Clancy's peaceful sleep is interrupted by the sharp kick of a small metal foot to his gut and the sounds of someone screaming bloody wretched horror. The screaming alone woke him up with a chilling start, bolting upright in bed and frantically looking around. A few drones previously using him as a pillow tumble off of him but also begin wildly looking around. There is thrashing on the bed next to him that draws his attention. It's Ford, "sleep mode" plastered across his visor but he's actively thrashing and kicking, screaming as digital tears spill from the edges of the large sleep mode displayed. "Ford!!! hey hey! hey hey!" Baby Cricket merly looks on, peering out from behind Clancy fearly watching her father freak out. Trying to keep Ford from hurting others in his fear fueled night terror fist swinging Clancy throws his body on top of Ford. He uses his weight to pin Ford down and keep his arms from wildly swinging. "Ford stop!!! wake up!!! wake up big guy!!!!" Clancy demands trying his hardest to keep Ford from wriggling. Clancy honestly forgot just how strong these tiny drones can get! how easily Ford was moving and bucking Clancy off, how much that kick to his gut actually hurt!, and the crushing death grip Ford has on his upper bicep. Luckily other drones were quick jump in to help. Many little hands began to tap and swat Ford's head and visor while others attempted to pry Fords grip from Clancy's arm. Eventually Ford woke up screaming from his dream, sleep mode blinking to scared hollowed heartbroken optics. "EVALYN!!!!!! EVALYN!!!!!!" his heavily accented sorred cries flew from his mouth. He simply broke down into loud screaming sobs, his voice truly raw with the emotion of a man that's lost the love of his life. His painful death drip on Clancy turned into a hug, quickly wrapping his arms around Clancy. His heart broken cries for his long lost mate for life was instantly met with compassion, love and care from the surrounding drones. Quickly enveloped in the warm embraces around his head attempting to comfort him in his time of need. "I know.....I know buddy....I know" Is all Clancy could muster past his own whealing tears. He hated it when his drones were pain, they weren't shy about calling out in whatever pain they are in and it always breaks Clancy's heart to hear that deep emotional soulful cry
