47th Transmission

[heavyweaponsbot]

I find it difficult to maintain an ordered squad when those involved get themselves tossed in the brig.  Hmnf!  If you hear this, Zuko, you will answer to me when your punishment ends.  Or King.  Pray that he is more forgiving than I am.

[He mutters something that sounds like "damn kids".  Maybe.  Or maybe you're hearing things.]

The rest of you will report in.  Want to talk to you.

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If you wish it to be in person, you can find me with the bees.  I have business with them.

[Meaning, he's itchy to hit something, and the bees are the best target.]

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[Locked to Ratchet // Unhackable]
If you see this, got a female who wants to... do me a favor.  Need your advice.

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[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She. Is. DUMBFOUNDED. What the HELL Ratchet]

...

I think it likes you.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He just keeps staring at it. For some reason, he has the damnedest urge to chase the thing, hollering at it. He frowns.]

...

I am not amused. Ratchet has explaining to do.

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow moos.

Then stops abruptly. It sniffles. It whuffs.

It snorts bubbles out its nose.

The cow moos again and delicately picks its way around the piles toward Mikaela.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[wtf.]

...where...did he get this.

[ she holds a hand out when it comes closer.]

It's cute.

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide actually takes a step back.]

I... have no idea. Where... Why would it be on the luggage deck?

[He growls.]

It is going to bite you.

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow sniffs at Mikaela's hand, and when it exhales, blows a single bubble onto her knuckles.

It licks her hand curiously, tasting at the salt, then looks up at her blankly.

What does it want?]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Its not gonna bite me. See?

[ Mikaela totally wants one. Ratchet had the most awesome stuff.]

Think it's hungry? Maybe it wants some grass.

[heavyweaponsbot]

It could. It's an option.

[He just keeps looking completely displeased by this. Where did his medic get these things?]

Wants... what?

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow moos at Mikaela, then looks to the foot of the bed.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Grass. You know, green stuff people put on lawns.

[She follows the look to the end of the bed.]

Or maybe he just wants to gnaw on your bedpost.

[heavyweaponsbot]

We have none of that. Except... Ratchet's plants.

[Yup, Ratchet has a small collection of plant life, arranged in bottles.]

Why?

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow nudges Mikaela's leg with its head.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Well, bring me one of those plants.

[The little cow gets an absent scritch to its head.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[His optics narrow, and he folds his arms.]

Ratchet will dismantle me.

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow pauses as Mikaela scritches its head, then nudges her leg again. It moos at her once more, looking between her and the empty space on the bed.

Then it yawns.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

He'd dismantle you more if you let his cow die of starvation. [See her face? It's innocent.]

Or maybe he's sleepy. [brb snagging the comforter to wad up.] There.

[heavyweaponsbot]

... Does he even know he has a cow?

[Ironhide just watches this in mystified silence.]

[elegante-masks.livejournal.com]

[The cow looked down at the wadded comforter.

It looked up to Mikaela.

It looked at the foot of the bed.

Then, with a sort of mental-shrug, the cow stepped into the wadded up comforter and lowered itself into the mass. It turned its head up toward Mikaela once more, mooed quietly, and then settled to fall asleep.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Uh. I dunno.

[lkasdhjkhgf It's so CUTE.

She slips off the bed to sit down with it, and give it a happy pat.]

But I wanna know where he found it. I want one.

[heavyweaponsbot]

I... can ask him. But if he does not know he has it... you could just... take the thing.

[It could eat C4, after all.]

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

[She looks at the sleeping cow OMG CAN SHE REALLY HAVE IT?]

...C-can I? Really?

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Ironhide looks from the cow to Mikaela. And back.]

Uh. Yeah. Doubt he will miss it.

[chopshopgoddess.livejournal.com]

Awesome!

[This'll be her, snagging it up in her arms.]