[FIC] Slice of Life Ten - III
Rubble
Passing the collapsed and still smoking buildings, rubble crunching under his pedes, Ratchet tried to comprehend that only just last orn Praxus had been teeming with life.
Hop
Sideswipe careened around the corner with a metallic screech, hopping over the startled Gears, who was on guard duty, as the front liner escaped from the ship and hit the road.
Bowling
Gears had barely recovered from his shock, when both Ratchet and Sunstreaker bowled the minibot, charging after the quickly disappearing red dot.
Depth
The twins didn’t fall in love with Ratchet straight away, no, it was a millennia long process, during which the depth of their emotions surprised not only the CMO but themselves too.
Fork
The scientists could only watch the thrashing of the bound mech, their expressions ranging from helpless fascination to cold calculation, as the parasite-sparks started to fork from the wildly fluctuating one.
Peer
Never before had the court seen such an exotically beautiful and savage pair of mechs than the feral twins as they were dragged and presented to the masses of polished peers and the Prime himself.
Insistent
Ratchet watched the miniscule shake of his hands, the only visible sign of his spark’s insistent pulls as the ones it had recognized as its own, passed the medic, obvious to Ratchet’s pain.
Awkward
His joints and servos were beginning to protest from the awkward, unfamiliar position but as Sideswipe gazed at the dozing sparkling -- his sparkling! -- in his arms, he couldn’t care less.
Famine
Softly, Sunstreaker sang to the chirring sparkling, the deceivingly gentle tone telling a dark, desperate tale of abuse, neglect and famine, ending the disturbing lullaby with promises of pain and death to those, who would dare to hurt what was his.
Sparkling
When the news of Ratchet and the twins having sparklings became known, they were taken in three different ways: 1) Prowl was flooded with requests to be reassigned “anywhere but here!!!”, 2) local craftsmen received unusually sizeable orders, and 3) the new creators were showered with excitement and congratulations from the bots.
- Senna-chan
Passing the collapsed and still smoking buildings, rubble crunching under his pedes, Ratchet tried to comprehend that only just last orn Praxus had been teeming with life.
Hop
Sideswipe careened around the corner with a metallic screech, hopping over the startled Gears, who was on guard duty, as the front liner escaped from the ship and hit the road.
Bowling
Gears had barely recovered from his shock, when both Ratchet and Sunstreaker bowled the minibot, charging after the quickly disappearing red dot.
Depth
The twins didn’t fall in love with Ratchet straight away, no, it was a millennia long process, during which the depth of their emotions surprised not only the CMO but themselves too.
Fork
The scientists could only watch the thrashing of the bound mech, their expressions ranging from helpless fascination to cold calculation, as the parasite-sparks started to fork from the wildly fluctuating one.
Peer
Never before had the court seen such an exotically beautiful and savage pair of mechs than the feral twins as they were dragged and presented to the masses of polished peers and the Prime himself.
Insistent
Ratchet watched the miniscule shake of his hands, the only visible sign of his spark’s insistent pulls as the ones it had recognized as its own, passed the medic, obvious to Ratchet’s pain.
Awkward
His joints and servos were beginning to protest from the awkward, unfamiliar position but as Sideswipe gazed at the dozing sparkling -- his sparkling! -- in his arms, he couldn’t care less.
Famine
Softly, Sunstreaker sang to the chirring sparkling, the deceivingly gentle tone telling a dark, desperate tale of abuse, neglect and famine, ending the disturbing lullaby with promises of pain and death to those, who would dare to hurt what was his.
Sparkling
When the news of Ratchet and the twins having sparklings became known, they were taken in three different ways: 1) Prowl was flooded with requests to be reassigned “anywhere but here!!!”, 2) local craftsmen received unusually sizeable orders, and 3) the new creators were showered with excitement and congratulations from the bots.
- Senna-chan