TF: P.O.W.
Rating: PG-13
Series: G1
Pairings: Ironhide/Starscream
Summary: Ironhide proves that the Autobots aren’t like the Decepticons
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: For the tf_rare_pairing June Challenge prompt - "A prisoner of war is a man who tries to kill you and fails, then asks you not to kill him." ~Winston Churchill. This feels… awkward to me, I’m not entirely sure why, but it does.
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
“You’re getting too old for this, Ironhide.” Starscream cackled across the open commline as he strafed Ironhide’s position, forcing the red mech to dive out of the way. Not that it stopped shots from impacting.
“Ya keep thinkin’ that.” Ironhide retorted, bringing up his liquid nitrogen gun and waiting until Starscream swooped low again before firing.
“Ack!” Starscream squawked as his systems froze up. Unable to maintain altitude, he landed in an ungainly bellyflop.
“Ya were sayin’?” Ironhide smirked, walking over to the downed Seeker.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Ironhide leant against the wall, arms folded across his windscreen, gazing almost impassively at the Seeker in the cell opposite. Almost impassively, because it was hard not to keep a smile from forming at some of the more inventive curses Starscream was coming up with.
“Ya know, I ain’t sure that one’s even possible.” He drawled as Starscream paused. He grinned as Starscream glared at him. “Look, just ‘cause yer mad that Megatron left ya behind.”
“He did not leave me behind!” Starscream corrected.
“’Course not.” Ironhide agreed amicably. It really was fun to wind the Seeker up. “’Sides, we decided that we oughta do what you Decepticons do.”
“You can’t deactivate me!” Starscream shrieked, crossing to the front of the cell, inches away from the energon bars. “I’m a prisoner of war!” Ironhide snorted.
“Says the mech who were just tryin’ ta do the same ta me earlier.”
“That was different, that was battle.” Ironhide just shook his head.
“Do ya really think we’d deactivate ya. As much as I might like the pleasure, we’re Autobots. We don’t do that sort a thing.”