mbv, Various locations around Blacksburg, Picnic Surprise
Tracks: *went with Havoc into the butcher shop to get something to bring for Jazz to cook. Is his first time in such a place. Sees piles of chicken, fish, and other animal body parts. Faints*
Havoc: *Startled cuss, moves to catch the disguised mech*
shop workers: *startled and concerned*
shop worker: Is he alright?
shop worker 2: I call ambulance?
Havoc: *thinking fast* He'll be okay, just let me get him out of here... He's a vegetarian... *and now his cellphone is going off as he moves to try and carry Tracks out of the shop*
Tracks: *rebooting slowly, but then remembers the horror and blacks out again*
shop worker 3: *wondering aloud why the man came in if butcher shops affect him that way*
Havoc: *ignoring his phone in favor of making sure Tracks is alright after laying the man on the sidewalk outside the butcher's shop, really doesn't fancy getting his butt kicked by the Major... Again.* Should'a just sent Tad or Vato... *sighs*
Tracks: *groans, his eyelids flickering* Denver....
Havoc: ... *raised brow, moves to tell whoever it is trying to call him that he's got another call, pauses when he realizes the number is the Major's* Er....
Tracks: I'm alright darling. I.... *blacks out again*
Raoul: *small flash and a swish from around the corner of the meat shop, and then the boy comes out, dark eyes scanning the area. Cusses when he sees his mentor and hurries over there*
Havoc: *Slight start, was about to answer his phone* Raoul, what are you doing here? *confused soldier is VERY confused*
Raoul: What happened ta Tracks?? *kneels by the insensate mech, scowling with concern* Major Mac's all glitchy.
Havoc: I had no idea he was so squeamish about meat... >.>;;
Raoul: *stops short and then facepalms after looking through the shop window and realizing it's a Chinese shop with everything out, bulk, and sometimes alive* Oh fraggin' slag. Yeah. Man... it's dead things. Especially when it's like that. *pokes his radio to report to Denver what happened*
Denver: *Soooooo does NOT approve!*
Havoc: ...Maybe he'd be better off as a vegetarian after all.... *and now he's focusing on something else Raoul said* ... Wait... Glitchy?
Raoul: He don't eat meat, dumbaft. *shaking Tracks' shoulder and calling him*
Havoc: *giving Raoul a Look, toothpick dangling from his lip somewhat* What did you mean by the Major being 'glitchy'?
Raoul: Answer the phone 'n see. *carefully helping Tracks sit up as the mech groans and puts a hand to his head*
Havoc: *watching the pair as he answers his phone, then he's holding it away from his ear as a string of angry-sounding Scottish emits from the earpiece* >.o
Raoul: See? Dumbaft.
Havoc: *still wincing as he listens to Denver over the phone, silently wondering just how the heck she knew something was up*
Tracks: *shivering slightly as he grips Raoul's hand, doesn't care that there's a ring of curious and/or concerned onlookers gathering*
Denver: *Hanging up on Havoc after saying something that sounds an awful lot like an order, though it was in Scottish*
Havoc: ... I have NO clue what she just said...
Raoul: *translates without looking at him. Is trying to keep his temper as he asks the onlookers to go away*
Havoc: ... Well, let's get him back before the Major gets any more upset...
Raoul: *quietly* Help me get him up. He's flashin' back to bad stuff.
Havoc: *concerned, moves to help get Tracks up*
Tracks: *trying to control his reaction, but the smaller man will feel him shaking as he's lifted to his feet. Face is set and pale, and his eyes are slightly unfocused as he tries to reach past the old memories and touch his mate's mind*
Raoul: *quiet talk in Spanish as he turns Tracks toward the sedan*
Havoc: *will get the sedan's door open*
Denver: *sending reassurances and comfort over the bond*
Tracks: *finds Denver and closes his eyes slightly* -Darling. I....- *shudders* -I'm sorry.-
Raoul: *getting Tracks into the seat and strapped in, then diving for the back*
Denver: *Soothingly* -Don' worreh. Ah'm 'ere.-
Havoc: *Getting into the driver's seat and starting the engine after he buckles up as well*
Raoul: *hand on Tracks' shoulder after he's done up his own seatbelt* Let's get him home, man.
Tracks: *fighting tears, his head bowed and his hand over his face*
Denver: *More reassurances, and a promise of snuggling*
Havoc: *nods and soon the sedan is pulling back onto the main road*
Raoul: *talking about rose scented energon cookie in a very soothing voice*
Havoc: *paying that conversation no mind as he focuses on navigating through traffic*
Tracks: *voice shaky and broken sounding* But Will's been looking forward to this barbecue. *doesn't want to disappoint the youngling*
Denver: -We'll th'nk 'f s'meth'n...-
Tracks: *shudders inwardly as well as outwardly and feels dizzy and sick as he speaks aloud as well as over the bond* I never thought.... So beastly....
Denver: *more reassurances, though she sounds a bit dizzy herself*
Tracks: *mutter* So much death.... Too much death.
Raoul: Don't think about that, man. Think 'bout the energon cookie. That good rose flavor, 'n the nice flat white plaster look....
Denver: *quiet agreement, followed shortly thereafter by a startled curse*
Havoc: *Grumbling about quitting smoking, and being stuck behind a tractor*
A little while later, back at the farm....
Tracks: *face hidden in Denver's hair as he sleeps under the influence of a sedation tab after losing it just slightly*
Denver: *holding Tracks close and rubbing his back*
Magnus: *keeping an eye on the couple, is worried about his creche brother*
Raoul: *sitting on the back of the couch with Dion in his arms and his feet on Tracks* *quietly* Seein' it all done up in a package, or cooked, don't freak 'im out like that.
Magnus: *small nod, lips pressed thin*
Will: *back from getting his favorite blanket, moves to drape it over Mama and Papa*
Raoul: ...Man... he jumped on Mirage....
Beau: *quietly* Th'nk 'e'll be okay? *yes, he's worried, but not for the sake of his sister. He's worried for Tracks' well-being*
Raoul: I ain't never seen 'im do that before. *lifts his head to look at his young uncle soberly*
Dion: *Quiet, worried clicks*
Magnus: *almost inaudiably as he watches the couple on the couch* [Tracks... What happened to you?]
Raoul: *looks over at his uncle* *soberly* He went through what you 'n Mirage skipped, duh.
Magnus: *small frown*
Denver: *soft murmur, attention fully on Tracks*
Tracks: *suddenly struggling to wake*
Denver: *reassurances. Everyone is safe. Rest*
Tracks: ...Picnic. We have to go to the picnic. *groggy as heck and fighting it*
Raoul: C'mon, man, you're gonna hurt yourself.
Denver: *Gently* Th're'll be otha picnics, Tracks...
Tracks: No no. We can't miss this. We.... *holds head in hands* ...Sedated me?
Denver: *is going to lay on you and make you stay put, Tracks*
Tracks: *getting a bit agitated* We have to go.
Denver: *Is going to take drastic measures!*
Will: Ewww! *Giggles and runs to hide behind Beau, since the grownups are being mushy*
Dion: *Squeals and points!*
Tracks: *resisting a kiss for the first time in his and Denver's relationship. Still badly coordinated and drugged to the gills, but trying his hardest to stay focused on getting to the barbecue*
Magnus: *facepalming*
Denver: *Fond exasperation*
Tracks: *lands on the floor and rolls clear of everyone before shifting to Cobra*
Magnus: ... *More facepalm*
Raoul: *face. Palm*
Dion: *Squeaks!* Tacks!!! Tacks!!! *giggle*
Beau: ... *raised brow* Okay th'n....
Tracks: What are we waiting for? We have to go! *opens doors*
Denver: *moving to get up* *fondly* Stubborn mech...
Tad: *knocking on the door, a shopping bag in his hand*
Magnus: *Wheels himself to the door*
Tad: Hey, Magnus, how's he doing?
Magnus: He's convinced we need to go to the barbecue... *tips his head in Tracks' direction* And he's being pretty darn insistant about it...
Tad: Well, I have something for him to bring that shouldn't give him a spark attack.
Dion: *happy squeal when he sees Tad*
Magnus: C'mon in. *backing up and getting out of Tad's way*
Tad: *comes in, his soft brown eyes lighting as he catches sight of Dion. Clicks to the little guy*
Dion: *Squeeewigglewave!*
Tad: *grins a bit and turns to look through the door* Come on, Gavin. Dion's glad to see us.
Caine: *comes in, grinning as he looks around for the sparklet and catches sight of him. Then he sees the car in the living room. Eyebrows*
Denver: *talking to Tracks quietly, even as she moves to sit in the driver's seat*
Magnus: See what I mean?
Tad: So that's why you've got a garage door here as well as the normal one? *shifts his bag to the other hand*
Magnus: *nods* Yeah...
Dion: *More squee, wants to be held by Uncle Gavin or Uncle Tad, plz!!!*
Caine: *uninterested in cars in living rooms. Scoots over and relieves Raoul of sparklet after a brief playful tussle*
Raoul: *signs a mild insult at him and then looks back to Tracks and Denver*
Tracks: Everyone get ready.
Raoul: Man... everyone don't fit in you.
Will: *clickstorm, agrees with Raoul*
Magnus: Lemme go get 'Raj, first. Destiny and Sora will be sad if he's not there... *chuckling*
Tad: I can drive the sedan. *no intention of ever offering to drive Denver's pet*
Magnus: *soft snort* I've got a PINpoint. *and he's out the door, heading for the medbay since that's where Mirage was the last he knew*
Tad: So what? You're too good to be part of the family?
Raoul: *pauses and looks at Tad. Snerk*
Magnus: *From down the hall* No, I've just seen the way humans drive, and I kinda like living!
Denver: ... *face.palm*
Tad: .... *turns to look at his CO*
Denver: *More to Tracks than anyone else* Yup. 'E's definitely y'ur brotha...
Tracks: *too stoned to really care, is still trying to coax family in so he can go to Javan's BBQ*
Beau: *moving to help Will get in carefully*
Raoul: *counting seats and brothers*
Dion: *clickstorm, waving his little arms and telling Uncle Gavin about his bunny towel!*
Caine: *watching the little guy and grinning. Not sure what Dion's saying, but he knows it's important and it's eloquent*
Raoul: ...We'll fit. *goes and gets the towel and offers it to Dion*
Dion: *Happy squeal! BUNNY TOWEL!!!* :D
Caine: *takes the towel and holds it in the sparklet's reach, his grin becoming a bit more sure*
Dion: *Wants to wear his towel! Wiggles and clicks, trying to put it on the way Aunty Rain does*
Caine: *helping with that. Makes sure the little guy's face shows as he wraps him up*
Dion: *Happy clicks, snuggles Uncle Gavin* :3
Magnus: *Arguing with Mirage as they return to the family quarters*
Raoul: *goes and gets the baby seat and crawls into Tracks to strap it in the back seat*
Tracks: *still insisting they have to go!*
Raoul: *finishes with seat, sticks head out* Hey, Dion, you wanna go for a ride 'n see Uncle Javan?
Dion: Ooooo? *Waving arms!*
Caine: *brings him over and hands him to Raoul*
Raoul: *nods thanks and moves to install bitty bot into baby seat* Hey, man, watch the kisses. *laugh*
Dion: *Huffs a bit, clicking up a storm!*
Denver: *Small smile as she moves to buckle up*
Raoul: *chuckles and kisses Dion, then wraps his towel around him as best he can with the seat straps* Will, you strapped in? *settles to sit between the two youngbots*
Will: *Nodnod, is buckled up!*
Beau: ... I figgered y'u'd call shotgun, Raoul...
Raoul: *turns and looks at Beau with surprise* What? Why?
Magnus: *in a sissy-slapping fight with Mirage now!*
Tad: *meanwhile is offering his shopping bag to Denver. It's really her bag that stuffs into a red rose*
Denver: *Thanks Tad and tells him to keep 'Raj and Magnus from killing each other*
Tad: I'll send them after you pretty soon. *grin*
Beau: Well... *gesturing to Tracks, doesnt really have the words to try to explain what he meant*
Raoul: I thought you'd wanna sit by Major Mac.
Caine: *will bonk heads together. Just watch him*
Magnus: *Startled yelp*
Beau: ... *snorts and moves to sit in the front passenger seat*
Raoul: *settles in the middle with his knees against the front seats. Fastens his seatbelt* Besides, you got longer legs than me.
Dion: *Happy clickstorm*
Beau: ... Good point... *buckling up*
Raoul: Don't want your stupid knees jabbin' Tracks all the way there. *leans back, absently patting the seat as Tracks closes the doors and starts his engine* Man... you're too stoned to drive.
Beau: *makes a face at Raoul's words*
Denver: We c'ld PINpoint th're...
Raoul: Why? You kin' drive, Major Mac.
Tracks: Yes... take the wheel, darling.... *muffled muttering*
Denver: *sheepish murmur, before she hesitantly takes the wheel*
Tracks: *and there's the whisper of his purr*
Raoul: *stretches and checks on Dion*
Dion: *clickstorm, wiggles happily. Is secure in his booster seat*
Raoul: *chuckles and pokes a corner of the towel at his mouth*
Dion: *Squeaks, latches onto the towel*
Denver: *more murmurs as the garage door opens*
Caine: *looks over from where he was lifting Mirage and Magnus with taking them and stuffing them in an SUV in mind. Grins and nods since he has no hands free for waving*
Tad: *waves, grinning*
Tracks: *seat is rubbing Denver's back*
Denver: *being careful as she guides Tracks out the garage door*
Raoul: *gently tugging on the towel in Dion's mouth as he watches where they're going*
After a short drive out to one of the farthest fields on Lisa's property...
Raoul: *sees tents. Sees white arches and flowers. Also sees Mia chasing Alex around and waving a white cowboy hat as Pandita brandishes a fork at Javan and stands protectively over his Foreman grill. Grins*
Rachel: *smiling a smug and pleased smirk as she poses in a white dress next to a black tuxedo jacket and kilt clad Jack*
Denver: *raised brow when she sees Jack*
Beau: *Snerks*
Dion: *Squeakchattersqueak!*
Ben and Harrison (aka Beamrider and Heatseeker): *waving orange thingers and directing traffic. Aim Denver over toward the people instead of the few vehicles that are here*
Denver: *driving carefully, wondering just what's going on*
Raoul: *pulls a cheerful face at Sarah as they pass her standing in her pretty blue dress and holding a handful of flowers*
Sarah: *Happy wavings!* :D
Raoul: *laughs and waves back, then pokes Will and points*
Will: *Startled, was watching Alex and Mia*
Dion: *muffled squeak, still chewing on his towel a bit*
Irene: *steals something off Pandita's grill and stuffs it in her mouth, then waves to the people in Tracks*
Pandita: *Facepalming and telling Javan off for being a bad influence*
Javan: *Cracking up*
Alex: *trying to avoid having the cowboy hat put on his head*
Mia: *is determined to put the cowboy hat on her husband's head!*
Raoul: ...Beau, did you see how much beer that guy had in his kilt pockets?
Beau: *snickering and nodding* Th' Utilikilt strahks 'gain...
Raoul: That thing had a lot bigger pockets than Professor Ruteger's.
Beau: *nods* 'T's a diff'rent stahle 'f Utilikilt.
Raoul: You sure it ain't a new kinda portable cooler? *snerk*
Beau: Naw... 'T ain't insulated 'nough f'r th't...
Raoul: *blinks and then snerks worse* Wonder if his butt's numb yet.
Will: Prolly doesn't notice...
Denver: Okay, y'u three... th't's 'nough speculatin'... *not that she's not amused*
Dion: *Muffled* Butt!
Raoul: *cracks up and howls*
Will: *Gigglefit*
Beau: *laughing hard enough to have tears coming to his eyes*
Dion: *Pleased expression. Yep. he's definitely related to Magnus*
Denver: *Rolling her eyes as she carefully parks, and then she's gently running her hand along Tracks' dashboard*
Tracks: *purrs but doesn't wake*
Raoul: *pokes Beau in the back of the neck* Lemme out! I gotta get this to the cooks. *has shopping bag in other hand*
Beau: *Abandoning ship, intends to try and swipe something from the smoker*
Will: Give it to Pandita? *leaning to make faces at Dion, who squeals and waves his arms with delight*
Raoul: Nah, this is for Mr. del Sol. *crawling out to go deliver the 'meat'*
Will: *Getting Dion out of his booster seat*
Emi: *Laughing as Lisa darts over to Tracks with a bouquet of roses*
Denver: *Surprised* Roses?
Lisa: *nodnod, big grin* I think this is what Tracks was meaning when he said he was going to get something to surprise you...
Denver: ... *slight wibble, and then she's gently patpatting the dashboard*
Sky: *striding over in a short white dress and long white moccasins, a baby under one arm* Hey, Denver, come pick your dress.
Denver: ... Dress?
Sky: Yeah. We get wedding dress pictures with our mates. *grin*
Denver: ... *engages the parking brake and unbuckles before getting out*
Tracks: *murmurs in sleep*
Sky: *looks at Tracks and then frowns when he doesn't transform. Pokes him*
Denver: *quietly* 'E w's sedated earliah...
Sky: *glances at Lisa, then back to Denver, frowning* Why?
Denver: *just as quietly* 'E w's 'avin' a flashback...
Sky: Slag. He was looking forward to this. Even called me to help him plot.
Denver: Th're 'as t' be a way t' make th's all work...
Rain: *comes over with intent to nab her sparklet* ...Pose with him in car mode. We already brought your Barracuda here for the pictures.
Sky: *perks* That could work.
Denver: ... *frowning a bit*
Lisa: I was the one driving the tow truck, and I know how to handle cars, Major.
Rain: And I polished him after we got him here.
Rose: *in her wheelchair somewhere behind them, giving Havoc a piece of her mind*
Havoc: *getting down on one knee, has a ring box in hand, and yep. He's proposing*
Rain: *glances over toward the sound of a Havoc yelp and snerks, cuddling Dion close* There, he proposed.
Denver: *Attention going that way* ... 'Bout slaggin' tahm.
Sky: *grins as Havoc gets swatted hard, then turns back to Denver*
Will: *off to find Sean*
Rain: *urging Denver over to the dress area* Come on, Flashpoint, before somebody else gets the one that'll look good on you.
Denver: *Surprised by both the nickname and the urging*
Rain: *has a Dion on her hip as she and Sky urge their sister, and admire her flowers because they smell so nice*
Dion: *clickstorm, looks around for other Bubby and 'Aj, happy squeal when he sees them* 'Aj! 'Aj!!!
Tad: *walking beside the two brothers as they come over from the parking area*
Caine: *stayed behind to talk to a gopher*
Magnus: *carefully wheeling to avoid any gopher holes*
Rain: *to Dion* Don't you wanna come help Mama dress up?
Dion: *Squeak chirrrup?*
Rain: Or do you want to go hang out with the guys?
Dion: *Squeak squeak squeak! Waves arms*
Rain: *shakes head and goes to dump baby on Raj*
Tad: *snags him on the way*
Dion: *Happy squeal!*
Raj: *raised brow, acks as Destiny latches onto him*
Destiny: Raj!!! :D *has a pretty summer dress on, along with sandals*
Sora: *Trying not to laugh*
Ryan: Hey, Raj. *easy going grin*
Rain: *looks at Ryan, looks at Sora and Destiny, then looks at Mirage and snerks before turning to go back to Sky and Denver*
Havoc: *suddenly mysteriously in the dugout*
Denver: *has her nose buried in the bouquet of roses*
Sky: *looking at dresses. Has no clue. Owns her own dress*
Emi: *Coming to help Denver pick out a dress*
Havoc: *Sputtering and looking very much like a drowned rat*
Lisa: Whoah... How'd Havoc wind up in the dugout?!
Rain: *glances over* That's nothing. Look what Javan's got on his head.
Lisa: *Looks, and then she's giggling*
Sky: ...Is that a garter?
Denver: Huh? *Looks* ... *Face.Palm*
Rain: Yup. Irene did it. *looks back at dresses and pulls out a pretty one that is long and simple*
Denver: Whah 'm Ah not surprahsed? *looks at the dress Rain pulled* ... *raised brow*
Rain: *raises her brow back* No?
Denver: ... Ah'd ratha be in mah uniform.... But Ah'm guessin' Ah ain't got much say 'n th' matta?
Lisa: Nope! ^_^
Emi: This is for your relatives to see.
Denver: ... Y'all fahght dirteh. *moves to go change*
Sky: Hey, I did it. *ducks something* Seamus, I'm gonna stick the next potato you aim at me in your ear.
Lisa: *grabs the wayward spud, and chucks it at Seamus as hard as she can*
Emi: *Smirks a bit when she hears Seamus yelp*
Sky: I'd like to know who the slag taught him how to make that potato launcher.
Emi: It wasn't Jack or Merlin.
Lisa: He probably youtubed it...
Sky: *growls, but then perks as she hears her name called* Be back soon. *goes to grab mate and be photographed*
Rachel: *coming in with a big grin on her face as she reaches back to unfasten the lace overdress* That was fun.
Denver: *muttering darkly about having to wear a dress, even as she changes clothes*
Lisa: If it were up to you, Major, you'd be in full fatigues, with some big gun that'd put Mia or Alex to shame over your shoulder.
Denver: Darn rahght, Ah w'ld be...
Rachel: That would look silly with damask roses. *slips overdress off and stands in the simple satin underdress*
Denver: Thrrrrpt! *grumbles more when she realizes she needs help getting the dress zipped*
Rachel: What's wrong? *turns to face the wall and slips out of the underdress too*
Denver: Ah need 'elp zippin' th's slaggin' th'ng...
Rain: *scoots over* Lemme in.
Denver: *Lets Rain in, has the dress zipped most of the way aside from what she just can't reach on her own*
Rain: *carefully does up that part, and then hooks the little bitty hook at the top* There.
Denver: *soft sigh as she moves to turn around, revealing the modest cut of her dress* Ah jes 'ope Ah don' trip 'r anehth'n...
Rain: That's why I didn't pick a skirt like Blue's.
Denver: *soft snort, moves to get her bouquet*
Rain: *handing Rachel a blouse as the medic stands calmly in her bra and panties*
Denver: *gently admiring her bouquet, and wondering where Tracks got the roses*
Rachel: *buttoning her blouse* They look a lot fresher than I would if I'd gone that far.
Denver: *Very soft snort, moves to carefully gather up the train of the dress, before she's heading out to where Tracks is parked*
Tracks: *has been rolled over to face the Barracuda. Is snoring very softly*
Raoul: *polishing him with a master's skill*
Denver: *small smile* *Quietly* 'Ow 's 'e, Raoul?
Raoul: Stoned outta his freakin' skull. But he ain't feelin' no pain.
Rachel: *coming over to look at the sleeping Cobra, her brows drawn together in a slight frown as she thinks of what Magnus just told her about what happened before they came*
Denver: *small nod, moves to carefully sit on the hood of the 'Cuda so she can watch Raoul work*
Rachel: *takes out her scanner and runs it over Tracks' hood* *quietly* How bad was the flashback?
Denver: *Just as quietly* Bad...
Rachel: Can you give me any details? *looking at the scanner screen with an absent frown of concern*
Denver: *Quietly relays what she knows*
Rachel: How's Raj? *scrolls through her readout and then clears it and looks up*
Denver: 'E 'n Magnus were sisseh-slappin' wh'n we left t' c'mere...
Raj: *trying to get Destiny to let go of him, isn't having much luck*
Rachel: *is surprised* Orly? *then opens Track's hood and overrides the sedation*
photographer: *coming over then, a massive grin on his face* I get to take pictures of these??
Raoul: *growls at him*
Denver: *Levels her best Look at the photographer*
photographer: ...What did I do wrong?
Denver: Give us a few minutes.
photographer: Okay. *turns and goes to see if the guy in the beer kilt's been subdued yet*
Rachel: *soft laughter as she pats something under Tracks' hood and calls his name*
Denver: *gives Rachel a raised brow Look before moving to carefully climb off the hood of the 'Cuda* Hm?
Rachel: He doesn't want to wake up. But he's purring.
Denver: *small, fond smile for her mate*
Rachel: You might wind up having your pictures with him in first alt after all. *still chuckling*
Raoul: *says Tracks is a suck, and then runs off lest anyone think he needs to dress up for pictures*
Denver: *over comms to Raoul's earbud* //Yeah, but 'e's OUR suck.// *Amused chuckle*
Raoul: //Duh!//
Denver: *laughs*
Rachel: *tries poking Tracks in a ticklish spot, but only gets a whimper, which makes her murmur and sooth the side of his spark compartment*
Denver: *Attention back on Tracks now, soothing murmurs*
Tracks: *purring that soft whisper of a purr again and sending affection to Denver over their bond*
Denver: *sending affection right back, and a bit of concern accidentally leaks through*
Tracks: *mental snuggle and peaceful sleeping feelings*
Denver: *Quiet clicks*
Tracks: *draws her into a dream... and kisses her dizzy*
Denver: *Slight stumble, has to put a hand on Tracks' bumper to keep from falling*
Rachel: Denver? *concerned frown*
photographer: *coming back again. Beer guy is AWOL*
Denver: 'M okay... *has a slightly silly grin on her face now*
Rachel: *looks at Denver, then looks at Tracks and chuckles* Okay. I'm not worried about him.
Denver: *absent 'Hmm' sound*
Rachel: *closes Tracks' hood, then turns and walks off toward the sound of Greg roaring*
photographer: Major Trach? Are you ready now?
Denver: Hm? *reaching to put a hand on the hood of the 'Cuda as well as one on Tracks' hood*
photographer: For your photo shoot. Are you ready? .... Are you alright?
Denver: 'M fahn... *looks every bit the blushing bride*
Tracks: *very gentle loving nudge over bond*
photographer: *looks at the glow on the woman, and takes pictures. Makes sure to get the rose bouquet in some where it rests on the Barracuda's hood*
Denver: *pleased sound, the hand onTracks' hood idly tracing small hearts*
photographer: *pauses after several good shots and looks around* Is your husband coming?
Denver: *blink blink* 'E's 'ere...
photographer: *looks, but sees no human or robot person. Gives Denver a quizzical look*
Denver: *Very gentle patpats for Tracks' hood, is starting to look a tidge unsteady on her feet, as all she really wants to do right now is find a comfy place to snuggle*
Tracks: *soft sound*
photographer: *startled* I didn't realize. Col. Franklin said people or robots. *slight grin*
Denver: *Absent sound, more patpats for Tracks*
photographer: *gently sets his camera down, and steps forward to offer her suppor* Do you need some help, Major?
Denver: Hm... Mahght...
photographer: Do you need to lay down? *puts her arm around his shoulders*
Denver: Wanna change clothes first...
photographer: *looks around and calls for help*
Tracks: *dreaming of kisses again*
Denver: *blink blink, small smile, is feeling a bit dizzy now*
Rain: *hurrying over, a frown on her face* Flashpoint? What's wrong?
Denver: *quietly, still smiling* [Tracks 's dreamin'...]
Rain: *blinks, and then snerks, all traces of concern faded as she shifts her sister's weight onto her own shoulders* She's fine. And Mia's caught him.
photographer: Oh! *gets camera and hurries to capture Alex on disk*
Denver: *absent sound, blinks a bit as she's shifted*
Rain: Let's get you back into your usual clothes.
Denver: Mmkay...
Rain: *calls for Lisa as she heads back toward the tent, then looks over her shoulder as Tracks makes a soft sound of protest at Denver moving away from him*
Lisa: *hurrying over with Denver's clothes, as well as Emi and Serenity in tow with a tarp*
Rain: *gets the clothes changed quickly. A bit bemused by the tarp and the human squeamishness about garments* [There, sister.]
Denver: *Another absent sound, is starting to move back towards Tracks*
Rain: *moves with her, still offering support* Somebody open his door and tip his seat forward.
Lisa: *moves to do so* Should we send someone for a blanket?
Rain: *looks* There's a plaid one here.
Lisa: Oooh, okay. ^_^ *will help get Denver situated in Tracks' back seat*
Rain: *pulls the blanket over Denver, and then crawls out and straightens*
Denver: *contented sound as she curls up and closes her eyes*
Tracks: *seat moving gently to rub Denver's back. And yes, several people will now learn that Tracks purrs as he does so very softly*
Lisa: *covering her mouth to stifle the giggles she can feel starting*
Emi: *soft 'heh'*
Rain: *looks at them* What?
Emi: I knew Javan purred... *amusement twinkling in her eyes*
Rain: *looks back to Tracks* Ohhhh. You didn't know he did.
Emi: *headshake, attention returning to Denver and Tracks*
Tracks: *dreaming happily with his lady*
Denver: *looks entirely at peace with the world*
Rain: *soft chuckle, and then trots off to see what Dion and Magnus and Will are doing*
Dion: *Happy squeal when he sees Aunty Rain!* Ain! Ain!!! :D
Rain: Where's my sparklet? *grin*
Dion: *Waving arms, wants picked up!*
Magnus: You want him, come and get him. *challenging grin*
Rain: *pauses, and then her own grin takes on that proportion of mischief that is known well as a Seeker trait*
Magnus: *And now he's turning his chair quickly and trying to make off with Dion*
Dion: *happy squeal, knows this game!*
Rain: *darts after them* I keep what I catch, Magnus.
Magnus: *trying to keep from hitting gopher holes, manages to avoid the ones he knows about, but then one of his wheels catches in a deep one that was hidden by the longer grass, and he and Dion are sent tumbling*
Dion: *Frightened wail*
Rain: *shoots forward and manages to break their falls, but winds up on the bottom of the heap* *arms around them as she clicks and sooths Dion*
Magnus: *fussing over Dion now, and checking the sparklet for injury*
Dion: *had a good scare, but is unharmed. Clings tightly to both Magnus and Rain*
Sarah: *Darting over to give cuddles*
Rain: [Shhhh. Shhh, baby. I have you. You're safe. Shhhh.] *looks up at Sarah and smiles slightly, but then turns her attention back to Dion*
Magnus: *Soothing clicks, is gently rubbing Dion's back*
Dion: *hiccupping now*
Sarah: *clicks quietly* Him Dion okay? *worried*
Rain: Him Dion's okay. We caught him. *kisses her little one's head* Where's your towel, hmm?
towel: *caught on part of the chair*
Dion: *hiccups and whimpers, still clinging tightly*
Sarah: *Goes to get the towel*
Rain: *making soft musical sounds, reaches for the towel as Sarah gets back*
Dion: *more whimpers, doesn't feel so good now*
Rain: *wraps him up, frowning with concern as she scans him*
Magnus: *gently rubbing Dion's back through the towel*
Dion: *is feeling a bit urky now...*
Rain: *recognizes the signs and offers him a bit of cookie*
Sarah: *Going to get Mama or Uncle Russ*
Dion: *unhappy sounds as his tank rumbles just a bit*
Rain: *crushes up the cookie and offers him the powder* *in Seeker* [This will help. Just try.]
Dion: *slight wibble before he's having a bit of the powder*
Rain: [Good. Yeah. That's right. And hey. Look at this....] *lifts her face and gives Magnus a peck*
Magnus: *slight start, blinks at Rain*
Dion: *Quiet click, wants Mama*
Rain: *worried now. When a sparklet isn't amused by PDA he's really not feeling good. Forgets Magnus and gets up with Dion, intending to go find Rachel herself*
Magnus: *works on getting his chair upright and himself back in it, then he's wheeling himself after Rain, worry clear on his face*
Rachel: *coming with Sarah, her scanner in her hand. Uses it on the little sparklet, clicking to him the while*
Dion: *tank is a bit upset, and his spark's showing a bit of stress from the chair tumble*
Rachel: *clicks softly, then wraps him up and gently triggers his recharge system* Go sit somewhere quiet and cuddle with him, Magnus. What happened?
Dion: *very quiet clicks as he goes into recharge*
Magnus: *slightly guilty look* There was a gopher hole I didn't see... He'll be okay, won't he? *holding out his arms to take Dion*
Rain: *frowns. She doesn't want to give her baby up when he's not feeling good*
Rachel: Oh yeah. He just needs to rest and be near familiar sparks. That's why I prescribed cuddle time.
Magnus: *Small nod, clearly feels responsible for what happened*
Sarah: *Quietly* Him Magnus tried avoiding gopher holes...
Rachel: Stuff happens. You got into worse at that age. *shoos them toward one of the tent trailers that have been set up for families wanting to rest, a flipover type that Magnus will be able to get into with his chair* Better let Rain carry him over there, okay, buddy?
Magnus: *Another small nod*
Rain: *turns to carry Dion to the trailer, telling him that Magnus is coming, and making sure he's wrapped closely in his towel*
Magnus: *moves to follow Rain*
Rain: *into the trailer and left the door open. Walks across the entrance room and settles down on the bed, clicking and crooning softly to Dion*
Magnus: *locking the wheels of his chair once he's over next to the bed, then he's transferring to the bed, and moving to snuggle closer so Dion can hear his spark as well*
Dion: *Quietly clicking as he recharges*
Rain: *cuddles close, pulling a blanket over them so that Dion's got a safe nest. Then lifts her eyes to meet Magnus' and frowns at him* Your spark's not happy.
Magnus: *Quietly* I just... I feel responsible for what happened... I know I got into worse as a bitlet... but still...
Rain: Like Ratchet said. Stuff happens. We can't coddle him forever, or he'll never find his wings.... Um... feet.
Magnus: ... *soft sigh, nods, and then he's wincing*
Rain: *frowns at him* You should've gotten scanned.
Magnus: I'll be alright.
Rain: *sharp scowl, but then leans forward and plants a kiss on him*
Magnus: *Startles, slight flail and more wincing as the near-miss catches up with him*
Rain: *hand to the back of his head* //Just relax and let the charge hit.//
Magnus: *trying and failing to think of an argument as things start to spin slightly*
Rain: *ups her charge just a little, fingers gently rubbing the base of his skull in a calming gesture. Praying he can just calm down and feel good*
Magnus: *relaxing a bit, will cling to Rain so he doesn't go spinning off the bed*
Rain: *softly, as she breaks the kiss* I meant what I said.
Magnus: *Quiet, pleased sound* I guess you caught me then...
Rain: *snuzzle* Yup.
Magnus: *snuggles carefully* 'M glad...
Rain: You've started meaning a lot to me, groundpounder. *forehead on his as she continues the gentle skull rub*
Magnus: *softly* Still don't think you're a grunt.... Too pretty to be a grunt...
Rain: *chuckles, liking the sound of his spark now. Looks down at Dion*
Dion: *clicks around his thumb. Is feeling better now that Bubby's spark is happier*
Rain: *grins at Magnus*
Magnus: *Gently smoothing Dion's helm and blinking back sleepiness*
Rain: *moves her fingers from the base of his skull to his shoulder, gentle kneading*
Magnus: *soft, pleased sound, carefully snuggles close, closing his eyes*
Rain: *softly* [Rest now. You have your shadow.] *wonders if he'll know what that means*
Magnus: *relaxes a bit more, slipping into a light doze*
Dion: *clicks quietly as he slips into a deeper recharge. Everything is okay*
Rain: *will watch over the mech she's claimed, and the sparklet she shares with her sister*
Elsewhere
Raoul: *over on a picnic table, his feet on the bench as he devours a plate full of vegetarian fattie slices*
Will: *has parked his butt on the bench, is nomming some smoked Dinoham*
Caine: *dumps a muddy Havoc on the bench*
Raoul: *looks at him* Dumbaft.
Havoc: *grumblecurse*
Will: *gonna climb up onto the table part now*
Javan: *Chasing Beau with grilling tongs since Beau nabbed a sizeable hunk of salted Dinoham*
Raoul: *whistles as Nosebiter wanders past, then snerks as the turkey comes up and affectionately lives up to his name on the unhappy Havoc*
Havoc: *Flails and then he's on the ground, face-first*
Will: *blinkblink, looks at Havoc with a "What the heck was that for?" look that's full of innocence...* *totally didn't boot Havoc. Nope*
Raoul: Not thinkin' can be a @#$@#$#@. *goes on eating*
Russell: *Has bebehs, is walking with the girls in his arms*
Raoul: *waves to him, then tosses a bit of food onto Havoc where Nosebiter can see it*
Russell: *nods, bringing the girls over*
Liadán: *happy clicks, wavewavewave*
Meryl: *Chirrup?*
Nosebiter: *bites Havoc on the butt*
Havoc: *Yelps!*
Meryl: *Startled squeal*
Raoul: *oh darn* *Clicking to the sparklet, and offering her his plastic spoon*
Russell: *Soothing clicks as he moves to stand so Meryl can reach for the spoon*
Raoul: *grins and clicks as Caine distracts the friendly but not very gentle turkey*
Nosebiter: *will try to eat Caine's bootstring*
Meryl: *Chirp?* *watches Raoul with wide eyes*
Liadán: *Clickstorm! Waving arms happily as she watches Caine*
Raoul: *grins at Meryl and offers to take her and share his lunch with her*
Meryl: *curious headtilt, reaches for Raoul as Russell clicks encouragingly*
Raoul: *soft crooning as he gathers the tiny girl into his arms and then sets her in his lap and offers her half his buttered bun*
Meryl: *ooo, nom!*
Russell: *Soft chuckle as he moves to sit on the opposite side of the table*
Caine: *moves slowly so Nosebiter follows him, but is soon over there trying to acquire a Liadán*
Liadán: *Was getting fed noms by Will, but reaches for Caine when she sees him*
Havoc: *going off to have a smoke and sulk*
Raoul: *calls after him softly* Think next time, man!
Meryl: *Chirrups around a mouthful of buttered bun*
Raoul: *then takes one of his slices of fatty and offers it to Russell*
Russell: Thank you, Raoul.
Raoul: *grins* You know what it's made'a?
Russell: *small headshake as he scans the slice curiously*
Raoul: Totally vegetarian. *chuckle* Captain Blume got this stuff in the Nexus.
Russell: *nods, chuckling quietly* It's some type of mushroom or mushroom-related fungoid...
Raoul: Yup. They call it meat plant, 'n it's made to eat.
Russell: *another chuckle* Don't tell Rinny that it's a mushroom... She hates mushrooms...
Raoul: Don't she hate Mr. Del Sol's cookin' anyway? *noms more... and doesn't offer fatty to baby!*
Russell: That too.
Meryl: *Hopeful chirrup. Does Raoul have more of that nom he shared?*
Raoul: *looks down at the sparklet to see if she's finished the bread and butter*
Meryl: *Has finished, hence her asking chirrup*
Raoul: *offers her a grilled carrot instead of fatty*
Meryl: *curious about this new nom, will look it over before having a taste. Then she's clicking happily and nibbling on the grilled carrot*
Russell: *small, proud smile as he watches*
Raoul: Not sure about givin' her any'a the fatty. *looks at Russell* I don't wanna upset her tummy.
Russell: I think it would probably be a good idea to wait a few years before allowing her to sample any of Javan's cooking.
Raoul: Thought so. *looks back to Meryl and clicks to her*
Meryl: *happy with the veggie and the buttered bun* n.n
Raoul: You'n Mrs. Anderson get your picture took? *looks over to where the photographer is doing a 'dark reflection' picture with Bee's holodriver and Lisa in two different colours of the same flowing wedding gown*
Russell: *nods* I'm surprised Rinny didn't trip...
Raoul: Why? What was she wearin'?
Russell: *Describes the dress in detail, right down to the buttons going down the back... and the high heels Serenity was wearing*
Raoul: ...Ow.
Russell: *nods* Hence my concern...
Destiny: *Wanders past, looking quite confused*
Raoul: *looks up* Desti? What's wrong?
Destiny: Sister 'n 'Raj gone... Looked everywhere...
Raoul: Didja call 'em? *patting the table next to him invitingly*
Destiny: *as she moves to sit next to Raoul* No answer...
Raoul: *turns to look at Russell*
Russell: *pinging Alex and Mia, and asking them to look for the wayward 'Bots, a small frown on his face*
Raoul: *back to Destiny* You see that tent trailer there? Not the low one, the one that looks like the walls're all made'a screen? *points to the trailer that Lt. Wesson is resting in*
Destiny: *looks that way* *Quiet clicks*
Raoul: You see who's sleepin' on that end?
Destiny: *nodnod*
Raoul: I don't mean Lockdown. This end. Who's that?
Destiny: Lieutenant Wesson.
Raoul: *nods* You wanna go say hi?
Destiny: Mama said needs rest...
Raoul: Yeah, but you're his friend.
Destiny: *considering look before she's moving to scoot off of the table and head for the tent trailer*
Raoul: *grins and returns to Meryl and his plate. Saves fatty from bitty fingers and offers another carrot*
Meryl: *clicks quietly, nommacarrot*
Raoul: *looks back up toward the tent trailer, hoping having Destiny to talk to will stop Lt. Ross from fretting*
Destiny: *cuddling Lt. Ross now*
Raoul: *grins, and then looks at Russell* You find 'em?
Russell: Alex found the trail they took... They're not bothering to cover their tracks at all...
Raoul: *puzzled frown* Why would they?
Russell: Old habits... Covering your tracks makes it harder for the enemy to find you or follow you home...
Meryl: *Chirrups at her father. Doesn't like the sad look on his face*
Raoul: Yeah, man. But this's Earth. 'N there's soldiers around the whole place.
Russell: True... But Mirage and Sora haven't had the time to get comfortable yet...
Raoul: ...You ain't seen Mirage at home.
Russell: Hm?
Raoul: *shrug* Seems pretty comfortable to me.
Russell: *raised brow, inviting Raoul to continue*
Meryl: *clickchirrrup*
Raoul: *another shrug as he turns his attention back to Meryl* He just fits in 'n does stuff 'round the house. The other day when we all got home late he was tryin' to feed Dion his supper.
Russell: *about to answer when someone yells something near the largest group of people* What the?!
Nightbird: *Pointing at Prowl* MINE.
Prowl: *Sputtering and regarding Nightbird with wide optics*
Motormaster: *on the ground in alt-mode, holding her sides and howling with laughter*
Raoul: :o
Russell: ... *Raised brow* Well, I suppose that's one way to get one's intentions across...
Will: :o
Raoul: ...Didn' she just divorce Megatron?
Russell: They were word-mates. She renounced that bond the night we celebrated the destruction of the mirrors.
Wildrider: *moving to help himself to some of the smoked meat* Yeah, and now nobody can court her or Prowl, 'cause she'll be too busy courting him.
Raoul: ...Ain't that kinda fast?
Wildrider: Boss is just staking her claim. *shrugs. Sees nothing wrong with what Nightbird has just done*
Raoul: ....
Steeljaw: *gonna steal that piece of Dinoham you were reaching for, Wildrider! And GONE!*
Wildrider: *Scowls and looks like he very dearly wants to give Steeljaw a good kick*
Raoul: *changes from bemusement to quiet warning* Don' even think about it.
Wildrider: *Scowls at Raoul* I'm not stupid.
Raoul: Yeah, you are. You just ain't suicidal.
Wildrider: *scowwwwwl*
Raoul: *gently offers Meryl to her dad*
Russell: *can has bebeh, will go find where Caine wandered off to, wants both bebehs plzandthx*
Raoul: *offers his plate to Will* Don't be scared, okay?
Will: Gonna kick his butt?
Raoul: If I gotta. *still holding plate to brother*
Will: 'Kay. *grabbing plate*
Raoul: *hops off the table and walks over to Wildrider* *quietly* You gotta problem?
Wildrider: *recognizes a challenge when he sees one! Smirk* I might.
Raoul: *doesn't look ready to fight in the least* *folds arms across chest* Yeah?
Wildrider: *and now he's lunging!*
Stunticons: *minus Motormaster, have come to see what's going on*
Raoul: *isn't where they thought he was*
Wildrider: *Calling Raoul all manner of foul things, attacks using some of the things he learned from Nightbird*
Raoul: *not there either*
Dead End: *leading the taunting of Wildrider*
Wildrider: *Takes a swing at Dead End for good measure!*
Raoul: *foot suddenly connects with the back of Wildrider's knee* Don't lose focus.
Wildrider: *appears to go down... but he's only down for a few seconds before he's lunging at Raoul again*
Raoul: *hands free somersault out of the way*
Wildrider: *String of obscenities, attacks*
Raoul: *gone again!*
Tad: *shouldering into the circle with a frown on his face*
Stunticons: *Upping their taunting of Wildrider*
Will: *Clicks to Tad. Come sit by me!*
Tad: *declines with a gentle head shake. Wants to be here for Raoul*
Will: *A bit more insistant. Remembers what happened the last time*
Wildrider: *takes a wild swing*
Raoul: *ducks that, darts in close and gives the Stunticon an uppercut that catches him right on the place on the jaw that'll snap his head back*
Dead End: *Startled obscenity as Wildrider is KO'd*
Raoul: *turns to look at Dead End, his expression calm and quizzical as he breaths deeply to catch his breath. 'You wanna piece now?' that look asks*
Dead End: *arguing with the other Stunticons as they move to pick up Wildrider*
Raoul: *relaxes and goes to stand by Tad, not leaving his back open as he watches*
Stunticons: *heading to take Wildrider over to the dugout... where they promptly drop him in*
Raoul: *cracks up and goes to sit by Will*
Tad: *joins the boys after going and getting his own second plate of good stuff*
Will: *Gives Raoul his plate back, has taken some of the veggies*
Raoul: *gentle neck squish for little brother, then kisses him on the head and lets him go*
Beau: *Laughing as he's chased by Javan*
Raoul: *glances over toward a sleeping blue car. Sighs and grins as he returns to his meal*
((co-written with random_xtras))