Title: Rhythm Pet
Rating: M
Universe: Movie
Pairing: Soundwave/Dylan Gould
Word Count: 2,044
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers or anything affiliated with it.
Obscure pairing go!
Stunt
"You could be a stunt driver with those turns!" Dylan grinned at the complement but did nothing but give the silver Mercedes a pat on the hood.
Informing
Soundwave had studied the human race thoroughly, and informing the enemy was one of the lesser evils this race had done.
Sunlight
He hated sunlight, it was too glaringly garish – however Dylan seemed to love it, and it seemed to be growing on Megatron.
Liaison
"I prefer 'liaison' over 'spy'." Dylan said, crossing one leg over the other and chuckling, "I'm no James Bond."
Empty
Every time Soundwave left to contact Megatron, he had to remind himself that it was usual that his driver's seat was empty.
Apple
Dylan tossed the apple core out of the window, obsessively anal about keeping Soundwave's interior clean.
Glossy
"No I want it to be a glossy finish, not some cheap metallic shine. I want to be able to see my reflection on every inch of this car, I want to be able to lick it."
Tense
Not that Soundwave cared, but whenever Dylan was tense or nervous, he would switch on the jazz station so that the meat-bag wouldn't grip the steering wheel too tight.
Idea
"Laserbeak," Dylan announced, watching the retreating back of the man that had keyed Soundwave's door. "I have an idea."
Firework
It amused Laserbeak that as a child, Dylan Gould was absolutely fascinated by a simple firework, but got acclimated to transforming robots rather quickly.
Toll
Dylan screamed on the floor as the Watch-bot entered his system, but it was just a demonstration of the toll he would have to pay if he ever betrayed them.
Stole
"They stole my car! It was a Mercedes!" Dylan cried, and Soundwave switched off his receptors so he could concentrate on sifting through automobile databases to find a 'Mercedes' that he found aesthetically acceptable.
Pool
Laserbeak landed right next to Dylan, frightening him so violently that the human slipped right in the pool.
Economics
Dylan set his hands on his hips, looking up at the Decepticon, "Believe me Soundwave, I know economics – I know what I'm talking about! If I was an idiot do you think I'd be on your side?"
Estimate
"I estimate you'll be fully repaired in…two weeks." Dylan said, lowering the clip board and staring forlornly at Soundwave who had once again not taken his advice about stopping on red.
Chop
"I will chop you in to pieces; I will rip your fingernails out if you lay one more hand on my fucking Mercedes!"
Aquarium
Soundwave tapped the glass of the aquarium in boredom, watching Dylan's marine pets flee from the mild sound.
Vote
"Well I uh…vote you beat his ass." Dylan said under his breath, and Soundwave pondered the consequences of Starscreams latest 'spitting accident' around the liaison's estate.
Flight
"But Soundwaaaave!" A ten year old Dylan Gould whined, holding on to a curious Laserbeak – desperate for a test flight.
Needle
"I was getting turned on but the end of that tentacle looked like a needle, forget it!" Dylan squirmed out of Soundwaves window, falling on to the grass and straightening his jacket.
Hunt
"You enjoy hunting creatures that cannot fight back." Soundwave said, observing the dead Buck that Dylan had brought back in a truck. "We have something in common."
Tortoise
Soundwave simply could not comprehend why poking the Tortoise with a stick as it slowly crossed the road brought so much giddy excitement to his liaison.
Suicide
"You must be joking." Dylan said, turning to look at Soundwave, "Autobots? Humanity? Just knowing you is nearly suicide, opposing you is a guarantee."
Sunset
Soundwave tolerates many thing for keeping a good standing with his liaison, and letting him stop on a hill to watch the sunset in silence is the least difficult to perform.
Sign
"Stop sign! STOP SIGN!" Soundwave doesn't understand why Dylan is so hysterical until a truck the size of Ironhide barrels in to his side.
Saucepan
Laserbeak would always end up breaking the Frisbees and clay pigeons, so eventually the new time-killer became 'fetch the saucepan'.
Shout
Soundwave was sure that whenever Dylan took him for a drive that the human would shout with double the anger necessary when someone cut them off.
Weather
Soundwave was disgusted by his first encounter with water falling from the sky, but Mr. Gould seemed perfectly fine with letting the young Dylan stomp in the muddy puddles.
Socks
"Socks don't go on your noggin, Laserbeak." Dylan said - pulling the striped sock off of Laserbeaks head once the transformers had realized he couldn't reach it with his talons.
Chimpanzee
"Those things scare the crap out of me," Dylan said, listening to the radio talk about a chimpanzee attack, "and honestly if the Decepticons wipe them all out I won't complain one damn bit."
Piano
When all the help had gone home and he thought no one was around, Dylan would play the piano quietly, and Soundwave would listen as he filed intelligence reports.
Hazard
The silver Decepticon has no understanding of the meaning 'road hazard', as Dylan calls him, until the car he cuts off skids to a halt and is rear ended by the one behind it.
Activating
Manipulating the liaison was like activating alien technology; you just had to find the right spots to contact at the right time.
Breeding
Gould Sr. would always remind Soundwave during their occasional meetings of how his son was the result of good breeding; the Decepticon didn't care to research as to what that even meant.
Run
Every morning Dylan runs for an hour and Soundwave is thankful that the only maintenance he needs to maintain himself is the occasional oiling and joint cleansing.
Shift
Soundwave is hostile to the idea of this 'Carly' girl temporarily driving him, in the first few minutes on the road with she nearly breaks his gear shift.
Alpha
In the English dictionary, Soundwave notes the term 'Alpha male' is something that Dylan believes applies to himself.
Preference
"I didn't know if you had a particular…preference…for humans." Dylan says breathily as slithering steel holds him close to the seat and runs across his body.
Overlook
"I'll overlook the fact that you tore that car thief in to ten separate pieces because I'm glad you weren't damaged." Soundwave finds this strangely endearing.
Similar
Although Laserbeak and Dylan only saw each other perhaps once a year, they had a similar dark sense of humor that made their banter surprisingly informal and familiar.
Party
Whenever Soundwave was around and Dylan was throwing a party, he'd show off the silver Mercedes to his guests, describing every curve sensuously and running his hands along the hood gently.
Developing
Laserbeak perched on Soundwave's hood as he watched Dylan walk away awkwardly, legs numb. "What did you call that? A 'trust developing session'?"
Hardening
Soundwave knew Dylan's nerve had been hardening, and he was something close to proud when he saw his liaison walk casually through the Chicago war zone to speak with him.
Solution
"There is a simple solution to this tension problem, Mr. Gould." Soundwave growled quietly as he watched his liaison shudder and squirm under his manipulations.
Surround
A potential client became violent and as Dylan backed up as a gun was drawn, he heard the sound of the doors lifting and safety in the form of bladed tentacles surround and pull him back in to the seat.
Nose
"This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't gotten your nose into the watermelon." Dylan scolded Laserbeak as he scrubbed off sticky fruit juice from the Decepticon's beak.
Speculation
"Starscream has some speculation that you will be unable to perform the tasks given." Soundwave said as he lifted Dylan on to his shoulder, "I expect you to prove him wrong."
Bye
"Bye Mr. Soundwave!" A young Dylan Gould shouts from his father's side, waving at the retreating form.
Brain
"Does he have a brain to use?" Dylan whispers in to Soundwave's audio receptors as they watch Starscream flail after a tarp accidentally blows over the con's optics.
Audio
Not that Soundwave minds, but he wonders how Dylan's small ears can handle the blasts of sound from his stereo system as he shoots down the freeway.
I might do more, might not.