Nexus. The Black Dog. So A Guy Walks Into A Bar...

[tigereyedrogue]

...with a talking tiger cub supported by one arm and an eeny tiny 'bot cradled in the other. He's moving in about the way that your average medical Bot would if attempting to carry a human infant: that is, very very very carefully and with a slight look of "eek" on his face. "Hang in there, little guy. If anything, we can get you fed here

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[random_xtras]

"Very serious and earnest. A white hat all the way through, though he's still got that infamous temper."

"It's a bar," says Pooka, noticing his own waggy tail and trying to bite it. "You can come anytime it's open and your dad brings you."

[tigereyedrogue]

"Sounds like my partner." A soft chuckle. "I should bring her here sometime. She has a dear friend whom I believe drinks here a lot. Medic, formerly Mostly Dead?"

Junior looks over at Dad while leaning into pettings. Dad...pettings (and giggling at Pooka). Dad...pettings.

"I'll ask him later then!"

[random_xtras]

"No. I don't remember seeing him here. But there's a dead former medic that haunts the place sometimes. And a few live medics." Charlie quirks a bit of a grin at the chuckle and the feelings he can pick up that go with it.

Bumblebee chuckles at the little cat and scritches him some more. ^_^

[tigereyedrogue]

"Do you think it'll freak the Cybertronians out to have more of us midgets wandering around here regularly?" Daimon winks, but it's a legitimate question.

Junior is eventually persuaded to Present Belleh, not as quickly as your average pup perhaps. He tries to velvet-paw-grab Bee's hand.

[random_xtras]

"A few of the Decepticons might give you odd looks, including the regular Blackout. But most won't care. There are a lot of Cybertronians who are our size and smaller."

Says one big guy to another.

Bumblebee lets him catch her, then hand-wrestles with him gently as she softly plays the recording of a puppy growling playfully.

[tigereyedrogue]

"Right, well, I never mind funny looks; I tend to generate them with my own behavior all the time. Or the fact that I've got some of my homezoo with me, or Junior.

"By the way, you want to come for barbecue sometime? Weather's getting nice again."

Junior giggles like a little boy even while he's (gingerly) nomming fingers.

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"Home zoo." Charlie looks down at the gemstone snail with the light up shell that changes colour which happens to be crawling up his arm, then quirks a slight smirk. "If you don't mind me bringing the protein, my wife and daughter, and a few of said daughter's gemstone cat collection."

Bumblebee moves her mouthplate in a smile, then gently scoops both fuzzies up, if they're agreeable to it, and cuddles them.

[tigereyedrogue]

"Hey little guy! No, that's good, that's good." He offers his contact info telepathically. "More the merrier, and I have a big place. And we'll have at least three cats and Junior for them to play with.

Junior immediately tries to clamber onto Bumblebee's shoulder, of course.

[random_xtras]

Charlie acknowledges in the same way, then gives his own, which amounts to 'mentally yell 'Charlie!', and I'll hear you'. "I have to warn you in advance, Mada tends to hover and/or sit on the ceiling a lot."

The femmespark chuckles at this, but then pauses and tilts her head as she listens to something the fuzzies won't be able to hear.

[tigereyedrogue]

"That's not gonna bother me. And sure, ok. Wanna semi...plan for late next week maybe?"

[random_xtras]

"Sure. She also doesn't speak out loud yet."

"I have to go," says Bumblebee apologetically.

"Awwwww!" says Pooka.

[tigereyedrogue]

"OK. I'll send you the details when I have them."

[random_xtras]

"Alright." He nods, then glances toward Bumblebee and the little ones. "I should get back now. Rhea will be wondering where I've gotten to that she's seeing all these giant robots over our link."