Nexus. Over there somewhere. Quiet time.

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Blackout scratches at a nearly healed wield, then blinks at Scorponok where he's passed out cold in a crack in her armor before making a sound of content boredom and looking over at the sand pile that Hormah's vanished into. There's absolutely nothing going on, nothing to destroy anywhere near (or that she feels like destroying, anyway), but the big femme's happy to just sit and watch the nothing happen for now.

The sandpile spouts slightly and then beeps before falling silent, and she cocks an optic at it and snorts before leaning back and looking at the sky.

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The zambonis are dizzy, but undented. "Told y'Da would be upset..." one mutters wearily, rolling over onto his side and weakly spinning his wheels. "We go flying again."

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She gently rubs the little guy's back, ignoring Blackout's displeased sounding rumbling at her. "How's yer energy, me sons?"

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"Huh?" They're not quite sure what she wants.

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"Are ye hungry?"

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"Om nom nom!" they chorus.

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She chuckles at that, her cheer returning as she says, "I's only got some second hand energon."

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"Nom!" They start looking around her person for nutrients, their happy demeanor returning almost immediately.

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As it turns out it is on her person... or in her person. That morning when she charged at the Nexus sign she'd taken a bit too much and her body had processed it to energon. This energon is now in her tank, and she's finding a tube to siphon it out with.

And Blackout is watching bemusedly, Scorponok a happy chitter on her shoulder.

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In that case they're going to start fighting each other for the right to suck on the tube.

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"Hey!" Gentle cuffs all around, and then she picks one at random and lets him drink till he's had a third of her store, whereupon she pinches the tube and tells him to let go and let a brother have a turn.

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They'll continue sparring, if only for the heck of it. But eventually they're all fed to satisfaction.

Of course they don't say thank you.

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She's relieved that they're easily satisfied; she'd been worried that there hadn't been enough in the tank to even give them a decent half fill.

"Now I's tired." She moves her head as though to stretch her neck. "How're ye fer a nap?"

And then she sighs and grins as the sun finds its way into the canyon and warms them all.

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"Uh huh..." And as much as little brick-shaped things can they curl up next to her. Not big like Da but not as likely to kick them away either.

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She even throws a friendly arm over them as she lays back and powers down, dropping to sleep mode with the ready swiftness of youth.

And Blackout watches them for a moment and then finds her own sunny spot to settle down in and resume her interrupted contemplation of nothing.

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The zambonis make little purring noises as they sleep next to her.

And somewhere a few dimensions over Snowcat is buying himself lots of booze. Yay!