Son in pieces, part 3

Yesterday, MINIMCOM had converted his starship form into a gigantic construction robot a la Transformers in order to rebuild his son. Today, we see the completion of the process:

     Piece by piece, MINIMCOM repeated the procedure one section at a time until he had assembled a facsimile of the fractured form of the little spaceship. It reminded Rei of scenes he had seen when the NTSB took the wreckage of a plane crash and reconstructed the original plane in a hanger somewhere.
     The gigantic thing that had been MINIMCOM carefully, lovingly, stroked each fragment, using parts of his own “flesh” to meld the sections together. Slowly but surely, what had been individual pieces flowed together forming a larger and larger structure. Once Junior was whole enough, he was able to complete the rest of the restoration himself. Finally, when all the sections had been joined, the MINIMCOM creature lifted the front of his son up into the air and inserted the front landing gear. He then repeated the action in the back. At last it was done. Junior was back.
     With a whoosh and a pop, a small slate-gray livetar appeared and walked over to where Rei and Rome were standing.
     “Hello, Auntie Rome, Onclare Rei,” he said, raising his hand as if nothing had ever happened.
     Rome reached over and hugged the little shell. Rei patted him on the head. While they were greeting him, the huge MINIMCOM creature returned to his previous position on the grassy field. He bent at his “waist” until the front portion was resting on the ground. He activated his front EG lifter and extruded his front landing strut. The arms retracted and the wings returned to their position in the rear. The two conical “legs” flowed together to form a larger cylinder, part of the fuselage. It only took a few minutes more and MINIMCOM had completely reversed his robotic transformation. Now there were two starships sitting in the field, side by side, father and son. With another whoosh and pop, MINIMCOM’s livetar appeared and came over to his son.
     “How do you feel?” he asked.
     “I’m not sure how it’s possible but I think I’m sore,” Junior replied. “Even so, you did a great job, Dad. My airframe seems completely intact. With each passing minute, I’m feeling stronger. I think I’ll be OK.”
     “So what happened?” Rei asked him. “How did you get like that?”

Tomorrow, we will get the story of what transpired when Aason and his grandparents arrived on Earth.