A few very hasty Drabbles
So cos tirya56 and I have been in kind of a fic-rut lately (me more than her) we decided to challenge each other with a couple of prompts and quick drabbles.
Dear lord, I'm SO RUSTY at this. Not my best work by a long shot. I can do a lot better than this; I HAVE DONE a lot better than this, but this will have to suffice for now, so here you go:
Royalty
Characters: Hound, Steeljaw
Rating: G
Summary: cub-Steeljaw tries a bit of re-enactment.
The slightly high-pitched snarl that came from above made Hound jump as he walked out of the Ark one sunny morning. Turning around and looking up, he saw the young, newly-created Cassette standing on an outcrop of the mountainside.
“Steeljaw, what are you doing up there?” he asked. “That’s quite high up and a bit dangerous y’know.”
“Roaring,” the young cat replied. “I’m a lion.”
“I… see that,” Hound said slowly as he started to make his way up to where the other was. “Why are you roaring?”
Steeljaw tilted his head as he watched the tracker reach his position. “To scare hyenas of course.”
“Hyenas…” Suddenly it all made sense to Hound. “Jazz let you watch the Lion King, didn’t he?”
“Uh huh.” Steeljaw’s optics were bright. “I’m a lion! I’m king, too!”
Fighting down a chuckle, Hound reached over and gently picked up the Cassette. “Alright, Your Highness, I’m pretty sure you’ve scared off all the hyenas within the 3-mile radius. Blaster’s looking for you.”
Steeljaw settled in Hound’s arms. “And then we watch Lion King again.”
Hound sighed fondly. “Whatever you say, Your Highness.”
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Dive
Characters: Silverbolt, Raoul, Skyfire
Rating: G
Summary: Raoul tries to help with Silverbolt's fear of heights
“Are you sure humans do this for fun?!”
“Amongst other things. Why are you so nervous, man, you’re a freakin’ Concorde!”
“Did Tracks happen to leave out my fear of heights?”
“Are you serious? A jet with a fear of heights?”
“Can we please get this over with Raoul?”
“We’re at altitude now, so whenever you’re ready, you can jump,” Skyfire, their transport, announced. “And best of luck.”
Silverbolt glanced nervously through the open door and winced. It was so high up. “Are you sure this will hold me?”
“Wheeljack tested it personally. You’ll be fine,” Skyfire said kindly. “And I’ll be right here to catch you if it doesn’t work. Remember, no transforming.”
“C’mon!” Raoul tugged on the Aerialbot leader’s hand and then lept through the opening.
Cursing himself for even considering it, Silverbolt counted to three, and jumped. Later he’d swear it was the wind roaring in his audio sensors that he heard, not himself screaming as he saw the ground in the distance rushing up to meet him. Just below him, a flash of color caught his optic as Raoul deployed his parachute, and Silverbolt quickly scrambled to pull the string of his own.
Just like that, his free-fall to the ground slowed as the canopy ballooned above him, and Silverbolt sighed in relief as he maneuvered his parachute to the designated landing spot.
Maybe he could do this flying thing after all, as long as he knew he’d always have someone who wouldn’t let him fall.
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Shy
Characters: Streetwise, Rewind
Rating: G
Summary: Streets finds a bit of a kindred spirit in young-Rewind.
Streetwise paused in his browsing of the shelves of the small library of sorts in the Ark, sensing he was not alone. Sensors on alert he looked around for anyone who might be hiding and spotted a flash of white disappear behind another shelf a little further away.
He let himself relax a little bit and started towards the shelf quietly, not wanting to spook whoever it was into making a run for it before he had the chance to properly identify him.
He needn’t have worried. As he neared the shelf, he heard a yelp, followed by the clatter of a stack of datapads falling and he rounded the corner to see a little black-and-white mech sit up amidst a scattering of datapads. He let out a little gasp at the sight of the big Protectobot and tried to scramble away.
“Hey, whoa!” Streetwise said softly. “It’s alright. I’m a friend. You’re one of Blaster’s new little guys aren’t you?”
The smaller mech nodded. “Rewind.”
“I’m Streetwise, or just Streets for short. Need some help there?” He extended a hand.
The Cassette looked at it, hesitating. The mech was a lot bigger than him and he wasn’t used to being talked to by all the big ones except for Blaster.
“I’m not gonna hurt you,” Streetwise coaxed.
The mech seemed kindly enough, Rewind figured, so took the mech’s hand and was gently helped to his feet. As soon as he was standing though, he shrank back a little again.
He’s just shy, Streetwise realized and bent to help him pick up the scattered datapads. “So you like to read, too, huh?” he asked casually.
The little Cassette perked up a bit. “Oh, yes. Reading is fun. Studies have shown reading helps to improve memory and vocabulary.”
Streetwise chuckled. “I see. I didn’t know that. Well I like to read, too, and some of my favorite books are mysteries.” He placed the datapads back on the shelf. “Why don’t I show you some of my favorites and you can check them out. Then if you ever happen to come across any like it, you could recommend me some?”
“Oh… me? Help you?” There was a keen eagerness in his voice. “I would love that.”
“C’mon then, let me show you.”
This time when Streetwise held out his hand again, Rewind took it without hesitation.
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*** On another note, for those awaiting the last chapter of "Seeing and Believing" I apologize for the long delay. My laptop, where I'd been typing in the last chapter, up and died on me at the start of this month and I've been surviving on my little netbook till I can get a new one. I did manage to save what was on the old hard-drive but haven't been able to access it on the netbook cos there's a lot of data in it - a bit too much for my 1GB RAM netbook to take at the moment.
So I ask for your patience till I can get a new laptop so I can finish typing it in.
Dear lord, I'm SO RUSTY at this. Not my best work by a long shot. I can do a lot better than this; I HAVE DONE a lot better than this, but this will have to suffice for now, so here you go:
Royalty
Characters: Hound, Steeljaw
Rating: G
Summary: cub-Steeljaw tries a bit of re-enactment.
The slightly high-pitched snarl that came from above made Hound jump as he walked out of the Ark one sunny morning. Turning around and looking up, he saw the young, newly-created Cassette standing on an outcrop of the mountainside.
“Steeljaw, what are you doing up there?” he asked. “That’s quite high up and a bit dangerous y’know.”
“Roaring,” the young cat replied. “I’m a lion.”
“I… see that,” Hound said slowly as he started to make his way up to where the other was. “Why are you roaring?”
Steeljaw tilted his head as he watched the tracker reach his position. “To scare hyenas of course.”
“Hyenas…” Suddenly it all made sense to Hound. “Jazz let you watch the Lion King, didn’t he?”
“Uh huh.” Steeljaw’s optics were bright. “I’m a lion! I’m king, too!”
Fighting down a chuckle, Hound reached over and gently picked up the Cassette. “Alright, Your Highness, I’m pretty sure you’ve scared off all the hyenas within the 3-mile radius. Blaster’s looking for you.”
Steeljaw settled in Hound’s arms. “And then we watch Lion King again.”
Hound sighed fondly. “Whatever you say, Your Highness.”
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Dive
Characters: Silverbolt, Raoul, Skyfire
Rating: G
Summary: Raoul tries to help with Silverbolt's fear of heights
“Are you sure humans do this for fun?!”
“Amongst other things. Why are you so nervous, man, you’re a freakin’ Concorde!”
“Did Tracks happen to leave out my fear of heights?”
“Are you serious? A jet with a fear of heights?”
“Can we please get this over with Raoul?”
“We’re at altitude now, so whenever you’re ready, you can jump,” Skyfire, their transport, announced. “And best of luck.”
Silverbolt glanced nervously through the open door and winced. It was so high up. “Are you sure this will hold me?”
“Wheeljack tested it personally. You’ll be fine,” Skyfire said kindly. “And I’ll be right here to catch you if it doesn’t work. Remember, no transforming.”
“C’mon!” Raoul tugged on the Aerialbot leader’s hand and then lept through the opening.
Cursing himself for even considering it, Silverbolt counted to three, and jumped. Later he’d swear it was the wind roaring in his audio sensors that he heard, not himself screaming as he saw the ground in the distance rushing up to meet him. Just below him, a flash of color caught his optic as Raoul deployed his parachute, and Silverbolt quickly scrambled to pull the string of his own.
Just like that, his free-fall to the ground slowed as the canopy ballooned above him, and Silverbolt sighed in relief as he maneuvered his parachute to the designated landing spot.
Maybe he could do this flying thing after all, as long as he knew he’d always have someone who wouldn’t let him fall.
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Shy
Characters: Streetwise, Rewind
Rating: G
Summary: Streets finds a bit of a kindred spirit in young-Rewind.
Streetwise paused in his browsing of the shelves of the small library of sorts in the Ark, sensing he was not alone. Sensors on alert he looked around for anyone who might be hiding and spotted a flash of white disappear behind another shelf a little further away.
He let himself relax a little bit and started towards the shelf quietly, not wanting to spook whoever it was into making a run for it before he had the chance to properly identify him.
He needn’t have worried. As he neared the shelf, he heard a yelp, followed by the clatter of a stack of datapads falling and he rounded the corner to see a little black-and-white mech sit up amidst a scattering of datapads. He let out a little gasp at the sight of the big Protectobot and tried to scramble away.
“Hey, whoa!” Streetwise said softly. “It’s alright. I’m a friend. You’re one of Blaster’s new little guys aren’t you?”
The smaller mech nodded. “Rewind.”
“I’m Streetwise, or just Streets for short. Need some help there?” He extended a hand.
The Cassette looked at it, hesitating. The mech was a lot bigger than him and he wasn’t used to being talked to by all the big ones except for Blaster.
“I’m not gonna hurt you,” Streetwise coaxed.
The mech seemed kindly enough, Rewind figured, so took the mech’s hand and was gently helped to his feet. As soon as he was standing though, he shrank back a little again.
He’s just shy, Streetwise realized and bent to help him pick up the scattered datapads. “So you like to read, too, huh?” he asked casually.
The little Cassette perked up a bit. “Oh, yes. Reading is fun. Studies have shown reading helps to improve memory and vocabulary.”
Streetwise chuckled. “I see. I didn’t know that. Well I like to read, too, and some of my favorite books are mysteries.” He placed the datapads back on the shelf. “Why don’t I show you some of my favorites and you can check them out. Then if you ever happen to come across any like it, you could recommend me some?”
“Oh… me? Help you?” There was a keen eagerness in his voice. “I would love that.”
“C’mon then, let me show you.”
This time when Streetwise held out his hand again, Rewind took it without hesitation.
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*** On another note, for those awaiting the last chapter of "Seeing and Believing" I apologize for the long delay. My laptop, where I'd been typing in the last chapter, up and died on me at the start of this month and I've been surviving on my little netbook till I can get a new one. I did manage to save what was on the old hard-drive but haven't been able to access it on the netbook cos there's a lot of data in it - a bit too much for my 1GB RAM netbook to take at the moment.
So I ask for your patience till I can get a new laptop so I can finish typing it in.