#JA322 would see the offering of chocolate as proof

[hallucinateonpaperspines]

someone bothers Ashley during her Shark week, ......it doesn't end well? Do the bots know about that tid-bit about human females bodies ( otherwise ratchet is going to panic) ?

oooohhhhh boyyyyyyyy; I got plans for this. Mostly of the humorous variety.

The "humanness" aspect of Ashlyn and the kids has kinda been on the back burner for a bit due to some necessary lore, relationship building, etc that's plot-relevant, BUT I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN. The fun will be coming soon

I'm using Ratchet as a little bit of a buffer for the weirdness, Ashlyn, unintentionally, set off a human research-binge early on so the medic has already gone through all the stages of grief and preparedness. That includes period care.

I know some fics have it where a Cybertronian's sense of smell is sensitive enough to pick up blood, but not react to some other orders like sweat for some reason, I don't have that in this fic. If anything, humans are more sensitive than the typical bot. EHem- so there isn't any obvious sign that waves down everyone's attention that Shark Week has begun.

They're not getting out that easy.

Ratchet has an entire robot-sized shelf dedicated to feminine hygiene products, from tampons, cups, and pads (reusable and normal), to pain medication and heating pads. He's even splurged on more just-in-case products. Man is covering all bases.

And he may also be sneaking in the occasional hormone scan for both Ashlyn and Miko, whenever they give him the opportunity for a check up.

That said, there aren't any obvious changes that set off any red-flags. Miko might be a little quieter and more lethargic, and Ashlyn might be quicker to snap between hyperactive antics and silent calm (she might also let that sadistic smile slip a bit more often) but neither are clawing at the walls, bawling their eyes out, or threatening murder. Because they're not stereotypes from the internet, they're real people to who a period is a sucky addition to normalcy.

SO, in the Autobot base, where Ashlyn does have her privacy respected, there really isn't much that is really event worthy. Ratchet, ever observing is ready to step in should anything "get weird" on behalf of both human and bot comfort. Other than a brief reminder via organic consuming organic food, Team Prime has been able to avoid the squishy and alien parts of humanity.

That is not always going to be the case.

Say... a group of aliens vocal about their disregard for the organic population? Perhaps containing an individual recently traumatized about the "grossness" of that populace? A group completely unprepared to deal with the nitty-gritty of care beyond keeping that thing alive? That same group already ticking off an emotionally turbulent individual who is now also dealing with hormone fluctuations, cramps, and cravings?

*cracks knuckles* Now THAT is a Shark Week.

[agentsquirrelsgotrobots]

OMG Knockout walking in after Ashley's changed her pad, sees the bloody cotton thing.

He turns around and walks right out.

Megatron getting mad and walking in. Ashley throws it in his eye, and she's promptly dumped in the nearest small town.

someone bothers Ashley during her Shark week, ......it doesn't end well? Do the bots know about that tid-bit about human females bodies ( otherwise ratchet is going to panic) ?

oooohhhhh boyyyyyyyy; I got plans for this. Mostly of the humorous variety.

The "humanness" aspect of Ashlyn and the kids has kinda been on the back burner for a bit due to some necessary lore, relationship building, etc that's plot-relevant, BUT I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN. The fun will be coming soon

I'm using Ratchet as a little bit of a buffer for the weirdness, Ashlyn, unintentionally, set off a human research-binge early on so the medic has already gone through all the stages of grief and preparedness. That includes period care.

I know some fics have it where a Cybertronian's sense of smell is sensitive enough to pick up blood, but not react to some other orders like sweat for some reason, I don't have that in this fic. If anything, humans are more sensitive than the typical bot. EHem- so there isn't any obvious sign that waves down everyone's attention that Shark Week has begun.

They're not getting out that easy.

Ratchet has an entire robot-sized shelf dedicated to feminine hygiene products, from tampons, cups, and pads (reusable and normal), to pain medication and heating pads. He's even splurged on more just-in-case products. Man is covering all bases.

And he may also be sneaking in the occasional hormone scan for both Ashlyn and Miko, whenever they give him the opportunity for a check up.

That said, there aren't any obvious changes that set off any red-flags. Miko might be a little quieter and more lethargic, and Ashlyn might be quicker to snap between hyperactive antics and silent calm (she might also let that sadistic smile slip a bit more often) but neither are clawing at the walls, bawling their eyes out, or threatening murder. Because they're not stereotypes from the internet, they're real people to who a period is a sucky addition to normalcy.

SO, in the Autobot base, where Ashlyn does have her privacy respected, there really isn't much that is really event worthy. Ratchet, ever observing is ready to step in should anything "get weird" on behalf of both human and bot comfort. Other than a brief reminder via organic consuming organic food, Team Prime has been able to avoid the squishy and alien parts of humanity.

That is not always going to be the case.

Say... a group of aliens vocal about their disregard for the organic population? Perhaps containing an individual recently traumatized about the "grossness" of that populace? A group completely unprepared to deal with the nitty-gritty of care beyond keeping that thing alive? That same group already ticking off an emotionally turbulent individual who is now also dealing with hormone fluctuations, cramps, and cravings?

*cracks knuckles* Now THAT is a Shark Week.