"Hey guys!"
‘NOTHING!’ `NOT ANYTHING!` They turn, trying to hide some of Denny’s stuff behind their backs.

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"Hey guys!"
‘NOTHING!’ `NOT ANYTHING!` They turn, trying to hide some of Denny’s stuff behind their backs.
Beep, beep. Little minibot coming through!
Divebomb grabs his WiiU and jerks it up. ‘Watch it!’
💋
Hivestorm grinned brightly and returned the kiss, his wings starting to buzz frantically behind him. “Love you sweetspark.”
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World’s cutest Heatran (did I spell that right? I can never get it @^@]
// Yes! Ya got it right, cookies for you \(^v^)/ -Gives over a box of them-
This sparkling Fixit is just going to wheel around the big mech's feet. [Sorry, sparkling Fix just wanted to bother everyone.]
Normally, Deathsaurus would have summoned someone else to try and deal with a runaway sparkling on the warworld, but now...
“Well, hello there!” Deathsaurus chuckled, leaning down and quickly scooping up the sparkling Fixit. He carefully cradled the youngling, a low purr humming from his vocalizer. “And how did you manage to get onto the warworld...?”
Have a very squeaky minibot sparkling. [The nonnies made him a sparkling]
Oh dear sweet Micronus Prime what is that.
What is it.
Lingo’s going to be climbing a box to avoid it until she’s assessed it thoroughly, staring down at the thing. It’s smaller than her - an unusual find! if we ignore that one guy that’s a literal parasite - and it seems to communicate mostly in squeaks. She can’t discern a distinct pattern that she can translate into a language, try as she might, so she’s just.. going to ...
stay up here...
out of reach...
for now....
“Um... Can I... help you...?”
Squeaky mini noises
“Fixit? You in here?”
"Riella!!!"
“What is it, Fixit?” That’s a small, rare smile, but it’s genuine. “It’s been a while.”