Kritiverse, The Ark, Returning
Wheeljack: *speaking soothingly to his sedated daughter*
Eclipse: *whining quietly, wants Starscream back!*
Wheeljack: Shhh, 'Clipsie. Prowl went ta look in the Nexus. Starscream's smart. He'll be okay. *gently stroking her helm*
Perceptor: *explaining what happened as he leads Bluestreak into the room. Is agitated and worried, but also fascinated and wants to go poke the machine as soon as they have the little Seeker back safe and sound*
Bluestreak: *Over and gently smoothing Eclipse's helm as well, clicking quietly to the youngling*
Eclipse: *intakes hitching quietly*
Prowl: *arrives with a swish and a slight flash right there in the room, his back is to the rest of the group at first*
Wheeljack: *looking up, his ear fins bright* Prowl? Ya get him?
Bluestreak: *holds Eclipse's hand, glances to Prowl, a hopeful expression clear on his faceplates*
Perceptor: *worry/hopeful*
Prowl: *murmurs softly and then winces as he turns. He's trying to get tiny Seeker fingers loose from his chest plates so that he can lay Starscream beside Eclipse, but the sleeping Seeklet is clinging like only a frightened Seeklet can cling*
Wheeljack: *lets out a rush of air in his relief* Look, 'Clipsie!
Eclipse: *quiet clicks, tries to make her arms cooperate so she can reach for Starscream*
Prowl: *wincing again* Starscream? Starscream, can you hear me? *gently rubs the tiny back* We're back. Don't you want to go to Eclipse?
Eclipse: *more clicking, mixed in with frustrated whining as her arms fail to cooperate*
Prowl: *glances at her and clicks soothingly, then starts to remove his chestplate*
Perceptor: *hasty apology and turns his back*
Wheeljack: *facepalming at Perceptor*
Eclipse: *putting up a quiet fuss now*
Prowl: *gently lays both tiny Seeker and his chestplate beside her* There you are, Eclipse. Starscream is home.
Eclipse: *Curls up around Starscream, shuttering her optics as she clicks quietly*
Starscream: *hears the clicks. Hears the familiar whir that means his sister. Lets go the chestplate to cling to her instead*
Prowl: *smiles and takes back his bodypart*
Wheeljack: *arm going around his mate* You can turn around, Percy. Nobody's undressed anymore. *still thinks the scientist's a nutbar to worry about such things*
Bluestreak: *snuggles close to Wheeljack, considering something as he watches the pair on the table*
Perceptor: *peeks to make sure he's not being teased, then turns and exclaims softly and gladly about the return of the little one. This done, he excuses himself to go poke the machine*
Wheeljack: *snerk*
Prowl: *just smiles and watches the youngsters*
Eclipse: *Making quiet little purrs now*
Wheeljack: *arm away from Bluestreak as he moves to scoop the two youngsters up* Let's get you guys to bed. I know it's early, but you both look like you could use it. Blue, you wanna call Ratchet?
Bluestreak: *nods* I'll let Ratchet know that Prowl brought Starscream back safe and sound... *calling Ratchet now*
Wheeljack: Thanks. *carries the youngsters out of the lab and down the hall toward their recharge room*
Eclipse: *snuggles close to Wheeljack, clicking quietly*
Wheeljack: *clicking back as he enters the tidy room and walks over to settle her and Starscream on the bed in the corner* There ya go. You want your blanket? One of your stuffed animals?
Eclipse: *Quietly* Blanket...
Wheeljack: *gets the massive soft knitted blanket and gently spreads it over the two youngsters* There ya go, sweetheart.
Eclipse: *snuggles under the blanket* *Quietly* Thanks, Daddy... *Quiet sigh as she gently nuzzles Starscream's helm*
Starscream: *clicks without waking*
Wheeljack: *scans both of them and frowns* I should get Starscream something ta drink. He's pretty low.
Eclipse: *small nod*
Wheeljack: *looks toward the door. He doesn't want to leave them till Ratchet gets here*
Ratchet: *knocks gently on the door frame*
Wheeljack: There ya are. I gotta go get Starscream some energy.
Ratchet: *nods and moves to step into the room* I'll keep them company till you get back.
Wheeljack: Thanks, Ratch! *ear fins flash in a grin as he trots out of the room*
Ratchet: *moves to grab the chair in the corner and bring it over to the berth. Then he's scanning Starscream to make sure no opportunistic viruses have decided to be a nuisance*
Starscream: *still shaking slightly as he clings to his sister and listens to her fuel pump. He's also crying silently in his recharge*
Ratchet: *Quietly* Shhhh... It's okay, Starscream... You're home now.
Eclipse: *gently rubbing the little mech's back, being mindful of his wings*
Starscream: *slowly lifts his optic shutters* Ratchet...?
Ratchet: *nods, a small smile coming to his face*
Starscream: *snuggles against Eclipse* .... Prowl? *wibble*
Ratchet: *pings Prowl's comm with a request to come to Eclipse and Starscream's quarters*
Prowl: *looks around the door frame from where he'd been leaning against the wall beside it* *quietly* I'm right here.
Starscream: *perks, but then shivers and clicks quietly*
Ratchet: *Scans him again, just to be on the safe side*
Eclipse: *moves to wrap Starscream in part of the blanket*
Wheeljack: *can be heard coming back*
Starscream: *clicks to his sister* Hungry.
Eclipse: *Quietly* Dad's coming with fuel, Starscream...
Ratchet: *slight frown, scans Eclipse* ...
Starscream: *frown* You don't sound right, Eclipse.
Wheeljack: *comes in with a sippy cup and a mug, both holding warm sweet energon*
Ratchet: *has a datapad out and is writing a patch program*
Eclipse: *quiet clicks* I'll be okay...
Wheeljack: Sure you will. Here, can you sit up?
Eclipse: I think so... *shifting positions so she can sit up, is a bit shaky, but manages*
Ratchet: *databursts Eclipse the patch program* There. Once you and Starscream have refueled, I want you both to rest. Alright?
Starscream: *lets go of sister and finds he's too worn out to even get his sippy cup. Wibbles and keeps trying*
Eclipse: *small nod, will help Starscream with his sippy cup*
Starscream: You need to drink too. *shutters optics and drinks*
Eclipse: I will...
Starscream: *drinks frantically, winds up with the hiccups, and then falls back to sleep before he can do more than wibble about them. Continues to hiccup in his recharge*
Prowl: *brows lifted with surprise at that*
Ratchet: *scans Starscream, has a hunch that his fuel pump's mis-firing a bit*
Eclipse: *reaching for the mug that Wheeljack has*
Wheeljack: *takes the sippy cup and gives the mug. Wants to sit and hold it for her, but he knows better than to get in Ratchet's way*
Ratchet: He'll be fine as long as he rests... He's close to having his first major growth spurt though, so we'll need to prepare for that... *chuckles*
Wheeljack: Really? *chuckles too* Wow, I wonder if it'll be as much of a circus as 'Clipsie's was.
Prowl: *just listening in silence as he watches his little ward sleep*
Eclipse: *in between sips of the mug's contents* I wonder how dark we can get this room...
Prowl: *shuts the door and shuts off the lights*
Wheeljack: *just a pair of startled optics in the dark*
Eclipse: *small grin* *earlights flash as she talks* Okay... so will there be enough room for him in here?
Prowl: There should be. He's not going to get that big this time, is he, Ratchet?
Ratchet: He'll more than likely get to around the same size as Eclipse is now.
Wheeljack: *whistles with surprise*
Eclipse: ... *blinkblinkblink* .... We're gonna need a bigger berth...
Prowl: Won't he be too big to share after that? *just wondering*
Ratchet: We'll see what needs to be done once he's had his growth spurt. For now, it's best if he rests.
Prowl: *nods and turns the lights back on*
Wheeljack: The others ready ta grow too?
Ratchet: I think the rest of the Seekerlings might be close... I'm not sure about the rest of the kids...
Wheeljack: *snerk* Poor Solar. He ain't gonna be the bigger kid anymore.
Eclipse: ... *Quiet snerk*
Ratchet: *quiet cough to hide his soft snicker*
Megatron: *outside the door* NO!
Prowl: *opens the door and looks out* What's wrong, Megatron?
Megatron: *gets him by the leg and holds on* Slingshot said I was bad.
Slingshot: *is a sound of booking it down the hall*
Blaster: *Taking a page from the Lambo Twins' book, will attempt to Jet Judo you now, Slingshot!*
Breakdown: *Fussing*
Slingshot: *yelp!*
Prowl: *sticks his head out into the hall to watch*
Blaster: *trying to get Slingshot in a headlock*
Prowl: *throat clearing sound* Blaster. We've got ill youngsters in here who need things quiet.
Blaster: *looks up, 'Erk' expression is a go*
Silverbolt: *Facepalming just down the hall. Blitzwing is nowhere in sight, but it's a good guess where he's at*
Megatron: *going to ditch Prowl and run over to try and help Blaster judo Slingshot*
Shockwave: *watching all this with a massive optic*
Soundwave: *clicking and bapping Slingshot on the skidplate. Yes, Slingshot, you just got a spanking from a bitty for being mean.*
Breakdown: *Fussing at Megatron, Soundwave, and Blaster*
Megatron: *hands on his little hips as he frowns at Breakdown* He was bad. He needs a spank!
Breakdown: No! *clings to Slingshot, wibbling*
Slingshot: I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Lemme go!
Blaster: *To Megatron and Soundwave* What do you think, guys? Do we let him go?
Megatron: ...If we don't, are we being mean like him?
Slingshot: 0.o
Blaster: Well, he did apologize...
Soundwave: *Clicks*
Megatron: I want to know why he said I'm bad. I wasn't doing anything wrong.
Slingshot: *wants to sink into the floor for lashing out in a fit of spite like he did just because one of the femmes laughed at him*
Prowl: *lifts a browplate at Slingshot, waiting for him to explain*
Slingshot: *picks Breakdown up and tries to hide behind him*
Breakdown: *blink blink, wibbles at Prowl*
Prowl: *quietly* Slingshot?
Slingshot: I said I was sorry! I was just.... I got mad, alright?
Blaster: *raised brow ridge*
Slingshot: *hangs his head and feels like a jerk*
Megatron: *blink blink* *kicks Slingshot in the shin, and then hugs him and clicks*
Slingshot: *now really feels like a jerk*
Soundwave: *Clicks*
Prowl: *quietly* Blaster, will you get Megatron? I think Slingshot's got somewhere he needs to be.
Blaster: *nods* C'mon, Megatron... Let's go bug Jazz for a bit.
Megatron: *lets go of Slingshot and then pouts as the Aerialbot's sudden sprint down the hall knocks him on his butt*
Soundwave: *clicks and offers snuggle*
Megatron: *perk. Hugga brother!*
Shockwave: *will go attach himself to Perceptor's leg now. He needs a nice science lecture*
Blaster: *moves to scoop the youngsters up and carry them down the hall*
Prowl: *goes back inside and checks on his own sparklet*
Eclipse: *curled up around Starscream, making quiet purrs as she recharges*
Starscream: *purring himself, curled in a bitty Seeker ball*
Prowl: Are they alright now, Ratchet?
Ratchet: *Nods* The firewall patch took, and Starscream's hiccups are gone... We still need to let them rest though.
Prowl: *nods also* Should I stay here?
Ratchet: That might be best, in case they wake up...
Wheeljack: How 'bout me, Ratch?
Ratchet: *nods*
Wheeljack: *slight frown as he looks at his daughter and thinks that Perceptor's probably gotten their machine in pieces by now. Feels so torn*
Prowl: *sees that expression and does NOT snerk*
Ratchet: *Patpats Wheeljack's shoulder before moving to return to the medbay*
Wheeljack: *sighs and plunks in a chair, then reaches into subspace* Prowl, you wanna play 'Old Maid'?
Prowl: *pulls up the other chair* Sure. *settles in to play*
((co-written with random_xtras))