There's a startled sound as she comes out in a large, drab-walled room that holds couches, a huge TV, and some game tables. Over in a corner by an array of data chips a blue and yellow Autobot about the same size as she is stares at her with alarm. "Who are you? How did you get *cough* in here?"
Huffer steps back with dismay, but at that moment a tiny purple hand touches Gen's leg, and two small blue optics turn up toward her face as Bit looks at her solemnly before giving her a hug and a serious little patpat.
The contact kicks her processor back into gear, and true to the mother instincts she developed, Gen crouches down and carefully picks up the sparkling. "H-hey there, Bit. H-how are you, hm?"
The slender dove grey femme- larger than her counterpart, but still petite- walks over and puts a comforting hand on the younger femme's arm. "Yes. Don't you remember being here before?"
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Needless to say, this has come as a bit of a shock to her.
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Her thumb doesn't seem to be obeying her mental command to activate the PINpoint agian.
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"Gen?" Huffer blinks. "Jazz's friend? The one he talks about?"
"Huffer, why don't you go watch the basketball game?"
"But the pollen... I'll go to my quarters, Elita 1." The minibot slips out of the room.
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