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randomplaces2013-01-10 01:52 am
mosaic_archive) wrote in randomplaces2013-01-10 01:52 am
Nexus. Black Dog. Happy New Year!
[The Wilybots, being from Earth, had a New Years party at their Nexus Warehouse.. but a few have decided to drag 'wallflowers' to the Black Dog instead to try to get them to be more social. And they've included neighbors Waspinator and Terrorsaur in that. As bait, they told the Predacons they were being hired to help out if anyone got severely drunk. The two Predacons aren't comfortable going somewhere where they'll run into other Transformers, but have been convinced that with that much of a New Years crowd they might be overlooked.]
Cinnamon: *a little wary of all the big feet*
Axl: *hoping the whole reservations thing worked, he's more used to parties you just crash*
Mal: *notices the group over by the door and steers her leather clad, apron wearing pink husband over from where she's riding on his shoulders in her little lolita princess dress- which is rumpled and hiked so her bloomers show* You have a reservation?
Axl: Yeah. I'm Axl... *wonders if he has to introduce everyone...
Zero: For the last time, they're not going to eat you... *convincing Waspy and Terry to come in*
Mal: *looks up, absently putting her hands over her husband's eyes and making him "eeek!" softly* Nah. Bugs and lizards? Yeuch. I'd rather eat the cake. You're the Wily bunch, right?
Teal: *also wary about all the big bots, and feet of said big bots, staying under one of Storm Eagle's wings*
Rock: I'm not a....
Zero: Since I made the reservations, probably... unless some more of my siblings are planning to show up...
Elec: *to Mal* Don't ask. Our family tree looks like a baobab
Mal: This way. *steers husband without uncovering his eyes, which makes him dither and twitch his gorgeous moth wings* And yeah, join the club, kid. I started life as a computer virus in someone's head.
Zero: *that makes him go quiet a bit. Reminders of Omega are never a good thing*
Group: *follow along*
Rock: So... um, are you a Predacon, or... what are all the other groups again?
Mal: *glances at him as her husband leads them unerringly between the feet of bots and tables despite fussing and not being able to see* Me? I'm a Sewercon. Scattershot's a Divacon.
Rock: Oh, we know a Sewercon... *just smiles, friendly little guy*
Mal: Wingnut, right? *snerk*
Rock: *nodnod* I don't know her very well, though. She lives with the Stardroids.
Rock: I don't know if I'll ever learn to keep all the groups I hear about from your world straight, but I guess ours is just as confusing to someone who isn't used to it.
Teal, Cinnamon, Storm Eagle, Lumine: *all seem fine with letting Rock draw all the attention*
X Light: *keeping an eye on Rock as if he was the big brother instead of the other way around. It does get confusing when big brother doesn't grow up and he did...*
Mal: Lotta realities that we Transformer things come from. But Wingnut's my Original's older sister. The same flake sparked them both.
Rock: *innocently* Flake? *not sure if she means the insult or if it has some other meaning... after all 'spark' means something different to beasties... and the Stardroids too*
Elec: *facepalms and snerks*
Mal: Weirdo? Nutter? Here's your table, up on top of this one with the temporary bar and the cake. You need help getting up there?
Rock: I didn't bring my dog with me, so I can't fly up.
Elec: Can you believe he's actually the oldest one of us here? Except the designated flyers, maybe... *doesn't know how old Waspy and Terry are, has never asked*
Waspy: *has been very quiet, speaks up now* We can get little fleshie-bots that are not flyers up to table.
Terry: I guess that's what we're being paid for.
Lumine: *already hovering up*
Axl: *holding onto Cinnamon, likewise*
Storm Eagle: *can fly up with Teal*
Mal: Great. Your server's up there. *waves, and then proceeds to inform her husband that she wants to nom his chips, causing him to shriek like a girl and bolt*
Spazz: *looks around as the first of the party reaches the top of the big table that the bar, the organic cake, and a couple-three human size tables are sitting on* Don't tell me she's bwaiming him again.
Group: *once Elec, Rock, Zero and X are ferried up, settle down at their table*
Rock: What does that word mean?
Axl: Wow, look at that cake!
Spazz: It's what one little LOL cat kitten says when he bites his brother on the head on this poster on my living room wall. *grins at Axl's comment* Yup. You want some? It's on the house. That's the organic version.
Axl: Sure!
Zero: Me too... you want some, X?
X Light: Maybe a little piece.
Rock: *still puzzled, but there's CAKE* I'd like some, please.
Lumine: *thinking they're all going to get sugar buzzed, and he's trapped with them*
Axl: And my little brother wants some too.
Lumine: No, I don't.
Waspinator: Waspinator would like cake... but... Waspinator is not supposed to have anything with too much sugar
Mal: No non consensual cake serving. Sorry. *turns toward cake* This doesn't have sugar. Stevia leaf. How big a piece?
Waspinator: *hardly ever gets cake because of the sugar thing, so just looks confused* What size is normal sized piece of cake?
Spazz: *snerks and cuts a great big lovely slab as big as two pounds of butter stacked one on the other, then brings it over and plunks it in front of him*
Waspy: *is a happy bug*
cake: *has icing! And says, "Happy New Year!" in the cross section*
Spazz: *as she goes to get the next piece of cake* Oh, I'm Spazz by the way.
Terry: *despite being told otherwise, is still imagining a sugar buzzed Waspy, and is thus distracted from not introducing himself.* Terrorsaur... are you sure there's no sugar in that cake?
Spazz: As sure as I am that Mal has no spark. *cuts a small piece for the guy who wanted a small piece, then brings it over and looks to see who that guy was*
Cinnamon: Please don't worry so much, Terrorsaur. I'm sure if anything happens, I can try to counteract it...
Waspy: *were you saying anything? Has cake!*
Rock: I'm Rock. And that's my brother Elec, and my other younger brother X. And that's Zero... he's Elec's younger brother but not mine, and...
Lumine: She asked who we were, not to be bludgeoned with your family tree.
Storm Eagle: Can I go on record as saying I'm not related to any of them?
Spazz: *to Lumine* Hey, kid. Stop harshing the mellow. *cheerful grin without mockery* If he's bugging me I'll tell him. Now who wanted the little piece? *to Storm Eagle* I try that all the time with Vituperation. Nobody believes me.
Rock: Mellow? Like marshmallows? My 'niisan puts those in his tea sometimes.
Zero: I'll vouch for him. Eagle's not a part of any of the Lightbot or Wilybot family mess.
X Light: *just waves, little piece of cake was his*
Spazz: *gives little piece of cake and a smile, which then turns to a grin as she looks at Zero* Whatever you say. You want a big piece of cake, right? *knows the stories about this guy's rep with food*
Zero: Yes, thanks.
Spazz: *cheery sarcasm! She brings back a piece she can barely carry*
Storm Eagle: There is no way you're going to be able to eat all that...
Spazz: Anybody else want some?
Storm Eagle: *hand goes up*
Spazz: How much? Or are you going to steal some of his?
Lumine: *quiet, to Axl* and you were worried about a drinking competition....
Axl: *quiet, back* It's still early
Spazz: I'll get to drinks in a minute. *doesn't look at the two*
Zero: No, he's not
Teal: *oh dear*
Storm Eagle: I'd like a big piece...
Spazz: *points to Zero's* That big?
X Light: *sigh, facepalm, thinking that somehow this is going to end with him having to put them in CR. He's not sure HOW, but it will*
Eagle: *just nods*
Eagle: *competitive birdie glare at Zero*
Spazz: I should mention this is Guardian Fae made cake. You can't get sick on it no matter how hard you try. *goes to get that big piece*
beautiful little femme with what looks like bunny ears: *pauses by the table* The cake is a lie! *runs off cackling*
Spazz: Buzz off, Vi. *doesn't look around as she cuts cake*
X Light: Well, that's a relief....
Waspinator: *looks from bunny-femme to cake and back, confused*
Terry: *sigh* It's real, Waspy. Eat your cake.
Spazz: *comes back with Eagle's cake and plunks it in front of him* Yeah. It's real. Vi's just been hitting the axle grease too hard.
Rock: She can get drunk from axle grease?
Spazz: Nope. It's more like a sugar buzz in a human.
Vi: *somewhere over THERE* It's a lie! *cackle*
Rock: Oh. *to Terry* Is that why Waspinator isn't allowed to...
Terry: *cuts him off* Yes
Nemesis: *wanders over with a big pitcher and glasses of various sizes* Energy drink cocktail? Buck a glass.
Terrorsaur: *looks tempted, but he's technically on the job here*
Lumine: What's the species compatibility for that?
Nemesis: It's made with Monster energy drink, grape juice, and fizzy water. *holographic scroll of the Monster ingredients as she pours a largish glass and sets it in front of Terrorsaur*
Terry: *has nexus currency*
Lumine: *stares at the ingredient list for half a second before saying* So, not compatible with anything sane...
Axl: I'll have one!
Lumine: *mutters something about a proven point*
Nemesis: *pours one for Axl, then kisses Waspinator on the head* None for you.
Waspy: *just bugsmiles* Is ok. Waspinator has cake.
Nemesis: *grins at him, and then looks at the rest of the table* Alright, anybody want to order something while I'm here?
Cinnamon: Ah, do you have any fruit juice..?
Axl: You should try one of these... they're pretty good...
Cinnamon: Well... *considering*
Nemesis: It's good, but it'll have little things like you twitching like scrats.
Cinnamon: I think I'd best pass on that, then.
Lumine: At least with Axl, we might not even notice the difference...
Spazz: *snorts*
Nemesis: I can bring a pitcher of fizzy cranberry juice.
Cinnamon: That sounds nice. *smiles*
X Light: Mind sharing? *doesn't much care for getting drunk... and has an odd sinking feeling as he watches Zero and Storm Eagle decide to order Monster cocktails. The list of ingredients hadn't looked problematic, but he just couldn't shake the feeling this wasn't going to end well*
Nemesis: A pitcher is about twelve glasses for bots your size. If you don't share, you're nuts.
Rock: Do you have hot chocolate? With cinnamon?
Elec: Count me in on sharing the cranberry stuff
Nemesis: *as she pours energy drink cocktail for Zero and Eagle* Spazz, make cinna chocolate for this guy.
Spazz: On it. Want a cinna stick? *heads for the bar standing there and looking slightly forlorn*
Teal and Lumine: *neither says so, but also planning to stick to cranberry juice*
Rock: *just grinning cheerily. yay, chocolate!* Yes, please!
Nemesis: *wanders off to spread the cheer in her pitcher*
Spazz: *soon has a tankard full of delicious creamy hot chocolate with cinnamon in it and is bringing it to the table* *to Zero and Eagle* I'll whip up a pitcher of the Monster cocktail for you two. I might be a little slow though. I don't usually tend bar.
Terrorsaur: I guess we'll be earning our pay for tonight.. *snickers... gets a glare from both Zero and Eagle*
Waspy: *from behind his piece of cake* Dactyl bot is having one of monster drinks too....
Terry: One, Waspinator. I know better.
Spazz: *pauses to glance toward the Prime table, where Rodimus has just settled down with Ironhide, Springer, and Tigatron* Oh great. I would get stuck tending bar with that bunch wanting to drink in all the new years.
Waspy and Terry: *don't immediately notice who she's talking about, as they're busy making a few jokes about the monster drinks... with intent of egging Zero and Eagle on*
Teal: *already trying to think of ways to explain 'daddy got blitzed' to Foal*
fuzzy arms: *suddenly go around Waspy's waist* Waspinator! Remember me?
Waspy: *almost drops bite of cake on whatever hugged him, looks down*
Terry: *looks over and down* What the...
Windstripe: I saw you when I was just new, and I liked you! Don't you remember? Daddy said you might not, but I wanna be your friend. *big beseeching green eyes*
Spazz: *frozen as she waits to see if she'll have to run intervention*
Waspy: *confused* Waspinator is not sure... baby fluffy-bot seems familiar... but is fluffy-bot sure is same Waspinator? Maybe fluffy-bot met alternate, though Waspinator hasn't seen one...
Terrorsaur: Well, I sure don't recognize the kid... *then scoots back in his chair and gets a better look* Ack!
Rock: *peeks under table* Aww, he's cute!
Windstripe: *holds up a coordinate scanner* I'm sure! *offers snuggles and purring*
Waspinator: *offers confused scritches, trying to remember, starts pulling notes and things out of subspace*
Terrorsaur: Waspinator. You still remember Tigatron and Airrazor, right?
Waspinator: *thinks waaay back* Yes... Maximal tiger-bot and bird-bot... *oh, that's why the kid looks familiar*
Cinnamon: Is something the matter? I do think he just wants to be friendly...
Windstripe: They're my mama and daddy. *lays head against Waspinator's leg and looks up at him* We can make friends again if you don't remember.
Spazz: He's harmless. Just a baby. *still ready to intervene if she needs to*
Waspy: *thinks about it, a bit stubbornly* Waspinator will not blame baby for being Maximal. *hugsnuggles the kitten*
Windstripe: Can my friend be your friend too? He's littler than me. *six foot tall babby is down on his knees to lay his head on Waspinator's leg and cuddle*
Terrorsaur: *just sighs, will watch very closely*
Rock: You're really big for a baby...
Elec: Remember those videos of the one the Stardroids had that time..? *he and Rock end up chatting about that*
Waspinator: Waspinator... guess... is safe to meet, at least. Still inside Nexus...
Windstripe: *quietly* Me and my daddy would never hurt you anyway. He says he died to all that foorishness. Um. Fool rish... that's not right. o.0
Dinobaby: *itty bitty guy the size of a human baby of crawling age crawls over and sits up* Foolishness.
Terrorsaur: Ack! *hello top of table* What the pit is that!
Axl: Hey, you almost knocked my drink over....
Storm Eagle: Unless you're planning on dancing for entertainment, Terrorsaur, get down. And if you are, I'm leaving
Zero: At least he missed the cake.
Waspinator: *looks at Dinobaby, looks at cake, looks at Dinobaby, looks at cake* Waspinator was told cake was safe....
Windstripe: That's my friend. He won't hurt you. Spazz is his mama.
Spazz: Uh. He means Terrorsaur didn't step on it, Waspy.
Waspy: *shaking head, to Spazz* No, Waspinator means Waspinator is seeing things that Waspinator should not be seeing.. and Waspinator hasn't had any strange drinks, only cake
Terrorsaur: *getting down off the table, but showing decided reluctance when it comes to putting his ankles in biting range*
Rock: *blinking* Are... are you two scared? Of this little guy? *looks like he'll leave his seat and try to pick Dinobaby up, but Spazz beats him to it*
Spazz: Ohhh. *goes over and hefts the tiny little bot onto her hip* You're not seeing things. Dinobot's a baby chibi.
Windstripe: And my friend. *much purr*
Waspinator: Waspinator work with Lizard-bot... Dinobot... once, long ago. Not for long, though, because Lizard-bot was traitor. Was also bigger... This one... looks the same, but very small. Waspinator is confused.
Terry: You and me both, Waspy
Spazz: *as Dinobaby snuggles against her with a little grumble in response to her rubbing his back* Well, he died. And for some reason Primus sent him back like this.
Waspinator: *quietly* Waspinator knows Lizard-bot died. Waspinator was there. Waspinator only one left, until Dactyl-bot and... *he looks blank for a moment, but can't even recall the nickname he had for Scorponok now*
Terrorsaur: So... that's really him. Or 'a' him, anyway.
Rock: *out of seat, wonders if Dinobaby will let him pet him* I'm still not used to the idea of baby... um *he's not sure what word to use, since Terrorsaur and Waspinator consider 'robot' akin to a racial slur* mechanical babies.
Spazz: Baby Cybertronians? *offers to let Rock take the little bot* *then looks up at Terrorsaur* Yeah, it's really a Dinobot.
Elec: *snerk* I would have thought you would be after the last chibi outbreak at home. Didn't certain nieces and nephews literally cuddle you into a CR trip?
Rock: *aww, babybot! Cuddle!* *then blinks at Elec* It wasn't exactly like that!
Dinobaby: *snuggles close, curling up like a baby* Wanna see Wasp and rrrrnnn Terrorsaur.
Terrorsaur: *looks uneasy about the whole thing*
Waspinator: *also, but... nods*
Rock: *goes over closer to Waspy and Terry*
Dinobaby: *peeks at them. Isn't usually this shy, but he really wants to befriend these two and isn't sure how. Hide face on Rock!*
Waspinator: *is not sure what to think of this behavior from a Dinobot, even a bitty one. Hesitantly reaches out and pats the dinobaby on the head*
Terrorsaur: *is expecting this is where Waspinator will get bitten*
Dinobaby: *startled movement, and then looks at Waspinator with wide optics for a moment. And then... he wibbles as his little face crumples and his arms go out to the wasp bot*
Spazz: *tears herself away to get that pitcher of drink mixed, but is still watching*
Waspinator: *will end up with armload of dinobaby when Rock hands him over, sighs and hugs*
Terrorsaur: *looks at drink* Well, I think I've had enough.
Dinobaby: *quietly* I'm sorry.
Terrorsaur: *oh,... awkward... that's a couple words you don't hear around Preds often... watch him not know what to do about it*
Waspinator: *buzzes softly, hugs the dinobaby...* Most... most was stupid dragon-bot's fault. Was his plan... rest of us just... desperate enough to listen
Dinobaby: I know. *curls up small and cuddles close as Windstripe stands up and puts his arms around Waspinator's shoulders*
Windstripe: *being careful of the wings, even though he really wants to pat them gently*
Dinobaby: I... hrrn, didn't want to die.
Terry: *snerk* Who does? Do you think I dived in that lava on purpose? *isn't sure what to do about this... would have questions... and some accusations... but this Dinobot's a chibi....*
Waspy: *snuggles against the bigger baby and cuddles the smaller one*
Terry: *reconsiders and decides he hasn't had enough to drink after all*
Dinobaby: *quiet look for Terrorsaur* And rrrrrr, Megatron had no honour. *hides face again* Was sssad when I thought you were dead after we rrrrn bugged your base.
Spazz: *brings over the pitcher of drink*
Terrorsaur: *not sure he believes that one, even from a chibi - and isn't going to refill his drink, just finish off the one he started... he's still technically on the job* Why? We were your enemies then.
Dinobaby: *shakes head slightly* Can be enemy, and still remember rrrrrn camaraderie. Fought many battles together.
Terrorsaur: ... maybe. *not admitting a thing*
Zero and Storm Eagle: *refilling their glasses*
Rock: *nods slightly, looks to Elec and then up to the Dinobaby that Waspy's holding* I know what he means...
Elec: *pulls Rock back to his seat and noogies him for good measure* You didn't have a choice, 'niisan. None of us did.
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Terrorsaur: *apparently had enough to drink to overlook the 'chibi' thing* What were you thinking, anyway..? The Council would have had you killed whether you helped them or not. We were already in too deep for you to try to save your own tail at our expense...
Spazz: He wanted to take over the Axalon crew and then come back with his new army and kick Megatron's aft. But then he started to respect the captain.
Dinobaby: *nod*
Spazz: And the boss Maxis weren't quite that bad in his reality. I don't really know what would have happened. Primus isn't saying.
Terrorsaur: Well, they were that bad in ours. And still are...
Waspinator: *shivers* Waspinator does not want to think about that... ... ... little lizard-bot want some of Waspinator's cake?
Dinobaby: *shakes his head* *quietly* Juice. *then looks up* I... would not have been welcome back on Cccybertron, no matter what I had done. The way that I left was best way.
Spazz: *snorts at him*
Waspinator: *will fix Dinobaby a glass of cranberry juice*
Rock: *starts to suggest a sippy cup, but doesn't*
Waspinator: Waspinator was alone after Maximals left... Waspinator forgets how long, before finding Nexus. ... Would not have minded Lizard-bot then... even tried to get squishies to give parts of Two-head back, but they wouldn't. Maybe that for the best.
Spazz: *gently bumps Waspinator's arm with... a sippy cup*
Dinobaby: Yesss. For bessst. *glances to one side, though the bot he's thinking of isn't visible* One of my hrrrn alternates was alone for thoussandssss of years.
Waspinator: *blinks at the sippy cup, but will put juice in that instead and offer it to Dinobaby*
Dinobaby: *embarrassed peek, but takes the cup awkwardly and drinks*
Terrorsaur: We'd wanted to skip out to some of the outer rim colonies... places where they're so desperate to find people they don't give a slag if you're a Predacon. But we coudln't find a way, and Megatron acted like he had a plan... Hah. He always acted like everything was exactly what he planned it to be... even when it was all going straight to the pit.
Waspinator: *slight nod* Couldn't stay on Cybertron. Waspinator remembers... some things. Better dead that caught again. But couldn't leave, except with.. rex-bot...
Dinobaby: *soft little growl* Megatron was fool. Powermad.
Windstripe: *thinks Terrorsaur needs some hugs too*
Waspinator: *nods in agreement with Dinobaby* Yes... but still better than our world's Council. At least, until the end. Then was danger to everyone...
Terrorsaur: *squawks and flails as he ends up stuck in a kittenhug*
Windstripe: *lets go and hunkers down like a little quail*
Dinobaby: *worried frown*
Spazz: Easy, he's harmless. And the AV field works.
Waspinator: *snickering* Did giant baby sneak up on Dactyl-bot?
Terrorsaur: I wasn't expecting to get hugged, that's all... *notices Windstripe... oh slag, Windstripe isn't going to start making the sad kitten optics at him or anything, is he?*
Dinobaby: *looks up at Waspinator as he absently hugs his sippy cup* Windssstripe needsss hugs.
Rock: *slips out of his seat again and round the table to offer the mentioned needed hugs to Windstripe*
Windstripe: *looks up, and then snuggles against the smaller bot* I didn' mean to scare him.
Terrorsaur: *insisting (and lying)* You didn't scare me! I was just startled...
Rock: *still hugging, whispers to Windstripe that sometimes there are people who don't feel safe to be hugged, because they expect someone to hurt them, and he thinks maybe Terrorsaur is one of those people... which means it's important to be careful and not sneak up on them, and hug them carefully until someday the good memories are more than the bad ones and they won't mind any more...*
Terrorsaur: *can't hear what they're whispering, but thinks they're up to something*
Waspy: *settled back in his seat, with cake and a Dinobaby*
Windstripe: *quiet whisper* I think I know what to do.
Dinobaby: *cuddling Waspinator and watching Windstripe*
Waspinator: *doesn't seem to mind the cuddling... rather likes this Dinobot, but then has a soft spot for kids*
Windstripe: *will transform, and then come over hopefully in big eyed winged tiger cub mode. Can you resist the cute, Terry?*
Terrorsaur: *oh, primus, he DID decide to do the cute kitten thing... watch Terry try to scoot his chair away just a little*
Waspinator: *sighs, reminds quietly* Is baby, Dactyl-bot. Can't help being Maximal. Babies not know any better.
Terrorsaur: *makes an odd little grumble-squawk and then reaches to scritch Windstripe. maybe that will get the kid to stop making That Look at him*
Windstripe: *BIG PURR* Can I lean on you?
Terrorsaur: ... *shifty look* Has your... mother *oh trying so hard NOT to think about who that is* ever said anything about flyers and... enclosed spaces...?
Windstripe: Ohhh. *sits for a moment, but then looks up* Just one hug?
Spazz: *has hurried back to the bar and is mixing drinks for the orders that the white bayformer waitress is bringing*
Terry: ... All right. Just one. *if only to get it over with*
Windstripe: *tippytoes over in kitten mode*
Terry: *trying to ignore little voice in back of his mind that insists it looks like Windstripe is creeping up on him to pounce on him and eat him!*
Zero: *seems to notice this* He's not going to eat you... *back to drinking contest with Eagle*
Windstripe: *stops short, and then flops down on his belly with a sigh* Maybe another time. I'll love Waspy instead.
Rock: *offers the cute kitten consolations scritches*
Terry: *whew*
Windstripe: *rubs his head against Rock, and then rolls over on his back and somehow manages to travel in that position over to by Waspinator's feet*
Waspinator: *Oh dear. Waspinator has a problem. There's cake, and dinobaby, and kitten... and Waspinator has a shortage of arms to go around in this mode*
Windstripe: *lays his head on a Wasp foot and is happy to fill the world with velvet thunder*
Dinobaby: *sippy cup!* *drink drink drink*
Terrorsaur: *shifty look again, edges chair over... reaches down to scritch Windstripe*
Windstripe: *even more purr. Looks like he's going to nap here*
Terrorsaur: *well, will just let him do that, then... ...*
Waspinator: *chatting with Dinobaby between bites of cake* Nexus is sort of like outer rim colonies. No one mind Predacons here... *look slightly shadowed for a second, and adds* No one us talk to, at least. But Waspinator and Dactyl-bot are careful. We stay away from... others.
Terrorsaur: *then it dawns on him... where are Windstripe's parents? What if they come looking?*
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Dinobaby: Hrrrn. Rhinox from my rrreality died too. Came back to fix ssstupid crap he did.
Windstripe: *giggles at the word without fully waking*
Spazz: *brings over another pitcher of the Monster drink, then hurries back to make more drinks for other tables*
Waspinator: Everyone from Beast Wars where Waspinator from died, except Waspinator. Waspinator sure Council would have had rest executed when they went back to Cybertron... never sent anyone looking for Maximals, because easier to have them disappear than have anyone asking questions about experiments on Crab-bot. And then later Dactyl-bot not dead after all, because fell into Nexus after lava. Dactyl-bot and... Waspinator has forgotten name of other one. Waspinator forgets everyone's names...
Terrorsaur: Scorponok.
Dinobaby: *starts to say something, but then looks over as someone looks over the edge of the big table that their table, the cake, and the bar are sitting on*
burly mech: Crab bot?
Terrorsaur: *already jumpy from the unexpected trip down memory lane, good thing they left all weapons at home, as it is knocks his chair over*
Waspinator: *shifts slightly as if to protect Dinobaby and Windstripe, looks up*
Rest of the peeps: *also look up*
burly mech: *makes like a jack in the box and ducks*
female voice: *protests this from below* X, you stepped on my head!
X Light: I... what?? *looks at his feet, looks over, gets up from his chair and goes looks over the edge of the big table*
Waspinator: *pauses a moment, uneasy... but if this one is here, maybe he's reasonably safe. Knows the name from the Rampage he knew in the Nexus*
burly femmebot: *looks up from where she's got the mech in a headlock and is noogying him* Not you.
Protoform X: ...You're X too? Somebody ran out of names?
X Light: *slightly embarrassed* Dad used to say he named me after the variable... Blues says Dad was just bad with names.
Waspinator: *now that he's confirmed this is who he slightly suspected... isn't afraid at all*
Terrorsaur: *reminds self about Nexus and no violence field*
Protoform X: *reaches back and pokes the femme in the ribs* Let go, Shattersong. *rolls shoulders once he's freed* I don't think anyone cared enough to name me. *tilts head* Do you mind if we come up? There's supposed to be an empty table up there, and my mate wants cake.
Waspy: Waspinator is not sure about empty table, but is very good cake.
X Light: I'm sure no one minds if you come up.
pfX: Are you sure? I know some bots find me... uncomfortable.
Rhinox: *hurrying past with a tray full of food* Oh get up there and stop blocking the walkway!
pfX: o.0
Shattersong: *laughing*
Waspy: *a bit softly* Waspinator knows who you are... at least.. Waspinator thinks so. Has known alternates.
X Light: I don't exactly know what's going on, but I don't see why we'd be uncomfortable. Especially here in the Nexus.
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Shattersong: *pulls him up, and then gives him a kiss*
pfX: *happy head thing wiggling, then steps back and shakes his head to clear it* Bbbbbblllll!
Dinobaby: *will laugh at that softly*
Waspinator: *watches pfX with some slight caution in case he misunderstands that kind of laugh... but then remembers that the Crab-bot he knew wouldn't likely misunderstand*
Terrorsaur: *to Waspy* Is this the one you met before?
Waspy: Waspinator doesn't think so.
pfX: *looks over with interest* No, I don't think so either. I don't recall ever hearing your voice before. Mrrp. Shattersong, stop it. Those are my sides.
Shattersong: *leans on him and smirks as she waits for him to stop talking and go with her to that table over behind Waspinator*
Dinobaby: *little smile as he watches the pair*
Waspy: Waspinator is... guessing maybe things happen different for you than for Crab-bot Waspinator remembers. Otherwise would have reason to remember other Predacons.
pfX: Other Predacons? But I'm not a Predacon. *looks at mate, amusement and a bit of surprise in his expression*
Shattersong: We were sent to the Nexus a few days after we landed, by a bot named Optimus Primal. He said we'd be safe here.
pfX: And told her to keep me out of trouble. *snerk*
Waspy: Crab-bot that Waspinator knew was... and not just because of Rex-bot. Was related to Starscream, and Starscream was Decepticon, so Crab-bot would have been Predacon anyway... But Nexus is like that... things always different. Is better that way, Waspinator thinks. Waspinator would have been very uncomfortable here if too much was the same when Waspinator first came here.
Terrorsaur: *just watching quietly for a bit, after all, Waspy's told him all Waspy knew about the Protoform X mess... and the Crab-bot Waspy'd known before had told Waspy quite a lot*
pfX: *nods* Optimus Primal said that about me. But one good thing about having Shattersong land on my head... I don't remember anything before waking up on Earth.
Shattersong: *looks a bit chagrined*
Waspinator: *slight pause, then nods* Waspinator understands now. *Had wondered why any alt of Rampage would trust Primal in the least, from what the other told him* Is... maybe best if Crab-bot not remember. Waspinator... ... Waspinator also does not remember things.
pfX: I think so too, from what Optimus Primal told me. He told me things that have happened to my alternates as well. *looks over toward the cake with curiosity, and then some awe*
Waspinator: Yes. Crab-bot Waspinator knew before Nexus didn't say much, but one Waspinator met here told Waspinator many things...
Terrorsaur: *mutters that Primal probably only helped because he felt guilty about it*
Waspinator: Waspinator doesn't remember things because of Maximals. Maximals wanted names... names of Predacon subversives. Waspinator refused, so Maximals tried to take information from Waspinator's datatrax. Waspinator resisted, which caused damage. Waspinator remembers only parts of that, almost nothing before. And Waspinator still has problem with names. Have to talk like this, or Waspinator would forget own name...
pfX: *winces at Waspinator's words, but then frowns mildly over at Terrorsaur* He said he was completing his mission and getting me off somewhere where I wasn't causing trouble.
Terrosaur: *amused squawk* Well, I guess that's a new way of interpreting it...
Waspinator: Other Crab-bot said Monkey-bot's orders were to dump Crab-bot in space away from everyone, but ship crashed and Crab-bot got away
pfX: Well, I got away from everyone but her. *quirks thumb at mate, who has gone to sit down at their table and have cake*
Waspinator: *slight nod* Waspinator thinks Waspinator remembers her from Waspinator's universe too... *well, hearing about her anyway. He'd spent a lot of time in the CR around then. He tries not to sound or think too sadly when he mentions that, as he expects the Crab would pick up on it*
pfX: Something happened to her. *studies Waspinator, but then blinks and looks toward the bar* Our bartender is trying to do more than she's able.
Waspy: *nods* Waspinator is glad is not the same. Waspinator thinks... was someone Crab-bot needed. Maybe is why Crab-bot from Waspinator's universe... well... Waspinator thinks is with her now.
pfX: She's going to drop that bottle, keep the younglings from being startled... *still watching Spazz*
Waspinator: *nodnod, tries to think of what to do to prevent that, snuggles Dinobaby and reaches to scritch Windstripe*
bottle: *drops and shatters*
Dinobaby: *eyes blink open with surprise*
Windstripe: *too busy purring to hear it*
pfX: *slight sigh. Already knows he does NOT like hearing startled babies* Yes, Shattersong completes me. I wouldn't want to think of what it would be without her. *frowns* Where is the usual bartender?
Waspinator: Waspinator doesn't know...
Axl: *annoying Lumine in the usual fashion with cake... tho Cinnamon doesn't mind when he tries to feed her bites!*
Dinobaby: *speaks up* Rrhinox is bartender. He makes better drinksss.
Terrorsaur: Rhinox... *a bit tense now* Heh, maybe he saw us coming...
Dinobaby: Didn't want to ruin your party. *frowny* Wants to help, not hhhhrt.
Waspinator: *Waspinator can't quite bring himself to believe that, unless that one's very very different from what he knows*
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Dinobaby: *to Rock* Against code. *looks up at Waspinator* Rhinox died. Hrrrn. Came back to fix stupid crap he did.
Rock: *sighs, always a little sad when he can't help people*
Waspinator: *thinks if that Rhinox was like theirs, that's a long list of stupid crap... but... sighs* Is Nexus. Is not the one Waspinator knew. Waspinator pretty sure that one is dead, like everyone else. Even if is... cannot hurt Waspinator or Dactyl-bot here.
Dinobaby: Can make rrrrn GOOD milkshake with no sssugar. *grin*
Waspinator: ... Even with Nexus, Waspinator is not ready to trust taking food from... *blanks on both name and nickname, as it's been years since he's seen a Rhinox*
Dinobaby: *quietly* Rhinox helped make cake.
Spazz: *over with a pitcher and heard that* *squawk* Dinobot, don't ruin their party!
pfX: *thinks this is interesting and amusing*
Waspinator: Yes, but everyone is eating cake...
Terrorsaur: Yeah. It's easier to poison someone if you know they're the only one going to eat whatever you've poisoned.
X Light: *facepalms* No one's going to poison you. We're in the Nexus.
Zero: *snerking* Yeah. No one's gonna eat you either. Told you that already. Several times. *currently not exactly sober*
Spazz: *sets down pitcher, and then frowns up at Terrorsaur* Buddy, I'm his MATE. If there was poisoning happening I could've done it. So get off that. Besides. He doesn't have to make your stuff.
Terrorsaur: *had been just teasing about the poison, mostly... well, maybe halfway teasing, but being told off for it really sets him off* No, he doesn't. I don't remember seeing you during that mess that Waspy told me was on Prehistoric Earth, but don't you DARE tell ME who I can and can't dislike! ESPECIALLY when it comes to Maximals who liked using me and my fere for chaingun targets!
Waspinator: *puts hand on Terry's shoulder to try to get him back in his seat* Is not place for this, Dactyl-bot. *doesn't want the kiddies getting upset*
Spazz: *looks at Waspinator* Did I tell him who he couldn't dislike? Or did I tell him I'm more vindictive than the lardbutt? *surprisingly calm as she forces herself to be NOT the nasty little Sewercon* *looks back to Terrorsaur* I'm a virus and a hacker. I've seen it all first hand. I saw what you were aiming too. *scratches head and sighs*
Waspinator: *sighs, was enjoying just spending time with the kiddiebots and eating cake, but...* Maybe best if us leaving now.
Lumine: *just calmly watching like this is dinner theater*
X Light: *Lightbot tendency to stick nose in and try to get people to settle things peacefully... ends up out of his seat as well, and between Terry and Spazz* Terrorsaur, just sit down... and no one wants you to leave, Waspinator... *to Spazz* I'm sorry about this... but try to understand. The war where they're from was... very brutal. Enough to where they've avoided their own kind since. This is the first we've managed to convince them to come to a place where they might meet others from versions of their world. Threats, or playing games of 'who's more dangerous'... that's not helping here.
Spazz: *thinks she wasn't doing that, but knows darn well she's no good judge* *makes her weird little bayformer face frown at the young Lightbot, and then goes over and gently hugs Waspinator* Please do stay. Nemesis wants you here, and we're hers.
Waspinator: *heavy sigh* Waspinator is just... tired. Was sick and tired of all of it by the end. Sick of being bossed around by lunatics, sick of being treated as reusable cannon fodder... Sick of having to beg Maximals to leave Waspinator behind. Predacons should not have to beg for anything!
Terrorsaur: *that's another thing that makes him mad, tho he doesn't say it out loud... that Waspy was put in a situation where he felt he had to do that* And we still lost... That just makes it worse. But sometimes all you can do is get yourself out and to the pit with everyone else.... So that's what we've done. And we don't need reminders of how screwed up that is, or how badly we failed.
Rhinox: *looks up over the edge of the table* *quietly* I don't want to be reminded of how badly I failed, either. I wish someone had sat on my head and wiped my processor sometimes. *then sets a shield containing a sleeping bayformer sparklet on the table top in front of him* Here's your bed if you need it, Dinobot.
Waspinator: *cuddles Dinobaby a little closer at that, as if a bit wary of handing him over to a Rhinox... unless Dinobaby insists it's ok...*
Dinobaby: Rrrr. Am comfy. Mama get Lucky? *looks up* Lucky cuddle too?
Spazz: *goes and gets the cradle and brings it over. Then impulsively scoops her son up and offers him to Waspinator* *wink* You hold this, and then we KNOW all the drinks are good?
Waspinator: *quickly works out how to hold both babybots*
Terrorsaur: I can.. deal with it as long as I can just keep in mind he's an alternate. At least that lets me pretend he might be wildly different enough to not deserve some of the things I'd like to see happen to the one from my own world. Deal?
Waspinator: *softly* Waspinator is almost sure that one is dead now.
Spazz: Like Dinobot said. Rhinox died. And he came back to try and make things better. And his and Dinobot's reality is gone now. And if he screws up Nem'll mash him, and then tell Blackout so she can do it too.
Rhinox: *facepalming at wife humour as he hangs there from the table edge*
pfX: *this is all so very interesting, though some of the feelings upset him a little*
Terrorsaur: That works too. *will just put effort into telling himself this one is NOT a Maximal version of Tarantulas*
Waspinator: Waspinator not know if ours is gone. Maybe better if it was. No hope left...
Spazz: *hugs the wasp again*
Rhinox: *swings up onto the table top and heads for the bar. Is soon skillfully slinging bottles around and churning out drinks nearly faster than they're called for*
Terrorsaur: *back in his seat, and job or no job hello second drink*
Waspinator: *just settles down and cuddles babies, of course can't eat cake now with arms full, but most of his cake is gone anyway*
pfX: He wants to eat. *heading for the bar now, great interest on his face*
Spazz: *blinks at the crab bot, but then turns back to Waspinator* Want me to show you how to hold two sleeping kids in one arm?
Waspinator: *thinks about it, there is a little cake left. And juice... nods*
Spazz: *goes to the cradle and grabs the blanket, swiftly bundles Dinobaby and Lucky together and then offers the bundle* What do you think, does he look more like me? Or has he got his dad's good looks? *nods to little white bayformer Lucky's sleeping face*
Waspinator: Waspinator is going to say looks more like girl-bot. Waspinator... *suppresses shiver* Does not like to think about one from Waspinator's world having baby. Waspinator would not trust that with baby... might as well leave baby with Spider-bots. Waspinator hopes yours is different. Would have to be....
Spazz: *soft grin is unmistakable despite her odd face* *quietly* When we first got Lucky I didn't have any spark. He was a couch baby. I couldn't stand to be around him, but Rhinox made sure he was fed and loved, and worked on getting me to where I could love Lucky too.
Waspinator: *very softly, more sad than accusing* Rhinox from Waspinator's world worked with same Maximals that gave Waspinator glitches.
Rhinox: *gruffly, as he brings another pitcher of fizzy cranberry to the table* He tries coming around here and he'll be sorry.
Waspinator: Is probably dead. Council would not want anyone who knew about experiments coming back to Cybertron. Too many questions...
Rhinox: *deep sigh, and then a quizzical look* Want to try that milkshake?
Waspinator: *hesitates... then nods... then...* can make with vanilla? Waspinator likes vanilla...
Rhinox: *over to the bar, and then back. Shows Waspinator a long dried thing something like a bean* Know what that is?
Waspinator: Is vanilla bean. Waspinator knows herbs. Made sure to learn after huamsn on prehistoric earth put stuff in Waspinator's food once that made Waspinator have crazy dreams that Waspinator didn't like...
Rhinox: *grins* Yup. You want white milk or blue?
Waspinator: Waspinator likes blue milk
Rhinox: Alright, then. *snags Spazz and kisses her, then heads for bar*
Spazz: Lay off, Lardbutt. *grinning*
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Spazz: *goes to get the big milkshake and bring it back. Is much happier as an assistant and waitress than she was as tender!*
Waspinator: *mmm, milkshake*
Spazz: *looks at the other bots at the table* So, anybody want any food other than cake? *grin*
Ekkusu: *watching Zero and Eagle's drinking contest, warily*
Axl: *thinking about it* Yeah, this is supposed to be a party, there shoudl be, like, party food and stuff. Nachos...
Terrorsaur: Do you have barbeque chicken wings?
Spazz: We do. We also have buffalo wings, hot paws, and barbeque dinochicken tenders. And no, it's not flying dinosaur.
pfX: *over chatting at the bartender, his mate now sitting on the stool next to him and addressing her piece of cake*
Terrorsaur: Good... Tarantulas was the only one of the crew really into cannibalism... *at least if Waspy wasn't misinformed about that other being psychological warfare...*
Spazz: You are what you eat? *shrugs that off* So what would you like? And do you want mild nachos or spicy? And how many pounds?
Axl: Spicy! And, um...anyone else want some? *trying to figure up how much they'd need*
Terrorsaur: I'll try the barbeque dinochicken then.
Teal: I think I'd rather have mild nachos than the spicy ones...
Elec: What about spring rolls?
Spazz: Thai, Chinese, or Japanese? The Thai peanut sauce is delicious.
Elec: *smiles* I'm actually from Japan... but I'll give those a try.
Spazz: Okay! Anyone want a fresh pretzel? Garlic bread? Come on, guys, if you name it, we have it right now.
*several hands go up*
Spazz: *grins more* How many cheese topped?
*most of the hands stay up... except Teal's... there are sometimes accidents when she eats things with pizza cheese too close to Storm Eagle... and while it's ok at home, it would be embarrassing in public*
Spazz: *notices the single hand down* You want dipping sauce instead, or pesto on top?
Teal: Dipping sauce, please
Spazz: Ranch, cheese, spicy nacho cheese, salsa, or marshmallow?
Teal: Cheese. *as long as it didn't form a string, she'd be safe*
Spazz: Okay. Anybody want anything else? Oh, and you can now order anything you want to drink, because Lorn there can make it.
X Light: *with a sigh and a glance at Zero and Eagle* I doubt you'll talk them out of what they're having...
Elec: Unless there's something stronger, and if so, please don't tell them
Spazz: *quietly so that only X and Elec can hear her* That's alright. Caffeine won't hurt them as bad as what Rodimus Prime over there is putting away. Their hangover will be minimal.
X: *quietly* Caffeine can't affect us at all
Spazz: *grins* Well that and sugar is all that's in the Monster cocktail. Shhh. *wink*
X: *is now pretty suspicious, as that shouldn't make them drunk either*
Spazz: *studies the pair* Unless they wished and Scattor granted it.
X Light: *sighs* I don't know, but I guess I'll find out later *what with being the medic and all...*
Spazz: *pat pats him, and then does a last look around the table* That's all? Nobody wants anything else?
*several of em shake heads at that... Waspinator doesn't seem to have heard, he's just hugging babies, sipping milkshake, and buzzing softly*
Spazz: *gentle look for the wasp bot, and then heads for the bar to grab things*
Terry: *not going to say anything about that look, but is a wee bit defensive anyway.*
Vi: *has returned and is busy making some of the 'cake that is a lie' vanish* Mmm nomnomnomnom.
Spazz: *tells her she's a flake and brings back pretzels*
Waspy: *still just buzzing softly, would almost look like he's about to fall asleep there, but he isn't... just quietly guarding the babies*
Terrorsaur: *has seen Waspy get like this a few times before, but still doesn't know what to think of it*
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Waspinator: *oh, that snapped Waspy out of it fast, and he's scared* Clone-bot in Waspinator's universe was destroyed too... Waspinator knows. Checked. Made sure. Is dangerous...
Spazz: *gentle hand on his arm* This guy's alright. I was just asking because he's got a little baby girl.
Waspinator: *makes as much a face as he can* Waspinator feels sick
Terry: *half-quiet* She means a different one... calm down before you wake the kids
Spazz: Yeah. Not the one from your reality. This guy's alright. He this Dinobot's honorary big brother.
Waspinator: One from our reality... wasn't Dinobot. Was monster. Even Crab-bot had reasons to be what he was, but it... would attack anyone. Even other Predacons. Shredded Waspinator just for suggesting strategy....
Spazz: I know. But this guy's Dinobot. And his baby is even cuter than mine.
Waspinator: ... ... How can girl-bot be sure? Waspinator... remembers when that one was made. Waspinator remembers wishing maybe it would be lizard-bot, only a lizard-bot that wouldn't betray us. It was one of worst things in Beast Wars. Worse even than spider-bots.
Spazz: *hesitates for a moment, then* Do you know who Primus is?
Waspinator: *nodnod* Waspinator remembers... and once, Waspinator in Nexus and strange glow-bot tell Waspinator that Primus still loves Waspinator...
Spazz: Well yeah. Of course he does. But anyway. Primus says the old Dinobot's alright. And he's worked with Blackout in her army. He gave us this shield for Dinobot and Lucky to sleep in.
Waspinator: *thinks about that, and nods* Then... must be different. Waspinator thinks... many things different in Nexus, but is sometimes hard to know what will be. And can't just trust in case things not different, because then... would be dangerous. Nexus is confusing... but is safest place Waspinator know...
Spazz: Sing it, brother. Ooops. Be right back. *hurries to get an order for one of the other tables*
Dinobaby: *soft little growl and a snuggle that makes Lucky laugh in his sleep*
Waspinator: *attention right back on the babies at that, cuddles and buzzes softly*
Baby: *crawls out of the front of Zero's shirt where she'd been sleeping* Mew!
Eagle: You had a cat in your shirt?
Zero: Shut up, bird boy...
Baby: Mew! *so hungry little permakitten!*
Waspinator: *notes that Terry got enough of those dinochicken tenders for him some too, tries to carefully, with one hand, tear a bit off one that doesn't have too much barbeque on it for the kitten*
Rock, Teal, X, Cinnamon: *also all looking for kitten treats almost on reflex*
pfX: *suddenly over there offering a little bowl*
Waspinator: *looks up from soft buzzing babyguarding* Hello again, Crab-bot
pfX: *hands the bowl to the nearest bot, his optics on Baby as she noms on the bit of dinochicken* Upset babies are jarring.
Waspinator: *nods, understanding* Waspinator is sorry. Did not know kitten was here.
Rock: *will take bowl and stick it in front of Baby*
Baby: *huh? OH! Kittenfood! EAT. No. VACUUM!*
pfX: 0.o I'm glad I'm bigger than her.
Waspy: *giggle* Crab-bot bigger than almost everyone Waspinator knew before Nexus
pfX: *pauses and looks at himself thoughtfully* Really?
X Light: *to Zero* Why did you bring her here?
Zero: Huh? Didn't know...
X Light: ... You didn't know there was a kitten in your shirt? ... ... ... How many drinks did you have before we left the warehouse?
Baby: *looks up, licking her lips*
Waspinator: *nods* Until the end, when dragon-bot and monkey-bot changed....
pfX: Huh. *rumbles a chuckle at that* That's nice to know. Then looks at the kitten* *to X* You know she can teleport, right?
X Light: ... ... Actually, I didn't. I always thought Miss Jenny was doing that for her somehow...
pfX: No. She says she's something called Mooncat.
X Light: Jenny is, but I thought Baby was a Pika... *sigh* It's the Nexus, I should know better than to try to keep up.
pfX: *looks at the kitten* She says her mother Changed her.
Baby: *facefood!*
X Light: *slight smile* And forgot to warn us about possible teleporting kittens...
Elec: Bad enough Crash has never managed to find a way to get Blink spayed
pfX: *tilts head as he looks at Baby* All she's saying now is that she's hungry. *pause* I usually can't hear organic creatures.
Waspinator: Waspinator wonders if have dinochicken bites without barbeque...
Elec: Kittens are naturally bottomless pits when it comes to food. *gives a half-glance to Zero at that, since they used to call him Kitten when he was very young*
pfX: They do have them without barbecue. I just ate some.
Waspinator: *nods, has armload of babies and one on foot, looks to Terrorsaur* Can Dactyl-bot go get some for kitten?
pfX: No. This is kitten food. The bartender says it's made for them. *points to the bowl*
Elec: *slight grin, gently teasing Zero... who seems too drunk to notice anyway...* There's no such thing as specific kitten food. Kittens will eat anything that doesn't get away from them first.
pfX: o.0 Really glad I'm bigger than her.
X Light: *reaches to pet kitten while she eats*
pfX: Wait. *tilts head* Were you teasing?
Elec: *indicates Zero* I think baby brother over there might be too drunk to notice... though we still don't know just how he got drunk. We used to call him kitten as a nickname when he was new, for several different reasons including the ones mentioned
pfX: Ohhh. I under... *ducks and winces, then looks toward the Prime table* What?
Nemesis: Rodimus just passed out! It's New Year!
Waspinator: *tenses slightly and looks to see what bothered the Crab... then mutters something about crazy Autobots and goes back to his milkshake*
bots: *drinking toasts and laughing, then starting to sing a song*
Rhinox: *back behind the bar kissing his wife silly*
Shattersong: *comes over, grabs mate. Toasts the new year by kissing him*
Terrorsaur: *just... paying attention to his food and making sure nothing happens to Waspy while the bug's sunk into that 'baby guarding trance' or whatever it is*
Eagle: *nibbling on Teal's hair*
Axl: *drops the nacho he was playfully trying to forcefeed Lumine when Cinnamon kisses him on a cheek*
Lumine: *NOT happy with a nacho being dropped on him. Especially since Axl had jerked a bit and he'd ducked trying to avoid it and the end result was that the nacho was in his hair* *ok. That does it... last straw, really... steals the offending bowl of nachos and upends it over Axl's head*
Vi: *blinks from where she was just kissing a handsome young mech, then claps and cheers the nacho hatting*
Cinnamon: *a bit stunned by that*
Axl: *shocked, then just grins and hugs Lumine*
Lumine: *flails*
Rhinox: *walks over, gently lifts a brother in each hand, chair and all, and then sets them on opposite sides of the table*
Elec: *dry sarcasm* Thank you for giving them incentive to make mini catapults....
Rhinox: No shooting in here. *slight grin, and goes back to the bar*
Lumine: Which explains why you're all still alive... *is kidding, really*
pfX: *had to sit down! On his butt, on the big table top*
Shattersong: *laughs at him*
Spazz: *over to top up drinks* You guys didn't even get to see the dancers. The cake was in the way.
Elec: Given some of us, that's probably just as well...
Spazz: Huh? *quirks a brow ridge at him*
Elec: Tonight hasn't needed any more entertainment
Waspy: *still with the soft quiet buzzing*
Rock: *sleepy rub at face*
Spazz: Ohhhh. *slight grin* Are you guys going to need any help getting off the table?
Zero: None of us are on the table. Terrorsaur got down a long time ago....
X Light: *sigh*
Spazz: *staarre. Snerk* Watch out for the monster that noms on bwaims, Zero.
Elec: I think it would pass him up tonight. They're pickled
Spazz: *sputters a laugh*
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Spazz: *smiles Waspinator* What's your bro say? *glances at the dactyl-bot*
Terrorsaur: We can stay a little longer... but we have to leave when the others are ready to. After all, we're getting paid to fly the drunks home.
Spazz: I can bring them back, and give you a bit for keeping Dinobot out of trouble.
Terrorsaur: *sighs, munches a nacho* Do you know where we live? I guess I could give you directions... *doesn't much like that, what with a Rhinox being marginally involved, but... Waspy's happy, and likes the little Dinobot*
Spazz: I know where everybody in the Nexus lives, including all the little bitty people at Aoife's place.
Terrorsaur: *notes Waspy's slipped back into babywatching* I'm blaming this all on his beast mode. It has to be some kind of wasp thing. He never acted like this before that... and I'm just glad it never happened during that whole mess in front of some of the Darkside crew... or the Maximals *he knows more than one who would have taken advantage somehow*
Spazz: *looks at Waspinator* It could be Primus giving him a gift too.
Terrorsaur: *gives her a look, because doesn't see how turning into a humming babycarrier is a gift*
Spazz: *unperturbed* Have you seen him this happy before?
Rock: *thinking about it* What kind of wasp is he? I mean, wasps and bees, some are solitary and some are in hives, and the ones in hives...
Terrorsaur: *slight frown at her* I've known him almost my whole life, so, yes, I've seen him happy
Rhinox: *comes over and picks pfX up with Shattersong's shaky assistance* Alright, lets get you two to bed. *PINpoints them away*
Spazz: Right. Okay. Then in awhile, have you seen him happy? *looks at Rock* Uh, he looks like a yellow jacket.
Terrorsaur: *not exactly sure what kind of wasp that was scanned for Waspy's beastmode* I know he makes nests out of towels....
Rock: Social wasps... the only ones that would have been outside a hive to scan would have been a female worker wasp... and I know Waspinator's a boy, but...
Spazz: Inferno thinks like a girl about kids, too.
Terrorsaur: *facepalms* He's hardly Inferno... but... we all get things from the beast mode stuff. He's guarding larva.
Spazz: *grin* And he's so cute. Um. *looks around* Zero, ride home? Teal?
Baby: *goes home. Kitty gone*
Terrorsaur: That's why I'm glad it didn't happen during that whole mess... *that and Waspy seems vulnerable like this, which is a bad way to look around preds* *knows it's a beastmode thing and not just happy Waspy tho, because normal Happy Waspy is like a kid that OD'd on pixiestix*
Spazz: Yeah. *looks back to the wasp, then returns her attention to the people she offered a ride to*
Teal: Hmm? *snuggled into a wing with nibbled hair... notes the pitcher is empty - and Eagle and Zero are both not quite out but too close to it to drink* I guess the contest is over...
Spazz: *chuckles and puts hands on Zero and Eagle* Let's get you guys back to the warehouse, anyway. *looks at Rock* Tell Terry how wasps get when someone messes with their babies.
Terrorsaur: *realizes those guys are getting other rides... * Wait, if we don't take them home, does that mean we don't get paid for this?
Axl: You so completely missed the point of this night out *rolls eyes*
Spazz: You and Waspinator are getting paid for keeping Dinobot out of trouble. *grin at Axl* Go home, nacho head.
Axl: *raspberries her... and then gets up and just steps off the edge of the bar, hovers there a sec and waits for Cinnamon so he can help her down*
Cinnamon: *decides not to remind Axl she can hover on her own*
Spazz: *snerks and looks at Teal* Ready?
Teal: *nods*
Spazz: *takes the drinkers and Teal to the warehouse*
Rock: *still thinking how to describe what happens when you poke a hornet nest with a stick, when he's never done it*
Rhinox: *is back* Will someone help me get Windstripe over to the Prime table and then get him and his family back to their base?
Rock: *has finally started describing that to Terrorsaur... so when Terrorsaur hears Rhinox....*
Terrorsaur: *squawk* Are you trying to get me killed? I'm not going near any of the babies near him until he snaps out of this!
Rhinox: ... *looks at Waspinator. Gently* Waspinator, it's time for Windstripe to go home.
Waspinator: *buzzing changes in tone a bit...*
Terrorsaur: *doesn't like that tone, realizes Rhinox being over there is probably high on the scale of Very Bad Things, sighs* I'll take care of this. Waspy...
Rhinox: *goes to the Prime table to get bots out from under the table*
Terrorsaur: *hoping Waspy won't register him as a threat to the larva, clearly not the case with Rhinox* Hey... Waspinator...
Waspinator: *sleepy bug is sleepy* Yes?
Terrorsaur: The maxi-kitten has to go home now...
Spazz: *back* *looks at Prime table* Sheesh. Lorn's gonna need a hand with that bunch.
Waspinator: *reaches to carefully scritch Windstripe, trying not to zone out again* Waspinator doesn't know where kitten-bot's home is...
Terrorsaur: I think his parents are passed out here somewhere... *slightly tense at that idea*
Spazz: *perks* Actually, Airazor's at home. I can go get her to help Lorn.
Lumine: *has slipped away at some point*
Terrorsaur: *much as he doesn't like the Maxis, his world's Airrazor and Tigatron were essentially 'born' on Earth and knew nothing of things on Cybertron... he doesn't have quite the same malice for them as some of the others. They didn't really know what they were fighting for...* That might be best. I don't think either of us can pick Windstripe up, and I don't know if you'd want us to wake him.
Rock and Elec: *are having fun looking for a way down. no, seriously, this is a game now*
Spazz: Waspinator, I'll be right back. I'm getting Windstripe's mom.
Waspinator: *has managed not to space out too badly again, nods* *quietly* ... Waspinator sorry for...
Terrorsaur: Beast mode influence? Don't be. At least it wasn't back then. And it wasn't as bad as when Inferno rearranged what was left of the Darkside's cargo area and tried to insist Megatron needed to lay eggs in it....
Spazz: *gone. Back a few moments later with Airazor, who immediately combines with Tigatron*
Tigerhawk: *one much larger bot now, so is much less drunk! Will fly over to the table where Windstripe is, then move slowly and peacefully as they approaches the smaller table*
Waspinator: *yeep, uneasy buzzing... but... this one is kitten-bot's parent, so is just slightly wary*
Terrorsaur: *doesn't even recognize that form, but remembers something from Waspinator's reports on the end of the Beast Wars, now just confused*
Tigerhawk: *in their deep and quiet voice* Hello, Terrorsaur, Waspinator. I hear you've been keeping an eye on Windstripe.
Waspinator: Yes. Kitten-bot is here. Is sleeping.
Terrorsaur: *just staying quiet, what with an unfamiliar Maximal there*
Tigerhawk: *stoops to scoop the little one up and hold him close. Gets a soft paw pressing against their face* *chuckle* He was hoping to find you again during one of our Nexus visits.
Waspinator: Waspinator lives in Nexus... but Waspinator and Dactyl-bot stay away from... *trails off, not sure what to say*
Terrorsaur: Places where we might run into anyone familiar
Tigerhawk: I understand. But I am glad to find you both here today. Because though I know you are not from my reality, I wish to apologize.
Terrorsaur: *here's that awkward stuff again. Preds don't usually do that, and he really doesn't know how to react to it except feel vaguely uncomfortable*
Spazz: *leans over* *whisper* The right response is, "Yeah, whatever."
Waspinator: Tiger-bot and Bird-bot from our reality... didn't know what they were fighting for. Didn't know anything except what Maximals told them. Waspinator thinks... not to blame, not as much as the ones that knew.
Tigerhawk: *quietly* I did know. One half of me. The other half wanted nothing to do with the fight, but could not turn their back because then Megatron would have won. *eyes on sleeping son*
Terrorsaur: *bristles a bit at that*
Waspinator: Dragon-bot was insane, but we had no other way off Cybertron. And we had to leave.
Tigerhawk: I know. That is why I apologize now. *looks sadly at the two Predacons* Will you forgive us?
Terrorsaur: *optics narrowed a bit* I'll have to think about it... If you actually remembered how things were... then it depends on how different those things were from the way they were on our Cybertron. ... I doubt I'll ever forgive anyone who'd defend that.
Waspinator: *buzzes slightly, looks away, but nods* Waspinator hopes other Cybertron was different. Is bad enough to think ours is still the same because Dragon-bot was an idiot and plans wouldn't have worked...
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Terrorsaur: I barely get what that means yet, other than different.
Waspinator: *a bit sadly* Is sometimes hard to understand other universes, harder the closer they are to the one you know. Waspinator thinks would seem like it should be the other way around, but it isn't.
Terrorsaur: *sighs* Waspinator likes playing with the kid... I guess... the best I can do is say I'll try to forgive you, especially since you're alts... but if it ever turns out you're lying and your Cybertron really was as screwed up as ours, the deal's off.
Tigerhawk: If I find out that what we have told you is wrong, I will be very angry at Primus, because he is the one who has told it to me. *looks at Windstripe again, and then back up* Someday we would like for our son to be able to call you uncles.
Waspinator: If Primus says is different, then must be... *leaves out the unspoken 'if Tigerhawk is telling the truth about that'. To a pred that would be obvious... at the rest, buzz-sighs* Are still Predacons.
Tigerhawk: So? Some of my best friends are Galvatronians. *knows what they mean in the matter of trust, but wants them to know that faction doesn't matter*
Terrorsaur: *short squawky laugh, tho tries to keep it quiet because of napping babybots* That backs up your story more than anything else... Where we're from, you could get executed for that.
Tigerhawk: *slight grin* The Inferno from our original reality is in charge of the Galvatronian rookies. Threnody no longer loses so many to being tossed into the energon reactor.
Waspinator: Waspinator does not understand any of that... except mention of ant-bot.
Terrorsaur: ... If the kitten wants to stop by and play, or... something... I guess I should tell you where we've been staying. Or is it going to turn out that you already know too...
Tigerhawk: We do not. I am not very familiar with most of the Nexus.
Terrorsaur: *gives directions to where their 'nest' near the Warehouse is...*
Waspinator: *has gone back to buzzing softly to the two babies he's still holding, though trying not to zone out into it too much again*
Tigerhawk: *nods* I will remember. And we hope to see you here again sometimes. *smiles and offers Terrorsaur a datachip* We have been given permission to give this to you and your brother.
Terrorsaur: Maybe... *not sure yet about coming here again. just... maybe. looks at the chip* What is it?
Tigerhawk: A newly created chiproach.
Terrorsaur: *wtf* A what?
Waspinator: *more openly puzzled* Maybe... some things have different names in different worlds? Waspinator knows Waspinator does not recognize this one.
Tigerhawk: A tiny Galvatronian created by Lazerbeak. He wants you to have it as thanks for caring for his young cousin, Lucky.
Terrorsaur: *trying to avoid sinking feeling* Does this fall under Improbable Nexus Kid or Weird Nexus Pet?
Tigerhawk: I do not think he is improbable. But he is not a pet. *gently* It's alright to refuse.
Terrorsaur: *sinking feeling even worse* If it's a kid... I don't think that's a good idea.
Waspinator: Waspinator still does not understand.
Tigerhawk: *nods* It's alright. Windstripe has been asking for a brother, but we do not have the time to care for another normal sparklet. *closes their hand gently around the chip*
Terrorsaur: *nods* Even if Waspinator has some kind of beastmode babysitting instincts... he's not even two decades old if you don't count the years the Maximals stripped out of his mind. *is so used now to the Earth time measurements he hasn't even thought to translate* And me, I might be a handful of years older than Cheetor. Neither of us are going to be planning on kids any time soon.
Tigerhawk: *protective light in eyes now* I will let Lazerbeak know. *looks down at Windstripe as the fuzzball wriggles and fusses* We should go. Thank you. Friends.
Terrorsaur: *hesitates, then just nods.*
Waspy: *also nods, waves bye with free hand... but attention is already back on the two babies he's still holding*
Tigerhawk: *takes Windstripe home*
Spazz: *appears from bringing a big 'Con home and wobbles and winces* Triggerhappy *bleeeepers* can come get their buddies themselves next time. *wears weapon marks*
Waspinator: *just watches, noting weapon marks, but has armload of babies* Is girl-bot ok?
Spazz: Yeah. Rhinox is too. I dropped him off at Hormah's for repairs before I came back to get these guys to bed. And that one. *turns her head quickly to exchange razzes with a little dark blue femme who popped out from behind the remains of the cake to make rude noises at her* Can it, Kriti. *chuckles and turns back to Waspinator* How about eighty bucks and all the cake you can carry off?
Terrorsaur: *starts to agree when Waspy speaks up...*
Waspy: ... And maybe little Lizard-bot can come visit sometimes?
Spazz: Well, why don't you come see him... see us? There's a nice quiet place behind the upper level of the bar where you could sit if you didn't mind my company.
Waspinator: *buzzes uneasily* Waspinator could, but... Waspinator worries... Others all seem to be from very different universes so far, but can't all be different. Waspinator does not want to be found by Maximals... or Dragon-bot... from Universe like Waspinator and Dactyl-bot are from.
Spazz: I can give you a PINpoint. But don't worry. Nem rules this place and keeps it safe, and bots like that never make it to the Dog. I don't think the Nexus likes them.
Waspinator: Waspinator has PINpoint... and internal teleporter, but Waspinator does not like to use that one very much. Makes Waspinator dizzy....
Spazz: Wonder if it's something like being warped by a Skywarp? *finds credit chit and tinkers with a slot on her wrist for a moment, then offers the chit* There's your money. Want coordinates to the bar for the PINpoint?
Waspinator: *starts to say something about Skywarp's teleporting being a mutation... decides not to mention since that might get too close to mentioning Starscream's... besides, he gets distracted.... nods in response to coordinates*
Terrorsaur: *takes the chit, gives Waspy a gentle nudge* Time to say bye to the babies for now...
Spazz: *writes the coordinates on a scrap of paper and gives* Eat that after you get them typed in, okay? *trade paper for bitties?*
Waspinator: *reads the note, hands it to Terry. Buzzes softly and gives babies a last careful snuggle*
Terry: *reads it too... and then eats it. Ick.* We had the CR install the PINpoints internally as a modification to a teleport system our neighbors use. Like Waspinator said, it's a little disorienting... *serious look* but the only way anyone would find out any stored coordinates we have would be to yank it out of our datatrax.... and they'll have to kill us first.
Waspy: *hands over babies, tho not without a little bit of reluctance*
Spazz: *XD and shakes her head as she takes her sons* I meant for Waspinator to eat it. Wasps kind of like paper for house building.
Waspinator: *shakes head, slight giggle* Waspinator uses towels.
Terrorsaur: *slightly dryly* He soaks them in fabric softener, mashes them together, and lets them dry into tunnels.
Spazz: Yeah. I know. *grins at them, and then squints one eye as the little blue femme climbs her back* Have a good night, you two. God bless.
Waspinator and Terrorsaur: *head out for home. Waspy waves bye*
Spazz: *takes her bitties and tKriti and goes to check on her mate. Probably going to sleep at Hormah's tonight*
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WhiteDove01s: Axl, Cinnamon, Elec, Lumine, Rock Light, Storm Eagle, Teal, Terrorsaur, Waspinator, X (Ekkusu) Light, Zero