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.*
Even later
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!