[IDW] Marry Me - Bonus Scene
Universe: IDW, MTMTE
Characters this chapter: Ratchet, Drift, Ultra Magnus/Swerve, Rewind, Tailgate
Now with 100% more Ratchet.
Commission Gift Fic for nothumanafterall.
Marry Me - Bonus Scene
Ratchet could not believe his audials. Beside him, Drift was trying - and failing - to hide his laughter.
“You did what?” Ratchet asked.
“It's a really good story,” Swerve said with a giggle. He was almost obscenely happy, Ratchet noticed. It was a little weird.
“I have most if it on film,” Rewind piped up.
“It was the only option.” Tailgate nodded sagely and clasped his hands under his chin. “Isn't it romantic?”
“No.” Ratchet scowled and shook his head. “It's fragging stupid.”
Ultra Magnus bristled, every inch of him, as he sat there with Swerve perched on his lap and a dopey smile on his face. “I beg your pardon?”
“Why didn't you just tell them Rodimus was a Prime? That he was legally incapable of taking another throne?” Ratchet demanded, incredulity growing with every passing moment. “It should have immediately disqualified him by law of the Galactic Council!”
Every last one of those dumb afts blinked at him. Even Ultra Magnus, who should have known better, looked surprised and perplexed.
“Why... didn't you think of that?” Rewind was the first to venture as he planted his hands on his hips. “Aren't you supposed to have all the rules memorized or something?”
“Um.” Ultra Magnus blinked.
It was the first time Ratchet had ever seen him flabbergasted.
“To be fair, it was Rodimus' idea,” Swerve jumped in to say, eager to defend his conjunx enduraand wow, that was really blowing Ratchet's mind.
Ratchet rolled his optics. “Right. Because listening to Rodimus' solutions has always been the smarter course of action.”
Silence. Embarrassed silence.
“Um,” Ultra Magnus said.
Ratchet sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Next to him, Drift forewent his restraint and burst into gales of laughter, tipping out of his chair.
That's it. No more adventures. Ratchet couldn't leave these fools alone anymore. See what they did without him?
Granted, Ultra Magnus and Swerve were cute together and ridiculously affectionate and were surprisingly well-matched. It was a happy outcome to something that could have gone so terribly wrong.
Still.
Ratchet wasn't leaving these idiots again anytime soon.
Obviously, he was the only voice of reason around here. These kids needed looking after. Sadly, he was the only one who could do it.
Funny how he really didn't seem to mind.
THE END
a/n: Annnnnd now it's over. Phew.
This was one wild ride from start to finish. I didn't know if I was capable of pulling of a romantic comedy with this pairing, but I am quite proud of what I accomplished. I hope you all enjoyed as well. ^_^
Feel free to leave a comment, tell me what you think, if you liked.
And I'll see you in the next fic. Whatever it happens to be. ^_^
Thanks for reading! This entry was originally posted at http://dracoqueen22.dreamwidth.org/315820.html. Feel free to comment wherever you find most convenient.
Characters this chapter: Ratchet, Drift, Ultra Magnus/Swerve, Rewind, Tailgate
Now with 100% more Ratchet.
Commission Gift Fic for nothumanafterall.
Marry Me - Bonus Scene
Ratchet could not believe his audials. Beside him, Drift was trying - and failing - to hide his laughter.
“You did what?” Ratchet asked.
“It's a really good story,” Swerve said with a giggle. He was almost obscenely happy, Ratchet noticed. It was a little weird.
“I have most if it on film,” Rewind piped up.
“It was the only option.” Tailgate nodded sagely and clasped his hands under his chin. “Isn't it romantic?”
“No.” Ratchet scowled and shook his head. “It's fragging stupid.”
Ultra Magnus bristled, every inch of him, as he sat there with Swerve perched on his lap and a dopey smile on his face. “I beg your pardon?”
“Why didn't you just tell them Rodimus was a Prime? That he was legally incapable of taking another throne?” Ratchet demanded, incredulity growing with every passing moment. “It should have immediately disqualified him by law of the Galactic Council!”
Every last one of those dumb afts blinked at him. Even Ultra Magnus, who should have known better, looked surprised and perplexed.
“Why... didn't you think of that?” Rewind was the first to venture as he planted his hands on his hips. “Aren't you supposed to have all the rules memorized or something?”
“Um.” Ultra Magnus blinked.
It was the first time Ratchet had ever seen him flabbergasted.
“To be fair, it was Rodimus' idea,” Swerve jumped in to say, eager to defend his conjunx enduraand wow, that was really blowing Ratchet's mind.
Ratchet rolled his optics. “Right. Because listening to Rodimus' solutions has always been the smarter course of action.”
Silence. Embarrassed silence.
“Um,” Ultra Magnus said.
Ratchet sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Next to him, Drift forewent his restraint and burst into gales of laughter, tipping out of his chair.
That's it. No more adventures. Ratchet couldn't leave these fools alone anymore. See what they did without him?
Granted, Ultra Magnus and Swerve were cute together and ridiculously affectionate and were surprisingly well-matched. It was a happy outcome to something that could have gone so terribly wrong.
Still.
Ratchet wasn't leaving these idiots again anytime soon.
Obviously, he was the only voice of reason around here. These kids needed looking after. Sadly, he was the only one who could do it.
Funny how he really didn't seem to mind.
THE END
a/n: Annnnnd now it's over. Phew.
This was one wild ride from start to finish. I didn't know if I was capable of pulling of a romantic comedy with this pairing, but I am quite proud of what I accomplished. I hope you all enjoyed as well. ^_^
Feel free to leave a comment, tell me what you think, if you liked.
And I'll see you in the next fic. Whatever it happens to be. ^_^
Thanks for reading! This entry was originally posted at http://dracoqueen22.dreamwidth.org/315820.html. Feel free to comment wherever you find most convenient.