Nexus. Sign area and Black Dog. Mirrored Glass Seekers

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mgStarscream: *looks past the big glowing sign and sees a familiar face. Steps toward it* Swindle?

Swindle: *looks over towards where he hears his name* Hello?

mgStarscream: *friendly and open grin* Are you the Swindle who changes into a dragon?

Swindle: *grins* Yes, I am.

mgStarscream: *his own grin turns to a smile* I'm the Starscream from the reality where Blitzwing and Swindle have Mühe and Krieg. *offers a hand* It's good to meet you, friend.

Swindle: *smiles himself* It's a pleasure to meet you as well. *shakes the offered hand* How is it over there?

mgStarscream: Busy. But we've been safe. *looks over his shoulder, and then back to Swindle, a bit of affectionate pride now in his expression* Do you mind meeting a couple of others?

Swindle: Safe is good... and others? I'd love to!

mgScream: *turns away and gestures, then smiles with great pride as two more Seekers, one white with sky blue and the other different shades of purple, walk over* Swindle, these are two of my sons; Cloudtrader and Skywarp.

CT and SW: *friendly and open grins*

Swindle: Sons? *Swindle smiles at them* A pleasure to meet you two.

mgScream: *as the younger Seekers return the polite greeting* Created from my specs and my spark code. This is only two of them. *quietly and proudly* They're an addition to the Decepticon forces that I can never be thankful enough for.

Skywarp: *blushes and looks at his creator humorously*

Cloudtrader: *happy to hear his dad say that. Will hug him*

Swindle: *nods at that, then chuckles at the reactions*

mgScream: *strong hug in return for Cloudtrader, and then a gentle smack on the arm for Skywarp before turning back to Swindle* So where are you going today?

Swindle: I was just doing usual business. Checking out prices in the Mall, things like that.

mgScream: Mall?

Skywarp: He knows you've never been here before, right, Starscream? *chuckle*

mgScream: Er... I don't know. *looks quizzically at Swindle*

Swindle: *chuckles lightly, and points to something in the distance* Nexus Mall. Can find just about anything in the Multiverse there. Not always the best prices, mind you, but they do sometimes have good buys.

mgScream: *perk of interest* Can one find spare parts there?

Skywarp: *mirthful hiss as he makes monster hands at his brother* Body parts!

Cloudtrader: *clear laughter*

Swindle: One can, yes.

mgScream: ... Do they trade for copper ore?

Skywarp: *fingers in the corners of his mouth, making brother laugh his skidplate off*

Swindle: Well, there is an exchange place for various currency...

Skywarp: *now stretching the corners of his optics too as he glances at Swindle*

Swindle: ...And you're a goof. *happy smirk*

mgScream: Eh? *blinks, then snerks and looks knowingly toward the purple Seeker* Skywarp, what would you do if it stuck that way?

Skywarp: :D Have more fingers for the rest of it.

mgScream: *facepalm, his shoulders shaking with mirth*

Swindle: *laughs*

Cloudtrader: *happy happy grin, his blue optics sparkling. Then looks at Swindle and offers him a handful of beautifully refined, and very delicious smelling, copper nuggets* This is what Dad's talking about.

Skywarp: *grabby fingers get poked by mgScream. Laughs about it*

Swindle: *sniffs at them* Oh, those smell good...

mgScream: Do you think they'd be worth anything as currency?

Skywarp: *tank growl and BLUSH*

Swindle: *considers* Well, it depends on the reality, I'd suppose.

mgScream: And here at the mall? At the parts store?

Skywarp: Wait, you buy things. Right, Swindle?

Swindle: Buy and sell things, yes...

Skywarp: Do you buy copper?

Swindle: Yes, I do.

mgScream: *pauses with admonitory hand lifted in mid pat on Skywarp's shoulder* You do?

Swindle: I do.

mgScream: Would you be interested in buying this? *hopeful and interested*

Swindle: I would, yes.

Skywarp: *fist in the air* Yes!

mgScream: *absent pat pat* How much would you be willing to pay? We've got about sixteen units.

Swindle: Units? *tries to calculate a good price*

mgScream: Yes. *nods and tries a few more different names for the fairly standard Cybertronian equivalent to the pound*

Swindle: *nods, and gives a rather good price for them*

mgScream: *start to accept, but is interrupted by a cheerfully grinning purple clone who wants to haggle a bit* *brow quirk* Skywarp...

Swindle: *chuckles*

Skywarp: This is how you do it, Starscream. *engaging grin*

mgScream: Didn't I leave Bob home today because of his obstreperousness?

Skywarp: I'm not being... whatever that means. I'm bargaining! *grin*

Swindle: *will not facepalm*

mgScream: I trust Swindle to give us the right price. There's no need for you to bargain, Mr. Obstreperous. *speaks firmly though affectionately*

Skywarp: Aww. Alright. Sorry.

mgScream: *pats him and looks to Swindle*

Swindle: *chuckles lightly* It's okay.

mgScream: We'll take your offer.

Cloudtrader: *rattling slightly as he checks to see how much more he himself is carrying*

Swindle: Deal. *getting the creds ready*

mgScream: *starts emptying his own 'pockets' as Skywarp scrambles to do the same*

Skywarp: *also blushes again as his tank once more demands filling*

Swindle: >.> *offers a cookie*

Skywarp: *starts, and then blushes more deeply* I'm alright. Thank you. *offers his part of the copper*

Swindle: Free Sample?

Skywarp: *looking down* No thank you.

Cloudtrader: *quietly* He won't eat while the rest are hungry.

Swindle: Oh....

Starscream: *slightly discomfited* We aren't running empty, we have had our morning fuel ration. *it's just that Seekers take a lot of fuel*

Cloudtrader: *with innocent honesty* Dad was hoping we might find something through the portal. That's why he brought us through today.

Swindle: *nods lightly*

mgScream: *offers copper. Is feeling embarrassed now, as though perhaps he's not being a proper commander for the youngsters he's brought online*

Swindle: *takes the copper, and hands over the cred chit* *tries not to look worried*

Skywarp: *offers his copper* *quietly* We did get as much as everyone else of the fuel bars and the botmato mud.

Cloudtrader: The oil kind of clogs up our systems, though. :p

Swindle: *nods lightly*

mgScream: *pats the Cloudtrader, and then turns back to Swindle* How much would you charge to show us the way to the parts store?

Swindle: *chuckles* I won't charge you anything.

mgScream: *surprised* No? Oh, thank you!

Swindle: I can take you that way, actually. I had just arrived at the Nexus myself.

mgScream: *thanks him again, and then turns his head to check on a light clang, only to chuckle as he sees it's just the youngbots putting arms around each others' shoulders*

Swindle: *grins at that. Still a bit worried about hungry Seekers, though...*

Zoe: -Swindle? What's wrong? Something's bothering you.-

Swindle: *inward sigh, and explains what he just found out*

Zoe: -Aiii. Did you explain to him that Seekers have higher fuel requirements when it comes to our rations? And that we need higher energy fuel?-

Swindle: -No, I didn't...-

Zoe: -How many clones has that Starscream got? I can forward you the money to treat them all at the Black Dog, and get the guys here focused on making a cheap and good Seeker fuel.-

Swindle: -Oh, I don't know- How many sons do you have, all together, Starscream?

mgScream: Well, I have eight sons.

Skywarp: And the girls! *laugh*

Swindle: Girls?

Cloudtrader: *nods* Slipstream and Sunstorm.

Swindle: So ten creations all together? Whoa. -Ten, I believe-

Zoe: -Ten! How did he manage that?-

mgScream: *embarrassed* I thought if I was going to be building reinforcements that a full wing would be best. And I actually have eleven. Sunhalo is my daughter with Moonshadow.

Swindle: -I'm not sure how. Reinforcements, I guess-. Just be glad my Blitzwing isn't here.

mgScream: Would he be trying to line them up like 'good little assembly line babies' too?

Swindle: No, Random would be saying that you've been biz-ay.

mgScream: Ahhh. Yes, ours said that the first day he walked into my lab, too. *looks around*

Zoe: -Okay, the guys are on it.-

Swindle: -Thank you- *chuckles*

Skywarp: Is it this way? *bouncy young Seeker is burning up his lack of energy!*

Swindle: Yes, it is.

Skywarp: Yes! *heads that way!*

Swindle: *as Zoe forwards the money for the Black Dog treating* *has to laugh* Starscream.... can you bring your other creations here?

mgScream: *startled* Er, but why?

Swindle: I'd like to show them the Black Dog.

mgScream: *as Cloudtrader looks over curiously from where he'd been quietly talking to a flower* What's that?

Swindle: One of the local fuel depots. ^.^

mgScream: They can be a bit of... a handful... when they're all together.

Swindle: I have Seekers that work for me. I have... a slight idea of what that's like. *smirk*

mgScream: Ah. Well. We'll have to go back to the portal. *apologetic*

Skywarp: *airborn! Hai whales!*

Swindle: ...And there's a chance you'd not be able to return here?

mgScream: *blinks* This one didn't sound like it was closing when we came through. We watched it for a couple days before we used it.

Swindle: Then it should be safe...

mgScream: Oh, good. *ignores being lovingly buzzed by happy and outgoing son*

Swindle: *grins*

mgScream: Should we go to the parts store first? Or back to the portal?

Swindle: >.> *makes a quick wish to find out which would be best*

Primus: *amused. Thinks parts store*

Swindle: *thought so too* Parts store first.

mgScream: Alright. *turns the way Swindle had indicated earlier*

Cloudtrader: *watching his brother skydance as he follows*

Skywarp: *so loving the open sky!*

Swindle: *grins up, and heads towards the Mall*


Later


mgScream and Cloudtrader: *carrying their parcels and stumbling a little awkwardly because they can't see where they're going*

Swindle: *had bought a few things himself. Yay for sales!*

mgScream: *nearly trips, yeeps comically and tries hard not to drop anything*

Cloudtrader: :o

Swindle: You okay, Starscream?

mgScream: *embarrassed but cheerful* Yes... I think so. Have you heard Skywarp lately?

Cloudtrader: Oh oh. No.

Swindle: .... *searches the skies*

Skywarp: *is that sonic boom in the distance... and is followed by others*

young Seekers: *landing and snagging parts of Scream and Cloudtrader's loads, happy smiles of various kinds all around*

Ramjet: *with painful honesty* You look really stupid, Starscream. Why didn't you ask for help?

Thundercracker: *quietly* If I weren't such a crud I'd have come sooner.

Swindle: *pauses*

Sunstorm: *notices him and goes wide-eyed* You're a boy Swindle.

Swindle: Yes, I am.

Slipstream: *looks over* What? Oooooo. *blink blink*

Skywarp: I saw you guys needed help, so I went and got the rest of the wing. *hopeful grin for his creator as soon as he can see the mech's face* Sunhalo was napping, though.

Swindle: Saves going back for them. *smirks*

dark purple Seeker: *shoves through the crowd and grins at Swindle* Alright, everybody! Let's get this stuff back home! *transforms and roars away*

other clones: *follow*

mgScream: *facepalm* Bob...

Swindle: *facepalms himself*

Cloudtrader: *standing with slightly startled expression, then looks over at a bewildered and left behind Slipstream* Uh. Should I go tell them to come back after they offload, Dad?

mgScream: *looks at Swindle* Are you sure you still want to bring them to a fuel dump?

Swindle: Yes, I'm sure.

mgScream: *puts an arm around Slipstream's shoulders as he nods to Cloudtrader* Go ahead. Thank you.

Cloudtrader: *joyful grin at being helpful, and away he goes on foot*

Slipstream: *whisper* Where did everybody go?

mgScream: Don't worry. They'll be back.

Slipstream: *perks* Oh. Okay! ^_^

Swindle: *grins*

mgScream: Should we continue? They'll be able to find us.

Swindle: Of course. *turns to head toward the Black Dog*

mgScream: *follows, guiding his affectionate, but very blonde, daughter so that she doesn't get distracted and lose him*

Swindle: *considering the differences he's seen so far as he heads toward the Black Dog*

Seekers: *soon returning, landing all around the three bots on the ground as they laugh and talk and love on poor morose and down on himself Thundercracker*

Swindle: *smiles at that, and soon arrives at the Black Dog*

Aleph: *meets them at the door* ... Big round booth. *turns and leads the way*

Bob: What a funny looking bot.

Ramjet: *clobbers him for being rude*

Bob: *laughs*

Swindle: There are quite a few different looking bots here. Some even find us funny looking.

Ramjet: Well, we are. *quirks a grin at Swindle* Maybe not the girls. My sisters are pretty.

Sunstorm: *chuckles* Dork. Doofus.

Swindle: *smirks at that* Indeed.

Ramjet: Even though Slipstream got lost the day we lined up for brains.

Slipstream: *blinks as she hears her name and looks up from poking at the menu* What?

Ramjet: *honest grin* You're beautiful, and I'm glad you're my sister.

Slipstream: *big sweet grin and resumes menu poking*

mgScream: *trying to read that menu as she pokes*

Swindle: *grinning, and glances at the menu as well. Mostly to see if there's anything new*

soups: *are new*

Italian poutine: *new*

Swindle: Hmmmm

mgScream: *as his clones question him about what they're reading here and on the blackboard behind the bar* I'm afraid I don't know what any of this is.

Slipstream: *startled and then frightened* Oh no!

Bob: Swindle will.

Dirge: *expectant look*

Swindle: Indeed. What sounds interesting to you?

Dirge: *looks at Thrust*

Thrust: *looks at Skywarp* *and then pokes Skywarp* Hey, he just passed out on the table.

mgScream: What? *worry!*

Swindle: Wha... *scans Skywarp*

Skywarp: *ran himself out of energy and just went into stasis lock*

Sunstorm: *cussing brother out soundly as she orders the brother nearer him to stuff him full of these energon pellets from the bowl on the table*

Aleph: *has returned. Is holding a small cube of high grade energon* For the purple one.

Swindle: *will help get the energon into Skywarp*

Skywarp: *dizzy blinking* What.... Ow.

Sunstorm: Idiot.

Slipstream: *frightened wibbling as she clings to her creator*

mgScream: *just watching his lighter purple son with concern*

Swindle: You ran out of energy, Skywarp...

Skywarp: *blush* Ooops.

George: Moron. *grin*

Bob: *clobbers George*

Swindle: But it'll be okay. We'll make sure you're full before we leave. o.O?

Skywarp: *weak grin as his blush deepens*

mgScream: *absent arm around TC as the blue brother bows his head and blames himself*

Slipstream: *snugga TC brother!*

Swindle: It'll be okay. *grins*

Sunstorm: Let's just stop being dumbafts and eat, okay?

Ramjet: I think there are things rattling around in my tank.

Dirge: o.O

Swindle: Things? *small scan*

Ramjet: *is just close to running empty himself*

Swindle: *sees if he can't get a large sampler platter over here as an appetizer*

Aleph: *will bring that!*

Seekers: *boggle!*

Swindle: *grin* Dig in. ^^

Cloudtrader: *studying the things on the tray* ...Are they like energy bars and botmato mud?

Swindle: Some of them. Different minerals.

Sunstorm: o.O *at the cookie in her hand* But we eat them the same way?

Ramjet: *om nom!* Yup.

Swindle: *nods at that*

mgScream: *reaches to take Swindle's hand and shake it* Thank you, my friend.

Dirge: Here, brother, this one's yours. *big grin as he happily hands the nicest smelling cracker to Ramjet*

Thrust: I'm glad you got that one!

Seekers: *bowing their heads to the background sound of Sunstorm bopping Ramjet for eating before they said thank You*

mgScream: *other hand will now stop the bopping*

Swindle: It's the least I could do. *then bows his head as well*

Bob: *happily rattles off a long and fervent thank You prayer to God, and then tells Primus thank you for making them able to taste and smell this interesting stuff, too*

George: *mutters about doofus and windbag under his breath, but stays head bowed*

Swindle: *so trying not to giggle*

Bob: *finally finishes, and grins so proudly as he assertively divides the goodies up so that everyone gets the same share*

Sunstorm and George: Hey! Stop fingerprinting everything.

Ramjet: He didn't! Look. It's footprints, and they were already there.

others: *all* o.O?

Swindle: *glances at the food*

crackers: *have Silver prints on them, yup*

Swindle: *will facepalm and giggle at that*

Skywarp: Are those really footprints? They're pretty small...

Sunstorm: They're foot shaped. They look just like our footprints, other than the size.

Bob: Just eat them!

Swindle: They're Silver's.

Cloudtrader: *perk of curiosity* Who's Silver?

Swindle: One of my daughters. *shows a holo of her*

Seekers: *gape at the tininess, mgScream included*

Nemesis: *sends over a huge pot of dumplings with white sauce and meatballs. Knows n00bs when she sees them*

Swindle: *chuckles at that, and then grins at the pot*

Thrust: *happy grin as he and his siblings look at the pot and smell the fragrance coming from it* That's for us to eat too, isn't it?

Bob: *grabs the ladle and stirs slightly* ...Really runny mud with no botmato in it?

George: Idiot.

Swindle: White sauce.

Bob: Ohhhhh.

Dirge: *grabs bowls and starts sharing, his optics sparkling joyfully as he does so*

mgScream: *watching his kids pass out the food. Has a worried expression for Thundercracker. It's quite clear that he's got no idea where the nature of his creations comes from*

Swindle: *grins at that, then looks at mgScream* Starscream? You okay?

mgScream: *looks up with a smile* Oh yes. Why do you ask?

Swindle: You were looking worried there for a moment...

Thrust: *just got smacked for trying to feed Bob*

mgScream: Oh. *shakes head* It's nothing. *nothing he feels he can talk about in front of the kids, anyway* Thrust, feed yourself.

Thrust: But they're hungry too, Starscream!

Cloudtrader: *hug for selfless brother*

Swindle: *slight smile at that, then nods*

Dirge: Oh no, that's not mine. I think that's yours, Ramjet.

Ramjet: *frowns and offers him the piece of bread and botter again* I have my piece, this is yours.

Dirge: Are you sure? *looks around, wanting to share his bread*

Swindle: *faintly amused*

mgScream: *watching again and frowning slightly as he tries to work out just why the younger Seekers are showing such exaggerated character traits. Is a bit worried that he messed up when putting them together*

Swindle: *catches that* Ahhh... -They... take after you, Starscream.-

mgScream: *startles slightly and looks around, then realizes that he knows the voice and looks at Swindle* *hesitantly, on a private frequency* //What do you mean?//

Swindle: //It's how the cloning works. At least, in most realities involving clones of Starscreams...//

mgScream: *sudden flash of understanding shows in his optics* //They're aspects of my own personality.//

Swindle: //Yes.//

Slipstream: *distracted by flashing Dad optics, has forgotten her fuel till Dirge happily pokes some of his into her slightly open mouth*

mgScream: *facepalms and feels like he's failed the youngsters* //They didn't deserve this.//

Swindle: //They'll grow into it... Try and... imagine them the opposite of how they are...//

mgScream: *looks up with surprise and then frowns* //My word. You're right, that's almost worse, though at least poor Slipstream would have some sense and Thundercracker could feel good about himself.//

Swindle: //True, though TC would be more... ego the size of a supernova...//

mgScream: o.O //You're joking.//

Slipstream: *giggles at the funny faces he's making*

Swindle: //I work with a crew of Seekers. Not so many as you have. I'm not joking.//

mgScream: //But... where does he get that??// *and there is the Slipstream in him*

Swindle: //Many of your alternates are... well... let me show you a page of a book...// *databursts mgScream the pages of Starscream from the 'Allspark Almanac'*

mgScream: *slow blink, and then a facepalm* //What an insufferable idiot.// *and there are Bob, Sunstorm, and Ramjet*

Swindle: //Indeed.//

Dirge: *cheerfully* No no no, that isn't mine, Ramjet! It's on your plate.

Ramjet: I saw you put it there.

Dirge: ^_^ It's still yours.

Starscream: *looks at the youngsters, and then looks at his strapping, strong Cloudtrader* *feels a little sick* //What is he like, in those other realities? He's so innocent...//

Swindle: *sad smile* //He's still innocent. He's just... offline.//

Starscream: *pang of pain in his spark* //Dead?//

Swindle: //Never had a shell...// *databursts mgScream some images of 'his' Cloudtrader*

Starscream: *ragged intake, and then hides his face as his shoulders shake with compassionate grief*

Skywarp: Dad? Oh no, what's wrong?

Slipstream: *huggaDad!*

others: *clamouring with questions, concern, and comfort. Oh, and self blame*

Swindle: *goes over, and gives Starscream a hug as well*

Starscream: *softly* I... I can't bear to imagine that, Swindle. He's one of the strongest of my sons, and so loving and good.

Swindle: I'm sorry...

George: *is going to frown at Swindle, but then sees that the small mech is sad too, and hugs him till his rivets creak*

Swindle: *o.o* *has creaked rivets?*

Dirge: *knows what creator and Swindle need! Feeds them*

mgScream: *can't help it. Has to laugh at the Giver*

Swindle: *blush* You're as bad as my Blitzwing! *of course, he's usually tied up before feeding, but...*

Dirge: *blink blink* I'm bad? Oh, here, I'll give you some more. I didn't mean to be greedy and keep so much. ^_^

George: Doofus.

Swindle: Not what I meant. *grins at Dirge, though*

Cloudtrader: *sudden sweet laughter* I feel so good after eating that!

mgScream: *looks up with a glad perk as the others echo their white brother*

Swindle: *grins*

Nemesis: *sends over iced blitzcake. The kind with the picture in the slices*

Swindle: *recognizes it. Amuuuuused*

cake: *has a picture of Blitzwing and Swindle in it*

Swindle: *then blinks, and facepalms at that* ^^

Seekers: *so excited about that!*

Dirge: We have to bring them some, Starscream. Can we please? It has their picture on it. Though... it looks more like this Swindle, but look! Blitzwing's hugging her!

Slipstream: *excited squee at the cute!*

Swindle: I don't see why not.

Thrust: *wanted to do that, but now insists on his brother doing it*

mgScream: *gently* I'll bring them a slice. I want all of you to eat yours.

Seekers: *do*

Swindle: *grin*

Zoe: -Got it. But part of it's not from the kitchen.-

Swindle: -Huh?-

Zoe: -The energy supplement for the Seekers.-

Swindle: -What is it?-

Zoe: *databursts him a plan for a simple electric turbine for the underground river she's heard the female Swindle talk about*

Swindle: -Ohhhh!-

Zoe: *and we have foam impregnated with high quality aviation fuel, too. The stuff that they distill from those mushrooms in that reality full of pink shrimp*

Swindle: -That's great!-

Zoe: -Yup! So you can tell the Jive Green Caterpillar that we've found a demand for his product.-

Swindle: *snerks*

Zoe: *does too. She can't help it, even if the psychedelic reality in question gives her the creeps* -If we put it in the foam it's mild enough to use without getting anyone cratered out of their helms.-

Swindle: -That's good-

Zoe: -I love it when things fall into place and more than one reality is benefited at once.- *happy happy*

Swindle: -Indeed.- *making sure all the Seekers have had their fill*

Seekers: *most of them are bouncing in their seats, full of more energy than they've ever felt in their lives, though a couple are blinking contentedly and thinking of naps in the upper valley at home. Most of them have also stashed bits for their red baby sister*

Swindle: *grins at that*

mgScream: *trying to politely but seriously keep the youngsters in check. Finally turns apologetically to Swindle* I think we have to get back. They're going to explode if I make them sit much longer. *slight blush* And I feel as though I might, too.

Swindle: That's perfectly fine. I'm glad I was able to help fill their tanks.

mgScream: *looks at the now empty plates and wishes wistfully that they had enough to be able to afford enough fuel for them to feel like this always, but is resigned to going back to trying to use the ground unit fuels*

Swindle: Oh... there is one other thing. *and tells him what Zoe's told him*

mgScream: *pauses with his mouth open slightly* A turbine? And... how much would that sponge fuel cost?

Swindle: About the same as the energy bars.

mgScream: *optics widen* But you give those to us. We only have to promise to help you if you ever need it.

Swindle: Indeed.

mgScream: Can you actually afford that? *just asked a REALLY stupid question, but doesn't realize it*

Swindle: *can't help it. Laughs*

mgScream: *blink blink* What's funny?

Swindle: I'm sorry... Yes... we can afford that... ^.^;

mgScream: *slightly wibbly again* *quietly* Thank you, friend. I don't know what the Decepticons would do without you.

Ramjet: Rust.

Swindle: I just wish we could have done this sooner.

Cloudtrader: *reaches over and gives Swindle a gentle pat pat. And then fidgets about having to be inside under a roof*

Swindle: *smiles, then pays for the meal*

mgScream: We owe you so much. If you ever do need help, please, don't hesitate to ask. *rises out of the big booth as the youngsters urge him*

Swindle: Thank you.

mgScream: No. Thank you. *impulsive hug, and then pauses while some of the young ones do the same before herding them out of the Black Dog. The roar of jet engines follows*

Swindle: *just grins at that*

Zoe: *invites him to come home and eat blitzcake with strawbaby sauce*

Swindle: *decides to do just that*


((Co-written with swindle_blitz))