Hello! This is my newest fic following after my last one; 'A pacifist and a serial killer'. If you haven't read it, don't worry, you still can read this fic, however reading the previous fic would make understanding current character relationships, especially surrounding Deepdrive (a character introduced in the fic) much easier.
As this is a drabble series, I would be more than happy to accept requests in the reviews, so if you want to read a chapter on something particular, please tell me in the reviews!
Silence
When Smokescreen arrived on Earth and discovered that he was too late to join the fighting, he had to admit that he was at least a little bit disappointed, but none the less he was cool about the truce with the Decepticons.
No more desperate fighting for food and supplies, no more need to worry about friends disappearing, and even better, no more patrol duty. They were now pretty much overstaffed with medics, and at least one of them wouldn't yell at him if he did something stupid and hurt himself.
It was a little weird to Smokescreen how well Optimus and Megatron were getting along, but that was to be expected. Optimus Prime was Optimus Prime, Smokescreen assumed the mech could do anything, even uncrazy Megatron himself.
The only problem Smokescreen had was that everything was boring now, and Smokescreen felt so useless as a newbie that didn't have a clue what was going on half the time, he had only been here a human week, and everyone had been too busy to train the newbie enough to do an actual job.
So, when Smokescreen was offered a job in assisting someone who was searching for the remaining Iacon relics, he jumped for it.
Admittedly, he didn't actually understand the encryption that Alpha Trion had used when he had encrypted the database, but Smokescreen knew with absolute certainty that he knew the relics better than anyone else; which one was which, what they could do, how to use them, and (sometimes from personal experience) what not to do if one wanted to avoid major accidents.
Smokescreen was a little put off when he was told that the mech he would be helping was a Decepticon, but hey, it had to be better than doing nothing all day.
Smokescreen made his way uncomfortably through the nemesis, an occasional vehicon passing by him and giving him a friendly wave. He knew he missed a lot while he was gone, but the friendliness shook him.
He arrived at what appeared to be the room that he was supposed to meet his new temporary partner before he could even knock on the door, it opened seemingly by itself.
Confused, Smokescreen hesitantly entered the room. Taking a look around the room, Smokescreen internally groaned when he saw Soundwave silently typing at a monitor.
"Wait. I'm partnered up with you?" Smokescreen asked, hoping that he was mistaken. Soundwave didn't acknowledge the question, continuously typing at the monitor.
Smokescreen took a step closer to get a better look and could see that Soundwave was definitely decrypting the Iacon database.
"So…" Smokescreen started, not sure what he was supposed to be doing, "What exactly am I supposed to be doing?"
No reply, only the sound of continued typing.
Smokescreen sighed, "That's right, I think I heard that you don't talk from someone, is there something that you could um… point me to?"
Still nothing.
"Can you even hear me?" Smokescreen now asked annoyed.
Smokescreen was left without his answer, as Soundwave still refused to answer him.
"Fine then… I get I'll just… sit and wait till something comes up." Smokescreen grumbled, sitting against the wall. If he wasn't being told what to do, then he could just do what he wanted.
Waiting was exhausting. Smokescreen had been sitting and waiting here for megacycles- he had checked his internal chronometer, twice. Still nothing from Soundwave. Waiting, waiting, before he knew it, Smokescreen found himself falling into recharge.
…
Smokescreen was started out of recharge by the sudden opening of the room's door of the room and a small dark figure entering.
"You two have been in here all day, I don't care if I have to get Megsie to drag you out, but you two are coming with me to eat something!" Smokescreen heard Deepdrive's 'mom voice', as the children called it. He nodded, sleepily and got himself up.
He heard Deepdrive sigh, "Well, 'Wave did you make any progress?"
"Affirmative." Smokescreen heard a voice he was unfamiliar.
"That's good, I'm glad to hear it," Deepdrive said in reply. That's when Smokescreen realized something.
"Wait! You can talk?!" He asked, turning to Soundwave, annoyed and confused.
"Of course, he can, 'Wave ended his vow of silence when the war ended. Why?" Deepdrive asked innocently.
Smokescreen growled.