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So, Ravage is my favourite cassette, and I want to show her some love.
I don't think this will ever count as love, but I'm going with it.
The overall tone of the story is meant to be humorous, but the end of this chapter is somewhat dark... and once I get past the whole 'introduce the plot' part I'll be able to do whatever with this because I love shenanigans and this opens up so many opportunities for shenanigans. There will be very little actual plot.
I stand on top of a small cliff, watching the idiots below me as the fighting degenerates into the petty name calling and insulting right on schedule.
If the humans ever got brave enough to watch, they'd probably laugh themselves silly.
"Hey, Kitty!"
I look down at the red Autobot twin as he throws a shiny spherical object at me, wincing as it sticks in the rock directly below me.
"You idiot! You could have at lest hit it!"
I flinch internally.
Stupid Autobots, I am far more than a mere 'it.'
"No! You're both idiots! I haven't even tested that!"
I look down again at the Autobot inventor, frowning as he berates the twins, helm fins flashing obnoxiously bright.
Haven't even...
I look down at the sphere in horror, and now that I'm paying attention I can hear a rapid beeping.
Then the beeping quickly changes to a single, high pitched whine, and everything goes black.
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I bolt upright, prepared to maul something, when I hear Frenzy start swearing.
He wouldn't be swearing with that tone if there were any danger nearby.
I look over the side of what I can now recognize as a berth in the med-bay, and frown down at my cursing brother. "You alright, Frenzy?"
He stops abruptly and stares at me, and I freeze.
Since when did my voice sound like that?!
It's deep, and flowing... musical, even.
I sit up, and freeze again.
My altmode is a panther, I should not be able to sit up as I just did.
I shutter my optics briefly, silently praying that what I think has happened has not actually happened.
Deep intake.
I look down nervously.
I'm later told that my enraged shriek could be heard from the command center, the soundproofed command center, but at the moment I couldn't care less.
When I next see that inventor and those twins, I'm going to botnap them, and torture them until they are too tired to beg.
Then I'll have Hook fix them, and do it all again.
Over and over again.
My servo clenches into a fist, and I can feel my wings vibrating in rage.
I slide off the side of the med-berth, two heeled pedes landing softly next to Frenzy.
They will suffer for what they have done to me.
Thoughts?
If this idea is not, in fact, original, please let me know.