http://nottabeater.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] nottabeater.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] nottabeater 2008-05-06 06:27 am (UTC)

Even later

Bee: *busy chugging energon as Gen comes into the mess hall, Honey sitting on the table and playing a really cool remix as she too chugs*

Gen: *looks tired coming in after just putting Caleendi down for a nap* *downs an energon cube in one go*

Bee: *pauses* Show off.

Gen: *weary blink* Huh?

Bee: *sets her cube down and looks concerned* Are you okay?

Honey: Breeep?

Gen: Tired. Don't see how you can handle two sparklings. *a slight wince and she rubs her chestplate*

Bee: *fidget, blush* Rap's not really a sparkling anymore. *flinches as Honey pokes her in the chest* Um... and it's three now.

Gen: Three. Sorry. My mis- wait, three? *blink*

Psych: Heh. Congrats, Bee.

Bee: Yeah... remember that glitch I mentioned? Uh, and thanks, Psych.

Honey: ^_^

Gen: Glitch?

Bee: I told you yesterday. A twitch in my right hand. Ratchet checked it out, and it's the new one poking at circuits.

Gen: That's... I mean... *smiles* Congratulations.

Bee: *shy, embarrassed grin* Thanks.

Ironhide: *in passing* Trying to repopulate the whole slagging planet on your own....

Bee: *throws her empty cube at him*

Gen: *holds back laugh, and another small wince*

Bee: *turns back in time to notice the wince* What's wrong?

Gen: I-I don't know. *shakes head* It's probably nothing.

Psych: Nothing, my aft!

Bee: *seriously* Dude, twitchy fingers was somebody new. If you're hurting it's something for sure.

Gen: It's not hurting. It just feels... odd.

Psych: Yeah, sure. "Odd." *private comm to Bee* //We've been twinging on and off ever since my LOL ended//

Bee: Odd how? *to Psych* //Twinging?//

Gen: It's just something different. I'm sure it'll go away eventually.

Psych: //Something just hasn't been feeling right. I don't know what it is, but it sure as the Pit ain't normal.//

Bee: *mama mode* B| Go see a Ratchet.

Gen: *blinks* What? Why?

Psych: *protective brother mode* Because something's wrong and you know it.

Bee: What he said. Seriously.

Gen: But it's probably nothing.

Bee: Want me to drag you down there?

Psych: You have my full permission if it ever comes to that.

Bee: *gives Gen stern mama look*

Gen: *wilts slightly; Bee sure is getting good at that*

Bee: Do I have to bring you now?

Gen: Eh.

Psych: *warning tone* Gen...

Gen: *frowns* N-no. I'll go.

Bee: *equally warning* No procrastinating.

Honey: *wags finger*

Bee: *catches the finger without looking*

Gen: *watches Honey* *mutters to self* They're all against me.

Bee: No I'm not. You're my friend 'n I don't wanna see you hurt. Besides, Cali needs you.

Gen: *sighs* And she plays the baby-guilt card. *half smile at Bee* All right, I'm going.

Bee: *grins* I have babies on the CPU.

Gen: *smiles* I wonder why.

Bee: *blush*

Honey: *laughs at the funny Mama*

Psych: Ha! Nice one! XD

Bee: *Chuckles* You just wait, Psych.

Gen: ^-^

Psych: With pleasure, madam~

Bee: Brat. *looks at the chrono on the wall* Wow, my shift starts in less than half an hour. Will you keep an eye on Honey till Optimus comes to get her?

Gen: Uh, sure thing.

Bee: Thanks... and go see Ratchet! *turns and hurries out, having to dodge Optimus on the way.*

Gen: I will.

Psych: I'll make her!

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