The Nurse's Office

The party for at least some of the Autobots is already in full swing as Blaster sits in a corner with Christmas music blasting out and his cassettes dancing merrily. Sludge is happily watching the festivities from next to the donation bin as Cosmos wanders around shouting "Hohoho!" in his Santa suit.

Cureall for her part is keeping track of where the human servers are taking the food.

Cureall is still wandering about in the Nexus, if somebody wants to find her. She still needs to get a few more items for the big party.  She's dragging a large cart behind her filled with party provisions already, so it might be hard to imagine what else she could need.

Cureall cannot help but feel a little nervous. Most teleporting she does is by PIN and is about as traumatizing as stepping through a door. But she can feel Kigan all around her, so she could not really be afraid.

She's more than a little nervous about this Charlie person she is about to meet though.

She's so pretty!

This one was so busy with worrying about everyone that she forgot to have a party for her birthday! She will have to make some chocolate for everyone.


Please accept this one's apologies for forgetting to get presents for all of you. She will make it up to you all with real presents on Sweetest Day. Till then she hopes chocolates and hugs will suffice.

Go to http://www.quotationspage.com/ and look through random quotes until you find five that you think reflect who you are or what you believe.

All generalizations are dangerous, even this one.
Alexandre Dumas (1802 - 1870)

Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head.
Bible, Romans xii. 20.

We are all apt to believe what the world believes about us.
George Eliot (1819 - 1880)

He deserves Paradise who makes his companions laugh.
Koran

Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.
Dr. Seuss (1904 - 1991), The Lorax

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Parthenophobia- Fear of virgins or young girls.

... this may explain more than it should about a few beings this one knows.

http://phobialist.com/


This one thinks she has a few of these.

MEME ONE
Comment and I shall:
1. Tell you why I friended you.
2. Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, etc.
3. Tell you something I like about you.
4. Tell you a memory I have of you.
5. Associate you with a character/pairing.
6. Ask something I've always wanted to know about you.
7. Tell you my favorite user pic of yours.
8. In return, you must post this in your LJ.

MEME TWO
Ask me about my fic/RP- something I wrote, character, plotline, even a really short commentary- and I'll give you an explanation, snippet, or something. Kind of like a dvd commentary, but shorter and faster.

http://sosogomi.livejournal.com/22080.html

Go there! Make a claim! Just do like the other peeps did!

It's the wind up to the great Spring Maintenance Week (tm) and all that is left is for the stragglers to be brought in along with the left over gestalts and special classes. As usual, the Protectobots are the first in and out. Blades however, has stayed behind to assist his brother and Cureall in sending a quick, no nonsense memo to a certain pair of Lamborghinis.

To the Attn of: Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, and Blaze.

Subject: Ratchet's Vacation

Don't make us call him. He won't like having to end it early because of you three.

We're slagging serious.

The Medical Staff.

you are mediumorchid #BA55D3

Your dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be. Your saturation level is medium - You're not the most decisive go-getter, but you can get a job done when it's required of you. You probably don't think the world can change for you and don't want to spend too much effort trying to force it. Your outlook on life is brighter than most people's. You like the idea of influencing things for the better and find hope in situations where others might give up. You're not exactly a bouncy sunshine but things in your world generally look up.

the spacefem.com html color quiz

It's very...complimenting!

Tell me what your character thinks of mine, and I'll tell you what mine thinks of yours!

The meme!

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I respond by asking you five personal questions so I can get to know you better.
3. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. When others comment asking to be interviewed, ask them five questions.

from thebasi
1. What do you transform into, anyway?
A Mini Cooper.

2. How is Perceptor your brother? Is this an adoptive thing or an affection thing or is there just something the cartoon never shared about him?
Affection and adoption. Some people choose not to acknowledge it though.

3. Don't think I've ever seen you fight. Do you? If you do, how? *two questions? whut?*
This one can defend herself. She uses a laser pistol and an electro whip.

4. What do you want most of out life?
A baby. A bondmate. Happiness. To make everyone feel loved.

5. Do you enjoy being involved in intricate plans of Nexusian revenge and LOLing? :D
>.>;; Depends on if they deserve it?

Every night Cureall dreams of someone touching her head and singing to her in a deep, sweet voice.

"Sweet girl...
Where would you go
If you had the time?
Crossing some crazy state-line somewhere?
To whom do you cry?
People are unkind
Sweet girl..."

She knows the song is a definite memory from Ratchet. He sang it a few times in that gruff voice of his after a particularly loud yelling matches with The Prime or Wheeljack. She would always run in fright and hide in his office till they were over and Ratchet came in to retrieve her. It had taken him three months to teach her that his anger was never going to be lashed on her. He had done this by mainly crouching near her hiding spot and coaxing her out with songs and promises of goodies. The song was always 'Sweet Girl'.

But she knew he never came near her room during recharge cycles. It wasn't out of any sense of propriety as it was Wheeljack would complain. It was pretty easy to tell the affection was platonic for the two.

If the memory was not of Ratchet, though, who was singing to her?

Cureall pondered this as she walked through the Nexus. Could it be a mmemory of that mech-

Her thoughts escaped her when she saw Big Daniel walking nearby. With out giving so much of a second thought about her worrisome dreams, she ran to the young man and wrapped her arms around his waist, "Daniel! Hi!" She didn't seem to notice the small flash of blue that came to his eyes before they returned to their normal chocolate brown.

There is a cute, semi giant robot babe sitting down on a wall and happily kicking her feet back and foward along with some music emmitting from her chest, where her stereo hides in robot mode.

"Why do you build me up,
Buttercup baby?
Just to let me down,
And push me around?
And worst of all,
you never call,
when you say you will.
But I love you still.
So build me up, Buttercup.
Don't break my heart~"

It would be nice to enjoy the music with someone, but Cureall doesn't mind the being alone with good music.