( Jazz still seems extremely wary of this tiny stranger. With a reassuring squeeze to his conjunx's shoulder, he heads off briefly to check up on the children.

Lockdowns are never fun. )

Be 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒?

( His tone quickly becomes incredulous, his servo still rested on the holster of his pistol. )

Yeah, we'll see.

Okay, babe. Out with it. What's Lodestar tellin' you??

( He's just been following along behind her, his mouth drawn down in a grimace. )

Am I going in guns blazing or not?

( Immediately alert to his conjunx's shock, and then her message. Right-o.

Saying their hasty good-byes, and EXITING. )

( Stickin' his tongue out, crouching to place his servo on a red dot. )

( Looking Swindle up and down from behind his visor, but he won't say nothin'. He'll behave for the party. )

Optimus is a great 'bot! Is he a great 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦-𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑟? Ehhh.

( Good-natured shrug. )

You invite the big O.P.?

( Fashionably late, of course. )

Heyyy. Kinda ... empty in here, mech!

( Little glance at wifey.... this is what u wanted to go to?? 🤨 )

( <-- Assured Lightbright that "Rodimus won't even notice we aren't there on time". )

( Snuggling the wife. Do NOT let her see the opp. )

Four, it is. ( * 😊 )

( ssmmoooooch. )

'Kay. When?

... You want to go? ( helm tilt. )

Party?

What'd I do.

( * 💭 WHa. git outta my head gurl. 🤨 /j )

kids are fraggin' weird these days...

( * 💭 who's the fugly kid........ )

( literally shining bright like a diamondddd. )

this is a threat

me if i see that bug.

( scaled part of lodestar to avoid MORE water. )

i feel like. uh. i should be concerned about this.

( COVERED. HEAD TO FUCKING TOE. IN GLITTER. )

no, no. this is fine.

( his back does feel better ... first time being like. picked up? normally? hrm. )

( SHOCKED. but nonchalant about it. blinkblinkblink. )

oh.