shitposting rave 3: Dawn of the third rave

-massive pout-
-maybe if she just makes her hand a bit bigger when she grabs a handful of the coins daddy won't notice?-

 

[A vibrant red-and-black jet comes tearing into the rave, cursing a blue streak; he manages to not foul his landing and transformation but probably came down a bit closer to Lacuna than is really polite.] --thank Primus holy fraggin' pits little guys are you okay the vanishing act's cool but maybe warn me first? Slaggin'-- [Venture kneels and is instantly swarmed by the jet twins; his wings ease out of worried fluttering as he holds them both, even if it'll take some time for his fans to spin down.]

...thanks, 'Cuna.

 

It's no problem! I wasn't sure if they were asleep or actually here, but...

 

Hippolyta.

 

-time to turn on the sparklers-
˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚ daaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddyyyyyyyyyyyyy

 

You could decorate your drone with the coins.

 

-He shrugs with one shoulder so as not to disturb the sparkling.- I do have my own. I guess it´s habit.

-worried frown- Alright but I would appreciate if you kept an eye on it. If only so I know where to look for missing sparklings.

They do like to be held. I don´t think it does them any harm?

 

-Soundwave has subspaced his coin and trots up to LS to noof his leg-

 

BUT THEY TASTE NICE

 

Actually here looks like there's some kinda warp pocket on deck 3 sternways? Can probably pass actual coordinates off once we get back outta here but I. Think we're gonna take a little sit-down here for a bit. Primus. [He does, in fact, sit, the twins scooting into his lap for Ultimate Cuddles.]

 

Give them to Life Support to give you later, then.

-She pats his leg.-

They're fine, they were just hugging King Starscream because he's a big jet. You okay?

 

Well, if you're that upset over some snacks, maybe you're overtired. Do you need to lie down?

An excellent suggestion.

I'll be monitoring it, rest assured. And as I'm a medic, I can assure you that being held by someone trusted is actually beneficial.

Hello, kitten. What are you up to?

Well, that's slightly worrisome. Reality is starting to get a bit... unusual. I'll talk to Primus about it next I see him.

 

noooooooooooooooooooo
-guess who's gearing up for a proper tantrum-

 

Ehhh slag happens in space dunno if it's his fault. Might wanna put a warning sign up though it's kinda hidden right at the edge of a turn.

Yeah my kids just walked into a space anomaly and went missing for half an hour I'm totally fi--

Lord Starscream? [He looks over to the Duly Elected Ruler Of Cybertron, wings flicking back down. Fuuuuck. At least he looks okay with holding Nichrome's little Screamer?] Aw frag. Uh. Sorry sir they don't-- they didn't-- no disrespect, sir, really, they're little yet I'm sure they didn't mean anything by it--

 

-what have i done oh emperor's hat and boots-

 

Hey, it's fine, he's a good guy! He was just worried that the twins were lost, right Starscream? But you're here now, so. Everything's okay!

 

-puts them under a silence bubble so no one else has to hear the screaming-
Hippolyta Prime. You know the rules. You've been offered several alternatives. You are not going to get your way, even if you scream.
-he is prepared to sit here as long as it takes to tire her out-

 

-flops dramatically-
-screams some-
-kicks-
-screams more, louder this time-
-more kicking-
-this goes on for a while-

 

I got a coin too! It has writing! -he retrieves it and shows it

 

-turns into her courtesy form and curls up in a fluffy fox ball of hiding in shame-