Magical!Bots: Hero
Title: Hero
Rating: G
Verse: G1 (Magical!bots AU)
Warnings: Crack
Notes: Follows Bridge. Timeline is here.
“If Moonracer snickers at me one more time, I swear I’m gonna kick her aft,” Cliffjumper muttered darkly. Sideswipe grinned cheekily at her.
“Well, you’ve got the pointy heels to do it,” he said, and then danced out of the way as the Upgraded femme lunged towards him.
“Settle down, sparklings,” Ironhide rumbled at them, and Cliffjumper mumbled something uncomplimentary.
“Sorry, sir, ‘Jumper is just so captivating; I can’t help myself.” Sideswipe said with his hand over his spark, his optics bright and guileless.
“I’ll give you captivating,” Cliffjumper snarled. Ironhide intercepted her with a well-timed shove to her leather-clad chestplate, and then slapped the snickering Sideswipe over his helm.
“Behave,” he said forcefully. Cliffjumper sulked.
“I think that’s a little like asking Unicron to stop eating planets,” Imbrium said cheerfully from his perch on Ironhide’s shoulder. “Didn’t Chromia say the rendezvous was somewhere around here?”
“Yeah,” Sideswipe said, “Arcee should be meeting us.” He leered at Cliffjumper. “Want us to leave you two alone so you can have some femme-time together?”
“Are you sure I can’t shoot him?” Cliffjumper demanded.
“Not right now,” Ironhide replied. “We’re on a mission. Wait ‘til we get back to Earth.”
And that, of course, was when Shockwave’s drones showed up.
The battle was well underway and the three Upgraded bots were making a decent accounting of themselves. (Imbrium had done as any sensible advisor does and turned tail and fled as soon as the drones arrived. He was currently tucked away in the shadows of a dilapidated building and watching his bots wreak havoc with no small amount of glee.)
Sideswipe and Cliffjumper were fighting side-by-side and had just downed their batch of drones; Sideswipe coming in low and Cliffjumper leaping over him, their attacks perfectly synchronized in to twin beams of destruction. The drones disintegrated in the face of the combined assault. Cliffjumper landed neatly in Sideswipe’s outstretched arms and the minibot braced herself for the inevitable remark as Sideswipe opened his mouth, his optics alight with mischief.
Imbrium’s shout of alarm interrupted whatever Sideswipe was planning, and both bots whipped around, Cliffjumper gripping Sideswipe’s shoulder with one hand and using the other to ready another blast on the tip of her finger. Ironhide was taking out four drones with one glowing boulder but another four had crept up behind him. Cliffjumper fired off her shot (“Fire cannon!” she snarled, and Sideswipe stumbled back from the recoil, still cradling Cliffjumper in both arms) but only managed to take out two of them. The remaining two advanced on Ironhide, and Ironhide turned just a fraction too late, his hands glowing with an attack that still needed a few precious seconds to warm up.
And then there was a brilliant flash, and the neatly severed pieces of the remaining drones dropped to the ground, lifeless. Several meters away a long shaft of crystal quivered in the starlight, embedded deeply in to the ground. The three Upgraded bots and one magical rabbit looked up…and up…and up.
The mysterious caped bot that was their quarry perched confidently atop a nearby skyscraper, gleaming white visor aimed towards them for a brief moment. Then, with barely a whisper of wind, the figure was gone, leaving behind nothing but moonbeams and shadows.
They watched the sky for a long moment, the Cybertronian night quiet and still with the mangled and blasted corpses of the drones lying scattered around them in mute testimony to the battle that had raged fiercely mere moments before.
“You gonna let ‘Jumper down any time soon?” Imbrium finally asked, eyeing Sideswipe - still holding Cliffjumper - with ill-concealed amusement.
Rating: G
Verse: G1 (Magical!bots AU)
Warnings: Crack
Notes: Follows Bridge. Timeline is here.
“If Moonracer snickers at me one more time, I swear I’m gonna kick her aft,” Cliffjumper muttered darkly. Sideswipe grinned cheekily at her.
“Well, you’ve got the pointy heels to do it,” he said, and then danced out of the way as the Upgraded femme lunged towards him.
“Settle down, sparklings,” Ironhide rumbled at them, and Cliffjumper mumbled something uncomplimentary.
“Sorry, sir, ‘Jumper is just so captivating; I can’t help myself.” Sideswipe said with his hand over his spark, his optics bright and guileless.
“I’ll give you captivating,” Cliffjumper snarled. Ironhide intercepted her with a well-timed shove to her leather-clad chestplate, and then slapped the snickering Sideswipe over his helm.
“Behave,” he said forcefully. Cliffjumper sulked.
“I think that’s a little like asking Unicron to stop eating planets,” Imbrium said cheerfully from his perch on Ironhide’s shoulder. “Didn’t Chromia say the rendezvous was somewhere around here?”
“Yeah,” Sideswipe said, “Arcee should be meeting us.” He leered at Cliffjumper. “Want us to leave you two alone so you can have some femme-time together?”
“Are you sure I can’t shoot him?” Cliffjumper demanded.
“Not right now,” Ironhide replied. “We’re on a mission. Wait ‘til we get back to Earth.”
And that, of course, was when Shockwave’s drones showed up.
The battle was well underway and the three Upgraded bots were making a decent accounting of themselves. (Imbrium had done as any sensible advisor does and turned tail and fled as soon as the drones arrived. He was currently tucked away in the shadows of a dilapidated building and watching his bots wreak havoc with no small amount of glee.)
Sideswipe and Cliffjumper were fighting side-by-side and had just downed their batch of drones; Sideswipe coming in low and Cliffjumper leaping over him, their attacks perfectly synchronized in to twin beams of destruction. The drones disintegrated in the face of the combined assault. Cliffjumper landed neatly in Sideswipe’s outstretched arms and the minibot braced herself for the inevitable remark as Sideswipe opened his mouth, his optics alight with mischief.
Imbrium’s shout of alarm interrupted whatever Sideswipe was planning, and both bots whipped around, Cliffjumper gripping Sideswipe’s shoulder with one hand and using the other to ready another blast on the tip of her finger. Ironhide was taking out four drones with one glowing boulder but another four had crept up behind him. Cliffjumper fired off her shot (“Fire cannon!” she snarled, and Sideswipe stumbled back from the recoil, still cradling Cliffjumper in both arms) but only managed to take out two of them. The remaining two advanced on Ironhide, and Ironhide turned just a fraction too late, his hands glowing with an attack that still needed a few precious seconds to warm up.
And then there was a brilliant flash, and the neatly severed pieces of the remaining drones dropped to the ground, lifeless. Several meters away a long shaft of crystal quivered in the starlight, embedded deeply in to the ground. The three Upgraded bots and one magical rabbit looked up…and up…and up.
The mysterious caped bot that was their quarry perched confidently atop a nearby skyscraper, gleaming white visor aimed towards them for a brief moment. Then, with barely a whisper of wind, the figure was gone, leaving behind nothing but moonbeams and shadows.
They watched the sky for a long moment, the Cybertronian night quiet and still with the mangled and blasted corpses of the drones lying scattered around them in mute testimony to the battle that had raged fiercely mere moments before.
“You gonna let ‘Jumper down any time soon?” Imbrium finally asked, eyeing Sideswipe - still holding Cliffjumper - with ill-concealed amusement.