TF: HoundxMirage Drabbles
Title: Drabble Spectacular, November 28th
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
November 28 - dishevelled
He was used to Hound coming back dishevelled. What he hadn’t been expecting was to find both his sparklings and Hound to come back looking thoroughly dishevelled.
“What in Primus’ name have you been doing?” Mirage yelped.
“Daddy took us out to play!” The younger sparkling answered eagerly. Hound cringed.
“Oh he did, did he?” Mirage glared at Hound.
“Yeah, and we played in the forest and there was a big mud puddle and I fell down.” Hound didn’t dare meet Mirage’s optics.
“Right, go get yourselves cleaned up.” The sparklings ran to the washracks, leaving Hound alone with Mirage.
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
November 28 - dishevelled
He was used to Hound coming back dishevelled. What he hadn’t been expecting was to find both his sparklings and Hound to come back looking thoroughly dishevelled.
“What in Primus’ name have you been doing?” Mirage yelped.
“Daddy took us out to play!” The younger sparkling answered eagerly. Hound cringed.
“Oh he did, did he?” Mirage glared at Hound.
“Yeah, and we played in the forest and there was a big mud puddle and I fell down.” Hound didn’t dare meet Mirage’s optics.
“Right, go get yourselves cleaned up.” The sparklings ran to the washracks, leaving Hound alone with Mirage.