Dressing Room, energon room and main room, meeting family...
Sideswipe: *eyeing the cube of blue energon that Sunstreaker gave him* I dunno...this isn't the same color as the high grade back home...
Sunstreaker: *smirk* Are you too chicken to try it then?
Showtime: *facepalming and wondering what posessed her to bring her bondmate and brother back to the dressing room nexus*
little voice from the door: Be chicken. That colour energon isn't very nice.
Sunny, Sides, and Show: *look towards the door*
Cometchaser: *there stands a little yellow G1 style sparklet, looking up at them with a very grave expression in his blue optics*
Show: *says something over her bond that earns her a look from both twins, before she nods* I kinda figured...
Cometchaser: *seriously* My mama had it once, and she became so sick that my dad was afraid for her.
Sides: *looks somewhat relieved as he sets the cube aside. He's just glad to have a reason not to be picked on for chickening out*
Show: *concerned* Was she alright?
Cometchaser: Yes. She recovered. Panacea had to pump her tank out, though.
*That earns a cringe from all three adult bots*
Sunny: I hope Doc Hatchet doesn't have to do that to me, ever.
Cometchaser: *curious head tilt* Who's Doc Hatchet?
Show: *lightly baps Sunstreaker on the arm* That's just Sunny's nickname for our Chief Medical Officer, Ratchet...
Cometchaser: Oh, you still have your Ratchet? Ours died a long time ago.
Sides: *nods* Our's is still around...probably will be long after we go back to the Allspark...*gets bapped by Showtime for what he was thinking*
Show: Be nice! If it weren't for him, you wouldn't be here now, Sideswipe... *upset look*
Cometchaser: Mama says ours was sad because Optimus Prima got killed, and he was her spark-mate... *blink and optics go huge* What's your name?
Sides: I'm Sideswipe. *points to Sunstreaker* That's my brother, Sunstreaker, and the blue spazz*Ducks as Sunstreaker takes a swing at him* is Showtime
Cometchaser: *still very big-eyed* I'm Cometchaser, and those are my parents... Sideswipe and Red Alert. *pointing to the main room, behind him*
Show: *is now curious, while the twins share a baffled look*
Sunny: Wait a click...you mean to tell me that some alternate of Sides is with Red? *Trying to figure this out, can't picture it without cracking up*
Cometchaser: *quietly* And my Aunty Sunstreaker died.
Show: *flutters 'wings a little* I'm sorry to hear that...
Sunny and Sides: *that kinda hit close to home...*
Cometchaser: It happened before I came out of the tank and Mama and Dad adopted me. But Mama still cries.
Show: *gentle tone* She probably still misses her sister...I know I'd be very sad if my brother or bondmate died...
Sunny: *Cycling air, and will make an attempt to change the subject now* So your Sideswipe's a femme?
Cometchaser: *to Showtime. Very seriously* Dad misses her too. *then looks at Sunstreaker and points into the other room* Yes. That's her right there, kissing Dad.
Red Alert: *gently doing the aformentioned with no idea he might have a possible audience*
Sunny and Sides: *Share a look that earns a soft groan from Showtime, before heading out to the main room*
Show: *Facepalm* I think...there's going to be trouble shortly.
Red Alert: *the ten foot tall mech looks up at the much taller pair that has just come in, his arm settling around Sideswipe's shoulders* Cometchaser? Where are you?
Cometchaser: I'm here! *scoots over right between his parents and snugs*
Sideswipe: *frowning up at Sunstreaker*
Show: *hurries after her pair of troublemakers, 'wings buzzing softly*
Sunny: *cracking up* The kid wasn't joking!
Sides: *totally not impressed, especially with his brother's reaction*
Red Alert: *suddenly frowning as he looks at Sunstreaker* I know you. You're a Sunstreaker.
Sunny: *crosses his arms* What of it?
Show: *baps Sunny* Be nice!
Red Alert: Come on, Sideswipe, you don't have to listen to that misclocked glitch. *turns his family away from the twins*
Sideswipe: *wibbling*
Show: *'wings droop as she quietly apologizes for Sunny being a jerk*
Red Alert: *pauses and looks up at her quizzically, his sensors blinking* *quietly* Who are you?
Sideswipe: *hiding her face on him*
Cometchaser: *looking up at his parents worriedly*
Show: My designation is Showtime...I know my bondmate can be a bit rough around the edges sometimes...but he's really not a bad mech...he just doesn't think before speaking sometimes...
Sunny: *going with his brother's suggestion of backing off for a little bit and watching*
Red Alert: *gives her a searching look* My mate isn't up to trading insults right now. And the last Sunstreaker that we met here was brutal in his treatment of her.
Show: *concerned, quick glance at Sunstreaker, who looks irked, and whatever he's saying over their bond is somewhat comforting for the blue femme as she turns her attention back to Red Alert* That wasn't mine...and I'm not about to repeat what he just said about the other Sunstreaker...it's not polite...but I'll put it this way...if my Sunstreaker ever meets that particular glitch...it won't end well for him.
Sides: *Adding his two cents* We just wanted to see what the bitlet was talking about, is all...
Sunny: *Grumbling things that are unprintable*
Sideswipe: *softly, as she leans against her mate and sparklet and looks up through teary optics* I know you're not him. He was built more like us.
Red Alert: He's a headhunter, with a human headmaster. You wouldn't be able to do anything without harming the human.
Show: *mutes her vocalizer to avoid repeating the string of cursing that came from both twins, but the angle of her doorwings gives away just how the trine feels*
Red Alert: *a moment of silence as he looks down at Sideswipe... and it's very apparent that this is more than a spark bond, as he's speaking to her silently and much more expressively than bots tend to do with communicators* *then he looks up* I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions.
Sides: *waves it off* As bad as this sounds, we're kinda used to it...
Red Alert: *gently rubbing his mate's back with one hand, and holding his son with the other*
Sideswipe: *softly* So were we... Streaker and me, I mean... not Red and me.
Sunny: *nods* Yeah...we've got a bit of a reputation as being *counts off the adjectives on his fingers* unstable, Decepticons with 'bot programming, psychotic, mal-adjusted, anti-social, sociopathic...no wait, that last one was how Desinex gets described sometimes...
Show: *Sigh, light bap for Sunny* Be nice. Des isn't that bad...
Sideswipe: *blinks* We just got called crazy... and vain.
Sunny: *snerk* Been called that too.
Red Alert: *to Sideswipe* And some of the best leaders in Rodimus' army.
Sideswipe: That too. But Streaker was the prettiest femme on Cybertron. And... now I am.
*this is said earnestly, without one trace of smugness*
Show: *About to comment, when Sunny inadvertantly transmits the feeling of someone touching him with a staticy touch* Gah! *Jumps and looks around for the source*
Cometchaser: Oh! There's an invisble femme here!
Red Alert: *optics widen and he starts scanning*
GhostShow: *small smile for Cometchaser, attention goes briefly to Red Alert, who gets a friendly wave*
Sideswipe: *gasps and transmits to her mate what she sees*
Red Alert: *nods to the ghost, one browplate raising*
Show: *scanning and frowning, clearly baffled*
GhostShow: *quiet headshake, puts her fingers to her lips in a "Shhh" motion. Seems she's just here to watch her alternate for a little while*
Red Alert: *looking from Showtime to the freespark, but then blinks and turns back to the living femme, his hand once more going soothingly up and down Sideswipe's back*
Sideswipe: *leans on him for a moment, but then gently pulls away and steps toward Sunstreaker* Streaker?
Sunny: *trying to locate the source of the static, flinches a little* What?
Sides: *Watching the spot where GhostShow is, even though he can't see the freespark at the moment*
Sideswipe: *soft and hesitantly* Can... can I have a hug?
Red Alert: *arm around Cometchaser's shoulders as he hovers protectively in the background.*
Sunny: *wasn't expecting that, but nods*
Sideswipe: *the nine foot tall femme holds up her arms, as hopeful and trusting as a sparklet*
Sunny: *gently hugs the small femme, while telling his own sibling and bondmate that they'd better think twice about blackmailing him*
Sideswipe: *snuggles... and then starts to cry*
Red Alert: *hand to his mouth as he watches*
Cometchaser: :\
Sunny: *quietly reassuring his alternate's sister, and is soon joined by his brother and bondmate, who both offer comfort and reassurances*
GhostShow: *watching this with a sad look on her face, before she moves to leave*
Sideswipe: *softly* You almost sound like her....
Sunny: *isn't quite sure what to say about that*
Red Alert: *quietly* She's going to recharge now. *holds out his arms* Will you sit and talk for a little while?
Sunny: *gently transfers the femme to Red Alert, nods as Showtime piles some clothes on the ground*
Sides: *waits till his sister and brother are comfortable before flopping on them*
Red Alert: *is too small for the chair in the corner, and doesn't even look toward it. Instead nods as Cometchaser does the same thing as the others are, and then lowers himself down carefully, cradling his mate as she clings to him and wiffles softly through her intakes*
Cometchaser: *settles down next to them and leans on Dad, his big optics focused on the alternate uncles*
Show: *busying herself with gently pressing out minor dents in Sides' armor*
Sunny: *quietly* is she going to be alright?
Red Alert: *equally quiet* She's got some processor damage from the same accident that finally took Sunstreaker, and from Sunstreaker's passing. But Panacea thinks that she'll someday have a full recovery.
Show: *looks up from pressing out a particularly stubborn dent* You got pulled into their bond...
Red Alert: I went willingly. And if one is technical, I was Sunstreaker's bond mate before I was Sideswipe's. *face lowered as he watches the red and black femme sleep*
Sunny: *reaching to gently rub Showtime's back a bit, nodding somberly* Ideally, that's what we would've done...*cycling air for a moment as he watches his alternate sister, and also his own sibling*
Red Alert: *looks up quizzically*
Sides: *quietly* Showtime kept Sunny from going out when I almost did...
Red Alert: *lights blink, and Sideswipe stirs and pats him, murmuring in her sleep* What happened? Are you still fighting the Decepticons in your reality? *calms and cuddles his mate, speaking to her gently over their bond*
Sides: Only those that come to Earth to try to take over...most of 'em just want to live and let live...*reaching up to gently pat Showtime's cheek*
Sunny: A human driver fell asleep behind the wheel...he was driving a semi...and this doof *lightly baps Sides* was overcharged, and in the wrong place at the wrong time...
Show: *quietly shaking, and holding Sides' hand in a tight grip*
Red Alert: *looks at the femme* We can talk about something else. *his arms are tightly around Sideswipe now, and she is hugging him back without waking*
Show: *nods, even as Sunny pulls her close to him*
Red Alert: So you're pair bonded to Sunstreaker? But a part of the twin bond as well?
Red Alert: *then pauses and pulls out his link wire, hooking it to the port on Sideswipe's wrist. She calms at once*
Show: *nods* It...happened before I realized what was going on...*firmly*But I don't regret it.
Sides: *gently squeezing Show's hand* It's great having a partner in crime who doesn't give us away when they get caught. *Mischevious grin*
Sunny: *Snerk*
Red Alert: *nods as well, and can't help but say quietly* The only thing I regret is that Sunstreaker isn't here with us.
Show: *reaches with the hand not being held by Sides, and gently pats Red Alert's knee*
Red Alert: *looks up at her again, his missing of the golden femme clear on his face* Thank you. *then turns his gaze to Sideswipe and studies him thoughtfully*
Sides: *blink blink* Do I have something on my face? *reaches up to check*
Cometchaser: Howcome you're bigger than your twin? Are you supposed to be?
Red Alert: *winces at the question from his inquisitive son*
Sides: *small shrug* It was the only protoform Wake had on hand at the scene of the accident...*cheeky grin* Took him and 'Clipse awhile to make it not ugly...
Sunny: *Snort, ignoring his sibling for the moment*
Red Alert: *mouth twitches as Sideswipe laughs softly in her recharge* I'm sure that was an arduous undertaking.
Show: *Quietly* It was supposed to be a Decepticon...but Starscream's plans fell through when Ironhide kicked his skidplate...
Cometchaser: *sleeping Mama... nap attack*
Red Alert: Ahhh. I see.
Sides: I'm just glad I got a new body after my old one got trashed...*quietly* and I'm glad that Ratchet was there to keep me and the other two dorks alive...*that earns him a light bap from Show*
Red Alert: *faint smile* From what I understand, it was Ratchet who kept my Sunstreaker online as well. *yes, Cometchaser did just say the CMO's been offline a long time there*
Show: *puzzled look* But your little one mentioned that your Ratchet has been offline for awhile...
Red Alert: Yes. For two thousand Earth years. But he tends to come back at times.
Sunny and Sides: ...
Show: ...*looking around, in case the static source is still nearby*
Red Alert: That wasn't him. Nor was it Ironhide, who came back to help Chromia raise their sparklets.
Sunny: ...if it wasn't those two...then who was it? It felt familiar, in a way...
Red Alert: The femme in question requested my silence on the matter of her identity.
Show: *'wings droop a little* Oh...She probably had a good reason for that then...
Red Alert: *sensor lights blinking as he makes sure that the ghostly visitor is indeed gone* Maybe. Free sparks seem to be an enigmatic lot at times.
*indeed, the free spark has vacated the area*
Sides: I wouldn't know...We dont' have 'em where we're from, I don't think..
Red Alert: *hrms as he notes the absence of ghosts* The ones who come back seem to have unfinished business, or special duties.
Show: Special duties?
Red Alert: Yes. Apparently Ratchet has become a messenger for Primus and the Well of All Sparks.
Sunny: Kinda like those 'angel' things that a lot of humans believe in?
Red Alert: I... don't know.
Show: *quietly explains about angels and how they're messengers of a higher power*
Red Alert: Ah. *blinks and looks down at Cometchaser* Oh dear. *coms his brother to come and help with sleeping family*
Sunny: *quiet chuckle, cuddling his mate a bit*
Inferno: *appears with a PINpoint swish and pauses to look up at the really big bots* ...Ugh.
Red Alert: Inferno, be civil.
Show: *quick to cover both her mate's and her sibling's mouths with her hands*
Sunny: *quick to retaliate by tickling, earning him a spazzing Showtime*
Sides: *pointing and laughing at his siblings*
Inferno: Sorry. There's just something about seeing a guy version of a pretty femme... *shudders and then gently scoops Cometchaser up and cuddles him close*
Show: *Spaaaaaaaaazzz*
Inferno: *brow lift* Sheesh, Red. She's as bad as you are when someone tickles you.
Red Alert: ....
Desi: *From up above* I've seen her crash at the very mention of being touched by the Daffodil of Doom.
Sunny: *looks up to the ceiling, SCOWL*
Red Alert: *looks up without surprise, as he'd known the femme was there* I see....
Inferno: *snerking, then winces*
Desi: *nods, then turns her attention to Show, who gets a sock ball dropped on her head* Oy. Magnus wants you back home. Denver's freaking out worse than you do, and apparently sedation isn't an option this time.
Show: *cycling air and trying to cool overheating systems, nods* Tell him I'll be there when I can....
Inferno: *interested* Ultra Magnus has a spazzy girlfriend?
Red Alert: *would so facepalm now, if his hands were free....*
Desi: Not girlfriend. Sister....it's complicated...*drops down from the ceiling, landing in a crouched position*
Inferno: *curious curious* She same sparked? Or seperate?
Desi: She's human...normally, anyways...She got LOL'd into a Cybertronian, and that's why she's freaking out.
Inferno: Oh. *loses interest* Human. *looks down at Cometchaser, then takes a hand from the sparklet to help Red Alert stand with Sideswipe*
Sides: *knows he's going to get smacked for this, but it's totally worth it* She's got a great set of legs on her...*CLANG, yup, Show smacked him pretty good that time*
Inferno: Human femmes're mean.
Red Alert: Inferno, that's a racist remark, and untrue. Human femmes are not all mean anymore than Cybertronian ones are.
Inferno: Yup. Like I was saying.
Red Alert: ...I'm telling Firestar.
Desi: *ignoring the trine* Depends on the femme. Some can be pretty vicious...especially if they're former Decepticons. *Smiles sweetly*
Show: Desi! Be nice!
Inferno: You wouldn't....
Red Alert: *implacable look*
Inferno: *wibbles and PINs home with his nephew*
Sunny: *snerk*
Red Alert: *turns back to the others* I must be going too. *optics to Sunstreaker* Thanks again. Sideswipe needed that.
Sunny: *nods* If you see that glitch-head, lemme know. I won't hurt him...but he'll think twice about being a &*^#&^%($ to a femme next time...
Show: If I don't get to him first, that is.
Red Alert: *slight smile* Thank you. *steps back and PINs mate and self home*
Desi: *argues with the trine for a few moments, before she brings them back to their home as well*
((co-written with random_xtras))