Letters - A
Title: Letters
Pairing: Lambo TwinsxRatchet
Characters: Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rating: PG
'Verse: G1
Warnings: Nothing really
Summary: 5 short stories per letter. Letter 'A' -- Twins/Ratchet
5 short stories about the Twins&Ratchet
Angry
Everybot on the Ark was well aware of Ratchet's volatile moods, and many had learned to shun the corridor leading to the medbay, especially after a particularly tough clash with the 'Cons, lest they got a wrench to the helm. What not many mechs knew was that this was the medic's way of coping with the stress of putting friends and bots he cared about together just so they could go out and fight another battle, and get injured all over again. The twins considered themselves lucky that they were able to see past the gruff exterior of the Autobot's CMO for the soft-sparked mech he really was.
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Artsy
The glaring orange of the medbay's walls was often a source of complains from recovering mechs lying on repair berths. Ratchet took the grumbling in his stride, and grumbled right back at them for taking up space in his kingdom. But one day, after returning from a Sideswipe-imposed relaxing drive around the Ark to stretch his wheels, Ratchet discovered that a beautiful mural of all the mechs on the Ark was painted on the right wall of the medbay. Ratchet would later spot his favourite golden-yellow artist walking around the Ark with a smudge of paint just behind his helm.
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Audible
The twins had many different ways of expressing their love to their bondmate - they left cubes of energon on his work desk during particularly busy times, and when he was feeling down, they would offer high-grade from their famous stash. Other times, they would simply sit with him in the rec-room while he took a break from putting bots together again; even Sunstreaker, who otherwise would not have done so. However, the one that never fails to make Ratchet smile to himself would be the barely audible goodnights they whispered to each other each night before recharge claimed them.
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Awestruck
As the four other 'bots circled around the twins in the sparring ring, Ratchet watched, awestruck, as the terrors that struck fear into the sparks of the Decepticon forces moved with practiced ease that came from vorns of fighting in the brutal underground gladiator rings. Fighting back-to-back and their movements fluid, the fact that they were outnumbered two to one was negated by their deep understanding of each other. The crowd of combat students ooh-ed and aah-ed as two of the Autobot's best melee fighters showed them what exactly the art of fighting was.
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Agonizing
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, sparks wrenching, could only watch the security video's feed as the Autobot's CMO was surrounded by the Constructicons just klicks away from the Ark as he went on an routine maintenance check of the Ark's perimeter. They could only watch the medic's futile race back to the Ark; could only watch as Scrapper caught up, knocked him off the road forcing him to transform. They could only watch as Hook stabbed Ratchet from behind with a needle, and with a leering smirk, hoisted the unconscious medic onto Long Haul and made his getaway with the rest of his gestalt. It was all over in a matter of astroseconds. Too late, with their sparks sinking, the twins remembered the Decepticon medic's creepy obsession with his Autobot counterpart.
Easter plot bunnies that refused to let go of my legs while I was egg hunting. I may expand on them if they're still stubbornly clinging on to me.
( Letters -B )
A - Twins/Ratchet - Done!
B - Ratchet/Wheeljack - Up Next!
Pairing: Lambo TwinsxRatchet
Characters: Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, Ratchet
Rating: PG
'Verse: G1
Warnings: Nothing really
Summary: 5 short stories per letter. Letter 'A' -- Twins/Ratchet
5 short stories about the Twins&Ratchet
Angry
Everybot on the Ark was well aware of Ratchet's volatile moods, and many had learned to shun the corridor leading to the medbay, especially after a particularly tough clash with the 'Cons, lest they got a wrench to the helm. What not many mechs knew was that this was the medic's way of coping with the stress of putting friends and bots he cared about together just so they could go out and fight another battle, and get injured all over again. The twins considered themselves lucky that they were able to see past the gruff exterior of the Autobot's CMO for the soft-sparked mech he really was.
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Artsy
The glaring orange of the medbay's walls was often a source of complains from recovering mechs lying on repair berths. Ratchet took the grumbling in his stride, and grumbled right back at them for taking up space in his kingdom. But one day, after returning from a Sideswipe-imposed relaxing drive around the Ark to stretch his wheels, Ratchet discovered that a beautiful mural of all the mechs on the Ark was painted on the right wall of the medbay. Ratchet would later spot his favourite golden-yellow artist walking around the Ark with a smudge of paint just behind his helm.
-----------
Audible
The twins had many different ways of expressing their love to their bondmate - they left cubes of energon on his work desk during particularly busy times, and when he was feeling down, they would offer high-grade from their famous stash. Other times, they would simply sit with him in the rec-room while he took a break from putting bots together again; even Sunstreaker, who otherwise would not have done so. However, the one that never fails to make Ratchet smile to himself would be the barely audible goodnights they whispered to each other each night before recharge claimed them.
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Awestruck
As the four other 'bots circled around the twins in the sparring ring, Ratchet watched, awestruck, as the terrors that struck fear into the sparks of the Decepticon forces moved with practiced ease that came from vorns of fighting in the brutal underground gladiator rings. Fighting back-to-back and their movements fluid, the fact that they were outnumbered two to one was negated by their deep understanding of each other. The crowd of combat students ooh-ed and aah-ed as two of the Autobot's best melee fighters showed them what exactly the art of fighting was.
-----------
Agonizing
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe, sparks wrenching, could only watch the security video's feed as the Autobot's CMO was surrounded by the Constructicons just klicks away from the Ark as he went on an routine maintenance check of the Ark's perimeter. They could only watch the medic's futile race back to the Ark; could only watch as Scrapper caught up, knocked him off the road forcing him to transform. They could only watch as Hook stabbed Ratchet from behind with a needle, and with a leering smirk, hoisted the unconscious medic onto Long Haul and made his getaway with the rest of his gestalt. It was all over in a matter of astroseconds. Too late, with their sparks sinking, the twins remembered the Decepticon medic's creepy obsession with his Autobot counterpart.
Easter plot bunnies that refused to let go of my legs while I was egg hunting. I may expand on them if they're still stubbornly clinging on to me.
( Letters -B )
A - Twins/Ratchet - Done!
B - Ratchet/Wheeljack - Up Next!