PTE 'verse. Knights' Base on Cybertron. Calling the Old Home Folks.

[dens_extra_pups]

Megatron: *pacing as he gazes at his tablet and ponders what he should write. Even though it's only been three days, he's so used to compulsive snuggling that he doesn't even notice the tall young femme on his back*

Stardrive: *clinging and snuggling and taking care of Megatron as she gets a ride*

Megatron: *absent rumble. He knows he should probably get something written soon, so everyone knows he's still alive, at the very least.... but he's a bit stuck at the moment*

Torque: *found a hollow in one of the walls, has been trying to find any opening she could use to explore it, so she's being unusually quiet today*

Stardrive: *glances at Sissy again as they pass her, then perks at the rumble* What's wrong?

Megatron: *as he carefully steps over Torque's legs* I'm not sure what to write about.

Torque: *much click and talking to herself as she works*

Stardrive: Why do you need write? Didn't you already say all the good stuff?

Megatron: There is still much that needs to be said, and I do need to let people know that I am still alive.

Stardrive: *scoots up slightly and looks over his shoulder* Does that have dimensional capability?

Megatron: Yes... *puzzled look for Stardrive*

Torque: *bit of a victory crow as she ends up half in the hollow space*

Stardrive: *as Terminus' hands appear through the wall and cause Torque to disappear* So you can call the bots you knew before and let them know you're alive. Maybe after that you can let the bots here know.

Megatron: *considering frown as Torque squawks*

Stardrive: They must be really worried. *chin on his shoulder*

Megatron: *more soft rumble, then he'll try and comm the Lost Light from the reality he used to call home*

Torque: *excited chatter in the wall*

Rodimus: *scowls questioningly up at the wall screen and then squawks* //Megatron!//

Megatron: *bit of a wince at the squawk* Hello, Rodimus.

Rodimus: //When did you get back? Do you need pickup?//

Megatron: *quietly apologetic* I'm not back. I do not require pickup.

Rodimus: *scowl deepens as his eyes lighten*

Stardrive: *scoots higher for a better look, then smiles and waves at the guy on the screen*

Rodimus: *another squawk is a go* //What. The. *BLEEP*?!//

Megatron: *wince wince wince*

Stardrive: *frowns* Well that's a jerk thing to say.

Torque: *rowdy noises from the wall*

Megatron: *quietly* Rodimus was not expecting a call.

Stardrive: He was swearing at me. *doesn't blink at a bellow from Terminus and a rattling that knocks bolts out of the wall*

Torque: *NOPE, not writing it!* *THUD THUD THUD DOOM*

Megatron: ... *to Rodimus* Pay no attention to the seismologist in the wall.

Rodimus: *quiet and calm* //Megatron, who the *beep* is that, and why is he on your back?//

Megatron: *squaring his shoulders a bit* Her name is Stardrive, and she is one of my friends.

Stardrive: *scowling* Yeah.

Rodimus: *starts to speak, only to squawk again as Terminus darts past and pauses to wave over Megatron's shoulder, before going back the other way with something large and sharp* o.0

Megatron: Terminus and Torque are dealing with a problem creature that has been digging into the walls.

Torque: UGH. I hate scraplets!

Stardrive: *squeak!* 0_0

Rodimus: *tense* //Do you need help?//

Megatron: *attention on the wall* I think they have it in hand...

Terminus: *bellow of shock* Why did you put that in your mouth???

Rodimus: *green*

Megatron: ... *one with his facepalm* Torque, no eating scraplets!

Torque: It wasn't a scraplet, it was my finger!

Megatron: ... *looking ill now*

Stardrive: Should I call Sparky?

Torque: No! No calling Sparky! *sounds on the verge of a tantrum*

Stardrive: *brows lift as she turns back to Megatron* *softly* She's getting ready for a growth spurt. The scraplets are going to go away and never come back.

Rodimus: *remembers growth spurts, but still* //But maybe Sparky could eat the scraplets.//

Megatron: Torque is nearly the same size Terminus and I are. She is also young.

Rodimus: //But scraplets.//

Megatron: During growth spurts, protoforms need whatever metals they can get their servos on.

Rodimus: //I can send some supplement packs!//

Stardrive: You're a real city slicker sissy, aren't you?

Rodimus: //What?! Scraplets are awful!//

Megatron: *attention going to a squeal of frustration from Torque and bellow of pain from Terminus* ...

Stardrive: Terminus, don't stop her!

Terminus: I didn't! This thing's fast!

Megatron: Do you require assistance in corralling the scraplets?

Rodimus: *meeps as he hears that crunch*

Terminus: Thanks, Torque.

Megatron: *soft snerk* I wonder how much bigger Torque will be after this growth spurt?

Rodimus: *something clicks* //Wait. Navy and tan, white cowboy hat?//

Megatron: *nods* Yes. That is Torque.

Rodimus: *looks over his shoulder as the door opens* //Minimus, it's Megs. He found a Torque.//

Stardrive: *glances down at a movement on the floor, and then squeals and climbs Megatron like a tree*

Megatron: *attention going to the floor* *awks and reflexively bugstomps the scraplet that's trying to escape*

Terminus: Torque, Megatron found one!

Torque: *comes out of the hole, absolutely filthy, and chewing on scraplet bits* Where?

Megatron: *lifts his foot and lets the crushed and disoriented creature scoot toward Torque*

Torque: *grabs the scraplet and heads back into the hole to finish catching scraplets* *more crunching*

Minimus Ambus: //Is everything alright, Megatron? Are you in need of assistance?//

Stardrive: Torque wants the scraplets. *pause and then look toward the new voice* Hi!

Minimus: *slight start* //Er, hello.//

Rodimus: //She's Megatron's friend.//

Terminus: *bad words followed by a thumbs up through the hole*

Minimus: *surprised expression is a go* //I see.//

Megatron: *to Stardrive* Should we let Viisaus know that the scraplet problem has been dealt with?

Stardrive: *attention away from the bots on the screen as she looks down uneasily* Maybe I should tell him they're being dealt with. They don't have them all yet.

Megatron: *small nod* And let him know about Torque's growth spurt. *attention back on the screen* Torque and Terminus are dealing with the scraplets.

Rodimus: ... //And Torque's a growing girl.//

Minimus: *and you thought Megatron could make funny noises, Stardrive?*

Stardrive: *distracted from talking to Bubby over comms as she looks questioningly at the tablet to see what that sound was*

Megatron: *trying so hard not to snicker* *will nod solemnly* As I said, Torque is young. As is her sister.

Stardrive: *attention back to her call* Yeah, so I have to wait to marry Megatron.

Rodimus: *snap is nearly audible*

Megatron: *seriously* I will be assisting Viisaus with locating a suitable mech for Torque.

Minimus: //...I... see.// *just a bit brain broken now*

Stardrive: *suddenly tips down so that she's hanging backward by her knees from Megatron's shoulders* *the sound of shooting follows*

Rodimus: //Uh... What's she doing?//

Megatron: *quick glance* Herding scraplets.

Minimus: //...// *wondering to himself about the changes in Megatron's demeanor*

Rodimus: //You've got someone sitting on you and hanging on you, and you aren't even growling at her.// *sounds a bit outraged*

Megatron: *simply* Things have changed, Rodimus.

Rodimus: *frowns and studies the guy on the screen, then goes wide-eyed with horror* //Minimus, it's scraplets masquerading as Megatron.//

Stardrive: *flips back up* What?

Megatron: *facepalm*

Minimus: *frowning at Rodimus now* //Really, Rodimus?// *Yes, he snarks*

Rodimus: //Well look at him!// *gestures to the screen* //Megatron doesn't act like that!"

Stardrive: *frowns at the stupids as she leans down to kiss Megatron on his head*

Minimus: //...// *frowning more as Rodimus spazzes about that*

Megatron: *calmly* Stardrive, her creche sister, and their older brother trust me.

Viisaus: *peeks into the room and waves a kicking scraplet* Torque, I found one.

Rodimus: *girly scream*

Torque: *hand out of the hole. Gimme*

Megatron: *to Viisaus* My attempt to let the Lost Light's crew know I am alive and well isn't going as planned, Viisaus. *why no, he's not amused at Rodimus' behavior, not him*

Viisaus: *distracted from where he's stepped in to fill the gimme hand. Peers over his spectacles* What seems to be the problem?

Megatron: Rodimus seems convinced that I am a pile of scraplets impersonating myself. *why yes, that IS a dig at you, Rodimus*

Torque: *from the hole* He doesn't smell like noms!

Viisaus: *nods* I was going to say, Torque would have eaten him by now, if Whirl didn't. *kicks the wall where he hears something scrambling*

Terminus: AWK! *BLEEEP*

Rodimus: *keels over backward without even folding at all*

Blaster: *hysterical laughter in the background*

Minimus: *looks over his shoulder* //...// *headshake, attention back to the screen* //You are certain you do not require assistance?//

Terminus: *from the wall* We got this!

Minimus: //I see.// *clearly trying to remember if there is protocol for this sort of situation* //If you are certain, then... Please do not hesitate to contact us should that status change.//

Megatron: *trying hard not to smirk at how by-the-book Minimus is being right now* We shall contact you if we do require assistance.

Orion: *shoots past the door* Roller, get that away from me!

Roller: *laughter as he follows, chasing his friend and commander with a dead scraplet*

Torque: *head out of the hole*

Viisaus: *uncertainly peers through the door, and then hastily backpedals as Orion comes racing past again the other way*

Blaster: *from where he's come to stand by Minimus* //Wow. Megatron's having fun.//

Minimus: //... I see at least four protocol violations occurring.//

Megatron: ... *amused facepalm*

Blaster: *sideways look* //They probably have different protocol there. Look at who that green guy is.//

Minimus: *frowning again and studying the screen*

Roller: Whoops! Sorry, Viisaus!

Megatron: *now it's his turn to have amusement make his optics sparkle* It seems Roller steamrolled Viisaus the Just.

Minimus: *startled sound*

Viisaus: *from the floor* I'm alright.

Stardrive: *upside down again to wave helpful hands at Bubby*

Megatron: *moves to pick Viisaus up and shake some dents out of the younger mech*

Torque: *back in the hole to make sure the scraplets are totally gone*

Stardrive: *waves at Blaster and Minimus instead of helping Bubby, her grin wide and upside down*

Blaster: *snerk* //That girl knows how ta live.//

Minimus: //... I suppose.// *sounds so confused and uncertain*

Viisaus: *looks at the screen as he's lifted to his feet, then takes it from the bot Megatron handed it to while rescuing him* Thank you, Terminus.

Terminus: You got it, boss. *sound of a large bot crawling into the wall*

Minimus: *surprised sound as he gets a good look at Viisaus*

Torque: *whoops and then there's more thudding and doom coming from the hole*

Viisaus: Oh, am I famous in your reality too? *kindly and slightly derpy smile*

Blaster: *awe has rendered him silent*

Tailgate: *pops into sight from below* //Vissaus the Just? COOOOOL!//

Megatron: *will get the dead scraplet from Roller, and then look down into the hole, waiting for Torque or Terminus so he can drop it on one of them*

Minimus: //...My apologies, but you do not look like the image in the historical records.//

Viisaus: Can you show me the picture? *doesn't blink at a bellow of shock and terror from Terminus that's followed by Megatron and Stardrive laughter*

Blaster: 0_0 //Megatron's laughing, and it doesn't sound scary.//

Roller: *also laughing now that he understands why Megatron wanted the dead scraplet*

Minimus: *sending the historical image to the tablet*

Viisaus: *studies the picture, then laughs softly* Why, the Viisaus in this picture is at least four hundred vorns old. I'm still in in my twenties.

Minimus: //... I see.//

Torque: *gonna climb out of the hole and ask Roller where he found the dead scraplet*

Roller: *shifty eyes*

Torque: *wibble*

Roller: I have savoury silicon.

Torque: *frown as she considers the offer*

Megatron: *to Stardrive* We should get her some fuel from the Black Dog.

Stardrive: *arm on top of his head* That's where Roller got the silicon. It's long like turbofox tongues.

Torque: Is there metal in it?

Roller: No.

Viisaus: *ignoring this as he tries to get Minimus to respond*

Tailgate: *slowly poking Minimus in the eye*

Minimus: *brain broken expression*

Torque: *froowwwwwwwn*

Megatron: *will check his subspace for anything he can part with that has metal in it*

Roller: *steps in, stoops down, reaches into the hole... and then hurtles past behind Viisaus as Terminus sets both feet against Torque's bum and pushes*

Torque: *SQUEAL!!!!*

Roller: Yeeep!

Minimus: *startles badly* 0_0

Megatron: *now trying to reassure Torque, who has started crying*

Terminus: *guilty and apologetic muttering*

Megatron: I think we need a trip to the Black Dog for metallic fuels.

Blaster: *perks* //Party?//

Viisaus: Yes, could you reserve the large circular booth for us, if it's empty?

Blaster: //You got it, man!//

Tailgate: *flails and tips out of sight*

Blaster: //Whoops!// *saves the minibot!*

Rodimus: //What the... Tailgate, why were you standing on my face??//

Blaster: *grabs Tailgate and runs off cackling*

Rodimus: //HEY!// *automatic chase response!*

Viisaus: *pleasantly* Minimus, can you hear me?

Minimus: //Er... yes.// *gives himself a shake*//What's the situation?//

Viisaus: I think you may have lost your PINpoint.

Minimus: //...// *checks for his PINpoint, then he's politely signing off before going after Blaster*

Megatron: If all else fails, I can always go get him. *still comforting Torque*

Vissaus: *offers to trade tablet for little sister*

Megatron: *trade successful*

Torque: *fussing and still a bit upset, Bubby!*

Viisaus: *goes to one knee by sister* *grin* Torque. Party.

Torque: *wibbles and nods*

Viisaus: I don't suppose you want a shower first?

Torque: *blink. Blink* Party first.

Viisaus: Er. That doesn't really make sense. Look at you.

Roller: *pat pat for the back of the girl laying on top of him*

Torque: *frowwwwn*

Megatron: *trying not to snicker at the situation in front of him*

Viisaus: *used to sister's love of dirt* Alright. Let's go eat. *looks up at a surprised sound from Orion*

Orion: *looking disbelieving as he gazes down at his best friend* Roller, what are you doing?

Roller: *deep voice full of amusement* I'm a bed.

Torque: *blink. Look* Oh. Hi.

Roller: Hi. Can I come to the party?

Torque: *blinks and thinks about this, then looks to Megatron*

Megatron: *amused* You have to let him up first, Torque. *looks to Orion as the youngster moves to let Roller up off the floor* Would you like to join us?

Orion: If I come, we have to invite everyone. *doesn't blink as Whirl makes herself explosively known in the distance*

Stardrive: So it's going to be a big party? Yayy!

Megatron: There will be room for everyone, Orion.

Orion: *looks toward a joyful screech* ...

Viisaus: Whirl's been eating buzz powder again. *chuckle*

Megatron: There are other youngsters she can play with at the Black Dog.

Roller: Oh, loosen up for once, Orion. If the oldbots want to have fun, it should be alright for us.

Terminus: *sneezing rock dust and chuckling*

Viisaus: *amusedly* I don't think this is an argument you will win, Orion.

Orion: *huffs a sigh* We can't really afford to be drunk right now.

Stardrive: *weird look for the sound Terminus' tank just made*

Terminus: *dots at his belly, then looks up at his best friend* When did I eat last?

Megatron: *informs Terminus of when the last time the other mech ate was. Looks to Orion* We would not be drinking, We would be consuming energon and beneficial minerals.

Torque: *setting up to fuss. Wants to get going!*

Whirl: *scoots in and fills the fuss with white powder*

Torque: *startles and gives Whirl a 0.o look*

Orion: *gets Whirl in a headlock* Oh alright. Roller, will you let the others know?

Roller: *bounces to his feet and bounds to the door* You got it, 'Rion.

Stardrive: *realizes where she's sitting and slips down to the floor to go talk to Sissy* Should we bring Sparky?

Torque: *muffled click as she considers*

Viisaus: *gently, to Torque* Didn't you make her a new collar?

Torque: *perks and scoots to go get the pretty!*

Stardrive: *so much bounce! And then runs away to help Roller tell the others*

Orion: *acks and drops Whirl* Did you lick me?

Whirl: *big optic'd, innocent expression is a go*

Orion: *examines the underside of his arm* Ugh. What kind of buzz powder is that?

Whirl: *snickerfit*

Terminus: *looks back and forth from the youngling to the commander* What's wrong with it?

Orion: *displays purple streak on his arm*

Terminus: ... Gross.

Megatron: *facepalming*

Viisaus: We should get some cleaning wipes while we are at the Black Dog.

Orion: *rubs at his arm and sighs, then glances questioningly at Megatron as he hears the elder bot sigh too*

Megatron: *quietly* My back is cold.

Orion: *perks and chuckles* That's what you get for playing matchmaker for me and Ariel.

Megatron: *thrrpts, but his optics are sparkling a bit. He's not even sorry*

Terminus: *laughing now*

Viisaus: *as he moves to check on Torque* You two do make for a pretty couple.

Orion: It's not a good time for relationships right now, Viisaus.

Megatron: *quietly* I've heard it said that having a woman at one's side makes any battle easier.

Orion: *doubtful look*

Terminus: Genius wisdom! *on his feet* Viisaus, do you think your sister'll be there?

Viisaus: *looks out of the room where Torque is* It's a possibility, Terminus.

Terminus: I better get cleaned up. *thunders out of the room*

Orion: *face palm* No. *follows Terminus*

Megatron: *chuckles softly and shakes his head before moving to help Viisaus wrangle Torque and Sparky*