Negotiation, Chapter 3
Well it took forever and a day, but we finally finished another chapter of Negotiation! In which Ratbat is Ratbat, and Sundor is Sundor, and Maggie just wants a good stiff drink. :)
Title: Negotiation, Chapter 3
Author: fractalserpent, hopeofdawn
Rating: R/NC-17 (this chapter is PG-13, though)
Verse: Bayverse/movieverse, with some G1 additions
Characters/Pairing: this chapter--Ratbat, Sundor, and Maggie Madsen
Warnings/Notes:This is an AU off of our 'Sound and Fury' verse, in which the Autobot/Decepticon civil war never happened, and Cybertronians have found *ahem* unique new uses for humans. The rape/noncon archive warning is for the overall themes of this story-verse, which is neck deep in consent issues. We'll continue to use this archive warning on every installment due to the nature of the story-verse. Please heed the warnings if this isn't your thing.
“You go away!” Something clattered.
“I swear to God, Ratbat, if you end up breaking that equipment, you are going to help me weld every last bolt back into place!”
“I’m not going to break it. I know what I’m doing!” Another clatter, and an indignant rattling huff. “And I don’t need your help!”
“Good, ‘cause I’m not going to do anything but kick your little butt when I find you,” Maggie said grimly, clambering awkwardly over another tangle of glowing cables.
Cross-posted to transficsation
Title: Negotiation, Chapter 3
Author: fractalserpent, hopeofdawn
Rating: R/NC-17 (this chapter is PG-13, though)
Verse: Bayverse/movieverse, with some G1 additions
Characters/Pairing: this chapter--Ratbat, Sundor, and Maggie Madsen
Warnings/Notes:This is an AU off of our 'Sound and Fury' verse, in which the Autobot/Decepticon civil war never happened, and Cybertronians have found *ahem* unique new uses for humans. The rape/noncon archive warning is for the overall themes of this story-verse, which is neck deep in consent issues. We'll continue to use this archive warning on every installment due to the nature of the story-verse. Please heed the warnings if this isn't your thing.
“You go away!” Something clattered.
“I swear to God, Ratbat, if you end up breaking that equipment, you are going to help me weld every last bolt back into place!”
“I’m not going to break it. I know what I’m doing!” Another clatter, and an indignant rattling huff. “And I don’t need your help!”
“Good, ‘cause I’m not going to do anything but kick your little butt when I find you,” Maggie said grimly, clambering awkwardly over another tangle of glowing cables.
Cross-posted to transficsation