Something CUTE This Way Comes!

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Characters: SG Ravage
Content: Nice or not, these Autobots were, well... still Autobots, and Ravage was feeling a little too weirded out and restless to docilely follow them home.
Location: Middle of the city, in a curious pumpkin patch
Time of day: Late afternoon
Warnings: None
Status: Active

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[nolikeanything]

Slag was excited! His creator was somewhere in the city, somewhere not so far away now that he had completely ditched Mirage and left the rich area! Soon he'd be reunited with Wheeljack and he could prove that he was the best dinobot around and--

The tricerabot skid to a dead stop as something began to prickle at his sensors, as something began to nag at him in the back of his processor. Confusion was the first thing he felt as he tried to figure out what was going on, head turning one way then the other as he looked for whatever was causing it. An irritated snort escaped Slag upon finding nothing and he stomped the ground hard to make sure that his irritation was definitely known to the glitch mice that were totally watching.

"What that?" he growled to himself, tossing his head a bit as he turned and began to detour towards the center of the city, his reunion with Wheeljack temporarily forgotten. The dinobot followed some unknown calling, shuffling his way towards the large area that made up the center of downtown Iacon.

SQUISH.

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It smelled... a little musty and wet, but not. Organic, like the things Ravage had seen on Earth, except that Ravage didn't remember ever running across a field full of balls before! His attempt to nibble at one, or pick it up, is interrupted, though, when there's a loud CRASH behind him, and he whirls around to see...

// ...slag... //

Ravage whimpered, noting the massive Dinobot's presence, and the shape of the sigil on his forehead, rather than the color. Dinobots mean Bad News with a capital B-A-D!

Ravage yowled, snatching up the ball he had been sniffing at in his jaws and leaping away from Slag, fleeing across the patch from an immanent stomping.

// You stay back, mean dino! // he yelled across an open band, tail lashing as his claws scrabbled for purchase on the ground between the balls.

[nolikeanything]

It knew his name. Why did it know his name?! It sorta looked like that stupid puny black thing that the one Decepticon had but it wasn't; Slag knew that much.

And now it was fleeing!

"Cat thing come back!" Slag roared, throwing himself forward as he started to charge through the pumpkins, not caring how many he squished. All that mattered was getting that cat! Because...because Slag didn't know who he was and he was pretty sure he had seen the Decepticon symbol on him and...yeah! That was reason enough!

The more pumpkins he squashed though the harder it was for him to keep his balance but he was trying his best as he surged forward through the sea of orange balls, flames licking at his snout.

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// Come back? COME BACK?! // Ravage yelps, skidding around the curve of a rough path through the pumpkins, claws kicking up thin sparks against the metal. // You just want to HURT Ravage! NO WAI! //

The sticky, wet ball in his mouth was throwing his balance off, and it tasted weird. Worse, the dinobot was gaining on him! Ravage was quick, sure, but he was actually trying to avoid the squishy balls, while Slag didn't seem to care!

A twisty sculpture loomed straight ahead, and with a muffled yowl, Ravage launched himself up its side, realizing only once he had arrived on one of the upper, spindly branches, that it wasn't a sculpture at all, but a tree.

// You stay away! You stay away NAO!//