Just a little idea that's been plaguing me for a while. No pairings. Enjoy.
"Transformers" © Hasbro
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Arcee looked around the Ark nervously. She'd insisted she'd be fine, coming here alone, but she felt far from it, though she'd never show such weakness. It was hard enough being a femme without giving them more reason to doubt her. And it wasn't as if she were utterly alone – she'd trained under Ironhide, after all.
She missed Hot Rod, and Springer. The trio had been inseparable, as none knew their creators. Arcee was their 'Wendy', but the boys never treated her any differently for it, though they frightened off any other suitors she might have had. And now? They were galaxies apart!
Conversely, the twins would not be separated. They had known their creator, but felt no affection for the weapon-maker. It had always been just them. They had never wanted anything else.
Still, seeing the lost expression on the pink femme's face, Sideswipe couldn't help but feel a twinge of empathy – he couldn't imagine what she was going through. Sunstreaker thought he was going soft.
The pretty thing had never been alone in her life, nor they. It was a match nobody expected, but they should have. Sighing, the pair walked towards her.
"Arcee, right? Wanna hang out?"
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