Week 4: Prompt 6 - Broken Promises
Title: Not Fair
Verse: G1
Characters: Sunstreaker, Ratchet, Sideswipe
Rating: PG
Prompt: Broken Promises found here - http://twins-x-ratch.livejournal.com/19407.html
Warnings: Angst, angst and more angst
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: So three prompts hit me hard this week and here's the first of them. this one is relatively short, and so will the next one be, but you'll have some Sideswipe revenge in the last XD Enjoy my angst, I'm feeling it lately. TT^TT
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It wasn’t supposed to end this way…
“Look, Sideswipe!” Ratchet growled. “You and you’re brother can deal without me for a few earth years! It’s not like I’ll be gone for vorns.”
“I dunno, Ratch… I got a bad feeling about this.”
The medic sighed and leaned up to kiss his lover. “You and Sunny worry too much.”
Sideswipe grinned, his arms winding around the CMO. Frag, but he loved this mech! “Can’t help it. First time we had something to live for that’s worth living for.”
Ratchet’s optics softened, a red servo cupping the silvery cheek of the frontline warrior. “Flatterer.”
“S’the truth.” Said flatterer mumbled, leaning his forehelm against the grey crest on the medic’s white helm.
And it was. It was very much the truth. It had been a long time since he and his younger Twin had found something worth their time, worth their effort. It was the first time they’d had someone who looked at them as more than just some other mech.
“I’ll be fine.” Ratchet sighed, the red digits now stroking the back of his neck.
Sideswipe shivered, his arms winding tighter where they held the precious mech against him and burying his face in the crook of his neck. “Just don’t want to lose you.”
We had so much planned. We were going to bond!
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe could only stare at their lover with wide optics, their sparks swelling with hope and joy.
“You mean it, Ratch?” Sideswipe breathed, servos shaking as he tried desperately to quell his feelings. “You really want to? With us?”
The white and red mech snorted, but then smiled, his servos perched on matching hips. “I wouldn’t say it unless I was one hundred percent certain I wanted it. You… Both of you mean too much for me to let go. War be damned!”
With a happy cry, the golden frontliner reached out and yanked the CMO into a tight embrace, burying his face in the crook of Ratchet’s neck, joined by his brother not an astrosecond later. They held their lover between them, inexplicable joy washing over each.
He wanted to bond with them. With them! They had never thought it possible that they would want this so much. That they would be wanted that much.
They must have done Primus something right somewhere down the line. It was the only explanation for them to be standing where they were right now, the most beautiful mech sandwiched between them.
Why didn’t you listen to us!?
“Ratchet, please, I have a bad feeling.” Sideswipe murmured, pulling away from his lover.
Ratchet sighed and stroked his cheek. “So Sunstreaker told me this morning. I’m going to have Prime, Prowl, Ironhide and Wheeljack with me! Nothing’s going to happen. I’ll be back before you know it.”
“Promise?”
“Keep the berth warm for me, and you won’t even know I was gone.” The medic chuckled, leaning up for one last kiss which was given to him willingly and lovingly.
Their hands remained intertwined as Ratchet pulled away, stretching as far as they would go before they separated, Sideswipe standing and watching, Ratchet headed for the transport that would take him off planet, away from Autobot City… Away from them.
The memories are too much now. For me, for Sunny. What did we do wrong? We had everything we wanted, it was right there in our grasp. It’s not fair…
It’s not fair!!
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The red warrior’s arms tightened around his silently sobbing brother, his own chassis shaking with his grief echoed over the bond they shared. Things could never be better. They never would be.
But Primus help the next Decepticon that crossed their path.
Because the Pit would look like Primus’ embrace compared to the wrath of two broken and anguished sparks.
Verse: G1
Characters: Sunstreaker, Ratchet, Sideswipe
Rating: PG
Prompt: Broken Promises found here - http://twins-x-ratch.livejournal.com/19407.html
Warnings: Angst, angst and more angst
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: So three prompts hit me hard this week and here's the first of them. this one is relatively short, and so will the next one be, but you'll have some Sideswipe revenge in the last XD Enjoy my angst, I'm feeling it lately. TT^TT
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It wasn’t supposed to end this way…
“Look, Sideswipe!” Ratchet growled. “You and you’re brother can deal without me for a few earth years! It’s not like I’ll be gone for vorns.”
“I dunno, Ratch… I got a bad feeling about this.”
The medic sighed and leaned up to kiss his lover. “You and Sunny worry too much.”
Sideswipe grinned, his arms winding around the CMO. Frag, but he loved this mech! “Can’t help it. First time we had something to live for that’s worth living for.”
Ratchet’s optics softened, a red servo cupping the silvery cheek of the frontline warrior. “Flatterer.”
“S’the truth.” Said flatterer mumbled, leaning his forehelm against the grey crest on the medic’s white helm.
And it was. It was very much the truth. It had been a long time since he and his younger Twin had found something worth their time, worth their effort. It was the first time they’d had someone who looked at them as more than just some other mech.
“I’ll be fine.” Ratchet sighed, the red digits now stroking the back of his neck.
Sideswipe shivered, his arms winding tighter where they held the precious mech against him and burying his face in the crook of his neck. “Just don’t want to lose you.”
We had so much planned. We were going to bond!
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe could only stare at their lover with wide optics, their sparks swelling with hope and joy.
“You mean it, Ratch?” Sideswipe breathed, servos shaking as he tried desperately to quell his feelings. “You really want to? With us?”
The white and red mech snorted, but then smiled, his servos perched on matching hips. “I wouldn’t say it unless I was one hundred percent certain I wanted it. You… Both of you mean too much for me to let go. War be damned!”
With a happy cry, the golden frontliner reached out and yanked the CMO into a tight embrace, burying his face in the crook of Ratchet’s neck, joined by his brother not an astrosecond later. They held their lover between them, inexplicable joy washing over each.
He wanted to bond with them. With them! They had never thought it possible that they would want this so much. That they would be wanted that much.
They must have done Primus something right somewhere down the line. It was the only explanation for them to be standing where they were right now, the most beautiful mech sandwiched between them.
Why didn’t you listen to us!?
“Ratchet, please, I have a bad feeling.” Sideswipe murmured, pulling away from his lover.
Ratchet sighed and stroked his cheek. “So Sunstreaker told me this morning. I’m going to have Prime, Prowl, Ironhide and Wheeljack with me! Nothing’s going to happen. I’ll be back before you know it.”
“Promise?”
“Keep the berth warm for me, and you won’t even know I was gone.” The medic chuckled, leaning up for one last kiss which was given to him willingly and lovingly.
Their hands remained intertwined as Ratchet pulled away, stretching as far as they would go before they separated, Sideswipe standing and watching, Ratchet headed for the transport that would take him off planet, away from Autobot City… Away from them.
The memories are too much now. For me, for Sunny. What did we do wrong? We had everything we wanted, it was right there in our grasp. It’s not fair…
It’s not fair!!
~~
The red warrior’s arms tightened around his silently sobbing brother, his own chassis shaking with his grief echoed over the bond they shared. Things could never be better. They never would be.
But Primus help the next Decepticon that crossed their path.
Because the Pit would look like Primus’ embrace compared to the wrath of two broken and anguished sparks.