The Diego Diaries: Sun Dance (dd7 173)
=0=Night Time
Ratchet watched as the last group of refugees from Sun Dance were taken away through a bridge. He wanted to be there when they left. As it was, they were fending off commercial traffic from the trading partners of the colonies as well as shutting down communications lines for off world. It was a race now to get away before any of the local aliens or those that had tried to take over the Functionalist's worlds showed up for a look-see or a fight.
Omega and his kin were here arrayed in space listening and waiting in preparation for such a possibility but for now the ruses being used, a severe illness had erupted and the world was quarantined for a few orns was keeping everyone away.
For now.
The last stragglers were a determined looking lot having spent their time waiting watching and absorbing the videos all migrants now got before coming to the colony. They were gathered together bearing children and this and that thing not wanted shipped in transit by the huge cargo vessels. Docile in line, they walked briskly forward to disappear into a new life almost unimaginable. Scans worldwide had shown that they were now free of any other Cybertronian lifeforms but for his crews and the last few dead being exhumed to be transported to Mars.
The regular graveyards and others containing the criminally dead were dug up, loaded on ships and sent through. Prime had decided that no one would be left behind creating another regret and spark ache to be added to the refugees who were leaving and likely never coming back. There was also the possibility that a problem could happen when transporting the planets and thereby destroying those left behind. It made it easier for a lot of them to leave now.
The bridge continued to swirl for a moment, then it shut down. It would be refueled and maintenanced but available if needed. One did one's catch up on schedule. They would also be used to transport the worlds to a safer place so nothing was being left to chance.
Ratchet walked back through the city marveling at its beauty and the amazing bird life it supported. Soon it would be circling Sirius A and life would go on. He had a good feeling about this, these two deserving worlds taking root elsewhere. Who would live on them would have to be settled eventually but for now, the job was removal. He ambled to the Operational Center in the middle of town, then walked to the desk to sit and get things wrapped up.
4,250,000 people had a new home and most of them were in good shape.
=0=Morning
"When will your genitors meet the twinnies and Kaon?" Prime asked as he put his breakfast dishes in the sink.
"This afternoon," Prowl said. "I'm thinking the twins can stand down and get here. Bluestreak wants them to meet when both are here."
"That sounds good to me. I am going to the Temple to meditate on the plan to move those planets. I do not feel right about it without at least trying to consult a higher power," Optimus said.
"Do you think you can talk to them, the planets themselves? What if they want to stay where they are? Maybe they have a friendship with their star or something else around there?" Prowl asked.
"That is what I need clarified," Prime said. "I will see you shortly. I am going to Sun Base and Homeland when I finish there. Perhaps lunch?"
"I'll call you and see where you are," Prowl said. He watched Prime walk out, then headed toward the monitor himself. Calling up his amma and appa, he waited until they appeared. "Good morning."
"Good morning, Prowl," Stealth said.
Behind him Styre was checking the news on a hand held. He turned to the monitor, grinned, then waved.
"Where are you? We think we might look around and see what we can do about the apartment. We're going to make one of the rooms over for visitors. We hope the children might want to spend the night now and again."
"They will," Prowl said. "Date nights are a big deal around here. I'm recalling the twins. Bluestreak and the two of them can join us for lunch. You can see the twinnies and Kaon then."
Stealth smiled. "I WOULD LOVE THAT! I've never seen twin femmes. I can only guess how beautiful they are."
Prowl grinned. "You won't get an argument from me." They chatted, agreed to meet at The Diner On The Corner at lunch time, then signed off. Prowl has a boat load of work and the two of them were ready to ramble.
It was a good start to the orn.
=0=Around
{Get ready for art} Terradive said as his kids jumped up and began to organize for their next class. They would line up quickly as Mr. So-214, their new aide now would take the humans along in their transport box. Their former one, Mr. Le-O had graduated and gotten a classroom of his own. He gathered them into their box for transport. It was terribly noisy in a happy manner, then quiet as they looked at him with expectation. {I hear that you're going to get your family present organized to take home today. When you leave art with them and get back here put them on the shelf by the window so they don't get broken or harmed}
{WE WILL, MR. TERRADIVE!} -every kid there
He led them out toward the elevator, then down to the art floor of the building where every imaginable kind of creative thing was taught, displayed and developed. They walked in a line, entered their classroom which was a massive place with different stations all around for the different mediums, then Terradive left them to go to the lounge and rejoin the teacher party. It started that morning and would continue well past the end of school. It was a 'come as you can-stay as long as you can-come back later' sort of affair with food, (non alcoholic) drinks, laughter, chatting and a chance to hang out with those who you didn't get to see that often given the job.
The tree in the corner sparkled in the teacher's lounge as he entered. A huge table was filled with a buffet and dozens of desserts, the contribution by teachers for the party. He gathered a plate together, got a drink, then walked over to sit with Roto and a number of other friends including Mr. Le-O. He sat, then grinned. "How is it going, Lee?"
Mr. Le-O who taught languages and reading smiled. "How many orns do you have, Terri?"
Huge laughter and delight for the n00bie erupted then settled.
"I don't know about you but when the Christmas Surprise program is over I'll be happy. The kids are floating around the ceiling all week," Mrs. Lyrica said.
"I know," Terri said. "Ten orns off for Christmas Surprise vacation. Are any of your kids going to Earth for Christmas, Lyrica?"
"A couple," Lyrica replied. "Jaycee is staying but the others are going. That's about five of yours, right?" she asked Terri.
He nodded. "Five of them with a few staying. Their grand genitors live here full time now. It sort of makes sense to stay. Annie Lennox and the Epps are going for a few days to stay at the Lennox farm, then come back for the rest of it. Apparently, Will's genitors would rather stay here."
Roto nodded. "Apparently its possible to 'go native'."
"There's worse places," Terri said with a snicker. "Is everyone on for the Valles?"
"Yep," Roto said as he sat back with a grin. "Rock climbing, beer, roughing it … I hate it already."
Laughter would be loud and long.
=0=Around, Part 2
"They have all of the field unifiers planted according to specifications on Homeland, Wheeljack," Perceptor said as he glanced at 'Jack who was handling something else nearby. "We're good to begin preliminary testing and pre-flight there. Sun Base will be ready by tomorrow at noon."
"That's good news," Wheeljack said as he shut off his computer. "The sooner, the better. Consider it our little Christmas Surprise Surprise."
Percy smirked. "Too bad there isn't a bow big enough for this."
Wheeljack snickered.
=0=Around, Part 3
They walked out of the store in Bern with a rolled up tapestry, some books they loved way back when and considered essential reading for a home library and some toys for little infants that were cute. Heading for the subway, they found themselves walking out of the metro in Crystal City. Looking around, they noted lights shining in the square nearby. Walking there, they watched the vast number of arrangements of all manner of big, small, intricate and simple crystal artwork placed around the city center in homage to its namesake.
As they did, they glanced to the right. Down the street heading for the subway were two very familiar mechs. They watched them silently as they reached the metro, then walked down the steps. They didn't notice that they were being watched by Styre and Stealth. Glancing at each other, Styre and Stealth walked to a sidewalk cafe, entered, then sat at a booth. A waiter took their order, then left them alone. The place was busy so no one noticed them around their own pursuit of breakfast.
Stealth sat back staring at Styre with growing shock. "Did you see them?"
"I did," Styre said quietly. He was silent a moment then sat back himself. "Don't say anything, Stealth. I'll try and find out what their story is here. I don't want any more trouble."
Stealth nodded. "Poor Milie. What a burden they must be on him. Unless they've changed?" he asked almost wistfully.
"I wouldn't count on it," Styre said darkly. Their snack and drinks came so they ate quietly, then walked out to do the joyous task of making their apartment a home. It would be a nice interlude anyway.
=0=Around, Part 4
Prime stood before the Well staring into its deeply blue depths. Light mist clung around it, nothing too much or too little nor did it stir. The AllSpark turned slowly in its spotlights, an apparition of great beauty and holiness. He waited for something to happen so he could ask advice about the planets but no one spoke to him. As he turned to walk back up after making the short prayers of gratitude and respect he always made when he came here, he noted someone sitting on the steps watching him.
Prime stared at him, then walked over to sit down beside him. "It is an honor to see You, Lord Solomus."
"And I, you, brother," He said. "I see you seek collaboration on a deed you must do from those most affected?"
"Yes," Optimus said. "I have learned that there is more to the business of life than ever I knew. I would not want to cause harm without consultation."
"Sometimes you have to make the decision based on what you believe is the way forward," Solomus replied.
"I know but I do not like it when the stakes are this high," Prime said.
"Then you should ask them yourself," Solomus said as their surroundings faded. They were standing on the sandy plain that seemed to be the most common feature to this sort of thing. "Ah. I like this simulation. Heat is much preferred to cold, if I might venture an opinion."
"It feels good," Prime said in agreement. He turned in a circle to look around, then halted. Two tall beings were standing behind them listening to the conversation with a grin. Optimus stared at both, then bowed. "I am Optimus Prime."
"We know," one of them said. "You are here to speak to us.
"I am. I am facing a difficult decision that affects both of you a great deal," Prime said.
"You wish to move us," one of them said. "I am what they call Sun Base. My brother here is Homeland."
Prime bowed. "I am honored to meet you."
"You are afraid to repeat what you did with the two planets that you destroyed," the first, Sun Base said.
"We knew them," Homeland said. "We came into being around the same time. We do not share stars but we are all connected. You do understand that concept, correct?"
"I do," Optimus replied.
"All of us are connected, even you, Solomus, to us," Sun Base said. "We are never separate, never broken, never alone. All of us, even you, Prime are one."
"It is our creed," Prime said.
They nodded, then glanced at each other. "What to do, what to do," Sun Base said with a slight grin as nearby another being came in a light as bright as a super nova. With him came two lesser lights. Prime was blinded for a moment.
=0=TBC 1-2-2020
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Silverhornd chapter 171 . 11h ago
Hi, question I wonder how did venture's parents reacted when they meet the children. Please write that in.
ME: That's going to happen over the next two installments. :D:D:D HUGS!
moosekababs chapter 170 . Jan 1
happy new year, Cathy! It seems like a slim chance, but this year I hope I can find a way to pay you back for all that you've done for us. While i doubt I'll find anything that will come close, I won't stop looking :D as they say, hope dies last!
Good luck finding your cord! Sending you good vibes for the new year 3
ME: HAPPY NEW YEAR! I did. The cord was in my car overnight at -7 degrees F. It works anyway. LOL! Don't worry about pay backs, darling. Having you here, having you read this and chat is more than enough for me. :D:D:D Love ya, Kiddo. :D
Guest chapter 167 . Dec 31, 2019
20-5? Has there ever been a football game with 20 goals for one team? Looks like the Terrans will do well!
ME: Not until Prime and the Praxians. I will throwback to the game over the next few. HUGS! :D:D
Guest chapter 159 . Dec 31, 2019
Well, the truth is that we all live in our own bubbles. Our friends are people who think about the same as we do, and we often even live in such part of town, where there are like minded people. Not to mention the social media... So getting support and confirmation for your beliefs is actually so easy it is scary.
ME: That is really true. Meeting others makes it impossible to hate or hurt them. We all have a bubble but I try and make mine as shiny as I can. I find it easier to love and appreciate others as I get older. :D
Thinking that you are better than others and that you deserve more than others is not limited to high caste Cybertronians, unfortunately. On that happy thought, keep giving us laughs and fuel for thinking
ME: Never were truer words spoken. My uncle Jim … I think everyone has an uncle jim. :D I will keep going. This is only about halfway through. ;) HUGS! :D:D
Guest chapter 156 . Dec 31, 2019
Poor Springer. He just can't get a break.
Thanks for giving us our daily laugh with your story!
ME: If Springer didn't exist I would have to invent him. LOL! Its my delight to entertain you. HUGS! :D:D:D
Guest chapter 155 . Dec 31, 2019
Way back when Springer or Tracks was ferrying humans in plane format, he was freaked out when they used the toilet. How come Paribolus and the Unidad bots don't have a giant fit about human bodily functions inside them? Would seem fair since the big bots are even bigger on the boys will be boys
-scale
ME: ON THE LIST! That would be a great conversation during a card game with the titans and the Wreckers and a few drunk Praxians. I am going to fill that little hole in. THANKS! Readers are gold. :D:D HUGS!
Sesshykiss13 chapter 169 . Dec 31, 2019
Woot, 2020 cometh! Here's to all the possible mayhem on the bot front lol. *tips back a drink in the name of The One*
ME: BWAHAHAHA! And may it be a very mayhemmy year. :D:D:D HUGS!
Guest chapter 153 . Dec 31, 2019
Poor Possibility. You didn't put him to bed at all. Everybody else got a sleep buddy, so I am guessing Possibility slept on the floor:)
I guess you have too many kids in this story to keep them straight...
Happy New Year to you, and many more years still to come with the Diego Diaries.
ME: Oops. I will check that out. LOL! Too many kids … can there be too many? I think if they threw in baby Yoda it would be perfect. HUGS! :D:D:D
Sesshykiss13 chapter 168 . Dec 31, 2019
Heya Arctapus!
Been another great year! I'm glad I can close 2019 with this amazing fic as always. Will always await all things Diego Diaries if you're the one behind it! Here's to the New Year and new adventures ahead!
ME: And to you, my darling. I will always be pounding away. Happy New Year! HUGS! :D:D:D