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Things are going slowly but well at Division X and so Hank walks in with a spring in his step that freezes when he sees the changes to Bar. He is not sure what is going on but quickly notices people getting a window popup for them when they approach Bar, so he heads over.

Hello! Welcome to Milliways. Today, Milliways marks the Cybertronian holiday of Cubefall, the anniversary of the day upon which the Allspark first landed on the rocky world that would become Cybertron. Would you like to sample some possible reconfigurations? (y/n)

Intrigued, he touches the y and see his options; a woman who sort of reminds him of Flash Gordon, an animal which sort of looks like a raccoon with red hair, and a robot.

Decisions, decisions.

[OOC: I'm liable to be in and out all day, so open all weekend.]

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Nearby, Fry is arranging some of the lego bricks into a straight line of blue 2 by 4 blobs.

He looks like his normal self, because he doesn't do change.

Hank watches the boy play to learn how the blocks work. (Lego hasn't quite hit the US big in his time yet.)

They snap apart and click together easily. The big bits anyway, the thin flat bits are harder to separate.

Fry pauses to try and break apart some flat two by fours, with a little frustrated noise when he can't.

"Those look very interesting," Hank comments. "Though I guess they can get stuck together. Can you fit your nail between them?"

"No." Fry says. "Please will you help me?"

He holds out the pieces.

"Sure, let me try." And Hank does try. Unfortunately, he tends to keep his nails closely trimmed. Eventually, he does succeed in getting a thumbnail in and pulls the pieces apart.

"Wow, that was much tougher than I expected. They should make a tool to help you," he says as he hands the pieces over."

"Thank you." Fry says, lining the pieces up carefully with his other ones.

"There is a tool but it's for the big bits."

"But the big bits are easier to grasp," Hank replies with a slight frown. He doesn't direct the comment to Fry but that might not be easy to catch.

"Yes." Fry says, "It's silly."

He looks for some more pieces to line up.

Hank watches for a few moments to determine what sizes the boy is looking for and then will join in to look,

"I'm Hank, Hank mcCoy."

"My name is Alexander Jefry Sandhu but I like to be called Fry." Fry says.

He's collecting blue two by four bricks.

A not fully grown palomino colt nudges past him on its way to the outside world.

Hank's eyebrows climb up his face and his jaw drops. He also wonders if that was a patron or not.

Strangest holiday.

William neighs as he doesn't want to step on his feet.

Hank, being a city boy, cringes away from the horse and draws in his limbs. He has no idea what he's done to upset the animal but he hopes it won't bite.

The cringing isn't good so he reaches his nose out and snuffles Hank, its meant to be friendly.

Hank freezes but he twitches at the snuffle and his glasses get knocked asque. In trying to right them, he bumps the picture of the robot on his screen and seeing as how it was each of the selections appealed to him, the Cubefall system accepts his input.

Needless to say, after a brief flash of light, there is now a metal robot where Hank had been.

"One of these days Alice," it says in a monotone voice. "By George!"

William startles, knocking over a stool when the robot appears and whinnies before nudging the robot's head.

"Easy there, boy," Hank says, trying to calm the horse. Confused, he realizes he's not actually saying what he means but seems to be finding the nearest thing to it in audio quotes on his datacore. He holds out his hands to seem less threatening, sees they are more like clamps now and suddenly all the light goes brighter as his optics open wide in surprise. "Oh my stars and garters!"

This is weird even for Cubefall and William nudges one of the hand things with his nose.

"Hello, is it me you're looking for?" the robot says and carefully offers the hand the horse is already curious about. Animals like to smell you to meet you right?

He neighs, he's not looking just trying to be friendly and this is what horses do.

"Let's get out of here," the robot says and slowly rolls back on his tracks. The horse should likely head outside so it doesn't accidently step on someone. "Nothing but open fields as far aa the eye can see."

William whinnies as that's what he was trying to do to start with and trots after the robot without stepping on too much. Once outside, he trots around the robot, even going up on his hind legs to show off.

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