Fic-Transformers G1 - Boredom
First off, I do not see these two as a real pair, but, both are quite similar, and would probably have no problem sharing a berth for fun now and then. AJremix, I blame you for this, you mentioned it in one of your fics and it wouldn't leave me alone.
Title: Boredom
Rating: M (Hun, I GOT this account to post all my Mature fics)
Characters: Topspin, Airraid
Summary: Airraid is bored, Topspin is bored. Guess what happens.
Airraid sauntered through the hall boredly. Talk about a waste of life; nobody to play with, no havoc to wreak, no missions to fly, just a whole day of exploring the halls ahead of him. For joy. He was pulled out of his reverie by the sound of someone running, and was promptly bowled over when a blue and white mech about twice his weight ran past him.
“HEY!”
The mech skidded to a stop and looked around. “Oh... oops. Y’alright Airraid?”
Shaking his head to clear it, Airraid looked up at the other mech, recognizing him the instant his head cleared. “Topspin? Dude, warn me next time.”
“Sorry…” Topspin didn’t look the least bit apologetic. “Nice reactions by the way.”
“Very funny,” Snapped Airraid, his earlier grouchy mood returning. “My sensor net’s on the fritz and Ratchet can’t look at it cause he’s busy. I ain’t allowed out till it’s fixed.”
“Ouch…” Topspin flinched; he’d been around flyers enough to know that being grounded made them stir-crazy. “Want me to take a look later? I’m sorta busy right now too…” He fidgeted from one leg to the other slightly.
Airraid shrugged. “Sure... you on the run from someone or something?”
Spin laughed. “Naw, else I wouldn’t a stopped. Just wanted to see if I could catch Blaster…”
“Good luck with that, his shift got changed around.”
Topspin grumbled. “Great…”
Airraid tilted his head, looking at the Wrecker curiously. There was something in his manner… Suddenly, the jet understood and sniggered. Ah yes, of course, he’d heard Sandstorm mentioning this little fact about Topspin to Flight. The Wrecker medic was in one of his moods.
In said mood, Topspin was neigh uncontrollable, and would usually be kicked off Xantium so as to not disturb the other Wreckers with his antics. The Jumpstarter could drive someone crazy in one of his moods, though it was sorta a good kind of crazy… Well, so Airraid figured.
“Did you get kicked off Xantium or something?”
Topspin shrugged and gave the Aerialbot a I’m-only-being-nice-cause-I-have-to, -I-wanna be-somewhere-else look. “Yup.”
“Gee... that sucks…” A stray thought passed through Airraid’s mind, and he couldn’t help but act on it. “Well, I’d love to stay and chat… but I have to get my sensors fixed…” He turned away with a rather exaggerated tilt to his usual cocky stance. Topspin pounced.
“I’ll fix em for ya…” He purred into the Aerialbot’s audio, fingers lightly gripping the white shoulders. “If you can hold still long enough…”
Airraid grinned at the Wrecker now very much in his personal space and feeling no shame about it. “Oh?”
Airraid grinned at Topspin over his fingers, earning an utterly contented smirk in return. “That was fun.”
“I concur…” Replied the Medic, quirking his mouth in amusement. “And I have to say I agree with Sandstorm: We SHOULD hook up.”
Airraid rolled off the Wrecker laughing. Amused, Topspin peered over the edge of the berth to see the Aerialbot sprawled on the floor. “Yeah right, neither of us is made for commitment.”
“Isn’t that the best kind of relationship?” Purred the Jumpstarter, eyeing the jet’s rather scratched and dented frame thoughtfully.
“Probably,” Agreed said jet, sitting up in time to get pinned back down to the floor. “HEY!”
He could barely see Topspin’s smirk as the Medic ran clever hands over his wings. “You’re staying a while my friend…” He leaned close, growling softly as the Aerialbot’s fingers dug into his neck. “Whether you like it or not…” Airraid moaned.