Set after my Change In Plans story, during The Past Always Returns.
Summary: The Bots and Cons are given a special treat by their human friends, their first firework show.
Light Show
Rated K
I don't own Transformers.
- Until All Are One -
The Bots and Cons were confused. They had heard the excited chatter of soldiers and technicians around them, about the firework shows they were planning on seeing, the different foods they were planning on making, and seeing family members they hadn't seen in a while. Prime was the one who finally asked Major Lennox what all the excitement was about. The human had paused, looked from his paperwork, and stared silently at the Prime for several moments.
"It's Fourth of July," he started, "a celebration we have. We light fireworks, have family reunions, and barbecue or grill."
"Fireworks?"
"Well, I can't really describe them too well," the Major scratched his head, "Colorful explosions of light in the sky, for celebrations," He looked thoughtful for a second, then smirked. "Gather the Bots and Cons, and meet us on the runway at 1800 hours, we'll give you a special treat." The confused Prime nodded in agreement, before walking away. He vaguely heard the Major mutter out loud to himself. "Where's the phone, and I need to talk to Sage…"
- Until All Are One -
It was a flurry of activity: the soldiers were hurrying all the prep work once they found out. The special treat for their Cybertronian allies had gotten everyone excited, and they all wanted to make the occasion perfect. They smiled and kept silent when questioned by the Bots and Cons, merely grinning and repeating one phrase: "It's a surprise!"
- Until All Are One -
At six o'clock, the Bots and Cons cautiously stepped out on the runway, before being urged onto the C-17's that were waiting for them. It was a short flight, and they were dropped off at a private airfield where the C-17's would wait for them. Soldiers settled in their interiors, despite some grumbles, and guided them to a clear field. Once the soldiers had exited, they immediately began setting up blankets and a few portable grills, pulling out coolers and getting everything ready. By the time the food was done, the Bots and Cons had shifted into their bipedal modes and were relaxed, chatting with the humans and finding more about them personally. They were still confused, but happily took the break from base.
Sideswipe stretched as he lay down, feeling the strange tickling sensations of the organic grass sliding against his armor, he had managed to pluck Sage from her brother and Guardian, and the petite girl was curled up on his chest-plates, stretched out and tucked comfortably in the central parted plates. "Ah, this is awesome, we should do this again sometime," he murmured appreciatively, gazing up at the slowly appearing stars.
"What are you talking about? The show hasn't begun yet," Epps patted one metal armor plate, grinning at the perked up expression on the Warrior's face.
"What do you mean?" Bonecrusher leaned slightly forward, settled a few meters away from the prone Warrior.
"Just watch, the show'll be starting soon," he laughed. Sage giggled softly, nodding at their looks. Slowly, the rest were urged to sit and face the open field. They were doubtful, since there was a hill that protected them from view, but Ratchet quickly understood, but was still confused.
"Why are so many humans gathering on the far side?" he asked.
"To watch the fireworks," Sage answered, sitting up and squinting.
"It's going to start soon," Will warned. Instantly the Bots and Cons looked up, as the soldiers settled themselves in the grass, or if they were bold enough, perched on the Bots and Cons themselves. Will set up a video camera towards the sky, to show the Younglings back at base, as well as a separate camera on the Bots and Cons. He'd learned from Blackout that blackmail was quite useful in regards to the Cons.
"Will, what was that?" Ironhide tensed, his cannons flicking.
"It's okay Hide," and their optics widened. Despite their jumps at the loud thunder-like booms, their attention became riveted on the dancing lights and figures. The soldiers, partly watching the fireworks, and partly watching their friends, were surprised at how still they went. The dancing colors reflected off their armor, their optics staring perfectly focused on the pretty sight. Slowly, all of them relaxed, occasionally twitching at the louder explosions, but none of them drew their weapons thankfully. After nearly two hours of the lightshow, the fireworks began fading, and the Bots and Cons looked disappointed. The soldiers and Sage grinned, bracing themselves. All of them jumped when, with a thunderous roar, the grand finale lit up the sky and area almost as brightly as the sun. As the fading sparks dissipated, they remained still, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar feelings coursing through their frames. Excitement, wonder, curiosity, appreciation, sadness, joy. They enjoyed the beautiful lightshow, but wished to share the wonder and feeling-invoking sensations with their lost comrades.
"Don't worry," the soft voice murmured, "we have it every year, so they'll see it one day." Sage's molten gold eyes smiled as they slowly stood. Packing up their things, the Bots and Cons waited patiently as their friends got ready to depart. The memory would be one they cherished for several years, a sense of welcoming and camaraderie among the first of their human friends.
- Until All Are One -
Happy Fourth of July to those who celebrate it! This a one-shot series for good and bad memories in my Ashes verse, so hope ya like, and I would LOVE some ideas. Words or phrases, small situations the Bots and Cons might find themselves in, anything will do!
Much Love, Iridian.