Bah-weep-graaaaagnah wheep nini bong

Well at least he has the carrier of two of those infants to sorta help. He's still kind of recovering from having them.

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

BlackLight chuckles and places the little femmes in Kup’s arms, both of them happily cuddling close to their Carrier’s armor.

Kup smiled as they were set into his arms and he nuzzled them. He looked up at Blacklight, unable to stop smiling. ::They're perfect.::

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

/CHEEEE/ {CHIRR CHIRR} -both make grabby servos for Carrier- Skylight’s winglets fluttering and Twitter living up to her designation, her own little winglets flapping. “Peace little ones you’ll get to be held by your Carrier soon.”

Kup hears them and his optics brighten. He struggles to sit up, processor and frame not in synch. ::Damn sedative...:: He gave up and opened his arms, waiting expectantly.

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

[[timeskip]] ::Kuppy, wake up Love, our twins want their Carrier~:: BlackLight made damn sure that Kup wouldn't be in any pain when he wakes up.

Kup slowly onlined, feeling Blacklight prodding at the bond. ::Mmm...?:: He was drowsy and sluggish from the sedatives.

::ITS DRIFT’S FAULT::

::IT'S YOUR FAULT FOR GOING WITH HIM.::

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

"Alright Love, I’ll have to cut Twitter out then, the humans call it a C-Section. Don’t worry dear, you’ll be sedated, won’t feel a thing, promise." BlackLight reaches over to a nearby cabinet and pulls out a sedative, and injects it into Kup’s main fuel line. "Twitter will be here when you wake up Love."

Kup tensed at the idea of cutting her out. That sounded painful. Though, he was glad about being sedated. He did not want to feel that. Looking up at Blacklight, he smiled weakly, as if apologizing, before he slipped into the forced recharge from the sedative.

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

BlackLight looks concerned and places Skylight in a nearby crib before walking back to Kup’s side, clawed digits carefully begin to massage his swollen abdomen, relaxing the tense plating, “Breathe Love, I’m here, I’ll help you anyway I can.”

Kup let out short, rapid vents, trying to calm down and breathe. He flickered his optics offline again, shaking his helm. Slag, slag slag slag. ::I can't do this. Blacklight, I can't do this.::

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

BlackLight carefully changes his grip on the small femmling, the little one grabbing onto his helm and chirping. “Just a few more pushes Love and Twitter will be out too.”

Kup whimpered, which in itself wasn't good because Kup didn't whimper ever. He shook his head. ::Can't... I can't...::

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

”Come here little one, come to Sire~” /chiirrrrr!/ “Shhh, you’re alright little one~ shh. A little femmling Kup, she’s dark blue, how does Skylight sound Love?” /-grabby servos-/

Kup let out a small, choked sob as he caught a glimpse of the femme. He smiled and nodded. ::Sounds perfect...:: He paused, ::Next one is Twitter, then...::

-INTENSE GLARING-

Twins Hurt || Blackwinged-Medic

I laughed too hard at this.