Waspinator: *pulls self out of babyguarding mode to say, softly* Is time to leave? *doesn't really want to, is watching babies*
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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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...