Dream and Dalla's Reality. Common Area and Dalla's House. Changes on the Rock

[dens_extra_pups]

Zoe: *grins at mate as she comes out to where he is* You won't need lunch, hm?

Swindle: Huh? Oh... *blush*...

Zoe: Want to bring something for Dalla? *looks for Blitzwing and finds him comically defended by Rope*

Swindles: *trying to get him. Aren't trying that hard, know he's still recouperating*

Blitzwing: Ahhh, hehehee!

Rope: *whip whip. Isn't hard enough to hurt anybody no matter how hard he whips*

Swindle: *snerk* Oh, yes, I would.

Zoe: *laughing at the 'battle'* What, do you think?

Swindle: *blinks* I'm not sure...

Zoe: Something pretty? Has Blitzwing been arting lately?

Swindle: I'm not sure he has...

Zoe: Hmm. *thinks and looks around* *watches a bee go past* ...Honey?

Swindle: *blinks* Oh, honey would be perfect!

Zoe: *grins* Some of the Seeker guys got some from the bees the other day. *meaning the bees were a bit upset no one came looking for honey and DUMPED it on the bots in the kitchen*

Swindle: *blinks as he catches the meaning* Oh, dear...

Zoe: I think they've recovered. *looks around, since the kitchen work's done and nobody needs to be there today*

Swindle: That's good.

Zoe: The honey's in the pantry. In teddy bear jars. *grin*

Swindle: ...Why teddy bears?

Blitzwing: *Hears this* Because of you! AHAHAHAHA... hey!

Zoe: *laughs* Well, and it's one of the traditional shapes for honey jars.

Swindle: How strange.

Zoe: On Earth in the children's stories there are bears who only eat honey.

Swindle: Ohhhh...

Zoe: *nods* *chuckles*

Swindle: *goes to get the honey, and to wrap it up as a gift*

Mixer: *looks down from a top shelf, and then gets some pretty golden tinsel cord to offer*

Swindle: Thank you, Mixer.

Mixer: *nod nod!*

Swindle: *has everything wrapped up.* *Including Blitzwing, it seems... though he's only got a bow on*

Zoe: *laughing again* You're not giving him to Dalla?

Swindle: As much as she'd like to keep him... *snerk*

Zoe: *laughs more. Knows how fond the big Lu lady is of Blitzwing as a friend*

Swindle: *goes to chase the other Swindles off* Okay, playtime's over, I need Blitzwing.

Blitzwing: Awwwww.

Zoe: But TC would love to play. *grin*

Swindles: o.o! *go pounce on the Seeker*

Zoe: *laughing much now*

Blitzwing: ...Shall I remove the bow?

Zoe: I think it looks cute. Here. *moves it to his chest* Now it's a tie.

Swindle: *snerks*

Blitzwing: *smirks as well*

Zoe: *checks her mate for dust, then offers him some sugar* Have fun.

Swindle: *snugs back* We will. *teleports himself and Blitzwing to Dalla's*

Dalla: *is there to meet Swindle and Blitz, her wriggly daughter held under one arm* *starts to greet them, but then frowns with concern at Blitzwing. Turns her attention to Swindle* Are you two alright?

Swindle: ...Blitzwing has been sick, but he's recouperating.

Dalla: And you? *ears back with her frown*

Swindle: Trying to help deal with the rest of our reality...

Dalla: *supportive arm for Blitzwing* Is it a story you can tell over dinner?

Blitzwing: Can't say no to dinner. *perk*

Dalla: *hums softly as Aoife reaches for Blitzwing* So is the story safe then? *will try to guide her friend toward where a table is set between sitting pillows*

Swindle: Safe enough, I believe.

Blitzwing: *coos*

Dalla: *pauses to hand over cheerful fuzzy toddler* She just had a bath, watch out for static.

Aoife: *hums and cuddles. You think the Mow is floof? He ain't got nothin' on this baby!*

Blitzwing: *purrrs and cuddles*

Dalla: *helps him sit on a shiny gold and purple pillow, and then nods Swindle toward the heavy green one* I hope you two are hungry.

Aoife: Hope you're hungry. *nod nod*

Swindle: Well... oh! *takes out the gift wrapped honey jars* These are for you, Dalla.

Dalla: Ohh. What's this? *accepts the gifts and looks at them, then gives him a quizzical smile*

Swindle: They're jars of honey.

Dalla: Honey? *ears perk* Oh. The sweet thing from insects?

Aoife: Intects? *snuggaBlitz*

Blitzwing: Yep! We've got quite a few share-happy bees in the Dream!

Dalla: *hum of laughter as she sets down the honey jars carefully and then settles to sit on her own cushion* Share happy?

Swindle: Recently, when no one went to check on them, the bees somehow delivered a batch themselves. On top of our Seeker crew.

Dalla: *wide eyes and ears standing up, and then she's humming much* Oh no.

Blitzwing: *giggles at that* The bees are very friendly there.

Dalla: It sounds like it. *wipes at her eyes and hums a bit more* Did having syrup dumped on them hurt the crew?

Swindle: They've had worse dumped on them. Usually by each other.

Dalla: *hum/laughs some more, but then claps her hands together* Let's start this.

Aoife: Oh! Food! Yay!

Blitzwing: *grins, and looks curious*

Dalla: *happy smile* I've gotten the best for you two.

Swindle: Really? *curious and slightly blushing at that*

Dalla: Really. Optimus and Norton prepared it. *pauses and frowns slightly* Though now that I think of it, Optimus looked rather worn down too.

Swindle: *nods lightly* He's been also working combating the sickness.

Dalla: *frowns a bit more, but then puts her ears forward* Can you tell me the story now? *glances toward the servants that are bringing in a huge slab of the nice salty green gummi ham and an equally huge slab of meat plant*

Swindle: Well, there's two realities that were hit by the same virus. One was our home reality, and we've been working to make sure those that haven't succumbed have been vaccinated and have the proper treatment...

Dalla: *winces* An epidemic.

Blitzwing: Yes, just glad we caught it in time...

Swindle: ...because in the other reality, it nearly wiped out our species.

Dalla: *hand to her mouth* Oh no. Seriously?

Aoife: *worried frown at Mama*

Swindle: *nods lightly* That's why Optimus and I are... looking worn. We've been trying to revive others...

Dalla: Do you mean from the dead? *curious and surprised expression*

Swindle: I do.

Dalla: *sits up* You can do that?

Swindle: Yes. It wears on us, and it doesn't always work--sometimes the person doesn't want to return. And we can't, nor would we want to, force them.

Dalla: Ahhh. I understand. You're fixing the story.

Aoife: *chin on table* Tory.

Swindle: Yes.

Blitzwing: *coo at Aoife again*

Dalla: *nods as she picks up the big bowl of botato salad* Is there anything I can do to help? And would you like some of this? It has garlic flavour pickle in it, I'm told.

Blitzwing: OOOO...

Swindle: I'm not sure right at the moment... *though it could be he's just tired enough to not think straight*

Dalla: *as she heaps noms on Blitzwing's plate* You're tired. I can see it. Maybe I should send you home to cuddle your wife after dinner. What I was going to show you can wait.

Swindle: *blush* ...I wouldn't want to keep you waiting...

Blitzwing: Thank you. ^^

Dalla: *grins* It's just a... *pauses and perks her ears* Good story. Hmmm. We have been using that machine you gave us to take pictures.

Swindle: Oh?

Dalla: *more grin* Yes. Help yourselves to the food. I'll be right back! *up on her feet and out of the room*

Aoife: Aoife serve! *tries to climb onto the table*

Swindle: Thank you. Awww... *tries to help*

Aoife: *pushing the plates over and the bowls containing noms. It's salad and roast, it looks like, and it all smells delicious*

Swindle: *chuckles, and fills plates, his and Blitzwing's both*

Aoife: *being careful not to touch the Transformer's food. Has plainly been coached by her mother. This becomes more apparent when she offers Swindle, but not Blitzwing, a bit of the lovely smelling cheese that was sitting on the platter with the meat plant roast* Cheese?

Swindle: *sniffs, sparkles ever so slightly, then sniffs again* Oh... perhaps a little.

Aoife: *grins and points to the knife for organic foods* Aoife too little for knife.

Swindle: So's Blitzwing. *smirk*

Blitzwing: HEY! *playful poke*

Swindle: *meeps, then takes and cuts himself off a slice*

Aoife: *confused baby grin, her eyes bright. Doesn't get it, but loves you anyway!*

Swindle: *will taste the cheese. Yes, he changed himself just enough to eat it in this form...*

Aoife: *peeks around the gummi ham roast, and then grins and points to the bot cheese* For you, Uncle Blitzing!

Blitzwing: Thank you.

Dalla: *startled sound as she stops and looks toward her guests, then hums* Aoife, get your feet off the table.

Aoife: Meep! *jumps down to Mama's pillow*

Swindle: *BLUSH*

Dalla: *still humming laughter as she comes over. Has one of the large magazine like books of this place in one hand, though it looks small compared to her* Alright. I can tell you about this without having to drag you out of the hall.

Blitzwing: *perk?*

Swindle: What is it?

Dalla: A book of pictures of what the Rock looks like now. *grins and settles down in her seat* You've got your food. Good!

Swindle: Have we been gone that long?

Dalla: *hums* I guess not. But there've been a lot of changes.

Blitzwing: *is curious*

Dalla: *grins* Should we eat first?

Aoife: *little eyes just peeking over the table top* Pictures!

Swindle: Well, I wouldn't want to ruin the pictures with food...

Aoife: 0.o Oh. *little hand reeeeaaaching for a handful of the salad that Dalla just put on her plate*

Blitzwing: ...Awwww. *switches* Eating first is fine.

Dalla: *makes sure babby has a pretty purple radish*

Aoife: *bows head, then vanishes as she lays back on her pillow to nom*

Swindle and Blitzwing: *bow their heads as well*

Dalla: *looks up after being thankful, and then has a big bite of meat plant* Oh hey. This is good.

Swindle and Blitz: *nom their foods*

food: *SO GOOD*

Dalla: *surprised and happy sounds as she eats her roast* Swindle, your daughter is a genius about what tastes good.

Swindle: *MMMmmsss, then blushes a bit* Yes... She amazes me still.

Dalla: *chuckles* Oh, I'm not talking about Nanny this time, though she's a Master of what's good. But it was Silver who suggested a little bit of flax seed oil in the hot sauce.

Swindle: *blink* Silver?

Dalla: *chuckles* Silver. She said to put mineralized refined oil in the sauce on your roast, too.

Blitzwing: It's goooood.

Swindle: ...Whoa.

Dalla: *hums and grins. Also NOMS*

Blitz and Swindle: *nom as well, though Swindle's shaking his head in amusement*

Dalla: *soon has her roast gone and much of the salad, while Aoife has eaten all the radishes out of said salad, and is now happily gnawing a piece of hard cheese rind*

Swindle and Blitz: *have food gone as well*

Aoife: *from under the table comes the bitty voice* Tesert?

Dalla: *grin* Do we need dessert?

Blitzwing: Dessert is wonderful!

Swindle: *facepalm*

Dalla: *hums* Do you want something sweet? Or something to drink while we look at the pictures?

Swindle: A drink will be fine.

Dalla: *calls to a servant, who comes in with a big bottle of beautiful clear golden energon on a cart* This? *grin*

Swindle: *whistles*

Dalla: You go ahead and do the honours. *looks to her daughter* I think your cheese rind is your dessert.

Aoife: Yay! Tesert!

Swindle: *will pour some energon, then?*

servant: *gave cups! Then took the cart away*

Blitzwing: *behaving*

Dalla: *sets down the book and opens it to the first page. There is a photo of the view from her roof... and it looks empty. Where once buildings were packed wall to wall and on top of each other except for the citadels there are now orderly streets with evenly spaced buildings being built on them*

Swindle: ... Whoa

Dalla: *turns another page and shows the ocean free of rafts and the sides of the Rock free of the little huts that used to hang precariously there on ropes*

Blitzwing: ...It looks so empty now...

Dalla: *gives him the book so that he can look at the other pictures* Over fifty percent of the population has gone to homes in other realities. Whole races have moved out. And the raft people who have stayed now have sturdy boats that they can travel the oceans in.

Blitzwing: Wow...

Dalla: Only the lizard people and the ghouls are left in the tunnels. And some of the water people are living in the tunnels below the water line.

Swindle: That's amazing.

Dalla: Some of the winged people have moved to the boats with our former raft people, and there are some roosting in the tunnels that open to the open air. They're helping the lizard people get rid of the ghouls.

Swindle: *nods, and looks at the pictures as well*

Dalla: There are only four Matriarchs on the rock now. But we think that's enough. *hums a chuckle* But some of the wealthier humans were trying to make all of us leave. They said that the Rock was only for humans. The lizard, winged, and n'roo people put an end to THAT line of thought.

Aoife: Lu human!

Dalla: Yes, we are.

Swindle: Huh...

Dalla: Some of the people who lived here have moved to my plot on the world where Zoe raises dinosaurs, and it's their home now. And some of these new buildings that are being built? Are arboretums. There are going to be gardens just for looking at here.

Blitzwing: That's amazing.

Dalla: *grins, her eyes twinkling* Yes. And it never would have happened without you and Swindle.

Swindle and Blitzwing: *both blush at that*

Dalla: *big grin, and nods to the book* You can take that home. Zoe says you like books.

Swindle: I do.

Blitzwing: This is just... amazing.

Dalla: *so happy* We're interacting with our neighbours on the other islands, and no one here is hungry, except maybe the ghouls, and I don't really care about them.

Blitzwing: No one being hungry is a good thing. I remember when I shot those tigerbats...

Dalla: *softly* Yes. No one comes and wants to eat them anymore when Sky and I hunt.

Swindle: That's good ^^

Dalla: *grins* *then her ears twitch* Oh yes, and do you remember that low island that fell into the sea when the volcano next to it went off?

Blitzwing: *light frown* Yes?

Dalla: *grins* The people who lived on that island were moved to another one near to the k'vk'ar island. And it turns out they're genetically similar to Lu.

Blitzwing: Oh?

Dalla: *nods* Turn to the last page of the book.

Blitzwing: *does so*

picture: *a skinny, dark teal coloured girl of about fourteen years old with long hair of the same colour. Looks perfectly human but for her colour and the long, tufted tail that's curled behind her. Is also grinning like only a fourteen year old girl can grin. Noticeable on her legs are some wide white scars*

Swindle: *peeks over* Huh

Dalla: They're like us in that they have a lot more men than women. But their men are smart like you guys. Women are called 'Mother', and they lead a family group. This little girl decided to move away and start her own family group when an older girl came to join her family and brought brothers along. *hums* All those big strapping men calling this little one "Mother".

Blitzwing: *chuckles at that*

Dalla: *grins* She's taken her menfolk to the Nexus.

Swindle: Oh?

Dalla: Yes. *hum* She's always been an adventurer. See the scars? She went through razor grass when she was a toddler, and then tried it again the next day, thinking her bandages would be armour.

Swindle: *facepalm*

Dalla: *so amused* You might see her and her men at the Black Dog sometime.

Swindle: I'll keep an optic out for them.

Dalla: *grins, then perks her ears and takes her communicator out of the pocket on her arm band as it deedles* Hello? Oh, hello, Rache. I'll ask him. Alright. Good bye. *puts device back in its pocket and looks at Blitzwing* You know what she was asking, right?

Blitzwing: *slumps at that* Yes, I do...

Dalla: *reaches to put a hand on his shoulder* *gently* She told me you need your rest so you can get better. And that she's got your blanket warmed up.

Blitzwing: Can't wait to be done with this stupid sickness... .>.<.

Aoife: *crawls out from under the table and puts bitty hands on his knee* Hugit better?

Blitzwing: Doesn't work that way... But it won't hurt...

Aoife: *GLOMP*

Blitzwing: ... *snuggle*

Dalla: You're always welcome to come. *smiles at him gently*

Blitzwing: I know...

Dalla: *takes a sparkly, glowing mobile out of the box that's been sitting beside her since she came back with the book* And I got you this for when you have to stay in bed.

Blitzwing: *takes it gingerly* Thank you...

Dalla: *pulls something big, fuzzy, and soft out too* And this.

Blitzwing: *blinks at the big fuzzy*

Dalla: *turns it around so that he can see that it's a Swindle dolly with kitty ears*

Blitzwing: ... *SQUEE*!

Swindle: *FACEPLAM*

Dalla: XD XD XD

Aoife: *bitty Squee!*

Blitzwing: You're too kind, Dalla.

Dalla: *grinning* You're my friend.

Blitzwing: *smiles* Thank you.

Swindle: We should get you home, Blitz.

Dalla: Here's your gift, Swindle. For sometime when you feel a bit less mechanical. *gives him a box kit for macaroni and white sauce with cheese*

Swindle: *blushes* Thank you, Dalla. ^^

Dalla: *happy grin as she gets to her feet and comes around the table to snag her wiggling daughter* Thanks for coming. And I mean it about the always being welcome.

Swindle: We'll try and come over more often. Work does tend to get in the way of things... *blush*

Dalla: *hums and glances at the book she's given them* I understand that.

Aoife: *sleep attacked!*

Blitzwing: *coo*

Dalla: *grin* Here's the box for your mobile. *offers it while getting toddler better situated for sleep on her arm*

Blitzwing: Thank you. *takes the box, and carefuly places the mobile in it*

Dalla: *gives him a peck on the cheek, then looks at him expectantly*

Blitzwing: *confused*

Dalla: *perks ears* Don't the others want a kiss too?

Blitzwing: Oh! *chuckles, and switches faces*

Dalla: *peck!*

Blitzwing: *and one last time*

Dalla: *gives Random a bigger smooch, just because he's Random* *hums and then turns to give Swindle his peck... on the top of his head*

Swindle: *blush* ^^

Dalla: *squeezes his shoulder and then checks on her sleeping bitty* Someone's in your drawer. I can hear them giggling.

Swindle: o.O... *looks in drawer*

Cloe: :D

Swindle: Silly bitty

Cloe: *giggle* Dada done?

Swindle: Dada done.

Cloe: *squeal!*

Dalla: Oh. That's not Silver, is it?

Swindle: No, it's Cloe.

Dalla: I haven't seen her since she was new. *leans over to peek*

Swindle: *takes Cloe out of his drawer and shows*

Dalla: Ohhhhh. She has your eyes.

Cloe: :o *poke self in optic* Beh?

Swindle: *Chuckles*

Dalla: *hums laughter* I think she's tired.

Swindle: I think so too

Cloe: *clicks and babbles. Then looks around like she forgot something*

Swindle: What is it, Cloe?

Cloe: *big sunny grin* *yup, babby's lost her mind*

Swindle: *smirk*

Dalla: *so amused*

Swindle: *snuggles Cloe* We should go...

Dalla: Alright. *steps back, snuggling her own bitty*

Swindle: *smiles, and stands near Blitzwing. With a poof, they're gone back to the Dream*

Zoe: *standing by Shadowwraithe, both ready to snag hubbies and put them to bed*

Swindle: Meep!

Blitzwing: *sigh*

Zoe: Shadowwraithe gets the hammock for her and Blitzwing tonight, so you and I are going to sleep under the stars on the air mattress, Swindle.

Swindle: We are?

Zoe: Well... if you want to. *grin* Dirge and Columba are trying to talk the other Seekers into dancing tonight and playing shooting stars.

Swindle: Okay...

Zoe: But we can sleep in the pillow pit if you'd rather. *grin* *blink* Cloe... *snerk* Drawer?

Swindle: Whatever's best with you, dear... and yes, drawer.

Zoe: *laughing as she reaches for the bitty* She's such a stinker. I don't know where she gets it.

Dirge: *in the distance* ZOE! Who wrote "Kick me" on my back?

Zoe: *halo* No idea, Dirge.

Swindle: *small smile*

Zoe: *then turns back to mate and gently love bombs him* I got you a present.

Swindle: ...Present?

Zoe: Yup. *grins and offers package*

Swindle: *takes package*

Zoe: Open it. *accidentally leaks thoughts of soft new Swindle pillow case*

Swindle: o.O *opens it*

pillow case: *soft, fluffy, and snuggly to the extreme. Also his favourite colour*

Swindle: Awwwww

Zoe: *grins and love bombs again* Should we try it out?

Swindle: I'd love to *purr*

Zoe: *big grin as she leads him over to where the air mattress is a nest of giant comfy pillow on the lawn*

Swindle: *purr*

Zoe: *soon has babbies tucked into her cockpit, kitties on her feet, and hubbie in a pillow case in her arms*

Swindle: *snuggling in his new pillow case*

Zoe: *love love love bomb. Then looks up and chuckles* There are our 'shooting stars'. Looks like Dirge slagged TC off and everyone's trying to trash him.

Swindle: *facepalm*

Zoe: *chuckles and loves loves him some more*

Swindle: *purrs happily*

Zoe: *will love love hubby even after they're asleep and dreaming*

((Written by random_xtras and swindle_blitz))