#ostara talks

[doubledutycops]

Do you prefer Mothers day or Father's day? Either way, happy belated creator/guardian day? Hope little Ostara and you celebrated with some oilcake! OuO

While Prowl might not properly be either of them, Prowl spent time on Earth and had studied that races habits. The human female was always more interesting and he actually felt a pang of something when he’d see a “mother” and “offspring” be happy and give hugs. With certain Fathers, he felt the same, but Mothers just seem the natural caregiver in society… Maybe it was overexposure… But Prowl could not celebrate either of these with a clear mind, he wasn’t either of them.

But Ostara still bounces on his in it morning of this day, shouting out the ambiguous “Happy Guardian Day!” and is holding a 90% sweetened energon cube. Prowl might not be able to drink it because of said sweetness, but it’s Ostara that really counts.

SG set this all up.

[doubledutycops]

Ostara, sweetie. How much do you love your sire?

“Much… ! Much… !” Ostara calls as he runs in the cops office with arms wide open. “Much… !”

“Ostara, what are you-?”

“LOVE SIRE!”

[doubledutycops]

Is Ostara very cuddly?

Mun says that Ostara is very cuddly. It gets even more cuddly when it grows older!

[doubledutycops]

Ostraros watches prowl then reached up, "mama!"

“Good, Ostara.” He pet under the sparkling’s chin and smiled at them. “Your vocalizers coming in.”

[doubledutycops]

A little bright eyed blue mechling sat on prowls desk searching around curiously, the green highlights and a note attatched to his back read, 'Ostaros'

Prowl looked at the sparkling in his office and he almost panicked. Ostara was in his arms and cooing at the broad shoulders sparkling, making Prowl so glad that no one but him knew the sparkling’s potential origins. The multiverse was a wide place.

He want over and tried to pick up the other sparkling in his arms, holding him in his left arm, and against his chest as he breaks for Ostaras room. He’ll put them in there after he’d see if the sparkling needed energon…

[doubledutycops]

I think little Ostara needs a hug. 🙁 that fear ask might have saddened the little spark.

Prowl picked up the sparkling when he started to whine and his optics started to shutter, he let’s out shushing noises as he bounces and pats Ostara’s back. The sparkling clung to him heavily.

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Does ostara like her grandpappy?

“Cup! Cup!” Ostara cries when Prowl gets off the communication channel with his father figure and pats his thigh, as Prowl’s in his desk chair. “Come over?”

“I’m sorry, little one, Kup seems to be busy this time around.” Prowl says as he picks them up. “He’s got his own life to lead, just like you do…”

Prowl stopped preaching as the they started to whimper and pout, their kicked puppy expression making him stop in his tracks. He hugs them to his chest and gives in.

“Maybe he’ll come over later.” That seemed to appease them for now.