The Cat
These started off as experiments in ficing, and now seem to have started to become something that enjoy writing. So enjoy the madness that is Toy!Verse.
Warnings: Based on my toys, but focuses on Ironhide. May have some grammar issues. I tried my best.
Pairings: Implied Ironhide/Ratchet, Jazz/Prowl.
Notes: This is an experiment in writing only, and based it around the toys that i have. There is OOC, but I have attempted to remain faithful to the characterizations.
"Ironhide?" The Masterpiece Prime said, looking at the newest Arrival into the House. "Ratchet tells me that you are grateful there are no animals?"
"Yes, I am, Sir. Is... that a problem?"
"It might be. Some of the older ones, such as Robot Replica Barricade, tell me that there was a Cat once in this House."
"And Where is it now?" He looked up at the taller mech with a confused look. Out of the corner of his optic, he could see Said Barricade looking out through the glass door to Outside.
"It died. On the day that I was brought out of my long stasis. They hardly talk about it, but I believe they miss The Cat-Terror." He placed a hand on the others shoulder plating, though really it was brittle plastics.
"Hmph. Like Decepticons have even a shred of remorse in their frames. " He snorted a bit, then looked away, over to where Ratchet was conversing with the Jazz-horde.
"Is that--" He looked at the Masterpiece, then back at the mech with the tinsel around him.
"Yes. Go, have fun. I'm sure you will soon get used to things around here. Just... be careful of the Unicorn Twins."
"THE WHAT?!"
The Masterpiece only chuckled, and waved him off. "Go, enjoy your peace while you can, you'll soon see why."
Comments are very much loved, but not vital. Though I do like to know if I need to improve.
