There's a bright flash of light, and suddenly, a blue Corvette ZR1 is occupying a parking space near a mall. "...well, that was interesting...Jazz, did you make it here alright?"
Showtime nods, "yeah, that's probably what she was, this time..."
Perceptor, on the other hand, doesn't seem so convinced, but oh well. "Perhaps this is a mystery best left for another day..."
Showtime frowns, before voicing her concerns. "I wonder how long it'll take for things to get wrapped up with WakeJumper and Eclipse...I bet Wheeljack, Bluestreak and WakeJumper's teammates are all worried sick..."
Showtime nods, "Yeah...that's probably a good idea...But maybe we should wait for them to get here...I think WakeJumper's teammates would rather not wait too long to get him back after getting word that he's alright...especially Deluge...She's a bit protective of him..." Showtime chuckles a bit.
Perceptor has an amused look on his faceplates. "Indeed...even when he was still in a youngling protoform...if he wasn't with the other Aquabots, or pestering Ratchet, he was usually napping on Deluge in the common room..."
"Heh, sounds like a good mama." The spinning staff makes another pass, then loops behind Jazz's back before he catches it and straightens. "Incomin'. But... there's somethin' I gotta tell ya about Dready. He's mine. But he's Decepticon. As a matter of fact he's the head 'Con for our reality."
Showtime frowns a bit, concern flashing across her faceplate momentarily, before she remembers that WakeJumper and 'Dready' know one another. "Thanks for the warning..."
Perceptor raises an optic ridge, but he simply nods, before glancing down at Bumblebee. "Perhaps it would be best if I contact the Aquabots now..." He opens up a comm line with someone, and is soon in the middle of a conversation.
"You tellin' tales on me, old man?" There's the swish of a PINpoint, and an incredibly deep, smooth voice speaks from overhead as a massive black spiky mech appears. He lowers a mirrored visor over the soft brown optics that he inherited from his male creator and looks from Showtime to Perceptor, then sees Bumblebee and cracks a grin despite himself at her sudden flailing and squeaking. "Just wait, runt. Got my hands full right now."
Showtime lets out a surprised squeak the moment the black mech appears, optics wide and doorwings held at a high angle. Even with Jazz's warning about the mech being a Decepticon, that wasn't enough to prepare the sniper for just how big the mech is.
Perceptor, gentlemech that he is, gives a polite nod to the mech, and chuckles when Bumblebee starts squeaking and flailing. "It seems we have nothing to fear, Showtime..."
Dreadnought gently lays WakeJumper down, resting his hand on the younger mech for a moment till he's sure he wasn't startled by the move, then he reaches up and opens a storage compartment to one side of his spark as he tells Perceptor, "You can let her go."
"That," says Jazz, grinning widely, "Is one 'a our sparklets. That's my Caleendi."
Dreadnought snorts at him, then lowers the tiny silver femme to where the others can see her. Caleendi is only about the size of a common house cat, and her big blue optics, little bent legs, and softly curled fists suggest an organic infant.
And Bumblebee is going absolutely ape with joy at the sight of her.
Showtime and Eclipse both let out squeals of delight at the sight of Caleendi. Both femmes transform to alt, and then there are two holoforms, one with long red and gold hair, a jacket and glasses, and one with short orange-ish hair, and what looks like an orange mechanic's jumpsuit.
Showtime's holoform, the one with glasses, approaches Caleendi and Dreadnought first. "She's adorable!"
He looks up at Perceptor, then to Showtime. "That wasn't a teleport."
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Perceptor, on the other hand, doesn't seem so convinced, but oh well. "Perhaps this is a mystery best left for another day..."
Showtime frowns, before voicing her concerns. "I wonder how long it'll take for things to get wrapped up with WakeJumper and Eclipse...I bet Wheeljack, Bluestreak and WakeJumper's teammates are all worried sick..."
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Perceptor has an amused look on his faceplates. "Indeed...even when he was still in a youngling protoform...if he wasn't with the other Aquabots, or pestering Ratchet, he was usually napping on Deluge in the common room..."
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Perceptor raises an optic ridge, but he simply nods, before glancing down at Bumblebee. "Perhaps it would be best if I contact the Aquabots now..." He opens up a comm line with someone, and is soon in the middle of a conversation.
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"You tellin' tales on me, old man?" There's the swish of a PINpoint, and an incredibly deep, smooth voice speaks from overhead as a massive black spiky mech appears. He lowers a mirrored visor over the soft brown optics that he inherited from his male creator and looks from Showtime to Perceptor, then sees Bumblebee and cracks a grin despite himself at her sudden flailing and squeaking. "Just wait, runt. Got my hands full right now."
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Perceptor, gentlemech that he is, gives a polite nod to the mech, and chuckles when Bumblebee starts squeaking and flailing. "It seems we have nothing to fear, Showtime..."
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Bumblebee's squeaks grow more insistent, and then suddenly there's an answering squeak from somewhere inside Dreadnought's chest.
Jazz perks as he catches it. "You got my grandbaby?"
"Mmmhmm, and she just woke up."
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There's a sudden swish and flash of light, and then Eclipse is standing nearby, looking excited about something. "That was fun!"
Perceptor raises an optic ridge, before shaking his head with a smile as he comms both Wheeljack and the Aquabots.
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"That," says Jazz, grinning widely, "Is one 'a our sparklets. That's my Caleendi."
Dreadnought snorts at him, then lowers the tiny silver femme to where the others can see her. Caleendi is only about the size of a common house cat, and her big blue optics, little bent legs, and softly curled fists suggest an organic infant.
And Bumblebee is going absolutely ape with joy at the sight of her.
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Showtime and Eclipse both let out squeals of delight at the sight of Caleendi. Both femmes transform to alt, and then there are two holoforms, one with long red and gold hair, a jacket and glasses, and one with short orange-ish hair, and what looks like an orange mechanic's jumpsuit.
Showtime's holoform, the one with glasses, approaches Caleendi and Dreadnought first. "She's adorable!"
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