TF: HoundxMirage Drabbles
Title: Drabble Spectacular, December 8th
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
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: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
December 8 - rectrix
How Mirage found himself nestled against a tree, watching birds, he wasn’t exactly sure. He knew it had something to do with Hound - the mech was sitting happily next to him, optics focussed on the tree in front of them.
“Look, you can even see the rectrices, Mirage.” He murmured excitedly, nudging the noble.
“Hmm? Oh, yes, right.” Mirage tried not to sound bored, but he was.
“Fascinating. Look at that…” Hound continued talking, but Mirage really wasn’t hearing him. He watched the trees waving in the wind, wondering exactly how much longer Hound would want to spend out here.
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
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: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
December 8 - rectrix
How Mirage found himself nestled against a tree, watching birds, he wasn’t exactly sure. He knew it had something to do with Hound - the mech was sitting happily next to him, optics focussed on the tree in front of them.
“Look, you can even see the rectrices, Mirage.” He murmured excitedly, nudging the noble.
“Hmm? Oh, yes, right.” Mirage tried not to sound bored, but he was.
“Fascinating. Look at that…” Hound continued talking, but Mirage really wasn’t hearing him. He watched the trees waving in the wind, wondering exactly how much longer Hound would want to spend out here.