Okay don't kill me. Im bad trying to get accents down, I suck at it. So im not doing it, you peeps can use your imagination (Think of spongebob when saying that) and think of those accents.
Disclaimer : I do not OWN Transformers! Only Athena and Paradox. Or any OC's that comes up.
::Comm link::
"Hey, you ready?" Smokescreen asked hanging on the door with half of his frame leaning inside of the apartment looking around having not knocked before opening the door. She was his best friend as he was to her, so he found at times that he didn't need to knock and just barges right in. Athena, not stopping the mech from doing so made it all the more known to other that Smokescreen was the only one aloud to do so. As she was aloud to do the same with his apartment. "Come on femme!"
"Im nearly ready you impatience mech! Why am I even going is beyond me." her voice carried over from the other side of her apartment. "Come on! The party's probably already started!" he grinned in his reply. "Everyone will be there and the bar closed before your out of your house."
"Why are you even dragging me to this?!" she shouted, irritation clear in her vocals though she already knew the answer. Smokescreen only laughed. "Because you need to get out and enjoy being a young femme and since this is one of your days off, I choose this to be it that you get out! Meet some other femmes and mechs while your at it. Its been three vorns of nothing but training and work with you with only the occasional outings since you got into the Elite Guard."
Smokescreen grinned at the tall femme coming towards him, he took his weight off of her front door finally having a visual of her. "Finally! Here she cometh!" she gave a good humored growl at his joy and playfulness. "I've change my processor, im staying home. And for your information, mech, I do have other friends."
"Ugh! Femme! And pry tell are these so called friends you have?" he asked before venting when she didn't answer. "Now, as your commanding officer, I order you to follow after me to this party." he declared but she only gave him a dull look. "Off duty means I don't have to take your orders, good sir Smoke." he hung his helm and slumped his shoulders having tried many times to get the predacon out of her house to enjoy being a femme. He has only succeed minimal times being able to literally count those times on his digits. Even less to the ones she went to willingly.
The two had formed a good friendship during their continued training under Magnus. Smokescreen having already went through training during the war had been promoted a year later. Athena had been placed under his command shortly after insuring the friendship that had begun, continued to develop to what it was now. Bumblebee had also become friends with her, with his easy going nature, along with several others that came to know her, during her short life.
"Jazz can you help a bot out?" Smokescreen asked glancing out into the hallway. "She's being difficult again."
"Smoke! Really!?" she grounded her dentas at hearing the mech, that had been called, come forth with a chuckle. "Athena, Smokey here, is right. You need to get out. You cant be stuck here in your home."
Her helm went back, optics staring up at her ceiling in exasperation at the antics of the two mechs. "I hate you, Smoke."
He grinned in triumph seeing her defeat clearly in her frame.. "Nah, you love me. Now get you aft in gear femme! It's time to par-tay!" he took a hold of her servo and dragged her out of her home with Jazz laughing from behind as he followed. "Don't worry Athena. You'll like it." the musical mech stated patting her other servo.
"May I ask who all is going to be there at the bar?" she asked shaking her servo out of Smokescreen's hold.
"Bulkhead, Blaster, Warpath with his date Flareup, Blurr-"
"You have got to be kidding me! That mech will be there!?" she blurted out the Earth phrase without thinking when she heard the mech's name. "For the love of Primus, please tell me you are joking."
Smokescreen smirked as Jazz laughed and leaned into the predacons view. "Sorry, Athena, he'll be there. Afterburn will be there also, along with two in the Alpha team, Flak and Big Bang."
"No, Primus, I do not need my audials ringing from that mech's loud aft voice!"
"Metalhawk, Ironfist, and Mirage is also there." Jazz continued as if she didn't give a comment. "Though, more bots could have showed up while we went and got you."
"Let me guess, High-grade will be past around?" she asked a frown plastered on her face plates. She tries to avoid being near that stuff having to seen on multiple occasions what it does to mechs and femmes. She did not want to become that stupid under its influence. She's had to deal with Smokescreen enough when the High-grade hit him, she was good without.
Smokescreen smirked giving the femme a knowing glance at her distain of the energon. "Ah, come on, Athena, just try a little bit. It's not that bad, honest. It'll just help you relax and loosen up. Get your dance on."
"I do not need to loosen up. I have seen many times of what happens to bots when they consume that vile stuff." she grounded out.
Jazz cracked up having never heard of her aversion to High-grade. "Wait, wait, wait. Are you telling me you, femme, have not even tried a sip of High-grade?" Smokescreen gave a nod to the mech's question. "I was able to get her to come to my promotion party, surprising I know, and by the time she arrived, most of the partygoers where feeling the effects of consuming High-grade. Took one look at all of them acting like sparklings and never touch it when I told her what cause it."
"Ah, femme, your not livin the life if you don't try it out once." Jazz stated grinning, making the predacon narrow her optics at the stealthy mech. "Don't even think about spiking my energon." he let out a gasp like he was hurt that she would suggest he would do such a thing. "Athena, I would never do such a thing. You hurt me so by accusing me like that."
Glancing at Smokescreen with a roll of her optics, something she hasn't been able to stop since learning it from Miko. "Can that mech get more melodramatic? We sure he shouldn't have been a femme in life?" she asked making her best friend scuff out a laugh.
"Hey now." Jazz grumbled good naturedly at there banter between all three. He had met the Elite Guard predacon after she had been stationed under Smokescreen's division and having since then made good friends with her. Often times helping to get the femme get out to experience much of what she should have, if she had been sparked and not cloned.
The music could be heard by now as both mechs took a hold of each of Athena's servos. She grumbled knowing why they were doing that, they just wanted to make sure she didn't make a run for it. "Im warning you now, if that mech tries anything, im putting him in stasis." she stated seriously to her friends. Smokescreen only shook his helm. "Yes, yes, we know. By now, most think it has become a thing when you come to a party. It's become expected lately."
The door opened to reveal a mech, the one they had been hinting at just then. He zoomed up to stop in front of Athena ignoring the growl that had started. "Mysweetspark! Ohhowlovelyyoulooktonight. ComejoinmeanddrinksomeHigh-grade!" he stated holding out a cube for her, Jazz and Smokescreen trying to contain their laughter at the hopeless mech.
Ever since Blurr had laid optics on Athena, during her first outing at that, he had been trying his hardest for Athena to accept a courting with him. Each time he woke up from the ground with a sizable dent from her hard punches. Only, she found, that made the mech work harder each time to earn her affections. At times, Smokescreen thought that Blurr had processor problems if he found Athena likable that way, that earned said mech a trip to a medic.
Biting back a groan she went to try and be civil with the mech for once, feeling Jazz and Smokescreen let go of her servos. There way of preparing her usage of her servos when she took the punch to Blurr. "Hello Blurr."
Apparently greeting the mech was the worst thing she could have done. He went spastic. "Sweetsparkhowhasyourcyclebeen? Minewasgood,butgotbetterwhenmyopticsweresetuponyourlovelyframe. Haveyoubeentakingcareofyourself,mydearspark? Ifyouwouldlikeicouldgiveyouagoodbuffering. Letyourarmorshineandyourbeautyshowthroughtoall."
There were times she didn't understand why, or how it was possible, that she could understand the mech when many couldn't even separate each word he spoke. She found it a curse to be able to understand the mech. "My cycle would be better if I wasn't dragged to this party that I really didn't want to go to in the first place." that last part was directed towards Smokescreen. "And for your information, Blurr, I do not need my armor to shine, it is fine the way it is."
"Wellsweetsparkwhydontyoucomeinandhavesometimewithyourmech. Youcanrelaxasigivemylovelyfemmeagoodrubinbetweenthewings. Youwouldlikethatwouldn'tyoumydearspark? ImeanifyourwingsarelikePraxiansdoorwingstheywouldbejustassensitive." he asked giving her a smile. He could see how tense her frame was.
"OH MY FRAGGING PRIMUS, I AM NOT YOUR SWEETSPARK YOU DELUSIONAL MECH!" she yelled, her anger snapping as she quickly drew back, Smokescreen taking a hold of the High-grade not wanting to waste it, and hit the speeding mech making him fly through the air, back into the building, scaring several bots within, before landing out cold in the middle of the room.
"Wow, it took you longer to punch him this time." Jazz commented having been keeping a record of each time the two were near each other.
"What is with that mech?! Why is he so infatuated with me? When will he get it through his thick fragging processor that I want nothing to slagging do with him!?" she steamed, armor flared out in the agitation. Smokescreen sharing the High-grade he confiscated with Jazz as they watched the femme fume. "What does he see in me? What the pit is with that delusional mech!? Does he have wish to meet with the Allspark soon!?"
"Hey, Athena." the voice snapped her out and she turned to see the yellow Lieutenant. "Bumblebee."
He half turned to Blurr's prone form before looking back at the predacon with a chuckle. "Will Blurr learn?"
"Nope." Both Jazz and Smokescreen replied. Smokescreen took a hold of Athena, leading her into the building as she went willingly. After getting Sweet-En she made her way to the table Smokescreen, Jazz, and Bumblebee claimed. "Hey! Athena!" Glancing back she spotted Flareup coming her way. "Flareup." she greeted the cheerful femme. "Where's Warpath?"
"He went to get me some High-grade. I just showed up only moments before you clobbered poor Blurr." she smirked.
"Eh, I did not clobber the mech." She muttered to which caused the femme to laugh. "Well, half the time, the mech goes flying in your anger. I'd say you clobbered him." Athena could only shake her helm with a smile. "I thought your shift wasn't up till a little later?"
The orange and red femme wiggled her optic ridges smirking. "I traded part of my shift with Noisebreak and promised the mech some energon goodies if he would cover this part." Athena chuckled at hearing the poor mech's name. "Sorry, Flareup, but that mech will do anything for goodies. Between you and me, I bet that mech has a sweet circuit."
"I wouldn't doubt it, anybot speaks the word goodies and Noisebreak is there with an audio out." Smokescreen added. Flareup raised a ridge up at the mech. "You know, for a mech not looking to settle down with a mate anytime soon, you sure do hang around Athena here."
The mech gave an unamused look to the femme. "Cant a mech be good friends with a femme?" he asked glancing to the other two mechs present. Warpath came up from behind Flareup, giving her the cube before greeting the others. "Hey bots. You must be Athena that Flareup keeps talking about." They returned the greeting as Athena and Warpath gave a nod to each in their first meeting. "And to answer your question, a mech can be on good terms with a femme. Though with the war done many have settled down with long overdo Sparkmates. So, many will confuse your friendship with Athena to be, how do I say it, like your trying to court her."
Athena began choking on her Sweet-En trying to clear her intakes while many in the group laughed at her reaction. "You good there, Athena?" Flareup asked going over to help the femme. "Y-yes."
"Let me guess, bots have been thinking im courting the predacon?" Smokescreen asked venting at the stupidity of some bots.
"I know better, but yes." Jazz replied grinning. "Those that know the two of you know better. It does make the betting pool entertaining with Blurr and many thinking Smoky, here, are trying to win her spark." Athena narrowed her optics at the silver mech. "A betting pool?" Jazz's grin was whipped at hearing the underlining threat. "What? What betting pool?"
"You know what betting poo-" Jazz slapped a servo over the yellow mechs mouth with wide optics knowing he was doomed from just that action. Glancing at Smokescreen trying to ignore the deathly intent coming from the tall femme. "Im fragged arent I?"
Smokescreen smirked. "Yeap." the 'p' popping.
Flareup grabbed Athena's servo and pulled her to the dance floor after setting down both cubes. "Come on, lets go dance some. Just us femmes. Elita-One and the others should be arriving here soon." Jazz waved a servo in thanks to the femme and her ability to turn Athena's attention away from punching him. "Oops, sorry Jazz." Bee stated sheepishly. "Nah, mech, you're good. Flareup can deal with her now."
Smokescreen chuckle shaking his helm glancing behind him to the two femmes that danced, seeing Athena laugh at something Flareup said before replying. "She's changed a lot since we first met her." Bumblebee glanced up watching the femmes also when Smokescreen had spoke. "I know what you mean. She's not so held back like before."
"What was the femme like? I only know Athena from what Flareup says." Warpath asked. "Isn't she the only predacon in the Guard also?"
"Yeah, she's the only predacon that is, well, really active around these parts. Predaking and the other two predacons haven't been heard from in a while after the battle with the terrorcons. When she came back from Earth she started her training with Ultra Magnus and me." Smokescreen stated. "She was skittish around new bots, some of them manly being seekers at that, but with Magnus' help she slowly got over it since being an Elite Guard would make her have to meet new bots all of the time. I helped by taking her to outings like this and many times that's where she met those she now calls friends."
"I meet the femme in one of those outings he made her go to and he had asked Bumblebee to come along while I joined them after bumping into them." Jazz added. "It took her a bit to stop bein stiff around me, but I worked my charm on her and later that night she was bein herself. Athena can be quiet weird at times."
Smokescreen grinned. "If I remember correctly, you almost gave up trying to get her to smile. It took Prowl showing up to bring you back to work that she found you funny." Jazz pouted. "Hey, it was my break. One that went on for more than it should have."
"Right." Bumblebee replied smiling.
"Any fill-ups?" Smokescreen asked taking cubes as he stood up. "Hey, Smokey. Get an extra cube of High-grade." he gave the silver mech a confused look before it dawned on him. "If she finds out, you take all of the blame, deal?"
Jazz laughed. "Deal, now go get before the femmes come back." Bumblebee glanced at the mech as he took a sip. "Well, it was nice knowing you Jazz." that only made the mech chuckle.
To be truthful I was actually going to have her wait in the dating wise, but for some reason, this mech just came and slipped right in. SO, for those that had trouble, I went and separated his words. Not only that but apparently if a word is too long for fanfiction, part of the word disappears...found that out the hard way. So, instead of each sentence being smashed together i have to put spaces in order to parts not to be missing.
"My sweetspark! Oh how lovely you look tonight. Come join me and drink some High-grade!"
"Sweetspark how has your cycle been? Mine was good, but got better when my optics were set upon your lovely frame. Have you been taking care of yourself, my dear spark? If you would like I could give you a good buffering. Let your armor shine and your beauty show through to all."
"Well sweetspark why don't you come in and have some time with your mech. You can relax as I give my lovely femme a good rub in between the wings. You would like that wouldn't you my dear spark? I mean if your wings are like Praxians doorwings they would be just as sensitive."
Sadly it's a one-side crush. She literally has no interest in him. If he stopped trying to flirt with her, she would consider him a good friend, but he has yet to quite.
Read and Review. Much appreciated my dear readers.
