glee. Toppled over again, but doesn't care, there are pretty things flying through the air around him!*

Doc: *purking and chirping as he tosses leaves into the air and searches for the dropped nom*

Solar Flare: Flashpoint only took Air Raid with her? *grinning as he watches Ceres and Doc play*

Eclipse: Why wouldn't she? They're mates.

Solar Flare: Oh! ...Wow. He won his bet?

WakeJumper: *quietly* That bet nearly killed them both.

Solar Flare: *surprise back to concern* Nearly killed them?

WakeJumper: *nods* Flashpoint was beyond angry when she found out about it, and Air Raid nearly gave up when she blocked her part of the bond from him.

Solar Flare: *sympathy. And then a startled chuckle as he winds up with Kriti curled up in his lap*

Kriti: *soft little sigh, winglets relaxing as she settles into a calmer sleep*

Solar Flare: *gently puts his hand on her back, and then checks on Doc and Ceres*

Doc: *chirping and using his hands to try and put the fruit in Ceres' hand*

Ceres: *clickstorming and trying to hold onto the fruit so Doc can nom*

Keepsake: *follows Solar Flare's gaze* Well scrap. Lookit that. *grin*

WakeJumper: Now that's just cute. *grin* *gets an image and sends it to Sea Star*

Sea Star: //Awwww!//

Eclipse: Awww. Doc really likes Ceres, looks like. *much grin and happy earlights color*

Bluestreak: *getting lots of pictures of the cute! And rambling happily*

Grimlock: *chin still on the floor* Me Grimlock want pet.

Snarl: Me Snarl have THREE pet!

Grimlock: Them stupid fish can't play with you.

Snarl: *contentedly* Them fish play. Her mama tell.

Keepsake: *chuckles* They play, Grimlock. They know soccer.

Grimlock: Huh. *rumbly chuckle as he resumes watching Ceres and Doc*

Torque: *wanders in wearily with Beau on his shoulder. Is headed toward the vending machines over on the far side of the courtyard*

Solar Flare: *attention drawn from the lattice over this courtyard and the two vines sprawling across it* Hey, I don't think I remember that guy.

Wheeljack: *realizes he's got a sleeping sparklet. Softly* Blue 'n I better get Silver ta bed.

WakeJumper: The human's Beau. The mech's Torque. He's a hauler who made planetfall after you left.

Bluestreak: *soft squeak, and then her attention's going to her oldest son* *quietly* You're staying, right?

Solar Flare: *reassuring grin for his mom as he repeats something said earlier* We're moving into the empty apartment next to yours and Dad's.

Bluestreak: *relieved* I'm glad.

Wheeljack: *earlights the colour of a reassuring grin* There, ya see? Now let's get Silver tucked in fer his nap.

Bluestreak: *nods and moves to try and coax Grimlock into standing*

Grimlock: Me comfy.

Wheeljack: Yeah, but you know Silverstreak needs you around so he kin sleep.

Keepsake: Yeah, Grimlock. You said you'd take care of him because he's little. Remember?

Sweep: Him Grimlock chase away under-bed monsters! *nodnod*

Grimlock: *rises to his feet* Right. Me Grimlock remember now. *gently bumps each person with his muzzle and tells them see you soon*

Keepsake: *scritches that big muzzle and then kisses it*

Solar Flare: *chuckles and and gives a quick snug*

Grimlock: Me not bump them little sparklets. Them too little. *bumps WakeJumper instead*

WakeJumper: *soft 'oof', patpats Grimlock's muzzle* See you later, Grimlock.

Grimlock: *happy rumble and then bumps Eclipse*

Eclipse: *hug for the muzzle!*

Grimlock: *gets bumped back by Snarl, and then listens to Wheeljack's urging and follows his parents out of the courtyard* Me Grimlock eat them monsters...

Solar Flare: *watches them go* It's Grimlock that needs the nap?

Eclipse: Yup.

Lumen: *sleepy optics as he clings to mini-Inferno and snuggles back against his mom*

Solar Flare: *chuckles, and then glances to see where Torque went. Is surprised to see a red and blue giant approaching!*

Sweep: *chirrrrup!*

Eclipse: *looks up* *grin*

WakeJumper: Ultra Prime. *nods to the combiner*

Solar Flare: *deep frown that makes Kriti open her eyes* Ultra? What happened to the Optimuses?

Ultra Prime: We're right here. What's the situation, WakeJumper?

WakeJumper: Lumen and Sunhalo were affected by a wish in the Nexus, and are now both sparklets again. And we had two adults from this reality return to it with their own sparklet.

Ultra Prime: *eyes go to the couple in the drift of leaves* ...Solar Flare. And... we have a Kriti. Hrrm.

Solar Flare: *offers a databurst, and then sends the story to the combined Primes, his eyes still bright with surprise*

Ceres: *yap yap yap! Bweeee!*

Doc: *purk purk purk!*

Kriti: *gives the Prime a cross-eyed look*

WakeJumper: *soft chuckle* They also brought their pet with them.

Ultra Prime: *hunkers down to look at Doc* Is it safe for him to be here? *watches as the little animal lifts that brightly patterned crest and stays close to the little green-eyed mechling*

WakeJumper: *nods* Doc's been through quarantine, and he sticks close to his family. He's a fruit-eater, so nobody has to worry about their pets.

Solar Flare: ...Unless somebody had named that fruit fly.

Kriti: *quietly, trying to chase the grogginess from her processor* The IGP said he'd be okay...

Ultra Prime: *nods* Have you worked out quarters?

Solar Flare: Yes, sir. We're going to move in next to Wheeljack and Bluestreak.

Kriti: *slight nod, still trying to focus and see only one Ultra Prime*

Ultra Prime: Welcome home, Solar Flare, Kriti, Ceres. *softly* Bring your family home, Solar Flare. Kriti's in no shape to be out here. *rises to his feet* I'll be at home, having lunch with my family if I'm needed.

Solar Flare: Alright.

WakeJumper: *attention going to Eclipse and Lumen* *quietly* We'd better get Lumen home, too.

Ultra Prime: I'll be checking on Hound's family on my way home. *smile for everyone that holds compassion and concern, and then he turns and strides away*

Torque: *drank the nice cool oil too fast!*

Keepsake: *so DED*

Snarl: Big burp! 0_0

Kriti: *flinches before she can stop herself, has to cling to Solar Flare*

Solar Flare: *torn between amusement and his wife's startlement. Gently holds her close and rubs her back*

Torque: Wow. Sorry, guys. *glances at Beau to see if he's ready to go*

Beau: ... Who's th't? *watching Solar Flare and Kriti*

Torque: I don't know, but it looks like the lady isn't feeling good. We can ask Wake later.

Beau: *small nod, chugs his bottle of water*

WakeJumper: I'll explain later, when things are a little less crazy.

Torque: *nod* Alright.

Ceres: *yap yap yawwwwwn*

Solar Flare: *watches the pair leave, and then looks at WakeJumper* Can you help me with the little ones? My arms are full.

WakeJumper: Sure. *moves to pick Ceres and Doc up*

Lumen: *gonna snuggle against his mama for now, and watch Daddy with sleepy interest*

Doc: *purk purk purk! Crest up!*

Ceres: *bweeee!*

Solar Flare: *knows how to distract and reassure his son* *as he stands* Ceres, does Uncle Wake need kisses?

Ceres: *blink blink, MUST KISSIE*

Keepsake: *laughs much*

Snarl: *jumps up and down happily* Cute baby kissies!

WakeJumper: *laughing muchly now*

Kriti: *soft chuckle, rests her head on Solar Flare's shoulder, and goes back to sleep*

Solar Flare: *grinning as he walks to the door, but then stops as a medium blue lady darts to a stop in front of him and holds up a fringed, purple and blue striped blanket woven from twisted strips of fleece* Whoops! Excuse me.

Kriti: *quiet little sound*

Showtime: Here, she needs a blanket. We can talk more when she's feeling better, though.

Solar Flare: *memory flashes across his face* *quietly, as he lowers his wife so that she can be covered* You know who she is?

Showtime: I've met a few of her alternates in the Nexus. *will gently tuck the blanket around Kriti, clicking softly to the younger femme*

Solar Flare: *still quiet* She's wanted to meet you all her life. *then looks over toward bitty and pet sounds* Wake, tuck them in over here?

Showtime: *as WakeJumper brings Ceres and Doc over* That can wait until she's feeling better. It might take her a bit to get well, but she'll be alright. *speaking from experience*

Solar Flare: *affection for his wife mixed with her own strong and independent nature* Of course she will. *turns to receive bitty and pet* Thanks.

Ceres: *happy bitty! Has his peeps, has his friend, all is right in his world!*

WakeJumper: *goes to get Doc's box*

Doc: *purrrrrrrk?! Confused critter crest as he examines this soft stuff!*

Showtime: Awww!

Solar Flare: *gently, but firmly* Lay down, Doc.

Doc: *chirrs and lays down*

Ceres: *snugga friend and chat*

Solar Flare: *grins at Showtime* Thanks, Sis.

Showtime: Welcome home. *smile*

Solar Flare: *grin goes quiet* Thanks. *attention to his family as he hears a little sigh*

Keepsake: *walks over to poke Showtime*

Showtime: *doorwings up, looks to Keepsake* Yes?

Keepsake: Noogie! *hops on the smaller woman and bears her out of sight*

Snarl: Eee! Her mama tag Aunty back!

Kriti: *is well on her way to being deeply asleep at this point*

Ceres: *snugga Mama, hugga Doc*

Doc: *purk purk purk*

Solar Flare: *as he walks out into the curved corridor with WakeJumper and Eclipse, heading for his family's new home* Noogie tag?

WakeJumper: Yeah... You can only tag your opponent when they've totally forgotten about the game. *will help Eclipse bring Solar Flare and family home*

Solar Flare: Ohhh, so it's The Game tag.

Eclipse: ...Flare, that was mean...


Hound and Desinex's home


Desinex: *still a bit tense as she sits on the couch with Windshard and Sunhalo*

Ridgeback: *happy yapping as he and Daddy play a board game with Grandpa Kup*

Hound: *tosses the yut-sticks and then studies the pattern* You move four places, buddy.

Ridgeback: *much clickerfit as he thinks about how he wants to move his pieces*

Kup: *glances toward Desinex and the bundle in her arms, where Sunhalo is having a clingy snuggle with Windshard. Old man is touched at behind allowed in here while Desinex is feeling stressed* See? Toldja somethin' without programmin' 'n circuits could be fun.

Desinex: *small nod*

Ridgeback: *chirps happily as he moves his pieces.

Hound: I should've known you weren't pulling my leg, Kup. You only do things like that with fuel. *grin*

Kup: What? *grumble* Not my fault yer not bot enough ta take yer high grade.

Hound: *mildly* There's a difference between high grade and fuel line solvent.

Kup: *snorts, and then praises Ridgeback for his move*

Ridgeback: *grins and chirps, then looks to the couch where Mama, Bubby, and Sissy are*

Kup: *looks that way again himself* *to Desinex* How ya feelin', kid?

Hound: *gentle smile toward his wife*

Desinex: *quietly* Still worried. *which actually is an improvement, considering she was growling and snarling earlier whenever she heard people going by in the courtyard*

Kup: You want me to clear out 'n leave you lot be?

Desinex: No.

Kup: Y'sure? *slight hint of that grin*

Desinex: *flatly* Sit your can down. *quieter* The extra security is helping.

Ridgeback: *clickstorm, offers Kup a yut-stick*

Kup: *grin grows, and he gently takes the stick and then gathers up the rest as he sits down* You got it, kid.

Optimus: *turns away from where he'd been standing outside the window, his face holding a smile of relief. Knows that Kup will take good care of Desinex and her family*

((Written with random_xtras))