Title: Lamia
Author: Kyotoagnes
Pairing: Soundwave x Blaster
Summary: Humans have vivid imaginations, unfortunately for Soundwave it seems Blaster is the only one paying attention to that fact.
Rating: M
Warnings: AU, Frankensteined combo of G1 and Bay Verse, possibly disturbing imagery.
Word Count: God knows
Transformers belongs to Hasboro /Dreamworks /Paramount long may they continue to put out more pretty and not so pretty mechs for me to use in a purely not for profit way of course.
Prologue
Blaster was deep in recharge when the twitching in his cassette compartment brought him online. Through the connection to Rewind he could feel the cassette's distress. Rolling over he ejected him from his slot. "So help me Primus if you were cruising 4Chan before recharge again you are on your own buddy." Blaster muttered at a trembling Rewind. The cassette sat on his chest looking throughly sheepish. "Sorry it wasn't 4Chan it was Wikipedia."
Blaster shuttered his optics still coming totally online. Wikipedia, what the hell was so bad on Wikipedia that it would set Rewind off.
"Show me" He said. Rewind couldn't help himself really, he had to know everything and he easily got in over his head on the Human Internet. He opened the feed and flinched slightly. Primus that was nasty, he flipped past the images of executions and further into Rewinds visit. Images, and data spun past until something caught his attention. He extracted and copied it over and disengaged from the feed. He could tell even in the semi dark Rewind was starting to shake again. Technically in most ways his Cassettes were adults but in the privacy of their quarters both Eject and Rewind tended to seek comfort from him. Blaster gathered him in closer and Rewind allowed it which told him he was really bothered by what he had seen.
"Listen you know what Prime said about humans being a young species. They're still learning and they don't execute people like that anymore. The rest of that stuff is just legends, and nightmares." Blaster felt Rewind slowly sliding back into recharge. It was funny both Eject and Rewind had slogged through a thousand battles with him but a human execution and human fairytale had given the poor mech the shakes. But he had to admit humans did have some vivid imaginations. He pulled up the clip he'd pulled from Rewind's transmission and accessed Wikipedia to do more research. On his chest Rewind went limp fully gone into recharge. Alone in the half dark Blaster paged through the dark underworlds of the human imagination and smiled to himself thoughtfully.
Chapter One
Rewind came online to find Eject poking at his helm. He realized they were both out of Blaster's compartment and the berth was empty. Eject squatted back and poked him once more in what could only be described as vindictiveness.
"What'd you do to Blaster?" He asked abruptly.
Never particularly fast at onlining, and with the night he'd had, Rewind just shifted away from his fellow Cassette's poke of death and clicked his equivalent of 'huh'. Eject emitted his own click which pitched just right translated as 'idiot' in their own little language they had between them and jerked his thumb over his shoulder at the other small room in their quarters with the door closed.
"He kicked me out of recharge early, grabbed a cube, locked the door and he had that look." Eject slumped closer to Rewind who let him because the poking didn't seem an eminent danger again.
"Which look? The I need new music look, the I have an idea look, or the I'm going to have to blame this on someone else look?" Rewind noted Eject was now wrapped firmly around him.
"No, he had the Soundwave look." Eject muttered. Rewind's eyes went back to the door and he inched a little closer. Oh, that look. Well in that case Rewind closed his optics again there was no help for it now they would just wait until Blaster finished with whatever "surprise" he was creating for Soundwave and was more himself again.