[Traitorous Drone Broadcasting.]

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[The feed comes on for only a moment.  Just long enough for the image to linger on three mechs sharing a berth.  Breakdown in the middle, Knock Out snuggled up on his right, and Jetstorm tucked to his left side.  Nothing amazing or flashy, just three cuddle bugs sawing logs together.  Aren't they cute?]

[The drone thought so, and thought everyone should know.  Hope you enjoyed, as the traitorous little drone is going to shut off the feed and flee the room before they wake and take offense to this breach.]

Comments

[still_learning]

[He... He would pull away more, but something makes him hesitate, as much as he wants to leave and let the two of them rest in peace.]

It would be better if I did. I cannot be sure I will not wake like this again and wake you with me. Please, rest. I will be fine.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Breakdown huffs.] You’re fine, Jetfire. You’re not bothering us.

[He looks at the minicon.] It’s generally better to not be alone when dealing with nightmares...

[still_learning]

[He turns his slightly, as if he meant to look toward Breakdown and just can't meet his gaze.]

But you were resting. That is important.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Yeah, and now I’m awake. So what? You’re fine here, Jetstorm. You’re not a bother.

[still_learning]

[Something about that makes him feel even more awful about the whole situation. It's not like he could've controlled his nightmares, but he didn't have to wake up Breakdown in doing so.]

Please.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He frowns and sits up to look at the minicon] Please what?

[You’ve confused him...]