Under the Sun
Follow your heart, little child of the west wind
Follow the voice, that's calling you home
Follow your dreams, but always remember me...
"Knock Out?"
A muffled groan was heard from above.
"You asleep?"
Breakdown couldn't rest his optics for some reason. He tried to power down, though for some reason he couldn't.
"Counting scraplets, what is it, Breakdown?"
His thumbs twiddled. "I was thinking... about Cybertron."
"... Yeah?"
"Do you miss it?"
The air got suddenly heavy. "Of course I do, did you think Earth was one of the places I wanted to move on when Cybertron snuffed out? I didn't have an oil bath in ages."
Knock Out could get sarky, though Breakdown knew the remarks weren't towards him.
"I just miss home..."
"... Yeah. I miss it, too."
"You know once Lord Megatron revives the planet, maybe he'll reopen the stadium. He used to be Megatronus, the great gladiator?"
"So I've heard."
"I just got started into the championship, then the war came. When we get back home, I'm gonna get back in. Maybe be as big as Lord Megatron was when he was Megatronus..."
"Breakdown?"
"Hm?"
"Perhaps once we finish the Autobots and you get back into the championship... I could be your personal medic?"
A wide smile was across his face. "Nothing would make me more happier."
Breakdown added. "We're always going to be together, won't we?"
"Until my spark dies out," Knock Out began. "I swear, I will always have your back."
We are like birds of a feather
We are two hearts joined together
We will be forever as one
My brother under the sun
Song: Brothers Under the Sun - Bryan Adams
I dedicate this story to my grandfather, who passed away this summer.
I will never forget you...
