Reunions, Past sons returning home

[Jet]

Heat just clung to Bubbz more and giggled. "Okay big bro. Let's go then." He paused a moment, then he looked at Bubbleman again. "Big bro? Are we all gonna sit together? I wanna sit with you and the rest of my brothers..."

[Proto Stryker]

Drillman fell on his rear end as Hardman pushed him back. He attempted to stand, but spun around a few times before falling back over.

"Urp... gimme a minute and I'll be right with you guys!" he said dizzily.

[Indy]

"We can." Bubbleman said. "I hope they saved a seat for us. I wonder who will be all at the place, though." The Scuba Diver said. "I'm kinda hungry myself." Though, The Scuba Diver didn't wanna admit he was hungry. His stomach emitted a growl as he gave an innocent look.

[Zymeth]

Metal couldn't help but chuckle a little, walking close next to Bubble. "Th-thanks for taking us to eat too, heheh..." Metal said, quietly, patting Heat on the head. He wasn't that hungry, but he wanted nothing more than to just stay near his brothers. Things've been so hectic lately, it was good to see someone else willing to take care of Heat too, not that he minded.

[Jet]

Heat clung to Metal's hand a bit as they walked. "Yeah! Thank you, Bubble!", the runt said as he cuddled again. With that, he curled up a bit and relaxed in Bubb's arms as the headed for the Dining room.

[Indy]

Spike gave Drillman a poke as he tilted his head.

"Uncle Hardman. Is Uncle Drill gonna be okay? 'Cause he's staggerin' like a drunken man or somethin'."

OOC: I guess Bubble, MEtal and Heat can head off to "Dinner Planes now."

[Proto Stryker]

OOC: lololol Dinner Planes

Drill steadied himself. "Woo, never been that dizzy in my life! Alright, maybe we should head on. We don't want to be the last one lazin' around here, after all." He started to make his way towards the dining hall. "Man, I never reckoned you had such good reflexes, Hard!" The russo-tunneler shook his head in an attempt to restore equilibrium.

[Indy]

"So..." SPike started to say. "Anythin' else?" HE asked. "It would be vert wesome to wear drills on yer hands like Uncle Drill!" he bosted.

[Shade Man]

"You get in as many bar fights as I you pick things up." Hard Man says.

"Heh...I bet I could do better." Crash Man crosses his arms.

"Oh really?" Hard Man smiles. "Why don't you join in on this then showboat?"

"Someone should show you kids how it's done." Crash Man says.

[Proto Stryker]

With a look of confusion, Drill turned to Crashman. "What, you think I was honestly tryin'!?" He managed to puff his chest out in defiance. "I could take the lummox down if I really wanted t'! I just don' wanna make either of ya look bad!"

He wasn't really attempting to insult Hardman by saying he could bring him down. It was more a matter of pride than anything, but whether that would translate well to the other two was up in the air.