10_random Prompt 5.
Title: Creation Day
Author: no_pen_writer
Claim: Protectobots(Transformers)
10_random prompt: Awe
Rating: K+ to be safe
Disclaimer: If I was Hasbro I wouldn't need fanfiction for my what if meanderings.
Spoilers/Warnings: First time writing for this group, unbeta'd
Author Notes: I blame this all on playswithworms for making me fall in love with this group of robots.
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When they had first been activated it had taken a large amount of time of systems humming and booting up, before their optics had brightened for the first time and had looked around at those gathered, some with plain relief as they had not been present for the Aerialbots awakening, and others with a welcoming look and already explaining things to them as they helped them get used to moving for the first time. Some wondering about the lengthy process for them to online when they clearly were ready to do so long before they had. Groove and Streetwise would just grin goofily when asked, Blades muttering at a level none could hear at before heading off, First Aid kindly smiling somehow despite the battle mask and visor obscuring his faceplates, and Hot Spot would just say it was a gestalt thing.
None could really explain those first few moments before they became aware of anything that was the actual world.
They had been nothing then, suddenly, they were yet still incomplete. All separate but more and unsure of what more was, until the one who felt like restrained energy and gleeful impulse had started moving, tracking and finding the quiet one that flitted towards and away from them; yet always open and kind. Bumbling into that quiet one and both balancing one another before pushing off, as one of exhilaration and a feeling of heat and quickness pounced on another; whose complete calm soothed the need to do something and cooled the heat, as both balanced for a moment and bounced away again. The ones full of energy moving to the other calm one to know and feel, and be reeled in when they started being too excitable. Then there was another, as excitable as the two who had taken the first move amongst them and radiating the want to help. He did not have to go to them, because they were already next to him and it was there but almost not as they felt and knew one another. Fighting the pull to separate and go somewhere else, until the one that ended up in the middle of the pile pulled himself together and set them all to go even as they knew he wanted to stay here in this place like this as well.
So they went and woke up for the first time and just stared a bit in awe as they found one another in new and awkward, but familiar and soothing bodies. Giggling as they tumbled to the floor in a pile after the odd ones that they couldn’t feel like they could each other finally started to leave. Leaving only two who helped them get used to the new information they now had about everything and could put names to what they saw and felt as Ratchet and Wheeljack checked them over. Streetwise fidgeting and flexing only calming down to idle exploration as he pulled First Aid deeper into the pile when the quiet feeling had started to flit away for a moment. Even as Groove seeming to not notice his actions curled further into Blades back, serene expression never wavering even as a mock scuffle happened between Streetwise and Blades. Hot Spot barely keeping from loosing any of the other four griping on to him as he kept asking questions of Ratchet and Wheeljack and attempted to help while still corralling his brothers close to him.
It had taken weeks for the fascination to wear off enough, before they were shown something new and it started again, but nothing really could outshine that one moment when they had met each other. It was just a gestalt thing really.
Author: no_pen_writer
Claim: Protectobots(Transformers)
10_random prompt: Awe
Rating: K+ to be safe
Disclaimer: If I was Hasbro I wouldn't need fanfiction for my what if meanderings.
Spoilers/Warnings: First time writing for this group, unbeta'd
Author Notes: I blame this all on playswithworms for making me fall in love with this group of robots.
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When they had first been activated it had taken a large amount of time of systems humming and booting up, before their optics had brightened for the first time and had looked around at those gathered, some with plain relief as they had not been present for the Aerialbots awakening, and others with a welcoming look and already explaining things to them as they helped them get used to moving for the first time. Some wondering about the lengthy process for them to online when they clearly were ready to do so long before they had. Groove and Streetwise would just grin goofily when asked, Blades muttering at a level none could hear at before heading off, First Aid kindly smiling somehow despite the battle mask and visor obscuring his faceplates, and Hot Spot would just say it was a gestalt thing.
None could really explain those first few moments before they became aware of anything that was the actual world.
They had been nothing then, suddenly, they were yet still incomplete. All separate but more and unsure of what more was, until the one who felt like restrained energy and gleeful impulse had started moving, tracking and finding the quiet one that flitted towards and away from them; yet always open and kind. Bumbling into that quiet one and both balancing one another before pushing off, as one of exhilaration and a feeling of heat and quickness pounced on another; whose complete calm soothed the need to do something and cooled the heat, as both balanced for a moment and bounced away again. The ones full of energy moving to the other calm one to know and feel, and be reeled in when they started being too excitable. Then there was another, as excitable as the two who had taken the first move amongst them and radiating the want to help. He did not have to go to them, because they were already next to him and it was there but almost not as they felt and knew one another. Fighting the pull to separate and go somewhere else, until the one that ended up in the middle of the pile pulled himself together and set them all to go even as they knew he wanted to stay here in this place like this as well.
So they went and woke up for the first time and just stared a bit in awe as they found one another in new and awkward, but familiar and soothing bodies. Giggling as they tumbled to the floor in a pile after the odd ones that they couldn’t feel like they could each other finally started to leave. Leaving only two who helped them get used to the new information they now had about everything and could put names to what they saw and felt as Ratchet and Wheeljack checked them over. Streetwise fidgeting and flexing only calming down to idle exploration as he pulled First Aid deeper into the pile when the quiet feeling had started to flit away for a moment. Even as Groove seeming to not notice his actions curled further into Blades back, serene expression never wavering even as a mock scuffle happened between Streetwise and Blades. Hot Spot barely keeping from loosing any of the other four griping on to him as he kept asking questions of Ratchet and Wheeljack and attempted to help while still corralling his brothers close to him.
It had taken weeks for the fascination to wear off enough, before they were shown something new and it started again, but nothing really could outshine that one moment when they had met each other. It was just a gestalt thing really.