second only to a keyring

indie AU jack darby from transformers prime. mun is 18+, muse is not. also a tfp fan blog. ic posts are tagged as jacktalk, reblogs are tagged reblogs. m!a: none

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//we torture our favorite characters so that the comfort after is even nicer.

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"You've got more than you think. It's what repairs the little dings you pick up without thinking about it."

He settles down next to Smokescreen, venting deeply. Then he gives into some weird robot instinct he's got and starts rumbling his engine, effectively making himself into a big purring heat pack.

"It wouldn't do anything to me unless I downloaded it from you. As long as we don't use comms and I don't open weird datapacks, I should be okay."

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"I guess so, but it's weird to think they'd get spent and have to get expelled. Are they dying? ... Am I dying?"

The gesture is absolutely appreciated, as Smokescreen curls up against Jack, otherwise not moving any more than he has to.

"Maybe I do need better data security, if I got this from a download." Ah, there's the full effect of the painkillers. It's not all gone, but it's at least a little more bearable.

Or maybe that's Jack, the sentient heat pack.

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"Usually your frame just... eats them and reuses the material. I don't know why they're getting sent out, but you AREN'T dying." Jack wedges himself a bit more sturdily against his bro. Smokescreen needs to be Smushed to feel better. He doesn't know how he knows this.

"Can't say for sure if you got them from a download. We'd have to ask Ratchet. He's an actual doctor." Rumble, rumble.

Sentient heat pack cares very much.

"You might get hungrier, if you're losing material. Wanna order a peetza?"

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"Technically it's used energon and spent nanite colonies, but... that sounds grosser." Jack sighs and takes out two more chips. The good thing about Cybertronian painkillers is that theyre a lot quicker than human ones, but it still takes time for the processes that are happening to slow or shut down. "It depends on size and your metabolism. But you're pretty active, so... maybe five, ten minutes for full effect."

He sighs. "It doesn't look natural. So, uh, either it's a virus, or it's magic."

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"Ew. I didn't think I had that many nanite colonies." He looks down at his tanks. Also, what are they doing there? Throwing a rave in his tanks?

Smokescreen will take the extra chips, waiting for it to come into effect. Thank Primus Cybertronian painkillers act faster, but he wondered how long this pain would last. Did he have to take med grade until it stopped? Candies sounded nice right now, though...

"Wait, a virus? Maybe you shouldn't be too close to me if it's a virus. I don't want you to get a case of menstruation. "

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"You've got more than you think. It's what repairs the little dings you pick up without thinking about it."

He settles down next to Smokescreen, venting deeply. Then he gives into some weird robot instinct he's got and starts rumbling his engine, effectively making himself into a big purring heat pack.

"It wouldn't do anything to me unless I downloaded it from you. As long as we don't use comms and I don't open weird datapacks, I should be okay."

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ask-smokescreen replied to your post:

"That's the thing, I haven't. I've just had some mid-grade today, and it happened WAY after I ate..."

...Jack takes the scan, but it brings up something that really isn't possible. So he gently smacks the side of the scanner, hoping that'll fix the output.

It does not. A second scan reveals the same diagnosis.

"...So, uh, either I need a new one of these, or you're somehow... robot menstruating."

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Smokescreen watches as Jack takes out the scanner, feeling proud of him more than anything. His baby bro's gotten so skilled...

The prognosis does earn a confused look.

"I'm what now?"

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Rescue Bot training really pays off. Not to mention the crash course he got when he was human and helping monitor Team Prime after various injuries. Turns out being good at basic medical care runs in the Darby family.

"Uh, Menstruating. Robot menstruating. Your abdominals are cramping trying to get out used energon, but it's not setting off any emergency markers or actually harming you."

"Probably just hurts a lot." He digs around in his subspace and offers the other a painkiller chip. "This should help, but I can give you more if it doesn't cover everything."

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"Used... Energon?" He pauses. His systems shouldn't be doing that, maybe he has been eating poorly... Isn't that more like how humans let out waste?

Making the choice not to compare the two, Smokescreen quietly uses the painkiller chip before lying down, "Might need more. How long does it take to work?"

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"Technically it's used energon and spent nanite colonies, but... that sounds grosser." Jack sighs and takes out two more chips. The good thing about Cybertronian painkillers is that theyre a lot quicker than human ones, but it still takes time for the processes that are happening to slow or shut down. "It depends on size and your metabolism. But you're pretty active, so... maybe five, ten minutes for full effect."

He sighs. "It doesn't look natural. So, uh, either it's a virus, or it's magic."

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ask-smokescreen replied to your post:

"That's the thing, I haven't. I've just had some mid-grade today, and it happened WAY after I ate..."

...Jack takes the scan, but it brings up something that really isn't possible. So he gently smacks the side of the scanner, hoping that'll fix the output.

It does not. A second scan reveals the same diagnosis.

"...So, uh, either I need a new one of these, or you're somehow... robot menstruating."

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Smokescreen watches as Jack takes out the scanner, feeling proud of him more than anything. His baby bro's gotten so skilled...

The prognosis does earn a confused look.

"I'm what now?"

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Rescue Bot training really pays off. Not to mention the crash course he got when he was human and helping monitor Team Prime after various injuries. Turns out being good at basic medical care runs in the Darby family.

"Uh, Menstruating. Robot menstruating. Your abdominals are cramping trying to get out used energon, but it's not setting off any emergency markers or actually harming you."

"Probably just hurts a lot." He digs around in his subspace and offers the other a painkiller chip. "This should help, but I can give you more if it doesn't cover everything."

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ask-smokescreen replied to your post:

"That's the thing, I haven't. I've just had some mid-grade today, and it happened WAY after I ate..."

...Jack takes the scan, but it brings up something that really isn't possible. So he gently smacks the side of the scanner, hoping that'll fix the output.

It does not. A second scan reveals the same diagnosis.

"...So, uh, either I need a new one of these, or you're somehow... robot menstruating."

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Jaaaack, I think I'm dying, helpppp.

"I'll get the scanner. Did you eat something weird again."

Smokescreen's fuel habits can be suspect. But if it isn't that, then they might need to see a doctor.

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...SORRY SMOKESCREEN...

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ITS THAT TIME OF THE MONTH AGAIN. projecting my period cramps onto the next muse to post on the dash

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jack, trying to be the cool older bro but also channeling his mom without thinking about it:

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"Of course not! This kind of paperwork would be a lot for you. Plus, don't you get summer break?" Smokescreen tilts his helm to the screen, idly thinking, "Maybe some kind of action game, but with a real good story? Something with voice acting so I can follow along without looking at the screen the whole time? I can take a break if any parts get too hard for you!"

"I get summer break, don't worry," Jack chuckles, flicking through games on the holo to select... ah, here's Jedi: Fallen Order. That ticks all the boxes Smokescreen's craving, plus it has LASER SWORDS. He hits enter and the game loads basically instantly. That's the nice part of Cybertronian tech.

"Hopefully they aren't running you ragged at Council meetings."

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Flopping nearby with a datapad and a bag of chips, "Jaaack, wanna play a game while I do paperwork?"

"As long as the game isn't 'doing your paperwork for you', yeah, I'm in."

He is instantly turning so he can lay his head on Smokescreen's stomach while he continues to lazily eyeball the holoscreen, which pauses mid-play.

"What did you want in the background?"

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shiningsilverarmor

Beastie: sounds of a running coming towards him like the human from a meaty storm movie.

nice knowing you all, my will is in my desk in the bottom drawer

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...i cant believe he shoved them up his a-

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EVERY ONE CLAP FOR THREE HOURS OF ASSEMBLY AND ONE SORE SPINE

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"Orion's allowed to have crushes on objectively terrible people. It's a right of passage and he's gotta go through it at some point."