#[ scared but delighted; afraid but excited too || ic//jawbreaker ]

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Well, the Terran kids usually fuel in a different way, Sari doesn’t even know if she can have Cybertronian food, and Mo is a human so she is staying very far away from all this lest she get any of the blame.

Luckily they’ve all been raised with manners, (and Sari common sense), so nobody actually makes a move to eat anything, though Thrash and Jawbreaker look quite like they want to.

“Does being poisoned by any of this count?” Sari quips.

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Several robot children coming to your door right this moment (and probably Sari, she wants to know if they're edible for her). You're gonna want to lock those up.

Oh, no, they’re for sharing! As for whether or not Sari can eat them… uh… Rung will have to check with Ratchet.

“Do we have any allergies? Er— oh, dear, this is going to be one way to find out, I fear. Uhm.”

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“Children! Come to the table, there’s sweets.”

While Thrash is the first to hear the call, he is not the first to get to the table. In all the excitement of telling Mo she can join in for a real Cybertronian feast, spinning her around and giggling (though he doesn’t know what that really means to him), Jawbreaker happily slips past to join Rung, peering curiously at the bot with his big blue optics. Still so young he doesn’t have an alt mode, he’s just delighted to be in a big happy group.

“Jawbreakers are sweets, do you know? My sister told me. She said they’re her favorite.” His smile is alarmingly genuine, though he seems a little bit overwhelmed at everything Rung’s set up so far. “..I would ask her more, but she’s busy with Thrash.”

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(( teeny tiny tag dump! won’t make any spoilery posts esp considering i am not done yet!!

edit: i am now done and ive tacked on a spoiler character!! beware and all that haha

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hope i’m not tired of rebuilding // megatron:

@mapping-constellations liked x for an Earthspark starter!

Megatron isn’t paying much attention right now; most of it is on his right arm, favoring it as he gingerly tests its range of motion.

“Can I help you?” He asks the approaching footsteps.

“Huh? Whuh— oh, sorry,” Jawbreaker takes a step back, servos raised in supplication. Megatron has only been nice so far, but he’s a little more timid in nature than his other siblings (some of the time, anyways— Nightshade has a soft spark), and being directly summoned puts an awkward, silly smile on his face.

“I remembered you were hurt real bad when we met. Are you.. better?”