Advent #14: Beastie
Title: Beastie
Fandom: Transformers G1
Characters: Swindle, Brawl, Blitzwing
Classification: Het
Rating: G
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Swindle absolutely seethed. He'd come back from Cybertron with some brilliant new shells in among his haul of goods, and what did he find when he went to show them off to Brawl? Her and Blitzwing. Eyeing each other with a certain admiration that said a lot about how hands-on their next sparring match was going to get.
Brawl had barely paid attention to the new shells. She'd just patted his head and called him Stumpy, then went back to that- that- winged tank! Be-winged and be-turreted and actually successful at overthrowing Megatron, even if it only lasted for a day. He hadn't wound up with his brain in a box, the slagsucker.
He wanted to whine at someone about it, but he knew Vortex was the only person who'd understand why this was such a big deal. Blast Off would just point out, rightly, that most of the time he complained about Brawl's attentions and now he was complaining because the strong, frighteningly angry tank female was focussing on someone else?
Yep, he definitely was. Blitzwing was a terrible choice of guy. He'd just use her. Forever. C'mon, the guy shagged Starscream! Totally the wrong kind of guy.
He should get Vortex to do a glue-gun shot across the face of that smirky triple-changer. Wouldn't really help, but it'd make him feel better.
End
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Fandom: Transformers G1
Characters: Swindle, Brawl, Blitzwing
Classification: Het
Rating: G
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Swindle absolutely seethed. He'd come back from Cybertron with some brilliant new shells in among his haul of goods, and what did he find when he went to show them off to Brawl? Her and Blitzwing. Eyeing each other with a certain admiration that said a lot about how hands-on their next sparring match was going to get.
Brawl had barely paid attention to the new shells. She'd just patted his head and called him Stumpy, then went back to that- that- winged tank! Be-winged and be-turreted and actually successful at overthrowing Megatron, even if it only lasted for a day. He hadn't wound up with his brain in a box, the slagsucker.
He wanted to whine at someone about it, but he knew Vortex was the only person who'd understand why this was such a big deal. Blast Off would just point out, rightly, that most of the time he complained about Brawl's attentions and now he was complaining because the strong, frighteningly angry tank female was focussing on someone else?
Yep, he definitely was. Blitzwing was a terrible choice of guy. He'd just use her. Forever. C'mon, the guy shagged Starscream! Totally the wrong kind of guy.
He should get Vortex to do a glue-gun shot across the face of that smirky triple-changer. Wouldn't really help, but it'd make him feel better.
End
(Today's fandom and situation brought to you by dunmurderin. To suggest tomorrow's flashfic, comment on this entry.)