Nexus. Ax and Nyaan's House, and Elfangor's Family Scoop. Wedding Bells

[dens_extra_pups]

Ax: *glances up from where he's sitting at the table in the little modular home that he had installed just out of sight of his older brother's scoop. Head tilts as he hears more of the rustling from the loft, and then grins and turns his attention back to the sheet of music paper he's writing notes on. Birdsong comes clearly through the force fields that cover the full wall openings on the front and back of the house*

Nyaan: *soft chatter to herself as she tries to make the bed that's up in the loft. Wonders why the heck people make a big deal of doing this, when it's just going to be messed up by people sleeping in the blankets and sheets at the end of the day*

Ax: *forgets the rustling as he becomes engrossed in what he's doing. Starts to softly sing the tune to this new song*

Nyaan: *distracted from attempting to make the bed, will move to peek down at Ax*

Ax: *doesn't notice as the song gains words. Starts writing those on the back of the sheet* *it's a love song, and there is a name in it...*

Nyaan: *ears up*

Ax: *writing and softly singing his heart out*

Nyaan: *small smile, will exit the loft so she can give Ax a big hug*

Ax: *little squeak and a startle as he's suddenly reminded that she's actually there, but then he's turning and pulling her down to sit on his knees and look up at her with unwonted seriousness*

Nyaan: *soft warble, nuzzle*

Ax: *cuddles back* *quietly* Did you know?

Nyaan: *quietly* Not 'til just a little bit ago...

Ax: *leans back a little to look up at her face* When you heard the song?

Nyaan: *small nod, blushing a bit as she thinks of how oblivious she was*

Ax: *snuzzles his face against her arm* I got this house for you.

Nyaan: *blink, soft, questioning warble that the Nexus Translator fails on*

Ax: *lifts his brows slightly* Hchee said to ask you [to give me lots of babies].

Nyaan: ... *one with her facepalm* I'm going to kick my brother's butt.

Ax: *bewildered blinking* What?

Nyaan: *blushing a bit as she explains what Hchee actually told him to say*

Ax: *eyes go wide* What? He said it was supposed to be the words to ask you to marry me!

Nyaan: I know which window is his at the motel, and I know where we can get glitter bombs

Ax: What would Mmona think?

Nyaan: If we told her what Hchee did, she'd understand.

Ax: *anxiety turns into a grin, but then the grin fades* *sadly* This wasn't a very romantic proposal.

Nyaan: *nuzzle* That's alright.

Ax: *face against her arm again. Muffled* ...But you didn't say yes.

Nyaan: *smooch*

Ax: *yeah, anyone who's read the books or the wiki article knows how this dork reacts to anything to do with his mouth. So we'll just ignore him for a minute*

Nyaan: *eventually has to come up for air, will snuggle against Ax*

Ax: *quietly and sounding dazed* Wow... *then a sudden startle* I have to transform!

Nyaan: *up off his lap*

Ax: *reverts to his natural form and then promptly falls off his chair and under the table* -Ack!-

Nyaan: *ears up! Chatter!*

Ax: *thunks his head on the bottom of the table* -Owwwww.-

Nyaan: *must fuss over you now!* *will start by pulling you out from under the table*

Ax: *scrambles to shaky feet and then looks at her uncertainly, one stalk eye squinched shut*

Nyaan: *fusses and loves upon you, Ax*

Ax: *cuddles* *quietly* -I've got a mrrpt-nyaa form now.-

Nyaan: *surprised squeak*

Ax: -It seemed like the right thing to do.-

Nyaan: *much soft chatter and warbling*

Ax: *gently pushes her away, and then transforms to a tall young mrrpt-nyaa man with soft grey skin. If he had fur it would be Russian blue*

Nyaan: *squee, pounce, snuzzle!*

Ax: *squeaks, and then mrrs happily before rubbing his cheek on her and purring*

Nyaan: *so much purr*

Ax: *softly* -Do you want to go see Hormah before we go to Elfangor's place?-

Nyaan: *nod* Yes.

Ax: *shifts back to human and looks at her with teasing in those big brown eyes* You remembered this time?

Nyaan: *light whap on his arm*

Ax: *laughs out loud and offers her that arm*

Nyaan: *will hold onto your arm, Ax*

Ax: *leads her out through the forcefield and off toward the Sanctuary*


supper time


Tobias: *standing and holding Blue as they watch Al show Marco a pro wrestling pin*

Nyaan: *much chatter and suggestions on how to get out of the pin. No, they're not helpful*

Marco: *not-cussing and trying to get out of the pin* Nyaan, you're not helping! *awk!*

Ax: *arm around Nyaan's shoulders as they walk down the front steps* She's got better things to do than help Elfangor twist you into knots*

Nyaan: *chirp, smirk*

Tobias: *sets his squirmy little sister down and then straightens to fold his arms and frown with withdrawn thoughtfulness at Ax*

Ax: *sees the look and sighs inwardly*

Al: *also straightens and looks at the newcomers* Since when does Nyaan not want to jump on Marco?

Nyaan: *soft warble, then* Since Ax proposed.

Marco: Wait, what?

Al: *brows lift as he looks a his brother* Did he?

Loren: *little smile as she looks around from where she'd been looking in the oven*

Ax: *lifts his chin, but he's blushing*

Blue: -EEEEE! Did you?- *jumps at her uncle*

Nyaan: *soft chatter, and she's blushing as well*

Ax: *grunts and then laughs softly as he catches Blue* I proposed, and I married her at the Sanctuary.

Blue: -EEEEE!-

Marco: And we missed it? Aw, maaan.

Ax: *watches Tobias walk out of the room, and his shoulders droop slightly though he keeps a good hold on Blue* Nobody was there but Hormah and some of her family.

Nyaan: *ears down a bit as she watches Tobias leave the room* *soft chatter*

Al: *watches his son go, then exchanges a glance with Loren before looking at the other young people in the room. Sees sad understanding in Ax and Nyaan's eyes, and confusion and indignation in Marco's* *gruffly* Give him time.

Nyaan: *small nod*

Ax: *cuddles Blue and looks toward Marco as the young bot sputters angrily*

Marco: He's being a total jerk! *very miffed*

Ax: *shakes his head softly, cuddling a big-eyed Blue close*

Al: *walks over and puts a hand on Marco's shoulder*

Marco: *so much scowl on his face* *and just a bit of challenge in his eyes*

Al: *softly* Marco, are you angry at Aaron for sitting in the corner in the living room instead of being here in the kitchen with us?

Marco: *quietly* Aaron's lost her whole world twice, and that was after her family abandoned her.

Al: *gruff voice still soft and gentle, though choked with a bit of strong emotion* And so has Tobias. *those eyes still looking into Marco's are dark with guilt and old pain*

Marco: *clearly frustrated at the situation*

Nyaan: *makes a huggy sound from behind them*

Al: *looks over his shoulder and grins*

Tobias: *is squishing Nyaan and Ax*

Loren: *beaming at the three as she holds a gleefully grinning human-form Blue*

Nyaan: *soft, happy chatters as she hugs Tobias and Ax*

Tobias: *quietly and simply* Congratulations.

Ax: *wibbles slightly* Thank you, Tobias. *tries to prove with the force of his hug that he'll never abandon his best friend*

Tobias: *tears appear and make their way down his cheeks* *softly* The dean's going to yell at you for not giving him a heads up.

Ax: 0_0 I forgot.

Nyaan: *squeak*

Al: *looks back at Marco* Do we need to talk about this?

Marco: *soft sigh, all the fight leaving him* *small headshake*

Al: *hauls him close in a strong hug squish, complete with back thumpings*

Marco: *quiet as he hugs*

Nyaan: *big eyes and another squeak as something else occurs to her*

Tobias: *looks at her quizzically*

Ax: What's wrong?

Nyaan: The rest of the Metalworkers! We forgot to tell them!

Ax: Oh. *grin* I asked them before I proposed.

Tobias: *snorts and messes Ax's hair as he lets go and steps back*

Loren: *puts Blue down* I'll get the food ready to travel.

Al: *laughing now as he noogies Marco*

Marco: *awk! Flail!*

Nyaan: *fret* Do Ironhide and his part of the tribe know too?

Ax: Do the squishy part of the tribe ever let them miss something good?

Nyaan: ...Good point.

Al: *punches Marco in the ribs a few times*

Loren: Nyaan, will you help me pack the roast?

Nyaan: *perk* Yes. *scoots to help*

Ax: *watches her go, and then grabs Tobias and hugs him again before his friend can move away*

Tobias: *quietly* I know. ...My head knows.

Al: *just dropped Marco next to them in time for the young bot to catch that exchange*

Marco: *'oofs' as he lands on his butt* *quiet as he hears Tobias' words*

Ax: *also quiet* And knowing is half the battle.

Tobias: *snorts and shoves him away* Jerk. *goes to tend the pot on the stove*

Ax: *slight, wibbly grin as he stoops to offer Marco a hand up*

Marco: *still quiet as he reaches for Ax's hand*

Ax: *pulls him up, and then laughs* Since you're huggable tonight... *squish!*

Marco: Awk! *trying to get out of the hug now!*

Ax: *squish squish squish, and then lets him go. Is still laughing*

Marco: *careful swat at Ax's side*

Ax: *sidesteps and razzes, then looks toward Al as his brother speaks*

Al: Marco, will you get Aaron started on the way to the Metal Worker's compound?

Marco: *nod* Yeah. Just... *tries for a bootshop to Ax's butt*

Ax: *denied! Goes to help Tobias finish up that pot of gravy*

Marco: Revenge will be mine! *goes to get Aaron and let her know what's going on*

Aaron: *looks up from where she'd been intently staring at the blank end of the couch*

Marco: Ax and Nyaan got married

Aaron: *surprised, and then upset* *softly* And I missed it because I was hiding.

Marco: All of us missed it, Aaron. They went to Hormah's to get married.

Aaron: *upset fades slightly* Oh.

Marco: They're making it up to us though. Nyaan's tribe is having a dinner to celebrate, and we're invited.

Aaron: *shrinks back slightly, looking frightened*

Marco: And I think Eclipse'll be there, too.

Aaron: *bites her lip and struggles to be brave* Oh. Good. *doesn't realize how much she's shaking*

Marco: *moves to offer a hug* *quietly* We don't have to go if you don't want to.

Aaron: You don't get to go to any parties because of me. *sniffles*

Marco: *quietly* What matters more is that you're happy.

Aaron: *shakes her head. But then she startles, grabs the front of his shirt, and looks toward the kitchen door as Nyaan calls out excitedly*

Nyaan: WakeJumper's here with his little daughter!

Marco: *gentle backrub for Aaron, looks to the kitchen door* Wait... He's got a daughter now?

Aaron: *turns back to stare at him* I told you about her.

Marco: ... I thought it was a different WakeJumper.

Aaron: Oh... *sadness wibble at her own lack of story telling ability* Um. Can we go see?

Marco: *nods and offers to help Aaron to her feet* Yeah.

Aaron: *up she comes, then overbalances and bumps into him*

Marco: *makes sure she doesn't fall* Whoops.

Aaron: *softly* Sorry sorry...

Marco: *gentle hug* It's okay.

Aaron: *hugs, but she can't help looking toward Nyaan's happy yapping*

Marco: Let's go say 'hi'?

Aaron: *hesitant nod nod*

Marco: *will help her out to where WakeJumper is*

WakeJumper: *perks at sight of the first people to come out of the scoop and looks up from the tiny form who is cuddled against his chest* Hey, guys. Anybody need a ride?

Marco: *looks to Aaron* *quietly* Do we need a ride?

Aaron: *quietly, despite her shaking* I like WakeJumper.

Nyaan: *squees and glomps WakeJumper's leg*

Aaron: *nearly peed her pants at the squee*

WakeJumper: Easy, Nyaan, you scared Aaron and Dropkick.

Nyaan: *ducks her head, soft warble of apology*

Marco: *cuddling Aaron and softly reassuring her that there's no danger*

WakeJumper: *gently touches Nyaan's head* Is she alright, Marco? *can tell, but asking will reassure the nervous girl and her protector*

Marco: *checking*

Aaron: *nods and forces herself to open her eyes and look up* I... I'd like a ride.

WakeJumper: *gentle clicks, will carefully crouch and offer his hand to Aaron and Marco*

Dropkick: *peeks over the edge of the other hand, then seems to space out*

Marco: *will gently guide Aaron to the big hand*

Aaron: *steps as carefully as she can, so she only stumbles twice. Is soon seated as securely as a girl who can trip sitting down can sit*

Marco: *supporting her and making sure she won't trip*

WakeJumper: *carefully brings his hand to his chest, clicking softly all the while*

Aaron: *timid but friendly look for Dropkick*

Dropkick: *sees no look. She's not looking at anything around them*

Aaron: *uncertain worry as she glances to Marco*

Marco: *concerned frown* *quietly* Is she okay?

WakeJumper: *looks down from watching the loading of stuff into his basket that he brought* Hmm?

Marco: *nods toward Dropkick*

WakeJumper: *glances at his daughter with affection* She will be. She's just coping with a lot right now.

Aaron: *draws up her knees and puts her face on them*

Marco: *small nod, turns attention to comforting Aaron*

WakeJumper: *soft clicks for Dropkick and the other two, and then looks down to check on his basket. Quirks a brow plate at the young woman curled in one end of the top shelf* Comfy?

Nyaan: *chatters and nods*

WakeJumper: *slight chuckle* Anyone else want a ride?

Elfangor: *looks up with one stalk eye from chasing Blue around* -We're good.-

Ax: *happy buck and then a rear before he goes galloping off toward the Lost Highway*

Blue: *her sign pops up with a squeal as she sets out after her uncle*

Marco: *soft snerk*

WakeJumper: *watches them go, then ducks slightly as Tobias swoops past his head* Alright, alright, I'm going. *shuts the basket full of food and Nyaan, and then picks it up by the handle and sets out toward the Metal Workers' home*

Marco: *will make sure Aaron won't trip, and enjoy the ride to the Metal Workers' home*

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