[FIC] Fic Meme [3/6]
I'll post the last three parts tomorrow. Right now, I'm going to bed.
Title: Fic Meme (creative, I know)
Author: kirin-saga
Rated: G-PG
Characters/Pairings: Various
Universes: G1, IDW
Summary: Lots of little ficlets.
A/N: See Part 1 for full notes.
1. Blaster
2. Springer
3. Skywarp
4. Rumble
5. Hook
6. Red Alert
7. Perceptor
8. Soundwave
9. Roadbuster
10. Prowl
'You': Optimus
RELATIONSHIP PART
Number 1 says you're all they ever wanted. How do you react?
Optimus sighed and knelt down in front of the youngling. "Blaster, I'm flattered really, but this is just a crush. I'm way too old for you."
Blaster pouted, looking on the verge of tears. "But, Hoppy..."
Optimus sighed and reached out to hug the young mech. Blaster cuddled against him. "Blaster, you're young; you have your whole life to find the one you're meant to be with." Preferably someone closer to his own age, but Optimus didn't say it. "And you will find them."
Blaster didn't say anything, content, for now, to cuddle as long as Optimus allowed.
Number 2 thinks that you are deeply in love with Number 9. Your reaction?
This was getting ridiculous. It was bad enough he couldn't talk to Springer without either Hot Rod or Roadbuster gunning for him, but now Springer thought he was interested in Roadbuster? It was like some weird whacked out soap opera. Not that he knew what a weird whacked out soap opera was like, but he assumed. Honestly. He sighed. "And why would you think that?"
Springer frowned. "The two of you are always locked away in here, and I know you aren't discussing business. What else am I supposed to think?"
Optimus groaned as he recalled those meetings. Meetings in which he was constantly trying to convince Roadbuster that he was not trying to get Springer into his berth. And now Springer thought...
Springer watched in confusion as Optimus suddenly leaned forward and started banging his head on his desk. He grew even more confused when he heard what Optimus was mumbling.
"Stupid slagging oblivious Wrecker actors in stupid slagging whacked out soap operas..."
Springer, extremely confused, slowly backed out of the office.
You're dating Number 3 and introduce him/her to your parents. Will they get along?
Perceptor looked at Skywarp for a few long moments before giving Optimus a confused glance. "While I'm happy you've finally accepted the fact I'm your creator, I don't think you need my approval if you wish to date someone."
Optimus fidgeted. "Just... tell me what you think."
Perceptor thought a moment before shrugging. "I have no problem with it." He turned suddenly to a nervous Skywarp. "While you're here though, might I have a look at your warp generator?"
He hadn't even finished the sentence before Skywarp frantically grabbed Optimus and teleported out of the lab. Perceptor pouted a bit before grinning.
Number 4 thinks you love Number 9 as well. What does that mean?
Optimus groaned, hiding his face in his hands. "Does everyone think I'm in love with Roadbuster?"
Rumble shrugged. "Pretty much. There's even bets going on about how long you've been together, how long you've been bonded and, if you're not bonded, how long it will take you to do it." He pulled a datapad from subspace and checked it's contents. "Could you answer some of those? Everyone wants to know who won."
Optimus sighed.
You catch Number 5 kissing someone. Who is it?
Optimus froze and quickly hid behind a conveniently large tree. He stood there in shock for a long moment before peeking around the tree to see if they were still at it.
They were. So they hadn't noticed him. Or didn't care. Optimus briefly wondered why they were still at war if this kept happening.
Most of all though, he wondered if Red Alert and Scrapper knew Inferno and Hook were having an affair.
Number 6 appears to be a player, he/she breaks many hearts. What do you do?
Optimus stared disbelievingly at the depressed fire truck. "He... what?"
Inferno sniffed. "He was just using me. He tossed me aside as soon as Starscream showed an interest." He sniffed some more. "I should've listened to Blaster when he warned me."
Optimus watched the firetruck crying for a few moments, at a loss as what to do, before hesitantly patting the mech's soldier in what he hoped was a comforting gesture.
You had a haircut and Number 7 can't stop looking at you. What goes on in your mind?
The staring was starting to get annoying. That and the laughing. It was bad enough he had had to put up with Ratchet's comments, he didn't need this as well. "It's not that interesting, you know," Optimus growled, tugging futility at the accursed object on his head.
Perceptor smirked as he once again took in Optimus' rather... unique appearance. "I'm sorry, but it's not everyday I see a mech wearing a wig. However did the twins convince you to let them glue in on your head?"
Optimus growled some more and began imagining all the different ways he could murder the twins, Ratchet, Perceptor and any other idiot who dared to laugh at him.
Number 8 thinks he/she’ll never get married. What do you say?
Optimus sighed and wonder why it was always him that everyone, no matter the faction, came to with their troubles. "Soundwave, you're an intelligent and... attractive mech. I'm sure there's someone out there for you, you just have to look."
Number 9 sends you an e-mail asking you to meet him/her somewhere. Now what?
Optimus read the note for the umpteenth time as he nervously walked down the hall. He could think of several reasons the Wrecker would want to see him; either to yell at him for once again 'attempting' to 'seduce' Springer, to complain about the conditions the Wreckers have to deal with, or he somehow learned of the rumor going around. Although, since Roadbuster had asked him to come to an out of the way storage room for a private meeting - and that would send the rumors soaring - he decided it was option number four: Roadbuster was going to murder him for once again 'attempting' to 'seduce' Springer. Optimus called himself an idiot many times for agreeing to this, but he was a bit curious.
Although he did let anyone who would listen know exactly where he was going and who he was meeting. Which was also very bad for rumors but at least when he turned up dead, they'd know who to blame.
Number 10 says he’s/she’s never kissed anyone before. Your reaction?
"Can I be your first then?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Optimus was attacked by every other mech who had been listening to the drunk SIC rambling. Prowl just stared mournfully at his empty energon cube, completely oblivious to all the mechs fighting over him.
Title: Fic Meme (creative, I know)
Author: kirin-saga
Rated: G-PG
Characters/Pairings: Various
Universes: G1, IDW
Summary: Lots of little ficlets.
A/N: See Part 1 for full notes.
1. Blaster
2. Springer
3. Skywarp
4. Rumble
5. Hook
6. Red Alert
7. Perceptor
8. Soundwave
9. Roadbuster
10. Prowl
'You': Optimus
RELATIONSHIP PART
Number 1 says you're all they ever wanted. How do you react?
Optimus sighed and knelt down in front of the youngling. "Blaster, I'm flattered really, but this is just a crush. I'm way too old for you."
Blaster pouted, looking on the verge of tears. "But, Hoppy..."
Optimus sighed and reached out to hug the young mech. Blaster cuddled against him. "Blaster, you're young; you have your whole life to find the one you're meant to be with." Preferably someone closer to his own age, but Optimus didn't say it. "And you will find them."
Blaster didn't say anything, content, for now, to cuddle as long as Optimus allowed.
Number 2 thinks that you are deeply in love with Number 9. Your reaction?
This was getting ridiculous. It was bad enough he couldn't talk to Springer without either Hot Rod or Roadbuster gunning for him, but now Springer thought he was interested in Roadbuster? It was like some weird whacked out soap opera. Not that he knew what a weird whacked out soap opera was like, but he assumed. Honestly. He sighed. "And why would you think that?"
Springer frowned. "The two of you are always locked away in here, and I know you aren't discussing business. What else am I supposed to think?"
Optimus groaned as he recalled those meetings. Meetings in which he was constantly trying to convince Roadbuster that he was not trying to get Springer into his berth. And now Springer thought...
Springer watched in confusion as Optimus suddenly leaned forward and started banging his head on his desk. He grew even more confused when he heard what Optimus was mumbling.
"Stupid slagging oblivious Wrecker actors in stupid slagging whacked out soap operas..."
Springer, extremely confused, slowly backed out of the office.
You're dating Number 3 and introduce him/her to your parents. Will they get along?
Perceptor looked at Skywarp for a few long moments before giving Optimus a confused glance. "While I'm happy you've finally accepted the fact I'm your creator, I don't think you need my approval if you wish to date someone."
Optimus fidgeted. "Just... tell me what you think."
Perceptor thought a moment before shrugging. "I have no problem with it." He turned suddenly to a nervous Skywarp. "While you're here though, might I have a look at your warp generator?"
He hadn't even finished the sentence before Skywarp frantically grabbed Optimus and teleported out of the lab. Perceptor pouted a bit before grinning.
Number 4 thinks you love Number 9 as well. What does that mean?
Optimus groaned, hiding his face in his hands. "Does everyone think I'm in love with Roadbuster?"
Rumble shrugged. "Pretty much. There's even bets going on about how long you've been together, how long you've been bonded and, if you're not bonded, how long it will take you to do it." He pulled a datapad from subspace and checked it's contents. "Could you answer some of those? Everyone wants to know who won."
Optimus sighed.
You catch Number 5 kissing someone. Who is it?
Optimus froze and quickly hid behind a conveniently large tree. He stood there in shock for a long moment before peeking around the tree to see if they were still at it.
They were. So they hadn't noticed him. Or didn't care. Optimus briefly wondered why they were still at war if this kept happening.
Most of all though, he wondered if Red Alert and Scrapper knew Inferno and Hook were having an affair.
Number 6 appears to be a player, he/she breaks many hearts. What do you do?
Optimus stared disbelievingly at the depressed fire truck. "He... what?"
Inferno sniffed. "He was just using me. He tossed me aside as soon as Starscream showed an interest." He sniffed some more. "I should've listened to Blaster when he warned me."
Optimus watched the firetruck crying for a few moments, at a loss as what to do, before hesitantly patting the mech's soldier in what he hoped was a comforting gesture.
You had a haircut and Number 7 can't stop looking at you. What goes on in your mind?
The staring was starting to get annoying. That and the laughing. It was bad enough he had had to put up with Ratchet's comments, he didn't need this as well. "It's not that interesting, you know," Optimus growled, tugging futility at the accursed object on his head.
Perceptor smirked as he once again took in Optimus' rather... unique appearance. "I'm sorry, but it's not everyday I see a mech wearing a wig. However did the twins convince you to let them glue in on your head?"
Optimus growled some more and began imagining all the different ways he could murder the twins, Ratchet, Perceptor and any other idiot who dared to laugh at him.
Number 8 thinks he/she’ll never get married. What do you say?
Optimus sighed and wonder why it was always him that everyone, no matter the faction, came to with their troubles. "Soundwave, you're an intelligent and... attractive mech. I'm sure there's someone out there for you, you just have to look."
Number 9 sends you an e-mail asking you to meet him/her somewhere. Now what?
Optimus read the note for the umpteenth time as he nervously walked down the hall. He could think of several reasons the Wrecker would want to see him; either to yell at him for once again 'attempting' to 'seduce' Springer, to complain about the conditions the Wreckers have to deal with, or he somehow learned of the rumor going around. Although, since Roadbuster had asked him to come to an out of the way storage room for a private meeting - and that would send the rumors soaring - he decided it was option number four: Roadbuster was going to murder him for once again 'attempting' to 'seduce' Springer. Optimus called himself an idiot many times for agreeing to this, but he was a bit curious.
Although he did let anyone who would listen know exactly where he was going and who he was meeting. Which was also very bad for rumors but at least when he turned up dead, they'd know who to blame.
Number 10 says he’s/she’s never kissed anyone before. Your reaction?
"Can I be your first then?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Optimus was attacked by every other mech who had been listening to the drunk SIC rambling. Prowl just stared mournfully at his empty energon cube, completely oblivious to all the mechs fighting over him.