Robots in Bellwood

SCRAP HITS THE FAN

Note: this chapter contains mpreg.

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"You are expecting a pup."

No one believes Khyber.

This is impossible.

There is no way that Steeljaw can be carrying.

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"Congratulations! You're pregnant!"

Until they go for an ultrasound and receive visual confirmation.

All of these problems – physical, mental, emotional – are symptoms of pregnancy, and a result of the life growing within him.

While conflict and conversation ensue, Steeljaw remains silent, as he is deep in thought.

A pup.

I am expecting a pup.

How did this happen?

Ramulus and I bonded, yes, but I don't think either of us would have expected this!

I certainly didn't!

What am I supposed to do?

Ramulus isn't here.

Phantomjaw isn't here.

By the Allspark, I'd even take Thunderhoof!

At least he'd keep me distracted with arguments!

I can't deal with this right now!

Not alone...

But I'm not alone.

Great, I can't believe I'm taking comfort in the Lieutenant's presence.

And it's not just him.

However, as much as I like Moonracer, and tolerate the other two, they just aren't enough.

I need my pack.

My home.

Most importantly, I need Ramulus.

Correction: we need Ramulus.

Primus, I can only imagine the look on his face when I tell him the news.

I just hope everything goes well.

Hopefully, nothing happens to us.

I hate to admit it, but I need to listen to them.

I need to take it easy.

They need to protect me...

So that I can protect you.

We will make it back home.

I won't let anything happen to us.

To you.

I promise.

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The plan remains unchanged, except for Steeljaw's part. He has been placed under house arrest, first at Plumber's headquarters, then Ben's house. While the former is deemed safer, it was argued that the latter is better for Steeljaw's overall health. More homey than business.