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Sweet Little Butterfly!

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Rosanna woke up the next morning feeling great, but different? For some reason? Her helm was comfortably tucked under her hubband's chin, with his arms around her. And they were surrounded in layers of blankets, and warmth~. The temptation to stay in bed was a strong one. But she had to feed their furry babies, it was her turn today! Usually whoever woke up first fed them.

So carefully, and slowly she wiggled her way out of his arms and out of bed. Stretching and grabbing her visor before making her way out of the room. She passed her huge, full length mirror and paused, making a face and tilting her helm before backtracking. And when she actually focuses on her reflection in the mirror?

She screamed in surprise.

Later she'd feel horrible for waking her mate like this. But currently? She forgot he was even there. The now mini seeker sunk to her knees in front of the mirror, shaking her helm. As if she didn't believe what she was seeing. When she was growing up in Vos... Many upon many a times had she dreamt as a child, dreamt that she'd wake up with wings.... But for it to actually happen? Tears of mixed emotions filled up her optics and spilled down her cheeks.

"Holy primus...." a servo hesitantly reached to touch her reflection. Looking at beautiful duel wings that mod with her confusion, a polished cockpit, heeled pedes, and all the other frame changes..... how?????

"Holy primus!!!" She repeated again with a laugh, tears still pouring down her cheeks, her new wings rising and fluttering.

#blueboomer #starter #sweet little butterfly

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Sides sat down panting as he grew tired. He’d been looking at a pretty shoo with dolls and he’d wanted to see if they could make him ones of his family. But then as he’d been kicked and then turned around he lost the shop and his family.

It was a wonder, even to his sparkling mind, how he could loose bright pink mechs and a ghastly greenish yellow one! But now here he was somehow wandered far away from the shopping district lost and alone and scared.

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((The Seeker trio for @blue-boomer !

Thank you for the request, friend. It was a good challenge and a great distraction!))

#mun’s art #blueboomer #maccadam #((so many wings and limbs oh geez))#((also i had no reference whoops))

@blue-boomer said:

:: Hello? Am I speaking to Ratchet? :: Of course it's Ratchet, that's what Rosanna's communicator said for this frequency. :: I, uh, understand you recently accepted my conjunx as your patient... ::

[ You are. ] The medic responded, although his frown in invisible through comlink.

[ ... What is the name of your conjunx? ] He assumed that, whoever it was, they must responsible for the other having access to his frequency in the first place.

#blueboomer #[QUESTION] distract me so I stay inside #V: Animated

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“We really gotta stop runnin’ into each other like this.”

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Common Ancestor

So Earth was okay. Little bit dusty, but the gravity, wind, and weather was just perfect to Skyfall. A bit lonely, but what can you do with only ground bound mecha for crew? Not to mention that he couldn’t go and talk to anyone. Apparently, either the war was going on or something. He didn’t really pay much attention to what Westdawn said, just that they were here to get data from the organics and to not bother the Cybertonians. No need to make one side think they were helping the other.

Still, the old industrial district was a good place to just practice a few tricks with out bothering the air traffic. His smaller and bulkier monoplane alt was no where near as fast as the jet alts most of the flying frames he’s seen boast, but he likes to think he could probably out fly them! His turning radius was a lot tighter at least, and he could glide a bit better. But was it really?

As Skyfall stalled himself, dropping out of the sky and plummeting down toward a wearhouse, he let out a sigh. He really wanted someone to practice with. Still, catching himself a few feet from the roof and starting another climb as the metal roof rattled, at lest he could have a bit of fun by himself.

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Is Rosanna crying again? Okay...okay, Thunder is not going to screw it up this time. Approaching her slowly, he gently placed a servo on her shoulder. "Hey...you okay?" (sad meme)

Rosanna had been watching a movie in the livingroom, bundled up with a bunch of blankets and a big box of tissues. When her husband came to check on her she looked up at him with big, sad, teary optics. "N-no!! It's not ok!! They killed him!!" She hiccuped and threw balled up tissues at the screen.

"The-the cute little puppy died!!" The movie was supposed to be pg!! "He d-didn't do anything wrong."

#blueboomer #//Rosie is defined the kind of person to cry at movies

Okay Thundercracker is back from classes and he has not forgotten about that meme answer. This perfectly made little femme doesn't care for her frame type? TC's here to show her how much he loves it. No more sulking in the mirror, Rosie. TC's gonna stand between her and her reflection, wings out, and put a servo reassuringly on her shoulder. "Do that for too long and you'll get fixated on it. You're perfect the way you are, okay?"

Rosanna was bundled in a blanket and sitting in front of the mirror, gazing upsetly at her reflection. She'd been so lost in her negative thoughts that she hadn't even heard Thundercracker come home, let alone entered the room.

Even though he's standing in front of the mirror now she still leans to the side and peeks past him at her reflection, expression still saddened. Though she made an attempt to push it aside and bury it, looking up at her husband and smiling.

"Oh!... hi sweetspark, you're home early!" She chirped. Though she tired to put on a happy face her dampened mood was still quite noticable

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