Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dinobots, Gears
Warnings: Gen fic, some hinted slash pairings in some chapters.
Summary: A collection of ficlets inspired by various Murphy's laws of love, war and technology, to name some.
Notes: An old series of ficlets I wrote around 2008-2009, already posted on my AO3 account. See the link in my profile for more info and fics.
Murphy's Laws
2. Murphy's Law of War: You have two mortal enemies in combat, the opposing side and your own rear services...
He was going to die. He just knew it. If Decepticons didn't kill him, they would.
Why, oh why did Prime choose them to form the rear of the convoy? Why? And why did he had to be assigned there as well? Not that he wanted to be in the front; the Twins were there, and they weren't very kind to the Minibots.
But the Twins seemed a better choice each passing second, especially next to these mechs. Not that he hated them or anything. When they listened, they could be... well... nice enough. But right now, as a battle was nearing, he wished he could get away from them, or at least ignore them.
If only they weren't trying to ease his uneasiness...
"You punny Autobot no worry; we Dinobots will be careful," said the thunderous voice of Grimlock.
"We not going to step on you by mistake," added the voice of Slag, next to his leader.
Did that mean they would step on him anyway, but with intend instead? He glanced at the enormous mechs and felt his Spark skip a beat when he saw the grins adorning the Dinobots' faces.
Gears moaned and send a quick prayer to Primus. If he was lucky, his death would be mostly painless...
Too bad for him he was hardly ever lucky...