Remember that bronze femme from Firsts? Well, she's back... and this time she's playing with Loki! Loki played herself, and Shadow played Goldstrike. And Wish. And Tiyem. ...Shadow is a busy mech...
Transformers is not ours, though the characters in this fic might be...
Primus, how she hated the large Autobot officers meetings! They were stuffy, cramped, boring, slow, AND Loki couldn't get away with her normal speech! Prowl would always tell her she needed better mannerisms when she spoke up… Turning, the spinosaurus dinobot headed towards her office, maybe one of the twins' pranking devices she had hidden away could help… Intent on her thoughts, she didn't notice anything around her until she ran into a smaller, bronze femme. "Oops, sorry dude, A' didn' see ya'…"
Goldstrike offered the other femme a glare. "Do I LOOK like a 'dude' to you?" she sniffed haughtily. Oh, it was a dinobot... "Well, I suppose I might to you..." She tried to step around the dino, annoyed at how large she was. She was taking up practically the entire hallway! Erg, why couldn't dinobots just stay out of the way of normal people?
"Wha's that 'posed ta' mean?" Loki growled, whirling on the femme before regaining her composure and grinning. "Aye, ya' do look like a dude…" She snorted, "Or betta' yet, a' bitch." Something nagged at the dino's processor, this femme seemed familiar… "Watcha name BITCH?" she asked coolly, enjoying the way the human curse word confused the femme.
Bitch...? What the slag was that...? Wait, wasn't it... With a nasty laugh, Goldstrike commented, "Oh, look, the dino thinks she's so smart, using a human word! What's the matter, one of your friends named Glitch, you don't want to insult them? You already have a Slag, after all..." She sneered, not noticing the dinobot's growing anger. "I'm Goldstrike, but that's probably too complicated for you."
Snarling Loki realized just who the femme was and felt her claws twitch, begging to be let free to tear into the smaller femme. This was the femme that put a blemish on Shadow's report! And this was the femme that wasn't getting away this time! "Wow ya' should really get ya' head outa ya' aft 'fore ya' go an' hurt ya'self," she snapped, forcing the urge to transform and let loose aside. "Ya' so stupid ya' don' know that Slag an' Glitch ENJOY havin' their names used ta' cus' fucka's like ya' out."
"Oh, how cute," Goldstrike said, voice flat. "Trying to defend your friends... if SLAG and GLITCH enjoy having their names used, then why aren't you using them? Stupid dinos..." She tried to push past again, sure that the dino wouldn't dare do anything here. The dinos were dumb, but they DID respect authority, and there were enough people around that Goldstrike felt perfectly safe.
Growling openly, Loki grabbed the smaller femme and shoved her up against the wall. "'Cause YA' not WORTH it! Guess what ya' lil' asshole, ya' not WORTH usin' mah fellow dinos' names on ya'! Ya ' not even worth human curses eitha', but oh well." She squeezed the shoulder in her hand, denting the metal slightly. "Watcha gotta say 'bout that? Hmmmm? Ya' stupid bitch, ya' messed with meh at the WRONG ass time, A' jus' came from a meetin' an' ain't happy."
THAT was not supposed to have happened. "Let go of me, dino!" Goldstrike yelled, high and grating. "You can't do this! Do you know what happened to the last person stupid enough to assault me? It'll be even WORSE for YOU, you stupid, processor glitched, CPU-missing, SLAG HEAP!" The bronze femme clutched at the hand that was slowly crushing her shoulder.
Raising a optic ridge the dinobot laughed harshly, this femme really thought that she was so high and mighty? "O' course A' know, he's mah friend lil' girly. An' theres notin' ya' can do ta' meh, ya' not even as high as his rank, Shadow's above ya' bitch, he's a strong soldier and a wonda'ful danca'." She leaned in closer, voice dropping slightly. "Do ya' even know who A' am? Or are ya' really that stupid?" Primus was that weird! Loki hated being mean, but just thinking about what she had said to Shadowsinger and about her fellow dinobots was bringing out the cruel side of her… a side not many saw unless in battle.
"Oh, sure, he's a good dancer, that's about all he's good for," Goldstrike agreed, sneering to cover the fear that was beginning to eat at her. "Figures he'd be friends with a dinobot, classless scrap has to band together, after all." It was like she simply had not heard the other femme's full statements, or perhaps she simply refused to process them. "It doesn't make a bit of difference who you are or think you are."
Lashing out, the dinobot punched the smaller femme in the face, anger building. "He is worth more than ya' EVER will be!" she spat, hand crunching into bronze armor even more. "An' I don' think, A' KNOW I'm the second-in-command o' the Nerdene Hyrde, Xobit Prime is ma' commander, ma' friend, an' Shadow's a great asset ta' the Autobot cause in the war!"
Goldstrike screamed as the punch landed, and again as the furious femme tightened her hold. Frag, no, this couldn't actually be happening. There was simply no way this dino was a second in command of anything, let alone... the... femme... ship... "That tiny mech, an asset to the Autobot cause? He acted more like a 'con, claiming t'be my equal and attacking me for no reason. Just like you're doing, SECOND IN COMMAND." Well... that wasn't quite what she'd meant to say...
"A' READ th' report, shit head," Loki growled darkly. "An' ya' luck A' don' just turn ya' over ta' mah friends, A' know ya' heard o' them, the twins o' terror." Laughing darkly, she leaned close again. "Ya' right ya' know, ya' not his equal. He's ABOVE ya' an' ya' stupidity… above an' beyond it!" With another laugh Loki pulled the femme away from the wall and slammed her back into it, feeling sadistic glee at the sound. "Do ya' KNOW what they'd do ta' ya'? A' do, they'd do far worse than A' will if ya' ever say anythin' bad 'bout Shadowsinger eva' again… so much worse…" Putting a bite into her words, the dinobot locked optics with the femme. "A'm sick o' ya' type bitch, ya' deserved a beatin' the second ya' messed with Shadow. If ya' hadn't made a smart ass comment 'bout not bein' a dude, none o' this woulda happened…"
Suddenly Goldstrike knew EXACTLY why even the 'cons feared the dinobots. She whimpered as the spiky femme filled her vision, blue optics blazing almost white and promising pain. Fear, finally, too late, far too late, shut down her vocalizer, robbing Goldstrike of haughty words and empty threats.
"No more bitchy answers?" Loki asked, anger starting to fade at the fear she had caused. With a snarl she loosened her grip and flung the femme under her shoulder grumbling. "Stupid femme an' 'er stupid fear… stupid conscious… Wish's gonna kick meh an' throw stuff… stupid temper… stupid…" She trailed off and stomped down the hall to Wishmaster's med bay, knowing full well that she was going to get yelled at.
Had the... dinofemme... Was she showing MERCY? Dinos didn't DO that, they were big strong brutes who attacked at the least provocation and kept attacking until they were dragged off their victim. This one... this one was acting almost... like an ordinary Autobot. And had actually befriended a tiny slip of a mech...
A nice, lazy day, maybe even some time to catch up with old friends... yeah, right. Wishmaster was a firm believer in nothing ever going as planned. And so he was really only a little surprised when Loki walked in carrying someone under her arm. Pointing at a berth, he asked sourerly, "So, what happened this time?" Hum, it was some bronze femme, not anyone he recognized... "And why'd you bring her HERE?"
"A' slagged her fo' messin' with me an' Shadow', sorry Wish', A' let mah anger get the betta o' me, A'm sorry." Loki said quickly, all ready to dodge tools or anything else in the medics reach…
A quick glance showed the femme wasn't actually all that bad off, though she did look pretty terrified of Loki. It wasn't a wrench-throwing occasion quite yet, he wanted a few more answers before he started that. "Well you don't LOOK injured, and Shadow' isn't even here. Just how was she 'messing with' you then?" he asked. The unknown femme opened her mouth to answer, and he glared at her until she showed some sense and remained silent.
"Well, a', ya' see…" Loki twitched nervously. "In Shadow's report it said tha' heh got in'a fight with a femme 'cause she harassed him, an' when she insulted meh an' A' realized who she was… A' snapped. Sorry, Wish'…" She trailed off nervously, optics locking with the femme's while Wishmaster's glare turned on full force.
Ah, so that was it. "As noble as your intentions might have been," Wishmaster started, "You can NOT go around avenging every little insult and argument like this, DON'T YOU INTERRUPT ME!" There the wrench flew, deliberately wide this time, as Loki seemed preparing to defend herself. "You attacked a comrade, left her in a med bay," another tool flew, this time at the injured femme, who was beginning to look smug. "And only re-enforced the stereotypes you are TRYING to end!" He finally finished, pointing at Loki, "Out! Get out, find out who her CO is, and GO APOLOGIZE! NOW!"
Goldstrike winced as the tool flew FAR too close to her head for comfort. That probably explained why the dino was standing there and simply letting this medic yell at her like that... She blinked at the content of the scolding, and then realized she was going to have to put up with this while she was repaired. Her estimation of the dino's intelligence rocketed up quite a bit at that. And... ah, slag.... erm, frag. If there was one thing she didn't want her CO to find out, insulting an officer was definitely at the top of the list.
"Aye, aye!" the dinobot yelled, turning and running out the door. She knew not to argue with Wishmaster when the medic got angry, being in the med bay often caused that knowledge! She continued running until she reached her office, quickly going through her record data-pads and finding the CO she was looking for. When she ended up at said CO's door though, she paused but Wishmaster's threat forced her to open the door.
Tiyem looked up in surprised as his door opened. There was no REASON for it to be opening, no-one was expected at this time, and... Femme? Big femme... and spiky. Dinobot? Here? What? "Um... May I, ah, help you?" A quick IR scan reviled the 2iC insignia, and he mentally groaned to himself. Just what had Goldstrike gotten herself into THIS time?
"Um, A'… uh…" Loki sighed and fidgeted, angry at herself for being so nervous. "A' kinda sent one o' ya' subordinates ta' th' med bay with a few bangs an' A' came ta' apologize." Still fidgeting the dinobot dearly wished she had controlled her temper…
Wait, WHAT? The mech looked at the fidgeting, FIDGETING? dinobot blankly. "Are... you... Do you mean Goldstrike? What did she do this time?" There was NO WAY a second in command had come all this way just to apologize over something like that... The mech continued his blank stare, optics flickering as the sheer weirdness of the situation threatened to overwhelm him. Maybe... she was talking about someone else, someone who hadn't started it...
"Aye… she said stuff 'bout mah' friend an' a' insulted meh an' A' snapped… an' A'm sorry fo' it." WHY was he staring at her like that?... "Did A' do somethin' wrong?" Slagging pit! What was she so nervous?! Loki was used to being yelled at, used to getting in trouble for Primus' sakes!
"Ah, I'm sorry, sir. It's just... You're APOLOGIZING for teaching Goldstrike a lesson?" He could not, simply could not, process that thought. Especially since it seemed that Goldstrike was, as usual, the instigator.
"Um, aye?" Loki said, strength coming back to her voice. "It was wrong'a meh ta' hurt anotha' Autobot an' even worse ta' be one not unda mah' command…"
Well... okay, she did have a point there... "Sir, no disrespect, but I've had to work with that femme a lot, and you and I both know she deserved whatever you gave her. And if she actually learns anything from this incident, I'll give you... um..." Tiyem trailed off, realizing that he really didn't have much to offer. He settled for a weak smile and saying, "I'll, ah, owe you?"
Oh, that was unexpected… "Aye…" Shaking her head Loki smiled and nodded, forcing all bad thoughts from her head and just accepting what she'd done. "Aye, A' can live with that." The dinobot fidgeted again slightly, still fairly embarrassed by the entire situation.
"So, this'll go down as another disciplinary event..." Tiyem muttered aloud. "Thank you for informing me, sir. ...And for getting her any required medical care," he added almost as an afterthought. "Was there anything else, sir?" Huh, he'd never realized dinobots could be cute.
"Naw… but if Wishmaster comes by, A' did apologize… um, he's mo' than a lil' mad at meh fo' hurtin' 'er…" Loki said, giving another smile before turning to leave, having thoroughly used up her embarrassment.
Feeling a sudden strong desire never to meet 'Wishmaster', the mech nodded. "I'll be quite sure to inform him, sir. And, ah, thanks for the warning..." What a strange crew she must be a part of... And may he never have to meet them.
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