Title: Childhood Illnesses
Author: no_pen_writer
Claim: Protectobots
10_random prompt: Bug
Rating: K
Disclaimer:If I was Hasbro I wouldn't need fanfiction for my what if meanderings.
Spoilers/Warnings: Unbeta'd, creative license with medical knowledge of giant robots.
Author Notes: I'm not the only one that sees them like a pile of puppies right?
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aafdhya;afdafkhads. Thank you for that compliment. This is officially the second piece of Protectobot fic I've written ever so I am so not confident I have it down just right yet. So it's always good to see I'm not too bad at it.
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That would be terribly nerve-wracking for poor Hot Spot and the others, to not feel them in the bond like they normally do and to have Streetwise so still and quiet - I'm glad he could go to Silverbolt though, the one 'bot that would understand entirely what he was going through.
*cuddles poor sick Streetwise and First Aid*
Hee hee - Wheeljack and Ratchet's fond exasperation - gestalts, indeed ^^ <3
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I figured that those who didn't get sick would already be mother hennish to the sickly ones, and then I remembered how my parents said I was normally unresponsive and seemingly dead to the world when I was little and would get sick, and it just went from there. And yes Silverbolt, the bot who went through it first so Hot Spot wouldn't have to do so alone.
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Love the last line especially. Hee! <3
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