Title: Untitled.
Pairing: None, just Optimus and Omega being friends
Rating: G
Warnings:None
The cold nights were always the quiet ones. Omega Supreme learned this quickly during the first few weeks on earth. Despite cold having no effect on him, or any of the others, he disliked cold nights.
But recently he'd grown to anticipate them, as Optimus had taken to taking a break for a few hours and joining him outside, just to talk. Nothing more.
They spoke of whatever cycled through their various processors, times gone by, more recent events, theories on unimportant anomalies.
This night they spoke of the stars, where they came from and given the choice, where both wished to return.
Omega enjoyed watching out for the star the humans had named Antares. Large and old, like himself. When he mentioned this, Optimus told him that he found the shape of the constellation Orion pleasing.
As he mentioned this they both fell silent, for they both knew why he liked that one constellation, why it kept old memories alive.