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[It feels like forever since Arcee last stepped foot in Hospitown, in fact she's kind of surprised it looks exactly how she remembers it. Surely they could have expanded while she was gone. All...four or so days. To be fair, it didn't feel like four days to her. But what was she expecting after leaving the Digital World? Normalcy? Well that's just stupid.

After a short period of adjusting back to the wonderful world of breathing, Arcee finds herself at the cafe, enjoying whatever fancy coffee she could afford. If she's going to have to be human again, she might as well live it up and abuse her sense of taste.

As she sits at the cute little table, she opens her comm only to be greeted with messages. Lots of messages. There has never been a time where she has ever received so many messages. At once.

Time to make video.]

What is wrong with all of you?

[And by 'you' she mostly means Bee. He's the one who flooded her the most. Actually, now that she thinks about it, is her team still here? She can't even remember what they looked like as humans, it's been awhile.

Maybe she should look for her Digimon, while she's at it. Last she recalls, they're kind of important. ...After coffee.]

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[As always when it comes to Wheeljack shenanigans, an eyebrow is raised. Although it does take her a second to figure out that this is, in fact, Wheeljack. It isn't until You says his name does her eyebrow raise become the result of something else.]

Are you really telling me it's only been four days?

[She should've figured, at least that would explain the lack of change. ...Wait a minute.]

Why were you worried if it's only been four days? Two weeks maybe, but I can take care of myself. I've been on missions longer than- What did you do to my couch?

[Those eyes flick away for a moment. Yeah, it'd only been four days, but that was without warning, during a bad time and in an area he still didn't know the specifics of. He trusted her, but he distrusted this place more.]

's not like I knew where you were.

He stayed there, keeping an eye on your Digimon! He's been worried sick since you two fought!

Shut up, You.

What? Everyone was...

And then I was right here this whole time!

[As if out of nowhere, Sprocket shows up sitting next to Arcee, sipping on a milk box. Arcee gives him a casual glance before looking back into the feed. No, this doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest and she questions nothing. Arcee welcomes her randomly appearing tapir overlords.]

So much for keeping an eye on them.

[What about fighting? She doesn't seem to care about fighting.]

...

Oh, he's good. Hi babycakes!!

[You know what, Wheeljack won't even question it. Bigger and better things to deal with.]

...He doesn't count. [Ahem.] So.

[So.]

Think I can meet up with ya?

Actually, I count ten times over. Guess you're just awful at everything you do. [beat] HEY BABY! Gimme some of that sugar!!

[With a roll of her eyes, Arcee shoves Sprocket out of the feed's view and scoots over so she can have it all to herself.]

Unless you're banned from the cafe, I don't see why not.

Please don't tell me you're banned.

[Yes, thank you, Arcee. That's a load of headache immediately alleviated. You're so magical, baby.]

Heh, not yet. Believe it or not, I've been behaving.

[Well, since his fuckup.]

I'll head on over.

[From her tone alone, he already feels the weight off his chest. Did she just...forgive him while she was gone?]

A Wrecker behaving. I'll believe it when I see it.

[She takes a rather dismissive sip of her coffee. Either way, both her and Sprocket will wait right there for him. The two have catching up to do anyway.]

[A small smirk before he cuts the feed, heading down to meet her at the coffee shop. The whole idea of a cafe actually seemed foreign to him. What is the coffee?

You tags along at his feet, only to visit Sprocket if anything, when he enters through the door. The jingle sounding from the bell.

It doesn't take long for him to spot her, grabbing a black coffee while he's at it (it looked like tar...) and sliding into the adjacent seat.]

Hey.

[Arcee doesn't look up from her coffee when Wheeljack jingles in, Sprocket still sitting next to her slurping obnoxiously from his milk box. It's everything you'd expect from a grown woman and her tapir.

When he sits down next, Arcee takes another sip from her coffee. There's only one way to properly greet him.]

So where's Solus?

[Yeah, definitely seems like the norm. Or at least, Wheeljack won't question it.

You seems to spring up into his lap to settle herself, pulling the coffee towards her for the first sip. That's right--ladies first.]

Left her with Him. And what I thought was Sprocket.

[Pointed look at the tapir, go.]

Wheeljack this tastes like tar.

Good.

[It's then that Arcee finally glances away from her coffee and looks at Wheeljack.]

I was gone for four days...and you didn't think my partner would want to see me. You're really good at this watching thing, aren't you?

[This, of course, gets a roar of laughter out of Sprocket.]

It's like he can never win!! Ahahahaha!!

[He pounds the table a few times as he tries to catch his breath. Oh Wheeljack, never stop being his favorite doof.]

[His eyes cast down to his coffee, trying his best not to flip. Which was really hard by the way, considering his temper. But that's okay, he has a bunny to do that for him.]

Arcee, he's been all over town trying to find you. You're...you're--

[Those ears fold back.]

You could have gone to see her too, you know. Instead of ordering coffee!

Your rabbit's yelling at me, Wheeljack.

[sip]

Tune her out, it's what I do.

[He takes a sip of his own coffee. It did taste like tar, honestly, but it's got some kind of bitter aftertaste that makes him keep drinking.]

W-What?! But--

[A hand goes on top of her head, pressing down on it to put her head on the table.]

She's back. That's all.

You should've brought Solus, that's all I'm saying.

[Her coffee is flavored to the point where it barely tastes like coffee anymore. She assumes the more stuff it has in it, the fancier the drink is. Tastes pretty fancy to her, anyway. Not to mention it's the best way to break in the taste buds.]

[Meanwhile, back at the apartment.]

H-Hello...?

Ah...yeah. My bad.

[Because this is not what he wants to do right now. And it shows, with those bags under his eyes and the way he rubs his face.]

Figured you'd want to go home right away.

[Him peeks out from under Wheeljack's blanket on the couch, looking over at Solus.]

I'm here, Solus.

Although I wonder what is taking Wheeljack so long...he said he'd be right back.

Except, you know, I had no idea where home was.

[Not that she'd call anywhere here "home" to begin with. Cybertron is home.]

It felt like I was gone way longer than four days, Wheeljack. Was kind of a lot to take in all at once again. Won't lie, I'm a lot less stable than I'm pretending to be right now.

...No, I didn't know.

[Which is why he was worried, Arcee.]

Doesn't matter, though. Like I said, you're back--

[His bandaged hand brushes over hers a minute, eyebrows perked. Time to show what you've learned.]

--and I'm here.

[She looks up at him rather quickly the moment his hand brushes hers. Oh, hello there. That's right, they were in a relationship, weren't they?]

...You sure are.

[Although they were close back home, it never evolved into anything serious. Not yet, anyway. The sudden realization that Wheeljack is not only here for her, but something more kind of hits her like a good punch in the face.]

[Just hearing that validation gets a sigh out of him, like he's been holding that in the whole time she's been gone. A small smile forms as his eyes flick up, almost gently.]

Was a pretty long four days, 'Cee.

[...Okay, that gets a small smile out of her.]

We're Cybertronian, Wheeljack. Sooner or later you're gonna realize those four days were barely a blink.

Can't wait til that feelin' sinks in. Bein' a human for so long, ya start keepin' track of time like em. I hate it.

[A small joke, as he takes another sip of his coffee.]

So...where did you end up?

[Forgive her if she looks down for a moment. Despite the sadness in her eyes, that is definitely a happy smile on her face. It's like she's recalling a happy memory, something worth holding on to.]

...Home.

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