To say it has been a shock to learn that Sophia is pregnant would be an understatement…but life always finds a way, I guess.
On top of that I've been trying to think of the best way to fulfill Supra's wish to have a human alt mode, the knowledge from the Cube offered possible solutions but nothing definitive.
Then there's also the lack of Energon. Luckily I received the Fabricator, and the formula for synth-En, which Mechanical Mastery improved to the point so that there aren't any negative side effects and it can fully sustain her.
Leaving Letty behind in the bedroom with Mia, Sophia and Suki I head to the Garage Bay of the Hauler where I start inputting the designs and chemical compounds of what is needed to fulfill Supra's desire, and maybe make something to try and help keep Sophia and the baby safe.
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3rd PoV Supra
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I really love my dad, and I'm so happy that he loves me too…but I'm really starting to worry about him like my mom's and aunty Sophia are.
He hasn't slept and barely eaten in a week and when anyone tries to enter his lab a drone shoots at them with Night-Night bullets.
And he shouts at us to stay out because the things that he's doing could potentially explode and wipe out him and his lab.
That nearly made Mama Mia and Letty rush in there and drag his dumbass out of there but Sophia calmed them down, she's really good at that stuff she's gonna make a great mom to my little brother or sister.
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MC PoV
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I wake up head on the bench table, the little protoform sleeping soundly in it's cradle, an advanced stasis Energon field cradle.
Looking at the status bar I see that the protoform is ready for spark merging.
Then I take a quick look over and see that the synth weave armor that uses a transformium alloy to absorb and redistribute kinetic energy, it also has polymorphing abilities allowing it to take on the appearance and texture of other things while confirming to whoever is wearing it.
As my hand makes contact with the synth weave…something obvious hits me, 'I never gave Sophia the Mirakuru…no wonder she wound up pregnant!' I express while taking an injection gun from my inventory holding it in my right hand while marching out of my lab with the synth weave clutched in my left.
All the girls gasp as I exit my lab they've rearranged living room furniture to face the lab so they're very close, Mia and Letty start to say something but I can't process it right now I need to endure my baby's and my baby Mama's safety and then solve my little Princesses's problems.
Pressing the barrel of the injection gun to the side of Sophia's arm injecting her with the Mirakuru, as she passes out I gently strip off her clothing and proceed to put her inside of the synth weave armor.
Just as I feel like I can breathe again Sophia is punching me in the stomach I manage to stop myself from crashing through the wall into my lab.
But then Sophia, Mia and Letty are on me. It's a blur. My instincts gained from Grant Ward kick in and I start fighting back.
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3rd PoV Warehouse Living Room
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Brian barely had time to exhale before Sophia's fist slammed into his gut like a sledgehammer. The air rushed out of him in a grunt, his vision momentarily flashing white. He staggered, bracing, but the next strike came from the side.
It's Letty, moving in low with a tight hook toward his ribs.
He twists his body to the side, Grant Ward's CQC training taking over without conscious thought. His right forearm sweeps the punch away, his left hand shooting forward to control Letty's wrist, twisting at the joint while pivoting his hips to send her stumbling past him.
Mia comes in high from behind, but Brian feels her presence, hears the shifting of air.
Brian drops his center of gravity and spin, trapping her attacking arm against his shoulder and guiding her momentum into a smooth throw. She hits the couch cushions with a muffled whump, rolling immediately to recover.
Sophia isn't waiting. She is already moving in close, striking with a sharp elbow aimed at his jaw. Brian parries with his left hand, catches her by the tricep, and tries to execute a shoulder lock. But she slips out with a twist of her own, the synth weave flexing and tightening around her muscles like living armor.
Letty is back and she looks pissed but is actually scared. She comes in with a barrage of low kicks, each one meant to destabilize Brian.
Brian checks the first two with his shin, and absorbs the third into his thigh, and counters with a lightning quick jab/cross combo that she barely blocks in time.
"Guys I don't think Brian is awake right now I think he's sleep fighting." Letty says to Mia and Sophia both nod and Sophia looks even more reluctant to continue this than Mia.
Especially with seeing how Brian's breathing is coming, shorter breaths now, his movements sluggish from the lack of food and sleep.
Mia lunges in again, trying to grapple. Brian drops into a sprawl, catching her neck in the crook of his arm and rolling her into a headlock, but Sophia is already on his back before he can, her arm snaking around his throat.
"Shh Papi, shh let your Cubana Mommy take care of you." Sophia murmurs softly over and over again and somehow it sounds like a gentle nursery hum coming from her like this.
Brian's body reacts on instinct; he shifts his weight, trying to break Sophia's choke while kicking his right leg back to catch Letty's shin before she could sweep him.
But two weeks of running on empty have caught up with his body and it betrays itself.
Letty is able to capitalize, catching his left wrist and yanking it into a joint lock. Mia slides around and pins his legs, and Sophia loosens her hold just enough to keep him still but not enough to cut into his breathing.
In seconds, Brian is down on the floor trapped under the combined weight and sheer stubbornness of three furiously beautiful and competent women.
A massive snore ripping it's way out of Brian as his chest rises and falls hard with every breath, his body slick with sweat it takes being puppy piled by three of his lovers to make Brian stop struggling even in his current state.
Sophia's eyes burn while staring at Brian's fitful sleeping face,"You're done locking yourself away in your lab until you're like this, Papi."
Brian didn't answer. He can't as he's sound asleep.
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