Have a ping, Starscream.
«Bevel!» Whoops, too excited? Tone it down a little. Show some dignity, Starscream. She’s your fan, not the other way around.
Hold on while Starscream completely clears his schedule for this conversation. «How are you?»
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Have a ping, Starscream.
«Bevel!» Whoops, too excited? Tone it down a little. Show some dignity, Starscream. She’s your fan, not the other way around.
Hold on while Starscream completely clears his schedule for this conversation. «How are you?»
She was certainly angry enough, but the defiant glare turned into a sheepish rumble as she looked at the floor.
“I got sick,” she whined. “I got sick and Mother said you had to stay in Iacon and Rigel could not even visit and I wanted you. Not fair.”
She might try for another punch.
That glare caused his internals to ice over in guilt, holding the little one’s gaze until she broke it. The quarantine over New Praxus had been so tightly locked that not even he nor the other bots that worked with him could bridge there.
It was over, the damage had been accessed and treatments created in the event of a new outbreak thanks to their Sciences team. But, he’d not been there.
Before she could rear up to punch again, Optimus knelt down to scoop her up in a graceful motion and hold the bitlet close to his chassis, helm bowed to her. “You are right. It was not fair,” he murmured, “I could not, because I would not have gotten better if I too fell ill. You are better now. You did something I would not have been able to, and for that, I am insurmountably grateful.
“I am sorry, Bevel. That I could not visit you.”
(ง •̀_•́)ง
The bump of a tiny fist colliding with blue armor caught his attention, thinking it was Rigel having another fit, but when purple and blue met him, he gave a frown.
“That hurt,” he rumbled. It didn’t, but he wasn’t about to encourage fist fights.
Kidnapping
Unlike what Thundercracker promised Prowl, he is in fact not going to take Bevel back to PRowl’s apartment. Instead, he’s going to take Tidbit (and the other Tidbit) back to the Kaon base.
This is a soft kidnapping. Snacks will be provided.
::WEENIE!::
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