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"Makes a nice change, eh?" She hums, sitting back a bit. "Still get the nightmares but... it's a little less often now. Been talking to a Therapist"

She hugs back, chuckling. "Feel like I haven't seen you in a while. I was doing a lot of working on myself."

@stupidpredacon.bsky.social Arcee carefully places a party hat on Wasp's head, chuckling. "There, merry christmas, my old friend!"

"Prank huh? Hm." She thinks, then chuckles. "Alright, well I won't say a word! Just don't hurt anyone, alright?"

"That's right. Lovely girl." She pats Axel gently on the head. "Now, where are we heading?"

"A friend." She smiles, thinking. "Well, guess you can't remember, huh? I'm sorry. I'm Arcee, I've got a daughter. She's older than you."

She hesitates a little, kneeling down. "Someone as young as you must have been forged with a mixed spark, right? You don't know who made your spark?" She frowns. "I know someone called Rainstorm, has a similar paint job to you but... I guess that could be nothing."

She hums a little, following along. As she goes she looks the bot over curiously, she seems somewhat familiar. "Who are your parents? You look a little bit like..."

"I can never tell if you hate me or love me." She hums, laying back on the grass a little. "Then again, it's hard to trust."

"What, because I'm a space alien, I can't enjoy cultural celebration?" She smirks, chuckling. "Been here since the 70's, remember?"

She can relate to that. "Merry Christmas!" Raising a glass of Engex

I'm home from christmas holidays. New year, New Arcee. Darker themes are still present, but I'm going to be a lot better at managing it and taking breaks, as well as knowing my limits.

"Arcee is Online!" She slept well today, no nightmares at all... She seems happier too!

I am back, with a big caveat. I'm going to be a little more careful with darker themes going forward. I won't abandon the character development I've got so far, but I will take more writing breaks as needed. Sorry if I worried anyone.

She sighs, before gently lifting his head, placing an energon cube in his mouth. "Eat up... I love you."

Gonna take a break to re-evaluate what I want to do within the TF Verse. Been realising lately that the darker themes, honestly just upset me. I clearly do not have the mental or emotional capacity for such things. I started this as slice of life, and I think I've lost my way a bit. I need to think

"Ow!" Yeah fair enough that was stupid, but it stopped a hole in her chest at least. She whines in pain, before gritting her teeth. "Fine, sorry Blue, Mom loves you VERY much!" And with that, her right fist, though damaged, powers up with Cosmos' upgrades, slamming towards his head

Scrap, that'll hurt... think Arcee, think... What would Grasshopper do... Gah, why's she thinking about THAT... Oh scrap she really better at this stuff... Ok this is a reach but... "🎵 When I was... a young boy... my father... took me into the city... to see a marching band...🎵"

"Scrap!" She growls, using her arm to allow him to bite. It's a good thing that's been reinforced lately, but she'll need to get it looked at later. "Blue, honey look at Mom. Look Mom in the eyes." She growls, using her full weight to twist and slam him into the floor, pinning him as best she can

Arcee crosses her arms together, right arm out front, the stronger of the two. She tanks the hit, before opening her arms back out, anticipating his pounce... She's gonna CATCH him!

Arcee nimbly sidesteps, clearly her bulk does not restrict her. "Easy now Son. Get it out of your system." She takes up a stance, despite the danger, she can't quite shake that excitement.

"I appreciate that, thank you." She goes to leave, before turning back slowly. "...I'd have killed them all. Every last one of them. In some ways, in my universe, in my time... I did." She frowns, thinking back to Prowl. "He went too far... too damned far..."

She sighs a little, shaking her head. "More just surprise, you've never really been open with others seeing that before. I've seen a lot in my time, I've seen what shockwave does with people, at least you keep it clean." She shrugs softly, offering a smile. "It doesn't bother me."

"Hey, I-" She sees it, taking a moment to let it sink in just a bit, before her eyes snap back to Cats. "-I brought you some energon, Hop was insisting that apparently you've not been recharging very well lately. No idea how she can read some of us like a data disk"

"Yeah." She looks up, thinking. "As long as the future is brighter."

Hey uh, Optimus... We can see your reposts :/

Cue a gentle knock upon the door of her quarters. "Catseye... it's me. I brought some Energon."

"Arcee online." She steps out of her recharge bay, stretching a little. She sighs a little... Another bad dream.

"That's all I ask." She smiles, kissing his forehead gently. "See you at home, son"

She won't force it, but... this is good in her eyes. She lets go, smiling warmly. "Have a good day, there will be plenty of Energon for you at home."

"Hey look at you, looking forward to something!" She grins, giving him a quick hug "That's progress."

She puts a hand on his shoulder, chuckling. "Sometimes... you just need to let people do their thing"

"Nothing time and a bit of careful adjustment can't fix. Honestly Cosmos, I'm fine!"

"I still have a few little things to adjust. The scope is a little... off."

And a firm shake is returned. This is the start of something very interesting!

She hums, before offering a hand. "Well, I hope to see you around more, maybe we could spar some time!"

"I'll be gentle." She smirks, bashing her fists together. "I battle combiners for breakfast!"