On your face, get there! Too slow! Jumping jacks, begin!
So I'm back from the camp of the boot and the journey has begun. Being so long away from computers and stories and time to actually think up new stuff, I feel a bit deprived. So to steal from Jo's meme, I'd like to offer the Alphabet! And P-bots. Can't forget the P-bots
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First Aid just giggled. “But it’s true! That one looks like Blades!” Another set of laughter from them both.
“Well what about that one?” Groove asked, pointing to another cloud. The sparkling laying next to him on the grass thought for a moment, running through his databases to find something that looked close to the shape of that cloud.
“Um… a kitty! See the ears?” He pointed up and traced the cat within the cloud. Beside him his brother chuckled and nodded.
“I see it. Hm… that one looks like a big tree, doncha think?”
“A tree?” the little red and white sparkling tilted his head and giggled. “I think it looks like a balloon!”
Another set of giggles.
“Hn… this time next year, they gonna be seeing warships and weapons?”
“Oh hush, Ratch, you’re being too cheerful.” Wheeljack’s headfins flashed a cheerful light blue. “It’s not like they’re two days old or anything.”
The CMO snorted softly from his spot on a rock as they looked after the two sparklings. The young ones had begged their caretakers and creators to let them outside and see the world around them. Unable to resist two sets of large bright optics, Ratchet and Wheeljack had given in and gone for a short walk. “Two days old now… but in a few months they’re going to have to earn their keep. They won’t be like this forever you know, ‘Jack.” Was that regret in his voice?
Wheeljack shrugged and looked at the youngsters. “They have 82 days until that day, and I intend on letting them enjoy each and every one. The Aerialbots and Dinobots didn’t have it… these guys are. I’m gonna make sure of it.”
His friend sighed, looking over the little medic-to-be. The one for whom he’d written the prayer to Vector Sigma and the one he’d claimed as his own personal sparkling, Optimus’ commission be slagged. “I’m just not sure what will happen when they learn life isn’t about kitties and trees and balloons.”
“Oh I’m not worried about these two,” the engineer said as he looked at their creations fondly. “These two are our dreamers… they’ll always find good in this world.”
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I love Ratchet's possessiveness of Aid, and the bit about their creation - that Ratchet wrote the prayer to Vector Sigma. And Wheeljack's last line is just perfect! Love it so very much <33333333333 ^__^
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