sv, Detroit, Humanity: Round Two
screaming fanpeople: *greet Sunstreaker and Skywarp as they step out of the TV studio*
Sunstreaker: *Protective of mate* >/ Back up!
fanpeople: *get closer. One girl screams that she loves him.*
Skywarp: 0_0
Sunstreaker: I'm taken. *protective arm around Skywarp's shoulders, stinkeyes the fans and tries to guide Skywarp away from the crowd*
fan: *holding a sign that says 'She's not good enough for you!'*
other fan: *shouts something crude*
Sunstreaker: *Wishing he had taken Showtime up on her offer of a borrowed PINpoint*
Fanzone: Oi. How kin sixteen people make dat much noise? *grabs bullhorn and orders fans to disperse*
fans: *boo him loudly. Somebody casts themself at Sunstreaker's feet and tries clinging to one of them*
some idiot: *sign says 'Sunny and Sides, together forever!' Followed by a rude name for Skywarp*
Sunstreaker: Awww, c'mon... *tries to gently shake the fan-leech off, before scowling at the sign-holder* Ew. Sideswipe's my brother. Besides, Skywarp's way better-looking.
idiot: Robots don't have brothers!
Fanzone: Yous GIT!
fan-leech: *hysterically vowing their love for Sunstreaker*
Sunstreaker: *Making a face and trying to pry the fan-leech OFF of his foot* D: Gettitoff!
fan-leech: *begging him to love them*
Sunstreaker: ewww, no way! *shakafoot*
Skywarp: ...Isn't that a boy?
Sunstreaker: ... *Shakafootfaster*
fan-leech: *flies and splats on the windshield of a cop car*
Fanzone: *facepalms and shakes head*
Sunstreaker: *wince* oops...
Fanzone: *telling the leech that hitting on a newly, and happily, married man is never a good thing*
fan-leech: *retorts that robots have no gender*
Fanzone: *orders him taken away and stuffed in the paddy wagon*
Skywarp: *jumps a foot as one of the girls gives a piercing shriek* That... scared Sundog, too.
Sunstreaker: *Concerned* Is she okay? *going to fuss over mate now*
saner fan: *standing nearby. Looks up* Who's Sundog?
Skywarp: *wincing* She just jumped.
Sunstreaker: *absently to the saner fan* Our sparklet. *to Skywarp* Want me to call the Doc-bot?
rational fan: What's a sparklet? Do you need help?
Skywarp: *shakes head, but then yelps as a sound like a massive bell sounds in the distance*
Fanzone: *startles too and turns toward the sound* ??
Sunstreaker: *Reacts by moving to shield Skywarp*
energy: *rushes across the city in a wave from Meltdown's damaged and overlooked machinery, and no Transformer it touches is left unchanged*
Skywarp: *cries out with utter terror as the world seems to shift around her*
Sunstreaker: *holds Skywarp close, tense and ready for an attack, until he startles when he realizes he can't hear Skywarp OR Sideswipe*
Skywarp: *faints and goes limp*
Fanzone: *yelling onto his phone, eyes go wide when he thinks Sunstreaker and Skywarp have disappeared*
Sunstreaker: Skywarp! Skywarp! *Panicky, and trying to call for help over comms... only to realize what happened* ... *&#$^&%^@#$&%#@$!!!!!
Fanzone: *zeros in on the voice, and sees the dark haired young man cradling the pregnant dark haired girl. Pushes through the crowd and gets over to them* Easy, kid. Don't lose yer head. *on phone, calling Sari's cellphone*
Sunstreaker: *SCOWL*
Fanzone: *gives Sunstreaker a scowl right back* You DON'T wanna get a pregnant dame excited.
Stiletto: *grabbing Sari's phone to call for an ambulance to get Bumblebee* Just keep him calm if he wakes up. I'll call an ambulance...
Fanzone: Who is dis? *frowning*
Stiletto: Whoah! *Startles and nearly drops the phone* Sorry! This is Stiletto, Sunstreaker's daughter.
Fanzone: *blinks* Well dis is Fanzone. Yer folks're here wit' me. ...Did yous git whatever hit here?
Stiletto: Are they alright? We got hit with something weird just a little bit ago, and now everyone's human...
Fanzone: *eyes widen* Bumblebee too?
Stiletto: *nodding, even though she knows Captain Fanzone can't see her* Yeah... which is why we need an ambulance.
Fanzone: *hangs up on her and hits speed-dial, cussing vociferously*
Kathy: *answers, though she sounds a bit rushed* Kathy Fanzone speaking.
Fanzone: We need a ambulance at da plant, STAT! Dey all jes' turned human!
Kathy: *cursing* We just got a report of a young girl falling out of the sky! *Yelling to Norman and telling him to get his butt to the Autobot base*
Fanzone: 0_o *hangs up and hits the other number*
Stiletto: *Answers, and sounds a bit miffed, and in the background it sounds pretty chaotic* Stiletto here.
Fanzone: Gimme an adult.
Stiletto: 'Kay. *hollers for First Aid, over the frightened voices that seem to be heading right for Stiletto*
First Aid: I can't, Stiletto! *trying to comfort younglings*
Stiletto: Optimus! Catch! *sounds of the phone being tossed to someone*
Optimus: Wha-Whoah! *Catches the phone and hesitantly holds it up to his ear* Optimus Prime speaking.
Fanzone: Where's da Aerialbots?
Optimus: *quickly counting heads* Fireflight, Skydive, Slingshot and Air Raid are here... Silverbolt was going to meet Skywarp and Sunstreaker...
Fanzone: She'll be at da hospital pretty soon. :\ I called a ambulance fer Bumblebee.
Optimus: ... What?!
Fanzone: *sigh* She was flyin' when dat wave hit.
Optimus: Is she alright? What hospital is she being taken to?
Fanzone: Kathy was goin' to get 'er. I don't know nothin' else. *backhands a rabid fan who wanted to tackleglomp a humanized Sunstreaker*
rabid fan: *splat*
rational fan: *helping Sunstreaker with his mate*
Optimus: *worried* A-alright... I can hear an ambulance outside...
Sunstreaker: *gently smoothing Skywarp's hair, and clicking quietly to her*
Fanzone: Just remember what yous learned last time.
Optimus: We will.
Fanzone: *looks over at Sunstreaker and his mate* Skywarp's knocked up as #@%#@
Sunstreaker: *Scowls at Fanzone, continues to click to Skywarp*
Optimus: ...
Fanzone: You know where da rest 'a yous are?
Optimus: Pretty much everyone currently stationed on Earth...should be here... *in the background, paramedics can be heard heading for the medbay and meeting with a very grouchy Ratchet, and a very confused Arcee*
Fanzone: Pink Squad too?
Mistfire: *behind him* No... we're right here.
Wheelie: *clinging to Mistfire's back like usual and giving everyone a O.o look*
Fanzone: Never mind. I know where dey are.
Scattershot: *Cheerily* At least it's not cold and icky this time! ^_^
Mistfire: *cellphone to her ear as she talks to Rumrunner*
Optimus: ... If you see Omega Supreme, Gobaith, and Go'el, would you mind sticking with them, Captain Fanzone?
Fanzone: Well, I'm not on dat side'a town, but I'll send some men. Rumrunner's out der too, I think.
Optimus: Thank you... *inadvertently snickers as Blurr can be heard in the background*
Fanzone: Glad somebody's gittin' a laugh outta dis. *hangs up on him and scowls at Scattershot*
Scattershot: *blink blink* What? I didn't do anything this time...
Fanzone: Yous're always doin' somethin'. *goes to check on Sunstreaker and Skywarp*
Skywarp: *awake now, but laying down and gripping her mate's hand fearfully*
Sunstreaker: *trying not to panic, is still clicking quietly to Skywarp and gently patting her hand*
Fanzone: *gentle hand under the girl's arm and lifts her to her feet* Come on. I'll take yous home.
Sunstreaker: *helping to get Skywarp to her feet, will gently rub her back once she's standing*
Skywarp: *wobbly and shocked, as well as scared nearly stupid. But she tries to stand, and makes no protest to being guided to Fanzone's passenger seat, which is then reclined after he's buckled her in*
Fanzone: *to Sunstreaker* You git in da back.
Mistfire: What about us?
Fanzone: Take da bus!
Sunstreaker: *does as instructed, situates himself so he can gently smooth Skywarp's hair*
Scattershot: *Small pout*
Skywarp: *eyes closed* I'm scared.
Mistfire: *smirks at Fanzone, and then walks over to the road and sticks up her thumb*
Fanzone: *rolls his eyes and drives toward the plant*
Sunstreaker: *Gently* It'll be okay... We've just gotta be careful for a couple of days.
Skywarp: *winces* Ow! *hand to her belly. Hand bounces!*
Sunstreaker: *Worried, puts his hand on Skywarp's belly, intending to ask Captain Fanzone to take them to the hospital instead*
Fanzone: *doesn't look away from the road* Da kid's just kickin'.
Sunstreaker: ... Is that normal?
Fanzone: *snort* ShYeah.
Sunstreaker: *raised brow, clicks quietly to Skywarp*
Skywarp: *just closes eyes and wants the trip to end*
Fanzone: *soon pulling up in front of the plant... and lifting his eyebrows at sight of the dark-skinned Amazon in the exotic dress who is standing by the front door*
Sunstreaker: *raised brow is climbing higher now as he sights the woman by the door* Er....
Stiletto: *coming to look out the door, grins when she sees Sunstreaker in the back of Fanzone's car*
Fanzone: *pulls to a careful stop and then gets out so that Sunstreaker can get out*
Nightwish: *hand on Stiletto's shoulder as she watches the newcomers*
Sunstreaker: *gets out and moves to help get Skywarp out*
Stiletto: *attention briefly goes to someone inside the plant, and then Sideswipe's moving to join the group at the door*
Ace: *older than he was during his last change, he peeks out behind his dad*
Nightwish: *walks over and carefully scoops Skywarp into her arms* I'll bring her to the Aerialbots' room. *turns to go inside. Yes... it looks like she's still crazy strong*
Sunstreaker: *Thanks Fanzone, before he hurries after Nightwish and Skywarp*
Sideswipe: ...*just now remembering something* ... Aw man... we gotta get human food...
Stiletto: Captain Fanzone... You wouldn't happen to have an idea as to what caused everyone to change, would you?
Fanzone: *shrugs* Not yet. Dat's where I'm goin' now.
Stiletto: *nod* Keep us updated? Optimus is kinda freaking out, and Arcee's looking a bit shell-shocked... Primus knows what Sharpshot's getting up to...
Fanzone: Where's Fixer? *frown*
Stiletto: Umm... *tips head back* I think she went back to where Hound and Sharpshot's quarters are... after she nearly broke Norman's arm...
Fanzone: Den you got nottin' ta worry about, kid. *turns back to his car*
Sideswipe: *frowning a bit as he watches Arcee for a moment* Yeah... we're gonna need to figure something out...
Fanzone: Uh huh. *gets in car and drives away*
Nightwish: *inside the plant, has laid Skywarp on the Aerialbots' poofy sleeping thing and is now frowning at her and glancing at Sunstreaker to see what he wants done here. Ace and Nightside are hanging around in the background*
Sunstreaker: *moves to lay down beside Skywarp, clicking quietly to his mate*
Skywarp: *frightened snuggle*
Sundog: *kicks her dad!*
Sunstreaker: *Startled noise, but will continue to snuggle Skywarp and click quietly*
Nightwish: *nods and turns to go back to where Sideswipe is*
Prowl: *appears suddenly and looks at Optimus as Nightwish walks past the Prime* Optimus, panicking won't help anything.
Optimus: *small nod, trying to calm down* I-I know... it's just... I'm worried about Silverbolt, and I have no idea what happened to cause this...
Prowl: So then the best thing to do would be to focus on what you do know.
Optimus: right.. *pinching the bridge of his nose a bit as he thinks* We... need to get food for everyone... as we are now, we can't process energon or oil...
Prowl: I'll take care of that. Do you want to call a taxi and go to the hospital?
Optimus: *nods* We'll need something that can carry all of the Aerialbots and First Aid as well...
Prowl: No. That will come later.
Optimus: *small frown* But they're already upset...
Prowl: *nods* They need time to settle down, here where things are familiar.
Optimus: ... *about to argue to the contrary, before he nods, sighing quietly* You're right...
Prowl: *wordless nod, his golden eyes serious under his short black hair*
Stiletto: *gently guiding Arcee to one of the human-sized chairs and talking quietly to the older woman*
Optimus: *frowning* WakeJumper and his team... Someone will need to check on them...
Prowl: We'll see to it. *very slight, very grave smile* Go check on your daughter.
Optimus: *nods* *quietly* Thank you...
Prowl: I'm merely doing my job. *that slight smile is warm as he turns away. Optimus might notice that Prowl has pointed ears*
Optimus: *notices, but will comment on it when his mind isn't focused on worrying about Silverbolt*
Stiletto: *calling for a taxi and searching her pockets for money to pay the taxi driver with*
Sari: *touches the other girl's arm and offers one of her credit cards*
Stiletto: *quietly thanks Sari and offers a hug*
Sari: *hugs back, her dark eyes full of concern for her friends, and especially for Bumblebee* *softly* It's gonna be okay.
Stiletto: *nods, and gently rubs Sari's back, clicking quietly to the other girl*
Sari: *cries a little, but then looks up as Prowl comes and puts a gentle hand on each one's shoulder*
Stiletto: *clicks quietly, before moving to gently guide Optimus out the door and to the cab when it arrives*
Prowl: *brings Sari to sit by Arcee and gives her an encouraging smile, then goes to check on Sharpshot and her family*
Sharpshot: *lets out a low growl as she holds Ridgeback close over in the corner farthest from the door*
Sunhalo: *has pulled herself up against the berth leg and is rocking on her chubby little legs as she watches everything with big dark eyes*
Hound: *rubbing his mate's back* Easy, Sky. Everything's going to be alright.
Fixer: *gives Prowl the stink eye*
Ridgeback: *sleeping quietly, amazingly*
Sharpshot: *eying Prowl warily. She leans against Hound, seeking comfort in being in close contact with her mate*
Prowl: *nods quietly and turns away*
Sunhalo: *watches him go, then looks at Momma and Poppa* Nom
Sharpshot: *quiet, uncertain clicks*
Fixer: *blinks as she realizes something* Sharpshot... You're stuck on sparklet feeding detail now.
Sharpshot: ...Even Showtime's runt?
Fixer: .... No. Showtime has tanks of her own.
Hound: *confused* Tanks?
Sunhalo: Hungry.
Sharpshot: *slight wibble* I... don't know what to do...
Fixer: *gathers up the baby girl and comes over to crouch by Sharpshot and Hound as she details the feeding process as she saw it on an episode of 'Baby Story'*
Sharpshot: ... *eying her "tanks" with disbelief* They... produce nutrients?
Fixer: Yup.
Sharpshot: ... Help me get situated?
Fixer: *frowning* First tell me how the slag your armor opens.
Hound: Clothes, Fixer. That's a shirt.
Fixer: *smacks him upside the head*
Sharpshot: *unzipping her jacket, and muttering curses under her breath as she tries to unbutton her shirt one-handed. Yes, she remembers some stuff from the last time she was human*
Hound: *moves to gently take Ridgeback*
Sharpshot: *carefully transfers the sleeping infant over to Hound, and then makes quick work of un-buttoning her shirt. Fortune seems to be smiling upon her, as the garment underneath the shirt opens from the front*
Hound: *softly clicking his tongue to his son*
Sunhalo: *nomming her finger and frowning greatly*
Sharpshot: *Slight shiver as she exposes certain parts of her body*
Fixer: *gives baby*
Sunhalo: *giving Momma a funny look*
Sharpshot: *asking questions about what to do, even as she's trying to do it*
Fixer: *giving directions*
Hound: *offering uncertain advice*
Sunhalo: *frowns, frowns, and frowns... and then gets it and eats, giving a sigh of satisfaction as she pat pats Momma gently*
Sharpshot: *Clicking quietly, relaxing as she supports Sunhalo while the little one eats*
Hound: *clicks to his mate and grins at Fixer, who decides to go look out into the hall*
Prowl: *welcoming Omega Supreme and his brothers*
Rumrunner: *has discovered deliberate burping*
Go'el: *Cracking up and trying to out-do Rumrunner*
Gobaith: *frowning and fussing at his siblings*
Omega Supreme: *ignoring them. Smiles at Prowl, and then leads Gobaith and Go'el to Arcee after inquiring where Ratchet is and learning that he's at the hospital with Bumblebee*
Arcee: *checking over Gobaith and Go'el, as well as fussing over Omega Supreme a bit*
Rumrunner: *waiting in the door, his eyes focused on the road as he waits for his family*
Long-haired teen: *guiding a 30-something man and woman towards the plant* Look, it's pretty likely that whatever turned us human turned the rest of the Autobots human too... If not, THEN you can get mad, Deluge.
Rumrunner: *blink* WakeJumper?
WJ: *Nods, raising a brow and trying to place a name to the familiar-sounding voice*
Rumrunner: *pats the pink patch on his sleeve*
WJ: *slight headtilt, ushers the two adults he's with toward Rumrunner* So it's everyone that got affected by that weird energy wave earlier?
Rumrunner: Everyone I've heard of yet. *burp escapes* Oops.
WJ: *Snerk*
Deluge: *Scowling a bit* How are we supposed to do our job if we're human?
Rumrunner: I don't know. I'm just a kid.
Blaster: *comes running out... wearing only autobot insignia underwear*
WJ: ... *raised brow*
Rumrunner: ...You're gonna get sunburn.
Deluge: ....
WJ: Okay... that's not Wheelie... and he's too old to be Shia... *slight grin* Hey, Blaster. :)
Blaster: *looks maybe eight years old, with messy dark hair and a big grin* Wake! Man, you got old.
WJ: :p I'm not that old, Blaster. *moving AWAY from Deluge, and grinning cheekily* Deluge and Downrush're older.
Deluge: *Scowl* I am NOT old, WakeJumper.
Downrush: *rolls his eyes* Save it, runt.
Blaster: *cackles, but then realizes that he can't play music and looks down at his pudgy little bare chest* Awww, maaan.
Rumrunner: *repeats himself* You're going to get sunburned. And Jazz will be mad.
Blaster: Jazz's nakie too. He was in the washrack when we changed. Ironfist's wrapping him up in a towel.
WJ: *SNERK*
Downrush: ... *confused*
Rumrunner: *brightens as a car lets out a group of people* Mistfire! Scattershot! Wheelie! *runs to climb Scattershot and snug*
Scattershot: *grins and offers snuggles to Rumrunner*
Wheelie: *Clicks to Rumrunner*
Blaster: *to WakeJumper as he examines his underpants* This is for PEEING! *gleeful that he understands his clothes... such as they are at the moment*
Mistfire: *looks over there and smirks* Nice. Where's Jazz?
Jazz: Oy, Blaster! Prowl said t' come get you back inside, 'cause you're not s'posed t' streak... *coming outside in his towel kilt*
Mistfire: *big grin of amusement* Never mind. I see 'im.
Blaster: *pauses and looks up at his mentor. Points to his whities* I'm wearin' pants, man.
Downrush: ... *eying Jazz's towel kilt and comparing it to his own pants*
WJ: *facepalming slightly* C'mon... everyone inside the plant... before we get complaints....
Mistfire: *heads inside*
Rumrunner: *busy hugging Scattershot and grinning at Wheelie. Doesn't care about much else*
WJ: *ushering the non-Pink Squad adults inside the plant*
Scattershot: *trying not to snicker at Jazz and Downrush*
Prowl: *coming around again* ...Jazz, did you go outside like that?
Ironfist: *found mate! This place is huge when you're human! Makes sure Jazz's towel is secure around his waist*
Jazz: *sheepish grin at Prowl, arm around Ironfist's shoulders*
Prowl: *facepalms and continues out to meet the grocery delivery man*
Blaster: *laughing his little butt off*
Deluge: *Raised brow, attention goes to Showtime, Blurr, and Shia*
Shia: *Fussing and all but throwing a fit*
Blaster: Hey, Shia, what's wrong, lil' man?
Ironfist: *trying to figure out how to corral her youngling and keep hold of her mate's covering*
Showtime: *above Shia's upset cries, is looking a bit frazzled* I think he's hungry...
Blurr: *trying to calm Shia down, is looking just as frazzled as Showtime*
Nightwish: *coming around from her patrol through the plant* Hungry? Go to Sharpshot and Hound's room.
Showtime: *Wincing slightly as Shia's cries raise in pitch, nods and heads towards Sharpshot and Hound's room, though she's unsure why Nightwish said to go there*
Blurr: *Following Showtime*
Nightwish: Has anyone seen my mate? *does NOT like being so blind* Or my sons?
Sideswipe: *coming from checking on Sunstreaker* I'm right here, Nightwish.
Nightwish: *looks at him, and then frowns* Do you need anything?
Sideswipe: Have you seen Stiletto anywhere? She kinda vanished again... *worried about niece*
Prowl: *passing with boxes of groceries* I know where she is....
Ace and Nightside: *helping carry groceries*
Sideswipe: *perks* You do?
Stiletto: *carrying a couple of boxes of groceries as well* Oy, Uncle Sides, come help carry some of the groceries in...
Nightwish: *looks at mate* There she is.
Sideswipe: ... How was I supposed to know? *small pout, before he's heading out to get more boxes*
Nightwish: *doesn't like that pout. Goes after him to try and kiss him better*
Sideswipe: *wasn't expecting to get a kiss, will get groceries after done kissing mate!*
Mistfire: *notices this and pauses* Huh... you guys got it on the first try.
Nightwish: *ignores her*
Sideswipe: *Kissing mate, kthx*
Scattershot: *snerks a bit, and goes to get a couple of boxes of groceries*
another delivery truck: *pulls up. This one's a van from a local warehouse style hardware store, and contains stacks of air mattresses*
Nightside: *sees no more groceries, and so goes to the van instead and offers to carry stuff*
van guys: *amazed at how much this kid is picking up for one load*
Stiletto: *finished putting groceries away, is going to carry in some of the air mattresses as well*
Ironfist: *satisfied with mate's kilt. Is going to go and help, but then Blaster climbs up on her back and hugs her. Realizing that she needs to tend to him she stays by Jazz and the others instead*
Nightside: *brings in his load*
van guys: *bringing out camp chairs and tables too*
Go'el: *tugging Arcee and Gobaith over so they can help too*
third van: *has smaller bedding!*
Fireflight: *wide eyed redhead now. She looks around the living room, and then laughs and runs to 'steal' a blanket from the bedding delivery guys and wrap herself in it*
Skydive: *going after her, is nearly her mirror image except for being a slender but masculine young fellow with sandy hair*
Air Raid: *following siblings, is now a slightly-more-slenderly-built young man with darker hair than Skydive*
Slingshot: *sulks in the rear, her fair hair underdyed with black and some bright blue. She's still shorter than her siblings*
First Aid: *glad everyone's calmed down. She now goes to check on others*
Fireflight: Blankies! 'Dive! 'Raid! We have blank.... *transfixed by something over there*
Air Raid: *Headtilt, looks up from squishing a couple of blankets* ?
Fireflight: *starts singing and wanders back into the plant, off in her own world*
Skydive: *follows worriedly*
Air Raid: *torn between picking out a blanket for himself, and following Fireflight. Opts for following Fireflight after grabbing a blanket* Hey! Wait for me!
van guy: *looks at Sideswipe* Um... the blankets would go in faster if you took more than one at a time.
Sideswipe: *Blink blink, kinda got kissed stupid* Huh? oh....
Nightwish: *scowls at van guy*
van guy: Never mind. *looks around and says it to Stiletto*
Stiletto: *nods and grabs as many blankets as she can manage*
First Aid: *comes out to get things to bring in too*
Prowl: *groceries done, he tips the delivery person, and then turns to tip the ones who brought the beds*
Stiletto: *coming back to see if there's anything else that needs carried in*
Prowl: *takes the last blankets and tips those guys too, then looks at Stiletto* I didn't order blankets.
Stiletto: It was probably Captain Fanzone or Kathy... *small smile*
Prowl: Ah. That's true. *watches the delivery vehicles leave and then brings his load inside*
First Aid: *busy getting beds set up in recharge rooms*
Slingshot: *helping her mentor*
Fireflight: *dancing silently in the middle of the living room to music only she can hear*
Air Raid: *trying to bury First Aid in blankets, is being a bit of a pest?*
First Aid: No, Air Raid. The blankets go on the beds. See? Three for each.
Slingshot: *kicks brother on aft*
Air Raid: *Will bury Slingshot in blankets then!* XP
Skydive: *watching over Fireflight and worrying for her and for Silverbolt*
Omega: *helping with the furniture fixing. He's setting up some chairs and tables in the living room*
Showtime: *Coming out of Hound and Sharpshot's room, will situate herself over in a quiet corner and feed Shia the way she was shown*
Ironfist: *trying out one of the new living room chairs as she rocks Blaster, who has stopped to finally really look at everything*
Shia: *making quiet, contented sounds as he eats*
Omega: *finished with living room, goes to look at the food*
Nightside and Ace: *bringing in a huge side by side fridge and freezer*
Ace: *directing his brother, who is carrying the boxed appliance*
Deluge: *helping by making sure the path is clear*
WJ: *sorting out what needs to go where, food-wise*
Prowl: *staring after Nightside* 0_0 ....
Nightside: I need help putting it down.
Ace: *ready to help!*
Stiletto: *patpats Prowl's shoulder as she passes* Aunt Nightwish is strong like that too.
Arcee: *Settling on one of the new couches, and getting flopped on by her twins*
Omega: Be careful, Arcee. Inflatable furniture isn't as stable as the folding kind. *patting one of the chairs, which are the most comfortable kind of folding chair*
Go'el: *snuggasiblingandArcee*
Arcee: I noticed...
Omega: I set that one by the wall, so that should help. And this one has a frame as well as the inflated cushions. *goes over and sits down on that one, then makes a o.0 at the squishy feeling and gets up again*
Gobaith: *headtilt* Is something wrong?
Omega: I'm not used to things that are this soft. *looks over at the fridge set up, and then goes to see what else is going on outside. Comes back in with a microwave in its box*
Arcee: What is that? *curious and trying to coax the twins into letting her up so she can investigate*
Omega: *sets it down on the strongest folding table and opens the box, then pulls out the owner's manual* It's a thing for heating up human fuel.
Jazz: *heading to quarters to see if he's got clothes or not*
Ironfist: We need extra clothing, in case we get wet like you did.
Sari: *coming in with all the extra clothes her dad and she got last time*
Arcee: *puzzled* Extra armor?
Sari: No. Spare clothes. You can't wear the same ones all the time. You have to change your shirt and under clothes and stuff.
Arcee: ... *puzzled like none other, is going to ask for clarification and an explanation, plz*
Sari: *patiently explains in detail the ways of wearing clothes, though she has to sit down as the stress of the day and her own recent injury, catch up with her*
Omega: Did you see Jazz and Blaster, Arcee?
Arcee: *concerned frown for Sari, before nodding to Omega*
Omega: They took their clothes off.
Arcee: *small nod, thinking this over*
Sari: *tired sigh as she curls up in the corner of the couch and falls asleep*
Gobaith: *goes to get a blanket for Sari*
First Aid: *looks up as the youngster comes into the last stasis room, where she's making the bed* How are things in the living room, Gobaith? Air Raid, please stop that.
Gobaith: Everything's set up, 'n Sari explained about clothes, but now she's sleepin' on the couch... C'n I get a blanket for her?
Air Raid: *pout*
First Aid: Ohh, poor Sari. She shouldn't have been up and doing so much. *gets a blanket and gives it to Gobaith, and then follows him out to the living room*
Slingshot: *stack of extra blankets kicks Air Raid in the butt*
Air Raid: *Yelps and pounces on Slingshot, intending to find out where she's ticklish*
Gobaith: *heads back to the living room and moves to drape the blanket over Sari*
Slingshot: *both feet against brother's chest... and launches him!*
First Aid: *hesitates as she hears the startled yell back in the other room, but then sighs and continues on to check on Sari*
Showtime: *looks up from the corner she's in* ?
First Aid: Slingshot and Air Raid are playing. *kneels to look at Sari, her knowledge of human medicine helping her to see how the teen's doing*
Showtime: Oh... *frowning a bit as she watches Shia eat* First Aid, I have a question, when you're through checking Sari over...
First Aid: What's that, Showtime? *looks over toward another sound* Nightwish and Sideswipe, please go to your room.
Nightwish: *looks up, huh? Oh... she'd forgotten where she was*
Sideswipe: *grinning like a loon*
Showtime: Is Shia's behavior normal? *meaning, is he supposed to be doing what he's doing?*
First Aid: *gentle pat for Sari and fixes her blanket, then goes to look at the baby* What is he doing?
Gobaith: *clicks quietly as he moves to settle by Arcee*
Showtime: *nods to her son* I noticed none of the other youngsters are needing to be fed like this...
First Aid: *frowns* Sunhalo and Ridgeback should be doing it too. It's a normal thing for humans under a certain age. Though there are artificial feeding bottles, too.
Showtime: Sunhalo was doing it... Ridgeback was asleep when I went to Hound and Sharpshot's room...
*And down the hall, Ridgeback's crying can be heard faintly, though it stops shortly after it starts*
First Aid: *looks toward the crying, and then gives Showtime a reassuring smile and pat* It's natural. Though at Shia's apparent age he'll probably like this. *goes and empties part of a jar of chicken and rice toddler food into a bowl, then adds whole canned green beans and heats it all nicely in the microwave before bringing it back with two spoons* He might want this for dessert.
Nightside: *not trying to fridge brother anymore, is now putting foods into the fridge*
Ace: *telling him which ones should go in*
WJ: *helping*
Showtime: *raised brow, will try to gently coax Shia into letting go and trying what First Aid has prepared*
Shia: *lower lip trembles a bit as he eyes the food in the bowl*
First Aid: *draws up a chair for herself. Says gently to Showtime* Here, you try a few bites.
Showtime: *gently smooths the dark, curly hair of her son as she reaches for one of the spoons and gets some of the food on it. Then she's having a taste of what the spoon contains*
Shia: *making displeased noises and reaching for Mama's hand so he can try what she's eating*
First Aid: *smiling as she watches the little one*
Showtime: *clicking her tongue a bit as she feeds Shia*
Fireflight: *wanders over to Sideswipe and looks at him like 0_o*
Nightwish: *sitting by mate with an arm around him. Watches the girl curiously*
Sideswipe: *smug grin, is certain he's got the prettiest mate out of everyone who has mates*
Skydive: *has gone to break the other two siblings up*
Fireflight: *studies Sideswipe a bit more. And then kisses him*
Nightwish: Hey....
Sideswipe: *Startled, flailspaz!*
Arcee: *getting up and coming over to gently discourage Fireflight from kissing Sideswipe* Now Fireflight, Sideswipe's got a bondmate....
First Aid: What? *head snaps around* Oh, Fireflight....
Fireflight: *blinks at Arcee blankly, and then looks around and starts to sing softly to herself*
Nightwish: *frowning at her and trying to figure out just what the heck she's doing*
Sideswipe: *going O_o;; now*
Nightwish: *arm tightens around him. She's learned that he likes that*
Sideswipe: *snuggles mate, will forget about what Fireflight did for now*
Arcee: *gently moves to lead Fireflight over to one of the new chairs*
Fireflight: *blinks at her* The world's a silence echoing, and all listen to it and despair!
Nightside and Ace: *have discovered smoked turkey wings. Are each making one vanish*
Arcee: *small frown* What do you mean, Fireflight?
Fireflight: *frowns slightly. Distracted voice* What does 'Fireflight' mean? *blinks and starts singing again as she settles into a chair*
Omega: *sitting by his brothers and frowning at her*
Arcee: *concerned now*
First Aid: *watching Fireflight with concern, but then turns back to Showtime and Shia, though not without glances back to her ward*
Mistfire: *called the hospital for Optimus*
Optimus: *using one of the nurse's station phones* //Optimus Prime speaking...//
Mistfire: //Mistfire here. You find Silverbolt?//
Optimus: //Yes...// *quietly* //She's still in the Emergency Room though... so I haven't been able to see her...//
Mistfire: //No word on her condition?//
Optimus: *sounding very worried* //Other than that she's stable... not yet... Kathy said she'd tell me as soon as she could...//
Mistfire: *frowns, and her concern shows in her voice* //How about Bumble?//
Optimus: //They got him stabilized... now it's just a matter of waiting, and praying...//
Mistfire: //Still in stasis?//
Optimus: //Yes... The doctors are optimistic though...//
Mistfire: //Glad to hear it.//
Optimus: //Hang on...// *Hand over the mouthpiece for a moment, not that it helps muffle Kathy's voice telling Optimus that Silverbolt made it through surgery and that he can go see her in a few minutes*
Mistfire: //Now's probably not the best time ta mention that 'Flight just planted one on Swiper....//
Optimus: //... Planted one what?//
Mistfire: //Well it wasn't a flower.//
Optimus: //...// *soft groan* //Please tell me that Nightwish didn't kill her or try to kill her?//
Mistfire: //Wishy seemed kinda confused... though not as confused as 'Flight did.//
Optimus: *if Mistfire were there, she'd see his frown* //She's probably disoriented, due to being human...//
Mistfire: *quietly, in agreement* //And how.//
*sound of a Slingshotish shriek of profanity in the background, followed by Air Raid's head hitting a wall*
Optimus: //What was that?!//
Mistfire: //Raid 'n Slingshot divvyin' out the extra blankets.//
Optimus: //That didn't sound good...//
Mistfire: *pauses to listen to Air Raid's response*
Air Raid: *protests, and heads out of the room to find friendlier siblings, before moving to pouncesnuggle Fireflight*
Mistfire: //I'd be more worried about the wall.//
Fireflight: *squeals and laughs, and snuggles brother back*
Optimus: //...*sighs* I'm going to go check on Silverbolt... Hopefully, she and Bumblebee will be able to come home soon...//
Mistfire: *nods, watching the Aerialteens playing* //Alright. Mistfire out.//
Optimus: //Optimus Prime out.// *hangs up*
Mistfire: *puts her cellphone into the pocket of her jacket as she looks around to see what all is going on, other than Sideswipe's sons trying to empty the fridge* *oh... and Prowl crouching on top of it*
WJ: *Trying to dissuade Nightside and Ace from emptying the fridge*
Ace: But we're hungry, Wake!
WJ: *gently* Everyone else has to eat too, guys...
Ace: *wibble, and then hang his head* Okay....
Mistfire: You guys're gonna wind up looking like Bulky at this rate.
Ace: o.0
Stiletto: *perched up in the rafters again and watching everyone*
Mistfire: *walks over to the fridge and looks up at Prowl* Comfy?
Prowl: *looks down at her for a moment, then gives a short nod*
Mistfire: Huh. *looks for mate and kids*
Wheelie: *rough-housing with Go'el*
Rumrunner: *watching and grinning*
Scattershot: *Keeping an eye on them to make sure nobody gets hurt*
Mistfire: Hey, Gorgeous. *saunters over* You ready to go home? Maybe with a stop to eat on the way? *grins at him*
Rumrunner: Eat? *very interested in this proposition*
Wheelie: *Gets Go'el in a headlock, and noogies the other boy, before moving to cling to Mistfire*
Scattershot: *Grins* Sounds like a plan to me.
Go'el: *XP at Wheelie, gets pounced on by his twin, and then they're rough-housing as Arcee fusses*
Rumrunner: *flips both twins' waistbands, and then climbs Scattershot*
Mistfire: ...Did the money change this time?
Scattershot: Umm... *One hand moves to support Rumrunner, while the other checks the inner pocket of his jacket, and then he's grinning as he pulls out a billfold* I think it did....
Mistfire: *grins too* Great. Let's grab a cab 'n go eat. *offering to pick Wheelie up*
Wheelie: *Holds his arms out to be picked up, grin* Didja see me win, Mistfire?
Mistfire: Sure did, Slugger. *nuzzles him and settles him on her hip, then glances at Rumrunner a bit wistfully. But she knows she can't carry both boys while she's in this form*
Rumrunner: *grins at her from where he's got his head on Scattershot's shoulder*
Scattershot: *moves closer to Mistfire, fully intends to set up the cushion fort so everyone can snuggle once the group gets home*
Mistfire: *on her toes to give him a kiss, and then calls a cab as she leads the way out*
Scattershot: *gladly following Mistfire, grinning like a dork as he goes*
First Aid: *blinks as Mistfire tosses her a black cellphone in passing, then looks at it and puts it away before going to check on her younglings*
((co-written with random_xtras))