#mo interaction

*Alex, B, Hafiz, Scraps, Mo, and Wisp somehow teleport to some sort of wasteland. A forest, covered with fog*

"Oop." Alex is less than surprised, having gotten used to this by now. B Is slightly less so, but the others...

"What the-" Hafiz is instantly checking on Scraps, adjusting one of the sensor systems into place. The child shivers, not used to that kind of feeling. "You good kiddo?"

"M-miss Alex?!" Mo blurts out, looking around and then running to help Wisp up off the ground. She rubs her lower back.

"I'm okay honey... What... where-"

"I have a friend in another dimension that seems to have some issues with his... inter-dimensional slash time-travel stuff. It's not really hit this many before."

"Is this something we should worry about?" Mo asks as he hugs his fiancee, worry painting his expression.

Alex blinks, red LEDs respond on her visor, though the right eye is lighter in color and flickers slightly. There's a couple cracks that run over the right side, corresponding to the edges of her scar. Her hair is the same color and style as it was before she got teleported.

B just stares, partly amused that her human companion had shrunk by a couple inches while she herself was still as tall as she had been. Her hair is a platinum blonde, eyes a pale grey-blue, and skin an extremely pale tone.

They glance to the stunned drones near them, then look at themselves.

"It changed our clothes too..." Alex hummed as she took note of B's slightly-too-large-for-her coat.

"But a direct swap, better than me being otherwise human-nude." B crossed her arms.

Hafiz smiled, seeing Scraps curled up around the little UNN that they had recently met. Both were asleep, having tired themselves out with the excitement of child-meeting-child, or baby-meeting-baby.

"You know, that really helped I think. It's been so hard getting Zinnia to sleep." Mo sighed, his hair a bit messy from the running around he'd been doing. On the other couch in their home, Wisp was reclined and resting. The transfer had taken enough toll on her system that she was on bedrest for another two weeks, just to assure recovery.

Her husband smiled softly at her before he moved to sit at her feet. Hafiz just rested on the floor near the kids, sending a video of Scraps and the UNN playing off to Ai and Cassidy, knowing the pair would love the adorable update.

"Well. Kiddo's new to the world, right? Curious and absorbent and all that." Hafiz laughed gently at his tired friend. Mo just laughed a little himself.

"Yeah, but man... Tiring!" He sighed. Hafiz shook his head.

"Take a nap. I can watch out for the little ones, since you and your wife definitely need the rest."

"I'm fine!" Mo's protest was a bit weak.

"Your shirt is inside out. It's been inside out."

"Wha-"

"I just didn't want to mention it. Rest, the kids are in good hands."

Mo is heavily focused on the game system in his hands, laying on his back as he guides his favorite round and pink hero through the level. The chime of a powerup activating rings through the quiet of the apartment while the gentle scent of dinner cooking drifts through from the kitchen. He had time to finish the level before checking on if it might need seasoning or not.

The sound of the front door doesn’t stop him, it only lets him smile brightly at the screen.

“Hi Wisp! Welcome home!” The game was paused, and Mo sat up, blinking in slight confusion of the little basket his fiancee was holding. “What’s that? Did you buy dinner?! I’m making it.” A pout worked its way onto his face as she smiled and shook her head.

“No dear. It’s a mother’s day present from Azha.” Her tone was matter-of-fact as she stepped over and set the basket down. It was a little bit decorated, but it was a large two-person cupcake with frosting and heart shaped sprinkles.

“Mother’s Day? But we don’t have… a…” Wisp’s smile grew a little bit along with a blush as Mo slowly put the pieces together. “WAIT REALLY?!” His voice squeaked as he flung his game system to the couch he had just been on and wrapped his arms around the woman he loved so much. “REALLY?! ACTUALLY?!”

“Oh my gosh, you sound so absolutely hopeful.” The woman smiled even more, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. She let her visor rest against his. “Yes my dear. Azha wanted me to come back today to make absolutely sure I didn’t have a virus. Turns out, I’m the one with the code for our little one.”

The overjoyed look on his face was so bright and filled with absolute glee. It just made Wisp lean in to kiss him again, and he returned the action with a hum.

*It has a note attacthed to it saying “Don’t worry my dog is immune to radiation”*

Scraps can't reach the picture again. They pout a little bit until they hear steps.

"Is uncle! Uncle Mooooooo hep!" The child makes a little grabbing motion as the drone appears, looking relieved that it's not a cry for danger-help.

"Oh? What's this?" He blinks and takes the photo, looking at it before joining the child on the floor. He looks alarmed for a moment. "Yeah i hope that dog is radiation proof."

One was a tall, looking like a heavily modified Disassembly Drone. Missing the tail canister and headlights with normal looking arms, her purple optics scanning the area with a curious curiosity. Lavender dyed hair back in a long ponytail as she kept her companion close.

The other was a normal, if heavy scarred and damaged, Worker Drone. Her navy blue optics were mainly looking ahead through her half cracked visor, occasionally looking at the other with worry. She was wearing a thick black coat, wearing something underneath her left sleeve with an elastic band of sorts wrapped around her left thigh.

One thing was clear, they were lost.

"This is... Extremely different..." The taller one said, her wire tail wrapped around the others hand.

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The pair soon arrive at a wide clearing, well traveled by the look of the dirt and grass on the ground making a small path through the area near the trees. The grass is a bit tall here, but what draws the attention is the drone sitting on a large stone that juts out of the ground.

Wavy light brown hair is pulled back into a low pony-tail as his aqua eye-lights focus on the notebook in his hand, a tablet in a black protective case hanging at his side from a cross-body strap for protection. He's wearing a casual green tank top and some brown cargo pants with hiking boots.

"Oh, it's great!" Mo seems happy as he speaks, settled on the couch as he appears to work on some notes. His sketchbook is set down as he grabs a tablet with a green case and types his log in.

"In this system, there's only two planets that have an atmosphere that's habitable for humans. Yttrium-two is a little further from the sun, so it's got a colder climate. There's not really any deserts or tropical places, but there's a couple beaches!"

"There's three settlements here, plus the spaceport where everyone kinda shows up first. The one that I live in with Wisp is called Arrhenia. Hack used to live here, but after what happened he got sent to the furthest one from us called Ekeburg. Otherwise, you have Ytterby which is actually on a coast!"

The drone is smiling as he loads up a couple pictures to look at. "I know our location is a little up in some mountains. There's a couple forests nearby, and during the 'fall' and 'winter' seasons we get a lot of snow, but it's so nice! I love going on walks in the forest. Ekeburg, in contrast, is kind of more of a meadow region with a big river near it. There's a lot of farms in that area."

"Is... Tera." They pointed, tail swaying a little bit. "Is frien... A.K., Boat..." The twins they had drawn were pointed at, though it read clearly the right names, Bolt's having the L that they were unable to say. "Appul..." Bishop was much the same, the letters carefully written out with their shaking fingers instead of the word Apple. "Is... mmm..."

"Did you draw Mr and Mrs Doorman too?" Mo blinked, seeing the drones holding hands. N and Bishop had noticeably fluffy hair drawn on them, while Tera was flying it seemed.

"Mmmm... Yis. Is... famly." They looked at the page and looked over toward Hafiz. "Papa n' me... is... famly."

Hafiz swallowed, smiling and nodding while trying not to cry. Mo, however, seemed to disregard this as he teared up.

"Awe... that's so cute! You're so cute!!" Scraps let out a squeak as they were picked up and hugged. Mo was always careful, though the fact the child got alarmed when they were lifted off the ground here and there was to be expected.

"Is down! Down!"

"Sorry kiddo! Oh, you think you can draw a bug? Or a tree?"