Nov. 8th, 2007 @ 11:28 pm
Bee nearly busts a gasket laughing at what Jazz just said, but then shakes her head. "It's only good for ticking Ratchet and 'Hide off."
The small green Autobot clinging to her back beeps a cheerful agreement.
Did Bumblebee have an overhaul?, she wonders, this place just becoming more strange by the second to her. This was definitely more Sam's expertise than her own. "It wears thin really quick. I'll have to remember that if I'm trying to get under their... skin." While not a relevant phrase when talking about mechanical robots, it would serve it's purpose.
"It makes Optimus rub his nose like he's got a CPU ache, too," she offers helpfully, looking totally innocent as only Bee can look.
Well, no, the little one's doing it too.
"There's my girls!" Jazz exclaims and wraps his arms around Bumblebee. "You tryin' to make trouble wit out me?"
The innocent look gets shifted from Mikaela to Jazz as she leans back against him. "Who, me?"
Jazz grins wide a kisses Bumblebee on her cheek. "Who tries to get Mikeala to shove Mardi Gras Beads in Sam's nose lady love?"
"I didn't try
." Smirks ruin innocent looks.
Eyebrow shoot up in surprise, "Come again?" Mardi Gras beads? Sam plus Mardi Gras? Something about that disturbed her. It would surprise her if he came out alive. And that she would subject herself to that risk. Always living a little on the wild side, she supposed.
Innocent look is back! "He'd had too much sugar and was biting the beads off the string and spitting them, so I told our Mikaela to stuff some up his nose."
The little green 'Bot presses on her nose and beeps, then hops down to come see Mikaela. She's only six foot tall; a leggy little wispy thing with big blue optics and a curious expression.
A laugh suddenly came from her at the visual. Once calmed down from the giggle, she tells her, "I'm surprised yo didn't string him up with the beads instead."
Head tilting, curiosity of her own spawning, she is tempted to reach out and poke at 'Bot. But that would be rude wouldn't it? Well.. it wouldn't be the first time she was rude.
One small (for a Transformer) hand goes out and a finger gently gently beeps her nose.
"Hard to do when I'm in car form... hey, Honey, whoa, baby. That's not Aunty Kaela. You'll scare her or something." She wriggles away from Jazz to reach for her sparkling, who beeps and ducks away.
Having had thoughts of her own of poking, she could only laugh when the Transformer poked at her nose. "No, no, it's alright," she assures her, tilting her head, "I'm getting immune to such things these days." Surprisingly.
Bee backs off, settling to the floor so she's not as big compared to the human girl and watching as the little one comes back and gently hugs Mikaela. "I guess you don't have her in your reality, huh?"
There's a noise of surprise as she is clung to in a hug -- albeit a gentle hug. Once mentally grasping the process, she smiles, hugging them in return. "In my world they're all 30 foot tall or something. At least," she says, wondering if that was about right. She was no expert after all.
((actually, tis just the wee green one hugging. Bee is sitting and watching))
Bee chuckles. "Optimus is 28foot, Endeavour's 23, 'Hide and Starforge are 22, Ratch and Chromia are 20, I'm sixteen, Jazz is 15, and Arcee is nine. Honey's only six, and Rover and Roach are 4'6 and a foot. But Honey, Rover, and Roach were all sparked... born... on Earth. You might not have them yet."