A short drabble I did on Tumblr for one of my roleplay blogs. Just so you know: Nightfire is Skyfire's Shattered Glass counterpart. Sorry if Ratchet seems OOC, this is my own take on the Shattered Glass universe.

Please enjoy and review.

Beast Awakened Meme: Expanded

By: SilverGoldShadow

[Shatter Glass]

WARNING: implied gore/torture

Nightfire walked into the Medbay, ignoring the old, dry Energon splattered on the walls. He unsubspaced a large, black case and set it down on a med-berth with a loud 'thud'. He carefully removed the necessary tools from the case and aligned them neatly on the berth. With that done, the dark shuttle focused his attention the berth behind him.

It was covered with a large tarp, stained pink. Nightfire's wings twitched up and down with excitement. Ratchet had said he had a surprise for him, and the dark shuttle could now easily guess what it was. The tarp was ripped away with much enthusiasm to uncover the body of a mech, and a seeker at that! Nightfire took a quick scan of the seeker, Ratchet had left the mech online, this was getting better by the minute!

The mech's cyan optics onlined wearily as the dark shuttle brought him out of stasis. Foggy optics quickly turned to ones of complete panic upon realization at where they were.

Nightfire smiled down at the terrified seeker. "Okie-dokie. Now today you're going to help me with an experiment I've been wanting to do for a very long time now. So, I'm going to online your vocalizer so ya can give me feel-back, ok?" The Decepticon didn't have much of a choice; his motor functions had been destr- disabled. Nightfire brought the mech's vocalizer back online, as promised and got immediate results.

"Pl-please… I-I'll tell you anyth-thing… J-just please d-don't…"

Nightfire tisked. "But we haven't even begun yet."

"Now let's get started shall we~?" The dark shuttle took a firm hold on the seeker's wing. "Let's get these annoying things out of the way, shall we~? You won't be needing them anytime soon~"

Then came the screaming…

Nightfire excited Medbay with a spring in his step and an air of satisfaction. Ratchet was waiting for him as he left. They both ignored the Energon that coated the dark shuttle from chassis to pedes; it wasn't a very unusual sight after all.

"So, you like the surprise?" The medic inquired.

"Yep~! The experiment was a failure, but with a few adjustments, I think I can make it work!"

"Good, good. Did he spill anything?"

"Yeah, something about the location of a base. Don't know, don't care." Nightfire shrugged. He unsubspaced an Energon coated data-pad and handed it to Ratchet.

"Excellent. I'll take this to Lord Prime," the title was said with a mocking tone. "You clean the Medbay. I don't want a single spot on the floor or berths. And I don't want an scrap on the floor either!" Ratchet threatened in a low growl. "If I find another bloody optic on my desk again, I'll disassemble you permanently. You understand?" With his threat delivered, the medic spun on his heel to bring the data-pad to Prime.

Nightfire waved the threat away, unconcerned. "Yeah, yeah. I hear ya," He turned back to the Medbay, "and it was First Aid who left the optic on your desk!" He yelled at the medic's back.