Datalog: The Lost Files

𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐: 𝚂𝙸𝚇

𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐: 𝚂𝚒𝚡

𝑷𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅?

"The pits,"

𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕...𝒔𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈...

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Elita hadn't stopped pacing. Back and forth as she bit at the tips of her digits. Their Carrier had come earlier that night and told them what happened in being instead of over their bond.

But instead of easing their worries, the triplets were more upset. Though, Elita was the only one physically expressing her worry.

Chromia was watching her sister pace back and forth but was silently drifting into space every once in a while. Silently...untill Elita started talking.

"I know she said they were fine. But- should Nexus really be coming back? As much as I want to see her, how is she going to survive her classes? I don't like this." She muttered. Chromia rolled her optics after catching only half of the rant, but both femmes jumped at the sound of Arcee's soft yelp.

They looked towards her to see their sister standing on a chair, trying to reach a higher datapad shelf.

"Arcee!" Elita exclaimed while rushing up behind her.

"What?"

"What are you doing!? We dont need you in the medical center either!" She scolded while holding the femmes legs steady while she continued to search.

"I'm fine, just-about...there- aha!" She exclaimed while slipping one into her grip. Elita sighed in relief but didn't let go of Arcee until she was standing on the floor again.

"This must be it! Its the only unmarked datapad up there." She stated while trying to turn it on.

"What are you talking about?" Chromia asked as they watched Arcee sit down on her own berth.

"Ive seen Nexus writing before, I just wanted to see...if I was right?" she mumbled but avoided her sisters glares.

"Arcee, if Nexus has a personal Datapad. Its not going to be randomly sitting on a shelf." Elita sighed. Arcee ignored her though and continued to open up the datapad, only for it to come up empty.

"Scrap," she whispered. Elita rolled her optics while Chromia laughed.

"We told you,"  She taunted. Arcee turned the datapad back off just as the door started to open.

All three helms turned to see Nexus limping her way into the room.

"Don't ask, i just want to survive the day. We can talk tonight." She whispered before grabbing a datapad from under her berth and tucking it under her arm and retreating back towards the door.

Arcees intake dropped and she shot a servo in Nexus's direction as she looked towards Elita.

:: TOLD you!:: she protested as the femmes sighed.

:: We never said she didnt have one!:: Chromia retorted. Arcee stuck her glossa out towards her but Elita pushed her shoulder, making Cee stop.