The Diego Diaries: Cybertron and Stuff (dd6 651)
Oh crap. I posted the wrong one. I will post this and another. HUGS from me, Doofus Queen. ;)
=0=Cybertron
"AMMA! WHAT LOU!?"
"Because."
"AMMA! WHAT THE SHES!?"
"Because."
"AMMA! LOU DOIN' DA SHES!?"
"Yep."
"AMMA! I KIP DA SHES!?"
"Yep."
A little yellow banded infant on a leash walked toward a number of elders standing nearby and held up his arms. One picked him up and hugged him. He was passed around, then placed on the ground again. Orion glanced at his great great grand amma. "I KIPPED SHES, AMMA! I, ORION LOVE DA SHES!"
"Yep," Delphi said with a chuckle.
They were walking along the road toward a site that needed inspection and the infant was leading the parade. Behind him came his Amma Doh-Doh, a number of experts and liaisons to the local leadership, grinning aides to Delphi and security. He stared upward at Delphi posing like Superman with a brilliant smile, then pointed ahead. "We go to doin', Amma?"
"We doin'," his enraptured Amma replied.
"We goin'. I, Orion doin' the shes. Lou comeded to Me, Orion. I goed to the doin'," he said, then began to walk onward with a confident step to his stride.
Delphi nodded to the elders with a grin, then followed. So would everyone else.
=0=What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Maybe
She stood on a console next to her Amma La-La. Alor was a fifteen foot human male in pretender gear sitting at a console checking data on a boost to the spy network relay here on Earth, the one that gathered Resistance and MECH data for inspection. She was chewing on a cookie as she watched Alor's fingers fly.
"Amma, what you doin'?" she asked in her sweet and highly overly developed voice for a tot her age.
Alor squeezed her slightly. "I'm just a workin'."
"You just a workin'?" Halo asked.
"Just a workin'," Alor said with a grin. All of the children had spent time with Amma La-La so they were aware that even with a pretender face the energy and love was still Amma.
"You need help?" she asked earnestly.
"You already are, baby," Alor said as he sat back to wait for data. He grinned at Halo. "I like your little face. Its cute. You and Prowler are the only ones in our family with such a different paint job. No one has sensors like you. You're my little femme, you and Hero. And the twinnies."
"I like them, Amma. They go to kool." Halo stared at her cookie, then began to gnaw on it again.
"I know. You won't be for a while. How could we get through an orn without you helping us?" Alor asked.
Halo glanced at him, then smiled. "I help you, Amma," she said, then bent down to press a button.
The entire system went down.
=0=Ops Center, Mars
"Commander, we lost contact with Las Vegas," a youngling Home Guard communications trainee said.
Prowl glanced up with surprise. "What happened?"
The kid worked for a moment then looked relieved. "They're back up. I'll try to figure out what happened."
"Very well. Do they code signal all is well as per protocol?" Prowl asked as Paragon watched.
"Now they do," the kid said.
Prowl sat back then glanced at Paragon. "I think I'll pop in directly. I haven't been there in some time." He rose and walked out heading for the bridge room down below.
It was a short jump to the back yard of the house that was the operational center of the Vegas stakeout. He was shorter and human, a handsome figure who appeared in the back yard and hurried to the house. His sensors said that no one had seen him arrive including a number of nosy neighbors who wanted to create a close neighborhood now that the area's houses had been sold and more added. No one here wanted to return the same given the circumstances.
He entered the garage, then walked into the center which was operated out of the living room and two bedrooms on the first floor. Walking through the kitchen, he paused to look around. Alor was holding Halo and everyone else was chatting about something funny. "Well, aren't we all on task."
Alor glanced at him, then smiled. "No, we aren't. Halo helped and pushed a button. We're back up, right?" Alor asked as he glanced at a mech nearby.
That mech nodded. "We are, Commander."
Alor looked at Prowl then smiled. "See?"
Prowl smirked then walked to the console. He grinned at Halo who grinned back. Then he snatched her. "I do. I also think if you can't manage a day job with her, then the sparkling is forfeit."
"That infant is staying with us tonight, grabby," Alor said as Prowl loved Halo up.
"Come and get her at The Fortress then," Prowl said as he walked back toward the kitchen. In seconds, he was outside walking into a small bridge to appear back on Mars.
Alor stared at the retreating mech, then shook his helm. "I will, slagger." Then he turned back to the job again.
=0=Cybertron
Ironhide sat like a storm cloud on the ship that was flying over the north pole to go to some of the smaller and more remote habitations. It had been gut wrenching to see Orion hurt and then he was ROBBED! ROBBED I TELLS YA! He almost grinned himself but he wouldn't give anyone the satisfaction. Sitting back, he glanced at Prime who was staring at him with amusement. "I'm glad to entertain ya, you slagger."
"You do. I am also hoping that if we get back in time that we can get in some practice. We have our next game in two orns, all things being equal."
Ironhide nodded. "That's the problem. Slag happens."
"We're coming in, Prime," Rem said as he glanced over his shoulder.
"Very well," Prime said as everyone braced for landing.
They did and the tour of the rising habitation zones, small well made and redesigned tower filled villages for the locals closely situated to each other were inspected. It would be a vast improvement over the old layout pf old rambling tenements of no more than nine stories which were crowded, inconvenient and inadequate. They would see the place, take requests, be entertained and fed by the locals then get dozens of questions about when Cybertron would have their own basketball teams.
Sooner than they thought.
They would fly onward to three more places and repeat the same things. It would be heartening to everyone involved including Old Grumpy.
=0=Ratchet
He walked out of the apartment of his personal patient. He was using energy therapy to raise the health of several elder patients who weren't responding to protocols for protoform wasting. They were too suppressed overall in their health for normal functions to arise so it was a gathering force of hedge doctors who were coming to Mars to teach this technique and others to the mainstream doctors here.
It was getting on toward noon and lunch here on Mars while it was mid afternoon on Cybertron. Ratchet walked to his office, entered data, then called to Ironhide. :Ironhide:
The message went out over the personal communications nexus that bonds and families of those working here and there used for off world chats, private and personal with relatives. Old Grumpy responded. :*WHAT!?*:
:Oh, Ironhide … *hurt* me, *hurt* me!:
:Don't tempt me, slagger:
:So yo mama took your dollie away. Aw. Come sit on my lap. Or better yet … wait for it … DATE NIGHT!: Ratchet stood up then walked to the door to slot a lot of data pads into their proper storage. His personal patients' data was kept here by him in a rack. Ratchet paused there. He waited then grinned. :OOO-HOO! BA-BEEE!:
:I am aren't I. WHAT!?:
:What what? Are you what-whatting me?:
Ironhide considered that, then skimmed the internet. He grinned faintly. :Frag whatever:
:DATE NIGHT OR NOT!?:
Ironhide grinned. :Sure. What have I got to live for?:
Ratchet laughed. :Oh, you romantic, you. I'll have to do some upgrades. Perhaps a squirt of Air Kroil behind each audial:
Ironhide laughed drawing attention from everyone for a moment. :You think it'll help?: he asked to be ornery.
Ratchet paused by his desk on the way out, then smirked slightly. :You better be nice to me. I'm about the only real friend you have, slagger:
Ironhide settled back with a smirk. Ratchet had a point. :You're on:
:Good. Come to the office. I'll get the infants lined out. Oh and Ironhide? Try not to step on your lower lip. It belongs to me: Ratchet said.
Ironhide snickered. :See ya: With that he signed off.
"What is in the cards?" Prime asked.
"Date night," Ironhide said. "I don't know where we're going or what we're doing but come with."
Prime grinned. "I do not intrude on romance, old friend. I am not sure that Ratchet will approve."
"I'll ask," Ironhide said. :HEY!:
Ratchet startled. :WHAT?!:
:How about Prime and Prowl coming along?: Ironhide asked.
Ratchet grinned. :You have to ask?:
:WHAT THE FRAG DO YOU THINK I'M DOING NOW!?: Ironhide replied with a grin.
:Oh, Ironhide … don't get all masculine on me when you're not right here: Ratchet replied with a chuckle.
:See ya: He glanced at Prime. "Come with. It's all good and jail is always a possibility with Ratchet. Three hots and a cot after all."
"You are on," Prime said with a laugh.
It would be a lot lighter mood among the mechs as they continued on their inspection and morale building rounds of the northern hemisphere of Cybertron.
=0=RTR Tools
He walked in, hugged everyone in sight, then grinned. "How is it going?"
"The business is booming. Everyone is happy. Corr has had his medicine cut down he's doing so well," Appa Ratchet said with a big grin as he sat with his geology text and cat in his usual chair.
Corr who was sitting next to him with his cat and a novel smiled. "I feel so much better, Sonny. Don't worry about me."
"I do and I will," Ratchet said as he scanned everyone. "You're approaching 72%, Amma. When you get to 75% then we can do remote maintenance and see if you can do it alone. Good times."
"THAT'S RIGHT! GOOD TIMES, SONNY!" Appa Ratchet said with a huge smile.
Ratchet laughed at his tiny elders then turned to his genitors. "I'm going to have the kids farmed out and let the big ones and Sunspot stay at home alone while I go out on the town with Ironhide. This will be the first time the four of them get that chance but I'm going to have them check in with you and not leave the place. They can order in anything they want short of beer and high grade but they can't go to get it."
"We can check on them and they can come to us if anything is needed," Tie said with a grin. "So you and Ironhide are finally having a date night?"
"Well, since all the infants but the big ones are farmed out we thought so. Prime and Prowl are coming, too. We don't expect to be too early."
"What about jail?" Ravel asked through narrowed optics. "I don't want you corrupting our fine Prime with your juvenile delinquent tendencies."
Ratchet laughed loudly. "YOU'RE SO CUTE!" He picked Ravel up, kissed him, then put him down. "We're going to be home when the kids come from studying at the Main Library and Sunny finishes cultural school in Aerie Hill. We'll get them settled. I do believe that Alie and Blackjack will be across the hall. I'm going to tell them if they've stolen a baby they're banned from coming along."
"Where will you go, Sonny?" Appa Ratchet asked with a big grin.
"I have no idea. Nothing like a good dinner then a boozer at the bowling alley," Ratchet said to wind up his ada's crank.
He succeeded.
=0=TBC 5-2-19 edited 5-3-19
NOTES! :D
Sunstreaker's Girl chapter 650 . May 1
I'm glad Primus is happy about his imminent move. He deserves sunlight and safety.
I'm glad Orion is mostly ok. I'm laughing at poor Ironhide though. He can never keep his dollies long.
ME: I think its time to try and move the planet. I think Primus is very pleased with his boy. Ironhide is a sad sack and a riot to me. I love him so much, the gruff looking pile of softness. He's based on my Marine Corp uncle who was the same way, all gruff show and a pile of yes other wise. LOL!
kattenbelletje chapter 650 . May 1
I'm glad Primus gave his seal of approval. I can't wait to se a Cybertronian sunrise.
Is there a reason Primus insists of being called father instead of atar or creator etc. I've noticed the bots referring to their genitors as father more and more. Even while they are reclaiming their own culture. Before the bots met humans they have been calling their genitors atar and ada for millions of years. It would feel terribly awkward if I would suddenly have to call my vader, father, padre or pére. Why are they?
ME: Every time Prime meets them he's humble enough to greet them as gods. They are his brothers and sister. 13 was always humble and took left over weapons, fought well and never complained. He was a consensus maker and uniter. He also has a spark that is nearly identical if not identical to Primus and thus, he was able to end a rampage by Unicron once because of it. What I want to do is slightly nudge Prime to acknowledge and accept his heritage as a son of Primus by having Primus use familial words with him. Prime is his son. This is his way to nudge him. I love your father names in your language. So pretty. I called my dad Poppy because whenever I saw him he reminded me of the flower, a sweet faced kind and gentle person. I think Primus is ready to have a home star again. HUGS! :D:D
leoness chapter 650 . Apr 30
Aw, I liked the repaired speech. I wanted to see what further mayhem a correctly speaking Orion could cause.
ME: He can create mayhem just smiling. LOL! This glitch will come and go. :D:D HUGS!
optimus prime101 chapter 649 . Apr 30
Oh wow please tell me him talking that way is here to stay permanently.
ME: He isn't going to change his speech any time soon. It's going to be a long while before he does. :D:D HUGS!
leoness chapter 649 . Apr 29
Hahahaha! And he is smart enough to put on a show with the old patterns too!
ME: Some day that little imp is going to speak well and I'm going to miss it. He's a hilarious little dude. :D:D HUGS!
fancyspinner chapter 648 . Apr 29
That little butt is too funny! I can't wait for cybertron to be safe. Great as always.
ME: Thank you, Miss Fancy. I can't either. Its going to be interesting to do. I bookmarked an article in flipbook today that was about us moving a planet. How's that for timing. :D:D:D HUGS!
leoness chapter 648 . Apr 28
Orion made me grin, as i climbed everything and anything as a child.
ME: I did, too, but I never fell. I didn't have a lot of upper body strength as a kid so I never got that high. LOL! I love little hoodlums like Orion. :D:D:D HUGS!
kattenbelletje chapter 647 . Apr 28
LOL, I remember flashes of hiding in a corner as a kid. I knew it wasn't working, but I kept trying. My mom is still laughing:)
ME: I love when little kids try to hide. Some of the picture videos of them doing it on YouTube are hilarious. :D I was never any good at this either. :D:D HUGS!
leoness chapter 646 . Apr 27
You live in the most awesome state, lol
ME: Its like living on the moon sometimes its so far away and so different. I hope to have pictures up of the drive so everyone can see why its such a bucket list destination for so many. HUGS!