How's it going? Anyways, I wrote this story for a very special friend that I RP with on an almost daily basis. Me and her have been RP'ing this basic story for almost a few months so it was only a matter of time before one of us turned it into a story.

Anyways, enjoy :)


Endless war was all the tribes of Maximal and Predicon went through. In-between each conflict was a period of peace to allow a time of rest and recovery known as mating season, when every couple would breed a litter. Most bots have already long chosen, with the exception of Princess Moonrider of the Maximal Tribe, and Prince Drift of the Predicons.

Like most of her tribe, Princess Moonrider had grey skin and a beautiful set of dark blue optics. Her shiny blue helm also indicated her tribe and status as well. Also like his tribe, Drift had silver skin, and dark red optics. Much more unique to his family lineage, he sported a silver helm with two helm spikes that receded sharply backward. Both held the looks, and the power to take anyone in their tribes as mate, but chose not to. Drift being too occupied with the outdoors and Moonrider simply hating all the males her age.

Despite this, both had their obligation to fight one-another on the field of battle. Drift's sire, King Thermal, led the Predicon's in an attempt to secure the river-valley in-between the two tribes. Moonrider's father, King Leobraker, waited and surprise attacked the Predicons who fought ferociously, but in the end, both sides lost too much to keep going. It was back to the tribes to get ready to breed a new generation of warriors.

Drift was heavily damaged, and rather than go to the healer like everyone else was doing, he sat by the lake in his dark brown loincloth and dipped his pedes into the water in peace. He listened to the sound of the birds, and to the soft whir of the river. It was soon that his peace was disturbed with the sound of rusting in the leaves. He opened his optics and could see Moonrider, with her own breast and pelvic cloth that did nothing to hide hercuts and bruises was on the opposite side of the river.

Both were still for a moment, not knowing what to do. Drift bit his lip "Hello"

"Hello" she echoed back at him.

"Do you come in peace?" He asked her and sat up a little straight.

She nodded "Do you?"

He nodded "I'm healing" and to that she came foward a little bit and stood at the edge of the creek. She sat down and too dipped her pedes into the water.

Drift examined her and she examined him, taking note of each other's injuries "Are you up to talk?" She asked.

"I wouldn't mind" Drift responded.

"Why did you attack today? Right before the season, why did so many bots have to die?" Drift didn't have an answer, he just looked at her. "I mean..." She was exasperated "I guess you don't know."

"I don't" he responded back "My father's idea"

"My father's military adviser suggested the ambush. So I guess I wasn't in on it either."

Both sat in silence for a little bit, just looking at each other. Drift relaxed a bit and spread out his toes in the water "You getting mated this season?" He asked.

She shook her helm "Nah, I'm sitting this out too"

"Really?" He acted surprised "You're 21 right?"

She nodded "Same age as you?"

He too nodded "But you should have a sparkling by now. You need to sit one of these wars out Princess"

"What about you? It doesn't matter how many sparklings you sire, you still will have to fight"

"I don't have any either" he admitted with a slight chuckle.

"Really?" She was surprised as well "A prince has handsome..." She then froze. "...A prince such as yourself should have a mate"

"Same as you" he pointed out.

"Thanks" she sighed looked down into the water.

"What's wrong?"

She looked up "I can't believe I'm having such a conversation with a Predicon"

"I can't believe I'm even talking with a Maximal" he smiled "Maybe we can...be friends"

Moonrider looked to his smiling face and thought it over "Friends?"

He nodded "It gets really lonely this time of year"

"Can I have time to think this over?"

He understood "It all starts with a servo shake if you want to come over to me"

She thought it over and shook her helm "I don't know. I need time, Prince"

He then nodded and stood up. He stood still at first, but he then began to approach, his bare pedes gently splashed in the shallow creek before he reached her side. He didn't want to intimidate her, or cause her to run, so he just sat down.

"You must be desperate for a mate if you're choosing me"

"Who said I was?" he looked at her weirdly "I've been around so many scum-bags that I can spot a good bot when I see one."

She rolled her optics and stood up and walked over to him. She towered over him and he looked up a little bit awestruck. She put her pede on his leg and smiled "Do Predicons shake servos from a sit?" She took her pede from his leg and he stood up.

"No, it's just...I wasn't expecting that you'd be..."

"Assertive?" She asked and held out her servo. Drift took it, and the two shook.

"You want to meet here again at dinner time?"

She nodded "I'll bring the wine"

"And I'll bring dinner" he smiled "I'll see you soon" and with that, the two parted.


Good, bad? What are everyone's thoughts? Thanks for reading!