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does not mean I can't defend myself.”
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Preview of Pinion!
Grey Days
Today had been a quiet day, and though he was searching for some kind of living arrangement, today he was content to stay in his motel room with his daughter. Pinion was happily playing ‘plane’ by running around the room with her little wings spread as far as they could go and making ‘nyoom’ing sounds. Something that brought a smile to Turbo’s face. He’d been trying to read but watching his daughter made it a lost cause. She was just too adorable.
He didn’t know when he’d begun to drift off, but apparently he had. The darkness of the same repetitive nightmare edging in on what happiness he’d found in his fledgling’s antics. It didn’t last long, though, as he awakened to a light weight pressing down on his cockpit. The phantom cries of a lost sparkling faded from his mind instantly at the pressure.
Optics onlined to his sweet child’s face, peering at him in concern. Soft and small servos, patted his cheeks, and her face grew very serious before finally she spoke.
“You dun haff to cwy mum... I’m hewe.” Pinion immediately started wiping away the tears as they came, wetting her own soft feathers before Turboblast pulled her close cradling his sparkling near.
“I know, my love. I know.”
are there ways to feed young?
❝ Aside from methods of regurgitation or the mere handing of processed Energon? Mm no, there are none. ❞