randomplaces | The Dream. Common area and kitchen. Blackout's back.

Blackout: *now in the common room. Stumbles slightly and is helped by a strapping black, gold, and red mech as big as herself* *silence that is offended at the stumble as he helps her into a chair*

Swindles: *peeking in. With yapples*

Blackout: *sees them and rumbles, one brow ridge quirking*

mech: *watching them too, his optics narrowed slightly as he contemplates them. Doesn't seem like a bad guy, though. Just new to the place and watchful*

Swindles: *meep* *go get the boss!~*

Blackout: *wonders what that was about* //Swindle? You home?//

Swindle: //I am. I just got told you and someone... new? ...Was here//

Blackout: //My mate.//

Swindle: //Mate?// *arrives*

Blackout: Yeah. *nods to the mech* My wordmate. Greatshot.

Greatshot: *lifts his brows and offers a smile* Hi.

Swindle: Hello. I'm Swindle. Or at least, one of them. ^^

Greatshot: You're the head of the outfit that makes botbeer?

Blackout: *wry small smirk*

Swindle: *chuckles* Among other items, yes.

Greatshot: *grins, though the expression looks a bit tired* I can't get enough of that stuff.

Swindle: *looks amused at that*

Blackout: *absent hand over her belly plate* So how have things been here?

Swindle: Tiring, but okay

Blackout: *frown* Tiring?

Swindle: Been busy dealing with an epidemic...

Blackout: *frown becomes a scowl* What kind of epidemic?

Greatshot: *frowning now. And giving off concerned cop vibes*

Swindle: *tells what they've been dealing with*

Blackout: *very deep scowl now* Everyone here's alright? What about the other Blitzwing, and the Swindle that married his rookie?

Swindle: They're fine.

Blackout: *relaxes a bit and leans back wearily in her chair* Good.

Greatshot: *hovers a bit, watching her. Concerned vibes no longer cop flavoured now*

Swindle: I think Blitzwing's almost fully recovered, so that's good. He was getting bored with being tired all the time.

Blackout: *scowls again* How bad was he?

Swindle: *tells*

Blackout: *deep scowl. Displeased and concerned for one of her favourite goofs*

Swindle: Like I said, he is getting better.

Blackout: Good. *then quirks a brow ridge as Silver lands on Swindle's shoulder and giggles at her* What?

Silver: Baby! :D

Swindle: Baby? *glance at Blackout*

baby: *there, tiny and curled up in a tank beneath Blackout's spark compartment. Is a tiny femme*

Blackout: *is a massive scowl at Silver* Tattletale.

Swindle: ... *picks up and snugs Silver*

Silver: Baby! *snuggadaddy* Paean.

Blackout: *grumbles and rubs her face, then sighs*

Greatshot: *is so concerned while acting like he's not*

Swindle: *sighs as well*

Blackout: *gruffly* I'm carrying. She's part Jazz.

Silver: Tilla badaf!

Swindle: *chuckles at that*

Blackout: ... *slight smirk at the tiny silver scrap*

Blackout: *shakes her head tiredly* But Jazz is dead, and finally gone to rest.

Swindle: *just nods at that*

Blackout: *backhands her mate in the chest with a clang* I had to claim this idiot before he'd go.

Silver: *thinks that's a giggle!*

Swindle: o.O

Blackout: *quirks a brow at Swindle* What?

Swindle: Ah...^^;

Blackout: You heard about the attacks in the reality where I'm Warlady?

Swindle: *frown at that* ...Yes

Blackout: Well that's why I haven't been here lately.

Greatshot: *bit surprised to see her explaining things to the little guy. Isn't going to grin as he discovers that his wife cares about people*

Swindle: I see. Is everything okay there now?

Blackout: Sideswipe and the local Jetfire are going to be a long time recovering, and there were some deaths. *snerk* And a city block destroyed.

Swindle: But it's on the rebound?... *blink at the snerk*

Blackout: Oh yeah. It was my minions that hit the block.

Swindle: *facepalm to hide snerkles*

Blackout: *massive shrug that rouses sleepy Scorponok chitters* They were going after the glitch that stabbed me in the back.

Swindle: *nods lightly at that* Then I'm surprised only a block was destroyed... Of course, if they found them quickly enough...

Blackout: They were too slagged off to play.

Silver: *giggle*

Swindle: *nods at that* I can imagine...

Blackout: Oh yeah, and Tidal Wave's bonded.

Swindle: *BLINK*

Blackout: What?

Silver: Him yike you.

Blackout: Oh. *shrug* Yeah. But he listens to me too.

Swindle: *nods, snuggling a Silver*

Blackout: *and then snerks* Jetfire's been claimed too.

Silver: Airazoh?

Blackout: *curious frown for the bitty* You know a lot, kid.

Silver: Fae. *nod nod*

Swindle: ...Yes, she does. I, at least, don't try and listen too much. *light tickly poke for the Silver*

Silver: *giggles* -Eeee. Silver good! Mama read it on newsfeed!-

Swindle: Newsfeed?

Silver: *nod nod* *shows him picture of Nexus terminal and the online news'papers'* Dat

Swindle: ...Perhaps I should listen more often... or at least read.

Silver: *bitty lovebomb for Daddy* -Mama is profitable wife.- *giggle*

Swindle: *facepalm*

Blackout: *gruffly* So what's new fuel wise? *can you feel how hungry she is, Swindle?*

Swindle: Oh, ah... *quick check on his newest fuels* ...Besides apple candies?

Blackout: Sweets. Eh.

Silver: *looks earnestly at Daddy* -Her never saw meganoodles! Or brats! Make brat and pickle soup?-

Swindle: Oh, those are rather new, aren't they.... Be RIGHT back! *dash to kitchen*

Silver: *showing him the brat and sauerkraut soup she saw some organic eating in the Nexus and thinking how to make the bot version. Okay, it really wasn't soup, just food boiled together, but it's soup to her!*

Swindle: *gonna try and COOK STUFF*

Silver: *gonna try to HELP!*

Swindle: *well, most of the stuff is pre-made anyway*

Silver: *gets the warming pot ready! Also finds the nice yummy savoury oil to use instead of water on the noms* -Meganoodles in? Or dumplings in? Or botatoes?-

Swindle: Great! ...Oh... ah ... Yes?

Silver: *big round eyes* All?

Swindle: ...Yes!

Silver: Otay! *starts buzzing around adding things one at a time*

Swindle: *has SPICY brats!*

Silver: *working so hard!*

yOp: *appears and watches baby sister for a moment, and then heaps into the pot the things she's getting*

Silver: *squee and goes after the garlic flavour pickles jar*

Swindle: *choppin' brats, adding stuff!*

yOp: No, Dad. Whole brats.

Swindle: ....Right, they are small compared to Blackout. *adds the chopped ones anyway for flavor*

yOp: See, that German recipe that Silver's thinking of has whole boiled brats with sauerkraut and some potatoes. *likes that, but thinks this is going to taste better*

Swindle: *fullstop*

Silver: -Pieces of energon 'pider in too?-

Swindle: ...Er...

yOp: What's wrong?

Swindle: *slump*

yOp: Hey, we're just showing her brats and meganoodles. It doesn't have to be just like the human thing. *sniff sniff in the pot*

Swindle: ...Didn't we have the meganoodles for awhile, though?

yOp: Yeah, but she's been hurt for that long too. *perks and shows his dad a recipe for a hearty German soup that's nearly like the boiled dinner, but has some things cut up so that the broth really becomes broth* *quickly wipes drool from mouth*

Swindle: *now trying to fix the stuff, doesn't look so enthused, though*

yOp: Hey, Dad. *hand on his shoulder* Are we making the soup or the pot dinner? Oh, and if it's the soup I better get some botbeer.

Swindle: I don't know now

yOp: Want to flip something?

Swindle: I think it's a mess now

yOp: *carefully sparkles everything back onto the counter in neat and whole piles* *hopeful grin*

Silver: *stacked in the brat pile and giggling*

Swindle: ... *just sighs* Perhaps I should have just wished something up...

yOp: That's no fun. *grins* Should I shred the pickles? Then it'll be like sauerkraut.

Swindle: I guess...

yOp: *offers dad... a white sauce flavoured pushpop* Don't feel bad. You haven't seen some of the screw ups I've done.

Silver: *reminds Oppy of the time he got drunk*

yOp: *blush* Yeah, you saw that one.

Swindle: *just shakes his head as he half-heartedly works*

yOp: *ponders and then gets a glint in his optic* Do you think bots would like something like sauerkraut to put on their bot burgers and sammiches?

Swindle: Maybe.

yOp: *snerk* We could name it after Blackout.

Swindle: Might want to ask her... *fixity fix*

yOp: I'll make some first... *contemplates, and then grins. Grabs a bowl and starts mixing the recipe for salad chips, but adds pickle and salt flavour*

Silver: *is added to the mixture and picked back out*

Swindle: *absently works*

yOp: *puts stuff in the baker, and then takes out leaves and goes to have Blackout taste them*

Blackout: *can be felt clear from common room. Likes this! Likes the smell from the kitchen too, and is impatient to meet it in person*

Swindle: *tries to hurry now*

Silver: *trying to help! Buzzing around all over, and winds up in the pot*

Swindle: *absently removing Silver*

Silver: *sputter, giggle* Need more picka, Daddy.

Swindle: *add more pickle*

yOp: Back. *grabs the last of the pickle leaves* She says to call it Blackout salad.

Swindle: ... *nod* *finish*

yOp: *gets the biggest platter they own*

Swindle: *sigh* *hopes it's good enough*

yOp: *helps ladle all the nom into the platter*

Silver: *goes and gets blitzbread!*

Swindle: *and is trying not to slump*

yOp: There we go. *is forgetting botter!*

Swindle: *adds botter. Does it automatically*

yOp: Whoops. *sheepish* *looks at platter, looks at Dad* *thinks Dad is strong!*

Swindle: *does pick up the platter*

yOp: :D *picks up the Silver*

Swindle: *takes the platter out to Blackout*

Blackout: *eager grin and rumblings as she sees him coming* Smells good.

Swindle: *small smile* I hope you like it

Blackout: Hold it over here. *grins more*

Swindle: *does so*

Blackout: *bow head. Then taste. And then EAT* *is liking this very much. Wants this at the Black Dog so she can have it whenever she wants. And yes, this is quieting all those stinking cravings*

Swindle: *perk*

Blackout: *wipes platter clean with blitzbread, and then looks at Swindle expectantly* There's more, right?

Swindle: *blinks* ...I... *didn't check to see just how much he made*

yOp: *is a feeling of quick sparkling in the kitchen as he makes the bit that's left into another whole potful* -Of course there's more.-

Swindle: Ah, right. ^^;; *goes to refill*

Blackout: *is a happy and slightly impatient rumble behind him* Maybe add some gummi ham to it, too. *loves those brats, but now she wants ham flavour as well*

Swindle: *adding gummi ham*

yOp: *big happy grin* She ordered it for the Dog, didn't she?

Silver: -Not out loud. Yet.-

Swindle: -Yah, no, not out loud, yet-

yOp: Bummer. *glances toward the hall*

Silver: *giggles* -Pot gonna make one more batch when empty.-

yOp: *perk* We get some?

Swindle: *taking refilled, gummihammied platter to Blackout*

Blackout: *always knew Swindle was adorable and useful!*

Silver: *giggles at the thought*

Swindle: *trying not to read minds, so didn't catch that one*

Silver: Daddy... -Adorable and useful?-

Blackout: *snorts at the bitty* Yup. Can I order a few cases of this?

Swindle: ... *BLUSH* ...Of course!

Blackout: Good. Add it to the Black Dog order too. *yup, she wanted those first cases for herself, which means they'll need to put that order into a stasis chest chest, since Blackout and her army don't cook*

Swindle: Will do... Do you want separate with and without gummihams?

Blackout: *thinks about that* I want all the stuff I'm going to eat to have it. But the kid might change her mind sometime. *frown*

Swindle: *chuckles*

Blackout: ...Maybe make some of each.

Swindle: *nods, and goes to fill the order*

Greatshot: *holds the platter for Blackout as she eats and feels very happy to every Guardian Fae in the area*

Swindle: *light purr as he cooks*

yOp: *has a big happy grin on his face as he stirs another batch of Blackout salad with Silver*

Swindle: *soon has order filled*

yOp: *added some of the salad, shredded, and put the rest into the box* *can't wait to have some of this himself!*

Swindle: *has order in a stasis box, will deliver*

Greatshot: *takes the box* Thank you. *glances at mate, who is conked out and snoring softly in her chair*

Swindle: *chuckle* You're quite welcome.

Greatshot: I think she wants to go home. *thinks of the heap of warmed sand that helps support Blackout's weight and keeps her from stiffening up*

Swindle: Do you need help?

Greatshot: *looks at case, looks at mate* Er. I'm not sure how to get her home without breaking a weld or something. I mean, I can carry her, but still...

Silver: Some owwies till tender?

Greatshot: Yeah, she's busted them a couple times.

Swindle: I could offer a teleport?

Greatshot: *perks* Wait. You're the guy Pink says gives wishes, right?

Swindle: One of them, yes.

Greatshot: Okay. I wish that Blackout is at home safely in her bed.

Swindle: *grants that wish*

Greatshot: *bit worried as he watches his new commander vanish, but he knows Jetfire's at home waiting for her* Thanks. *reaches for the stasis box*

Swindle: Anything else I can do?

Greatshot: *thinks about that* Yeah. I better get some more gummi ham, and as many pickle flavoured non cookies as I can. She eats them all the time.

Swindle: *chuckles, and dashes to get some*

Silver: *helping! By fuzzing around and chattering a mile a minute*

Swindle: *soon has that order filled*

yOp: *helps, in between helping himself to the contents of the pot. Good thing his tank is a lot smaller than Blackout's*

Swindle: *snerk*

yOp: ^^;

Silver: *sqeeees and heads for the common room*

Greatshot: Hello.

Silver: *kissies! And then flies away!*

Greatshot: Whoa...

Swindle: *amused*

Greatshot: *looks toward Swindle* What was that all about?

Swindle: That's... just Silver

yOp: That's the only explanation.

Greatshot: *blink blink* *snerk* Alright.

Swindle: *offers the rest of the order*

Greatshot: Thanks. *takes it* How much do I owe?

Swindle: *gives Blackout's usual rate*

Greatshot: Can I transmit the payment?

Swindle: Of course!

Greatshot: Okay, give me the code to send it to.

Swindle: *does so*

Greatshot: *sends payment, and tip*

Swindle: *beam*

yOp: :D

Greatshot: It was nice meeting you guys. Maybe I'll see you later.

Swindle: More than likely. It was nice meeting you too

Greatshot: *grins, waves to Silver on the ceiling, and then PINpoints away*

((Co-written with

swindle_blitz))