Chapter Co-Authored with Storm Dracona and Omicron the IceQueen

Added notes:

"Spoken human dialogue is like this."
"Spoken Cybertronian dialogue is like this."
::Internal Cybertronian dialogue is like this.::

This is the time scale for mechs [inspired by Ultra Rodimus Prine]:

nanoklik = 1/8 second
nano – two seconds
klik = 496 nanokliks/62 seconds
bream = 8 kliks/8.27 minutes
groon = 9 breem/1.24 hours
mega cycle – 2.5 hours
joor = 6 groon/7.44 hours
tak – 18 hours
shift – 3 days
orn = 42 joor/13.02 days
decacycle – 2 months
decaorn = 32 orns/1.14 years
metacycle = 8 decaorn/9.22 years
vorn = 9metacycles/72 decaorn/83 years

Autobot Pet

Present

Bluestreak hummed and touched his chest where under were his pet and the gift for his brother, safely tucked away in two different armor pockets. He hummed softly, having kept the two organics awake for the long drive across the colony, planning on letting them recharge on the trip over. His winglets twitched and fluttered as the mech tried to keep for bouncing. The little fine ribbon like flex metal strip held wrapped around his right hand.

April was contently curled into a ball with her blankets that she'd stockpiled from bath time giving a sleepy yawn when she felt the almost happy bouncing but when she opened her eyes it was still dark so they were still moving.

The mech was humming and singing, or at least that what it always seemed like when her new owner was in a really, really good mood. Chattering away to other mechs she couldn't see or hear right now.

The only way he probably realized she was awake was her moving in the armor pocket starting to wake up from her nap fully. The mech's own movement stopped for five seconds, before he changed his mind to keep his humans tucked inside the armor pockets while still outside. Though possible for them to breath, the mech didn't want to take the chance, and also didn't like how cool it would be for them.

She was a little burrito human wiggling around in there, investigating like she normally did. "Heeellllooooo?"

There was a semi distance rapping of metal knuckles on armor as Bluestreak paused talking to Smokescreen as they waited for Prowl to come. It was a 'wait in there' motion the younger mech did, and only would take out the human if there was a much stronger wiggling that meant they needed to purge, but he'd pushed both humans to do that a few times before leaving.

April settled and seemed to just sigh and sulked a bit though there was an almost playful *tap* back at him for the rapping. Because she was bored, then after what felt like forever she just started singing to herself.

Because it echoed and its not like they understood her singing.

"Aaaawwww..." Bluestreak said, almost completely randomly as Prowl walked up. He pounced his brother, giggling and then darted ahead to X-brawn's home ship.

Prowl just blinked, longer winglets twitching as he looked to a bemused Smokescrean. They shrugged and followed after the still youngest of their family.

April totally didn't notice cycling through what songs she remembered because she hated when it was quiet and Cuddler had stopped yammering. And it was dark so it wasn't like she could easily distract herself. Blankeeeets.

The mech around her purred low and deep and pleased to no end as he was jarred. Being grabbed and lifted into a powerful hug, Bluestreak clung and snuggled against the chest of his oldest brother that raised him. Then melted as that Spot between in winglets was scrached.

Her singing stopped with a surprised squeak at the jarring giving a concerned noise and a slight shuffling in the armor pocket. Mostly caught off guard-what in the world was Cuddler doing?

He was off like a shot vocally, chattering away in clicks, beeps, trills and something like a meep a few times. The mech was moving, or being moved, his energy field so active it wrapped around the humans, but there was a pressing of another field that was meshing with his.

This was new and rather disconcerting. What was he doing, having sex?!

April gave a light call at the mech trying to get his attention, "What the hell man?!"

Bluestreak giggled, "Sorry X-Brawn, my pets don't know your field, and it is pretty strong."

The bigger mech arched and optic ridge first at the cuddling Bluestreak he was holding, then at the other two younger mechs. "Pets." He echoed.

"Yep! They're in my armor pockets," Bluestreak said sheepishly, "They are sparkling sized and I can give them life support. Maybe we can go inside and I'll let them out!"

Having no idea what was transpiring she tapped at the armor pocket wall again. It'd be hilarious once it actually opened. It took a little while, or maybe five minutes it was imposable to tell from the inside of the armor pocket. But April's strange but still safe spot opened, the pocket lessening but not opening all the way just yet as the hosting mech fished inside his frame for her.

She tried to peek out the cracked opening while ducking seeking fingers-her normal little game with him before he managed to snag her. He'd had her hair down and the new collar was on so she figured wherever they were was somewhere he wanted her froofy.

A grey digit tapped the edge of the pocket, then crept in to nudge at the soft bundle. The mech purred deeply to her as he opened the pocket enough to gently reach in and curl his fingers over, then scoop out human, blankets and all. Squeaking in surprise at the light outside, she ducked into her blanket nest at first before owlishly peering from between a fold at the outside world, eventually creeping her head into semi view to perk up and look around. Though there was an air of, 'You cannot see me...but I can see you. Which means you can see me. Oh dear. Blankets. But I wanna see...' from her.

Bluestreak grinned, his Fuzzy was safe against his middle where the mech was sitting against X-Brawn. He gently tickled the female through the cloth, "And this is Pretty Thing! Its a much better name than what the mech before called her, or what Prowl came up with- he's not good at names so don't let him name the sparkling."

Squirming free of the blankets for the most part April spotted Jack resting against Cuddler's middle and then looked up at mech's face an... That was a big mech. Who the heck was that? Glancing down at Jack.

"You ever seen the mech before?" She wasn't really taking her eyes off this new mech, which might give the illusion to them that she was actually talking to the mech. Only her legs were still bundled in her nest of blankets at that moment.

"No..." Jack said slowly, "Cuddler's been almost attached to him the last few minutes." He watched as their owner took the normal sized hand of the bigger mech and gently put April in the palm.

April being how she was behaved and was placid for the hand switch, blanket falling off onto Cuddler's hand as just the human was set to rest in the palm. Looking up at the masked face of the mech she head-tilted. "Well so far Cuddler's been around mechs that are at least nice so far...This guy's huge..."

"Look at the other hand!" Jack yelped, having finally spotted what Cuddler was snuggled under.

"Wha-Jesus Christ!" That hand looked like it could do some damage. She looked to Cuddler then the new mech in confusion then the hand she was on. The human tilted her head at the older brother unsure what she was supposed to do. Was he going to try and pet her with that big hand?

But it was the thumb of the left hand that he was holding her that moved to rub against her. Not so delicately as the grey digits always where but also not hard as April was nudged. She must be tamed down since she let him pet her even if it was a bit more firm but it hadn't hurt. April stayed put letting him pet, shifting her weight to accommodate the nudging.

Cuddler was grinning at her from the side, the mech chip-buzzing at her. crooning for a few moments before he looked down at Jack, wiggling free he offered the man to the black and white mech- that was the one that took April from the red-eyed mech!- like someone holding out a kitten for inspection. Then started to seemingly clean up with the Poker-mech.

April herself was lowered down, sliding into the curve of this new mech's fingers and then off that on to his thigh. The mech tilted his head, voice a deep thrumming instead of the lighter sounds of Cuddler. He gently nudged April with one finger, then ran the finger tip- what looked like a claw that was retracted back.

April gave a call of 'hi!' to the familiar black and white absently wondering how Amanda was doing as she was deposited onto the large thigh. Giving a soft squeak as she arched a bit into the pet, then figured she'd test how this mech was as she turned to glomp his finger and peer up at him. Cuddler loved it when she did this, so the woman figured wouldn't hurt to see what this mech did.

The finger she was on lifted a little under her instead of holding still, tweaking a bit and the side of the mech's thumb brushed against the human. It was more of the mech just wiggling his fingers at her.

Squeaking in surprise plus it kinda tickled but she held on catching onto the game. The tree sized digits moved again, nudging April a few paces backwards and then pausing to see what she would do.

At that she huffed, her feet bracing and pushing back with a soft laugh. Then she got smart it seemed and instead just hopped up ontop of his hand and clung to it creatively. Grinning up at him a bit breathless in a 'ha! I got you!' manner.

The big mech vented sharply in what was the equivalent of a snort for these beings. Lifting his hand up to bring the woman higher up to his optic level, regarding her and that thrumming deep voice clicked out a question.

"No clue what yer saaaaying...!" April giggled eyeing the mechs face, seeing how close she was, she shifted and scooted, then reached out to touch his mask curiously.

The mech drew back, but then moved her closer with him, having reclined back. Tilting his hand April slid off to plop gently on the chest and collar ridge of the mech. Bright, but at the same time dark blue optics stared back, she was so close the woman could see the inner lenses.

"Oh now you're going to pull a Cuddler..." but being where she was she couldn't help but peer at his face though his mask obviously hid and protected most of it. Shaking some hair out of her April smiled after studying him she settled on basically his throat her energy leaving her as soon as it came. Cuddles since he was in the mood for it sounded awesome.

Hey at least she didn't try and sprawl on his face. Though that'd be funny.

The mech purred deeply under her, the neck cables sending the vibrations through her as the mech's chin moved, to touch and rub against the human. Then he looked up and buzz-clicked at the others.

The human was relaxed as the seemed to 'nuzzle' her, and gave a soft hum at him. At the buzz clicking she headtilted looking over at Cuddler and the other two from her snuggled up spot on his neck under his chin. The other mechs were looking pleased, the grey mech chittering happily as the black and white one stroked Jack, seeming to be checking him over.

She really wondered what they were saying as she looked back at the big mech stretching up to peer at his face, having to rest her hands on his face mask for balance and leverage.

The goatee, or beard like, design under her fingers moved a bit, though oddly still as he rumbled and talked. A silver fingertip nudged at her back, then fallowed down alone her spine exactly, there was a buzzing feeling that fallowed that shivered through the woman's whole frame.

April startled at first the touch before relaxing into it, even resting her chin on the metal that was oddly still. Not minding the pet though she gave a full body shudder at the odd sensation, she'd felt it before it'd just been awhile.

The mech's rumbled changed to give an alternating pattern that was oddly like a chuckled. Than he spoke, thankfully not too loud as Cuddler started fuzzing around, seeming to look for something now.

The human didn't move around too much, between studying his face and cuddling against his neck cables. She'd only peer at his face when he talked out of curiosity-not that she understood what was being said. Cuddler moving around made her look and watch curiously, as Jack seemed asleep in the black and white's hands.

Her owner disappeared into another room, trilling like he was in a giggle fit as Poker-mech smirked and blocked the other room from sight. The mech April was sitting on edged up, giving a bussing sound, it seemed like it was a drawl. Wanting to know what the others were doing in his home, but only got another trill.

April shifted out of habit as he slowly seemed to sit up, more able to be seen out of the corner of his optic now that she'd scampered to her spot she was at then peering at him then doing the classic squirrel pose to see what he was trying to see.

Poker-mech wiggled his fingers at her, smirking out right as he laughed with a deeper trill himself, than sauntered over to sprawl on Black and White. Carefully but still wanting to poke the sleeping Jack.

April blinked at the finger wave, "What are you up to?" she asked with a matching expression, and then looked at the big mechs face confused.

Black and white lifted a hand as he smacked the other mech, shifting the now half-awake Jack closer to his front. Poker-mech seemed to pout as he lounged on the couch, chirping to the new one. That strange massive armed mech reached up to April after a clicking conversation.

April blinked at the hand, only ducking slightly when his fingers brushed against her, one passing over her hair. Otherwise she didn't really move from her spot against his neck and jaw.

The mech hummed, his fingers wrapping around the woman and lifting her free. He poked her in his palm with his thumb as the mech leaned forward, and then down. She slid down into the curling fingers before the mech rested the backs of them on the ground, letting April off and onto the ground itself. Not too far away Jack was being put down as well, Black and White stroking and petting the man a few times before sitting back up to rejoin the conversation.

April strode over to the man seeing him waver at all the fussing. "Doin' alright?"

"Yeah, but apparently I can't powernap around these mechs," Jack grumbled, he looked around, "Let's see how far we can go, see what's there is to see, something a little different to do, ya know?"

"Not with this many around probably not." April nodded in agreement. "I wanna know what they're fussing at in that other room..."

"Is there more, I can't see where he went, is there another mech here?" Jack asked as he walked slowly under the chair that Black and White was sitting on, moving to take the longer way around Poker-mech, who seemed to like poking humans as much as that card like game he and Cuddle played.

April followed shaking her head. "All I've seen are Cuddler, Poker, black an white and that big mech they handed me off too..."

"I wander if there's another person around here," The man said as he scratched at his beard, looking back at the mechs but as they didn't seem to mind the humans wondering off, grinned at April as he took a slow lead to another room, not the one Cuddler had vanished into, "...or something I can use like a razor."

"I dunno, wouldn't hurt to look." she followed with her normal gimp giving a lopsided grin. "So glad I don't have to worry about that, duno what they did but I guess females they wanted mostly hairless." She was teasing him now.

"I think that's only some of the mechs," The man shrugged, "Seems like Cuddlers doesn't care, and most mechs I met."

"Took 'em forever to get me a comb though..." April said humming softly to herself. "Wonder how we could describe a razor or something for you. Kinda hard to do pictionary with that..." Thoughtful.

"I can make something, I already have a few bits that work like a knife," Jack smirked at the woman beside him, "Its how I made my pockets."

"Ahhhh... handy man." She was back to teasing as the woman peered into the room. "Seems pretty bare..."

"Well, I was a handy man before." Jack rubbed at the back of his head, scanning the wide room before pacing in. He followed one wall, backed up almost to the middle of the room to see what was up above, "You know…this looks like a work room." He eyed the bench, tables and what looked like a tool chest.

Grinning he motioned April to that wall, already a professional snoop and scavenger in this massive mech ruled world.

"Totally didn't know that." Smiling as she followed him eyeing all the different benches and oddities before he motioned her to follow him to a specific wall. "See somethin'?"

"Not really, but being this small, I found we can find things the mechs just see as too tiny to bother with. Even Cuddler." He paused, "Well, when he's not in a full on cleaning binge. Saw him do that twice. Most little things he lets me keep."

Nodding the female looked around seeing a small pile of metal shavings that was hiding behind a desk leg that hadn't been swept yet, April moved to investigate the 'little' pile.

"What is it?" Jack had to lean on the table leg to rest from the hick to and from the middle of the room.

"Metal shavings looks like, pretty thin too." April glanced at him to make sure he was okay before mindfully picking up a piece of metal and walking over to show him.

Jack tilted his head to look, "Careful April, those are normally really sharp."

"I am don't worry." She showed the man the palm sized piece over for him to check. "Definitely razor material." April added smiling.

The man blinked, and then smiled. He carefully felt over his person, "Trick is the find a spot Cuddler or the other mechs won't see right away and try to take it... Any a little smaller?" Jack asked as he took the piece carefully, and then slid down to sit, glancing at the door again.

"Probably, how much smaller you want?" April hummed thoughtfully as she went to the pile, mindfully nudging the pieces to spread them out, finding several smaller sizes... that would also be easier to hide. "I have an idea so we can hide it without us cutting ourselves. Can use a piece of a blanket or something..." Looking around the woman perked up as April spotted a rag that had likely fallen over the back of the work bench and lay crumpled against the back wall. "Like that."

Jack looked up from fiddling with the extra maternal of his paints' legs, "Like what?"

April had found her price to be a mostly clean rag, completely unlike the cloths they were using as blankets, using a piece of metal to cut a bit off she came back over an wrapped a small piece in it-making sure it had enough padding so not to poke or cut through. "See?"

"Looks like I'm not the only handy man." Jack smiled and teased before taking an offered hand to be helped up. "Lets start a new profession of snoop-scavengers."

"An' how are we going to do that?" April chuckled, supporting the man for a few moments until he had his balance, "Are you sure you're okay Jack?"

The other human shook his head and took a couple deep breaths, "I have no idea. But, lets go snoop."

"You're odd sometimes..."

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