Queen – Jealousy
Ratchet passed the broken body to Optimus, "There was nothing I could do, I'm sorry."
"Jazz…"
He was not left for the government to drop in to the Marianas Trench. Measures did not need to be taken to prevent his retrieval. A room in the new base was set aside and the two pieces set out in as much of a semblance of the living Jazz as could be done with two halves. The heat of the explosion had effectively welded the network of severed energon and coolant lines closed and, unbeknownst to anyone, the faint flickering of a spark carried on, buried deep in the chest, sheltered and safe behind a piece of the shattered spark casing.
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The new arrivals were in bad shape, and it befell Bumblebee to take the necessary part from Jazz, as was the custom on Cybertron: reusing the discarded shells of dead, leaving a memorial in their place. The piece was close to the centre of the chest, and as he moved the plating away to get to it he saw a glimmer…
"RATCHET!"
Inspired by the lyric "Oh.. How.. Wrong can you be…"
AN: Anyone else royally annoyed that they couldn't get their facts straight in the movie? The Laurentian Abyss is not the deepest place on Earth, the Marianas Trench is.
Kaiser Chiefs - Highroyds
Sunstreaker nodded silently.
Sideswipe gave him the thumbs up.
They mentally counted down,
Three…
Two…
One…
They jumped.
As Ironhide came through the door to the firing range, several things happened.
First, his foot broke a laser beam, triggering a barrage of paint bombs, which he dodged. This was anticipated by the twins, and at the moment when he was off balance they tackled him, Sunstreaker pinning one arm while Sideswipe held his head in just such a way to prevent him from getting out of it. Sunstreaker tinkered for a minute, then proudly held up his trophy, the small maker's insignia from the inside of Ironhide's cannon armour. He made to leave, but a growl from Ironhide stopped him in his tracks. Sideswipe looked up worriedly, knowing full well that letting go to get away would also let Ironhide go.
Inspired by the lyric "Once I had a boxing champ in a headlock, when he gets out I'll regret it…"
AN: The scenario for this is that the twins have made a bet with one of the others that they can't get something from each of the autobots, without asking for it or buying it. The items chosen each autobot has two of, for instance Ironhide's cannons each have the little mark in them, and the first to get all of the objects has won. The twins refuse to say what the stakes are, or what they plan to do with the trophies.
Steve Winwood – Second-Hand Woman
Dewbot had hit it off with Jazz as soon as they met. The tiny (compared to the other autobots) machine had been living in secret in the base, afraid of what the autobots, that she had first seen fighting to the death with others, would do if they found her. Jazz had finally caught her though, outside his quarters and listening with half-shuttered optics to his music. When she had turned to run he had caught her hand, sat her down and handed her a cube of energon. They were found hours later by the others, worried that something had happened to Jazz since he hadn't arrived for his shift, dancing and arguing over their music tastes.
AN: Dewbot needs more love! There isn't enough Dewbot about.
Paul Simon – Call Me Al
It had, on reflection, been a bad idea to introduce the concept of a dance-off to the autobots.
Jazz and Dewbot were trouncing the competition with a flawless rendition of 5-6-7-8, until Ratchet and Bumblebee, Ratchet wondering how he had been roped into this, pulled off the electric slide. The humans, of course, were in hysterics, all except Sarah and Will who were trying to convince Ironhide to join them with Thriller.
The dance off eventually just ended up as a dance, everyone having fun and laughing along to cheesy disco tunes. Then the Macarena came on.
As one, all the humans ran to stop the tape and explain that the autobots were not allowed to do this dance within ten miles of any buildings.
AN: I will love forever anyone who does a picture of this.
In fact, love to anyone who does a picture of any of them.
Andrew Lloyd Webber – Variations 5 + 6
They'd picked the right place for the base.
The place was miles from anywhere, and although the salt in the air made rust a little more likely, some creative engineering from a newly landed Wheeljack kept everyone in working order. They were a mile in from the coast, in a valley with gently sloping sides that made harvesting solar energy a lot easier. Again thanks to Wheeljack, a holomatter covered the area, protecting it from prying eyes. Ratchet was just inside this holomatter, and as it was invisible from the inside he could see for miles from his spot at the top of one of the valley sides.
The sun was just rising, tinting the sky with pink and gold and illuminating the planet that was so full of life.
Yes, they had picked the right place.
