Feb. 19th, 2008 @ 01:22 pm
"As alright as she can be," rumbles Jazz, frowning with concern. Then he looks around as a little pink femme with bug kibble skids to a stop next to the couch and gives... a Bumblebee... a hopeful look.
"Uh..." he says with confusion, looking at the femme's decorations.
"Hey," she tells him, then kneels by Gen. "What up?"
"Lady Bug! It's about fraggin' time!"
Gen reactivates her optics when she hears Bumblebee's voice. "I, we found this sparkling all by herself, and we don't know what to do!""Help?"
"I had to go get something from home." She puts a gentle hand on the tiny bot. "Oh wow.... She doesn't look so good."
"She was worse earlier. Gen actually gave her some of her own energon earlier."
"Nn. I don't want to think about it." Gen starts to close up the panels she opened for the operation.
Bee gently rubs her shoulder, then looks up as Jazz makes a throat clearing sound.
"Ya need the feedin' tube?" he asks quietly.
"No." She grins at him and wonders why he looks so shocked. "The Ratch squad will have what we need. Thanks, though."
"Uh." He blinks. "Sure. Well, I better go. Got a runaway youngling I gotta find."
"See you." Bee grins again and turns back to the twins and the baby.
Forgive her, she's still feeling kind of woozy and that's all she got picked up out of the exchange.
"Yeah. Ratch's brought home a furry Ratchet." Bee sits next to her, offering herself to lean against.
brought her out of her daze. She straightens and turns to look at Bee, optics widened slightly. "Furry?""He wouldn't happen to be a bear, would he?"
"Um... I just saw white fur. I wasn't there long enough for him to shift," says the yellow femme apologetically.
"Oh." Gen starts to sink down, but then straightens up again, a spark of hope in her optics. "But how many Ratchets are out there with fur, right?"
"Glah, that's a scary thought." Bee fiddles with her holoprojector, then makes a little picture of the new Ratchet stand on her knee.
Gen stares at the picture for a few moments, trying to comprehend the sight of the terror that is the CMO cuddling with Honey. "Yeah... That's our Ratchet."
Psych, on the other hand, is laughing uncontrollably.
"Is that a good thing?" Bee grins hopefully.
"The Hatchet...! Cuddling...! Primus!"
He starts laughing all over again.
"Yes, it's a good thing. It means more people survived the end of our universe." Gen smiles.
Bee's grin widens, but then turns to a chuckle. "You think that's bad. You should see ours when he's drunk."
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