Title: Good Things Come.
Author: Papyrus_Quill/PuraJo
Character/Pairing: Cosmos
Rating/Warning: G.
Disclaimer/Author’s Note: Cosmos doesn’t belong to me
Group/Theme: 7 Holy Virtues - Patience.
It seemed that much of his function involved a lot of waiting. No matter where in the galaxy he was, there would always be some form of waiting to be done somewhere. Waiting for orders, waiting for re-entry clearance, waiting for a battle, waiting for signals, waiting for news. Even now he was waiting.
And yet, he didn’t seem to mind, as he lazily cruised along Earth’s orbit now and then dodging a satellite or two or swerving around some form of space junk. The latest news from his comrades on the planet below was that all was quiet on the Decepticon front and thus, there wouldn’t be any action for him till the next time Megatron got twitchy and decided to try something.
His little flying saucer mode gracefully rounded another satellite and just for fun, he tapped into it. The signal led him to a bus stop somewhere in the Mexican desert where a young woman paced up and down the length of the platform, glancing at her watch and then up the road. It was evening and the sun was setting, sending a multitude of colors across the sky.
Cosmos chuckled, knowing that the bus was a good ten minutes away and that she wouldn’t have to wait all that long, though a part of him wished that she would spend less time looking at her watch and more at the sky in front of her.
Shaking his head, he kept watching. Humans, even some of his fellow Autobots, could be far too impatient for their own good. They wanted to rush through life instead of taking the time they were sometimes given to appreciate all the good things they had around them. There were moments he wished he could bring a couple of them up here so they could see what he saw all the time - the beauty of the world they lived on, the wonderful companions they lived with.
The woman now had a phone in her hand that she flipped closed in frustration. Hmm, if he could tap into that signal…
He tried his luck and was actually a little surprised when he got a link up. The woman frowned as her phone rang, and answered in Spanish.
“Hello!” Cosmos replied in the same language. “This is Autobot Cosmos speaking, I’m in orbit directly above you. You’re waiting for a bus I see. From my location, it should be there in about ten minutes.”
He saw the woman glance up at the sky, trying to see if she could spot him.
“Is there no way you can get it to reach here faster?” she asked him.
“I’m afraid not, that would be interfering with it’s schedule, and that’s illegal. Just be patient, and while you’re looking up, why don’t you take a look at that beautiful sunset that’s right in front of you. It might make the time go faster.”
He ended the call at that moment, and smiled to himself as the woman stared at her phone, wondering what had just happened. His thoughts were distracted by an incoming distress signal from a ship somewhere in the middle of the Asia-Pacific and he spent the next while relaying messages back and forth from the ship to the nearest coastguard and making sure all the humans on board the vessel were safe.
Once that was over, he returned to the young woman by tracing her phone signal to her home. She was, in fact, a mother, and she was now seated by the window with her little son on her lap and they seemed to be drawing a picture together. Zooming closer, he saw that it was a sunset.
At that moment, his communicator beeped with an in-coming message from the Ark, telling him he was clear to return to Earth for a while.
Perfect.
Firing up his engines, he re-entered Earth directly over the woman’s house, pausing for only a moment to flash his lights at the startled pair before skimming off to the North.
The woman’s phone signaled an incoming text message, and she snapped out of her amazed trance to open it.
“Good things come to those who wait,” it read. “Have patience and you’ll realize that good things are all around you. I hope I didn’t scare you. Autobot Cosmos.”
~END.
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