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lobe-the-mnemosurgeon:

*hugs Quark firmly* My little one!

-Quark nuzzles into him- Papa~

lobe-the-mnemosurgeon

Lobe kissed his sparkling on the cheek: "I am here, little one. I’ve missed you so much…"

He nuzzles him more. Smiling happily. “M-missed you too….s-sorry for disappearing…”

lobe-the-mnemosurgeon

"It’s me who has to be sorry, my sunshine…" Lobe was holding Quark in his arms like a precious treasure he was, afraid to let him go. "My little one, my sweet sparkling… where have you been? Are you hungry?.. How’s your health?.."

He smiles at him. Happy to be in his arms again. "....very tired and...hungry...I feel like ive been in stasis for a very long time."

lobe-the-mnemosurgeon:

*hugs Quark firmly* My little one!

-Quark nuzzles into him- Papa~

lobe-the-mnemosurgeon

Lobe kissed his sparkling on the cheek: "I am here, little one. I’ve missed you so much…"

He nuzzles him more. Smiling happily. "M-missed you too....s-sorry for disappearing..."

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lobe-the-mnemosurgeon replied to your post:ok Quarky is back but extremely exhausted and...

*hugs Quark firmly* My little one!

-Quark nuzzles into him- Papa~

ok Quarky is back but extremely exhausted and hungry...]]

My goodness!! So many new followers!

"Hey... Quark?"

He looks up. “Yes?”

"….need anything else?"

"Got any energon cubes?"

He points to a wall dispenser. “Fill a cube up….”

He then walked over to the wall dispenser. “Thank you.” He filled a cube up and drank it.

He nods his helm. Looking back to his work. Putting gears into slots and fixing a small blaster.

"Hey... Quark?"

He looks up. “Yes?”

"….need anything else?"

"Got any energon cubes?"

He points to a wall dispenser. "Fill a cube up...."

((omg, HAHAHAHA. Now I’ll forever have the headcanon that there’s a shitty child safety program for parent mechs around that autocorrects their speech and it’s like regular autocorrect but for vocalizers and everybody swears so much over it. Can you imagine the anarchy?))

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quark-mtmte started following you

Red Alert just tilted his helm at the new mech, the body looked familiar however the color did not. One of those shattered mechs maybe? “Preceptor?” he questioned curious to see if he was right.

"Ummm...No. I'm Quark." Looks down at himself. "....Do I really look like Perceptor?"

"Hey... Quark?"

He looks up. “Yes?”

"Sorry, I thought I forgot." He chuckled.

"Forgot what?"

"Forgot about you Cylinder head."

"…oh." He looks back down to his work. "….thats…um understandable."

"Alright."

"....need anything else?"

"500 shanix? Why I just have a bad feeling."

"Maybe because it’s so amazingly cheap! So what do you say? One itty bitty sting with those needles and you will never have to worry about these feelings of impending doom again!”

He flinches and steps back. “….he…adopted me…”

"I…didn’t know Lobe does that. Did that."

As his conjunx endura he maybe feels a little bit offended about the lack of communication here.

"….He didn’t tell you?" He blinks a bit and fidgets with his servos. "…Maybe he didn’t then…maybe im hoping…I’m sorry. I’ll um go. I hope Lobe gets better soon."

"No need to be sorry", Trepan muttered frowning.

"Yeah, ok then…"

A klik later he caught Quark by the arm.

"He’ll get better soon, I’m sure of it", he said more firmly. "I’ll tell him you were there."

He looks at him and smiles sadly. “…tell him I’m thinking of him too. He…he saved me…I wish I could save him…”

Trepan nodded.

"I will", he assured.

Then he let go of Quark’s arm.