Ambulating Autobot

First Aid, do I have to- OKAY. FINE. Hello, I am Ambulon, Autobot Medic and Ward Manager from Delphi. It is for the benefit of my mental health and integration if I am to use this as a journal and interaction hub. So this will be a semi-private journal and Q&A session archive. NO, FIRST AID, DO NOT GET RATCHET INVOLVED. [[Independent RP and Ask Blog for MTMTE Ambulon]] Track tag: ambulatingautobot M!A: None

[ambulating-autobot]

"Double A, can I talk to you about something?" Awol asked as he came to his love's office and peaked in.

Double A looked up. “Always, Awol. What do you need?”

[awol-ambulon]

Awol came in and closed the door before smiling softly at Double A and moved to sit next to him, “I…What I’m going to say and ask is…is very important” Awol said while flushing some to Double A.

[ambulating-autobot]

Double A raised an optic ridge. He glanced at the door then smiled, reaching up to stroke Awol's cheek. "Really?" He asked playfully. 

[ambulating-autobot]

"Double A, can I talk to you about something?" Awol asked as he came to his love's office and peaked in.

Double A looked up. "Always, Awol. What do you need?"

[ambulating-autobot]

*Sends images of Awol in lingerie, slowly stripping the lingerie off and laying in provocative positions while bare of everything, armor included*

"No Aid, it's nothing important, get away from my datapads!"

[ambulating-autobot]

Awol whimpered as he sat on Double A's berth with a sleepy look on his face. He had been returned after a while with Unicron and now he was waking from his nap.

Which was probably a good thing because Double A just slammed through the door to their quarters in a panic. 

"AWOL!?" Double A shouted, then spotted the sparkling on their berth. He rushed over to scoop up his tiny lover and held him close to his chassis and calmed his racing spark.

At this rate, he's really not inclined to have sparklings of his own.

[ambulating-autobot]

Do you have any biolights on your frame?

I do, but they're under my armor so they're not seen much. *shrug*

[ambulating-autobot]

"Hello there."

"Hello, Perceptor, can I help you? I'm in the middle of a major minor crisis."

You see this calm face? It is a lie.

[ambulating-autobot]

Who is going to babysit him while he is a sparkling?

"Someone responsible." 

[ambulating-autobot]

Here's where he is right now *Holds up an image of a napping Awol in Unicron's servo*

...

AWOL. OF ALL PLACES.

YOU END UP.

WHY

IT IS IN

THE SERVOS

OF THE

UNMAKER

HIMSELF.

*Storms off to go find his mate. And call a baby sitter.*

[ambulating-autobot]

How do you keep losing your mate?

I DON’T KNOW! DO YOU THINK I WANT TO LOSE HIM?

[ambulating-autobot]

"Geezus what's going on ?!"

AWOL IS MISSING

AGAIN!

[ambulating-autobot]

"Hey Double A."

Double A cannot hear you over the sounds of toppling crates, scattered datapads, and shouted comm conversations. Please forgive the mess, Jessica. He's in a bit of a panic right now.

[ambulating-autobot]

Double A, you okay?

No he is not. Please check back after he has finished dismantling the entire Medical Bay and after he has shouted at anyone who will listen if they have seen Awol.

This is not good for his stress levels.

[ambulating-autobot]

You might want to check just in case~

"..."

Excuse him a moment.

"!!!!"

[ambulating-autobot]

Watch out for the quiet ones.

Which quiet ones?

[ambulating-autobot]

Hey, Double A, where is Awol?

He's sitting in my office where I left him. 

...

Why?

[awol-ambulon]

ambulating-autobot replied to your post:Want something to play with? -hands scalpel- here you go!

*Cue Double A walking in and seening Awol playing with something he KNOWS he locked up* AWOL!

Awol squeaked and flinched at the yell of his name before the scalpel went flying into the air and dropping right behind Awol, just inches from his back. He stared fearfully at Double A and shook from where he was. 

[ambulating-autobot]

Double A ran forward and scooped up Awol from the floor, holding him close to his chassis and kicking the scalpel away from them both. Who the frag left that thing out or who got it for Awol, because Double A was damn sure he locked up all the dangerous equipment. He kicked himself for leaving Awol unattended in the Medical Bay for that long.

He ran scan after scan over Awol's frame, and said, fear in his voice, "Are you hurt!?"

[awol-ambulon]

How about a little M!A to give you some entertainment? You're a sparkling for the week and in need of care. You can speak ad be happy, but you don't remember your life as an adult.

Awol blinked and looked around. He clicked and crooned while he began to crawl in one direction. He hadn’t been sure of what he was doing before, but he was in a small room with lots of things on high shelves he couldn’t reach. The sparkling pawed at the door when he was at it and whined when it wouldn’t open.

"O’en!!" he cried out and smacked it a few times while he sat on his little bottom. After a bit of trying he sat there and began to weep lightly. Awol hid his face and whimpered while tears started to well up in the corners of his optics and slide down his face. 

[ambulating-autobot]

Double A took the cube and put it on the berth next to him. He’d clean it up later. For now, he rocked Awol gently and thought of what he could do. He couldn’t keep Awol with him all the time. He still had to work and watch the Bay and in an emergency, his attention would be on his patients, not his sparkling. Not to mention that the Medical Bay was a very boring place sometimes and Awol would need mental stimulation, friends, education-

All things Double A was sure he could not provide.

And then he got an idea.

"Awol?" He asked the sparkling, "Do you want to meet Blaster and his sparkling?"

Because when in doubt, Blaster was your mech.

[awol-ambulon]

The sparkling purred as he calmed down more and was held by the larger mech still. He curled up and settled against him before yawning some. After a question was asked, he looked up with sleepy mismatched optics and tilted his helm, “Wou?” he asked in return. 

[ambulating-autobot]

Double A gave Awol a small smile. "A friend of mine," he said as he stood up. He held Awol securely and headed for his quarters. "But we'll meet him later. After your nap."