A/N: I wrote this for Jesus Luvs Everyone since she loves Acid Storm/Sunstorm. Here you go, and I hope you like it.
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Visitor
The young Seeker was alone,
Left to suffer for his misdeed against the Cyclops.
Systems cannibalizing,
He had been there for who knows how long.
His soft sobs went unheard,
No one could be bothered with him.
Harsh but welcomed,
Bright light entered the room.
Sunstorm looked up,
A Seeker stood at the door.
Was he here to discipline him too?
He offlined his optics,
Expecting the pain to begin again.
Acid Storm approached slowly,
He didn't want to scare the younger.
The resigned look on the gold Seeker's face,
It was worse than his cries of pain.
The green Seeker reached down,
The younger's intakes hitched.
CLICK.
Sunstorm onlined his optics,
Chains fell to the ground.
Acid Storm smiled at him and said,
"You're going to be okay, I promise."
A servo was offered,
And the younger took it.
He believed the elder.
A/N: Not much to say.
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