Difficult Relationships 3 of 7
by Laserbeak
***
Terrorsaur was in a pretty dull mood after he cut the connection with Laser. He was also bored. Why should he be stuck here when he and she could be off having such a great time together? Cycles passed like megacycles.
Then without warning the Darkside's alarm system went off.
"MAXIMAL SIGNATURE DETECTED. AUTOGUNS ON."
"An invader comes from the air!" Inferno cheered."I will go and defend the colony!"
Normally the pterodactyl wouldn't have cared less if the zealot ant-bot wanted to go and slag any Maximal dumb enough to stumble into Predacon air space but this time he had a very bad feeling about it.
"Waylay that, Inferno. The scanners aren't showing anything. Must be a malfunction," he lied, staring at the blinking Maximal insignia on the screen and attempting to block it from the other's view.
The ant was confused. "But the computer said.."
"It must be a glitch. Give me a second to verify it," Terror insisted, swiftly typing in a command: Identify Maximal unit, no vocal response. A cycle later the reply came: Unit identified as Maximal Unit Laserbeak. He typed in another command, fear making his hands shake as his silver fingers raced across the keyboard: Ignore signature and deactivate defences.
"ACKNOWLEDGED," the computer replied.
"See," he laughed weakly in a not very convincing voice as the autoguns ceased fire. "Just a glitch."
Inferno looked uncertain but as the Maximal signature was no longer being detected and Terrorsaur did know much more about computers than him, he didn't bother to argue."Then I shall return to my post."
Terrorsaur stumbled up out of his seat, trying not to look nervous and failing miserably as he added,"I'm, um, gonna go c..check the autoguns, see if I can find the problem."
Inferno watched him go, then shook his head. "Sometimes I wonder about that drone," he muttered.
"Are you CRAZY?!?!" shrieked Terrorsaur as he hovered in front of Laserbeak in beast mode outside the Predacon base.
One of her wings had been scorched before he'd cut off the autoguns and she was having some difficulty staying in the air. He moved to support her as she faltered a bit.
"Just wanted to see you," she mumbled sheepishly, close to tears.
"I wanted to see you too, but you can't come here. What if it had been anyone but me and Inferno here? What if I hadn't been able to detour the ant from coming out here? It's too dangerous!"
The she-dactyl bowed her head in shame, and Terrorsaur felt the guilt sink in for yelling at her. He didn't like being the responsible one. It wasn't his style and it made him feel like a total jerk, which, admittedly, he usually was and did not give a stone's throw in the Pit, but with Laserbeak it was...different, somehow. His tone softened and he held her up more gently.
"Look, you can't get back to the Axalon in this shape. Come in and I get you fixed up, but then you gotta get out of here,'kay?"
She smiled softly and two dactyls descended to the Darkside and entered after a minor delay with the ship's scanner access codes. Luckily Terrorsaur was a whiz with computer and bypassing codes was one his all time favorite hobbies (among them sending virus joke mail and strifing defenseless animals from the air).
Ten cycles later he'd located a first aid kit and was patching her up to the best of his abilities in his quarters, as it was too risky to take her to the CR-chamber and have someone discover her.
The burn was second degree at most but wires were showing, the synthetic skin around was blistering, shiny in appearance, and she winced painfully when he touched it, despite his attempts to be careful. Some of the membrane was badly scalded. He cleansed it and wrapped it loosely, stepping back to admire his work."That should work but you better transform to make sure it's not too tight."
She nodded and snapped,"Laserbeak, MAXIMIZE!" Her transformation was remarkably similar to his own, wings folding onto her arms, tail region folding forward to form a chest plate, beast head flipping onto her back. But there were also obvious differences. Her chest region shifted to form a curvaceous feminine figure and her coloring was black and lavender with red stripes on her chest and thighs. Having never gotten a good look at her robot mode, Terrorsaur was startled. She wasn't really tall, a few centimeters shorter than he, slim, and her figure almost rivaled than of Blackarachnia! Her flawless face plate was the same soft powdery lavender as the flesh of her beast mode, her optics, an exotic emerald green, were accentuated by high cheek bones and delicate, slightly pouty lips.
Terrorsaur suddenly became aware he'd forgotten to breathe, a rather critical habit when one is half organic.
Laserbeak sensed him gawking at her and shifted uncomfortably."What?"
"Nothing," he stammered,"I... just never realized you were so..and, well, you just look, um, WOW." he managed at last.
If she blushed, organic blood rushing to her face,"You're just saying that."
"No,no,no. I mean, uh, do you want to sit down?" he asked quickly, gesturing to his bunk, fluid pump pounding. If he had thought his companion beautiful before, words could no longer describe how he saw her now.
She sat gracefully on the lower bunk, crossing her legs at the knees in a very proper, ladylike pose. Never taking his optics off her, he began to sit too, in the only chair in the room. Unfortunately he missed it by a couple if inches and fell flat on his silver skid plates. His cheeks flushed nearly the same color as his helmet as he scrambled up.
She stifled a giggle as he sat again, this time where he was supposed to. "Are you hurt?"
"Just my pride," he responded, grinning embarassedly.
She smiled and reached out to take his hand tenderly in her own, glancing around the room. Most of the posters were violent war images or adds for weapon and explosive, but there were a few that seemed out of place in their placid, scenic nature amid variationd of flags of the ancient Decepticons.
"Those are Waspi's. He's my roommate. Has a total fascination with the Decepticons for some reason." He shrugged.
"Predacons share rooms?"
"Sure. Don't Maximals?"
"Not really. We're all too different. Dinobot values his privacy. Optimus, well he's the commander. No one will put up with Cheetor or Rattrap. And Tigatron and Airazor are on patrol most of the time."
"Lucky bunch. Here it's me and Waspi, Scorponok and Inferno, Scourge and Tarantulas, Megatron, well he has his own portion of the ship. And Blackarachnia's a femme so she can't really be paired with anyone comfortably." He shrugged again,"That's how it goes."
They were very close now. He'd moved the chair next to the bed so they were only inches a part. By the Inferno she was beautiful! He felt overwhelmed by the gleam of her exostructure, the gentleness of her optics. Was this what it felt like to love someone? It felt as if some wonderful, warm wind had lifted him into the air and wrapped him in it's security. He wanted to touch her, to hold and protect her. His hand clasp hers desperately, as if swearing it's own resolve never to let go.
"Terror..you're shaking," she whispered, brow furrowed in concern as she reached up to touch his cheek gently.
He put his own hand over it, holding it there. He stared into her eyes, trembling."W..would you think I was a coward if I told you I'm scared to death?"
She shook her head, looking confused."What are you scared of?"
"The way I feel about you." He tilted her chin back with one finger and kissed her on the lips, so softly it seemed impossible he could truly be a Predacon.
"TERRORSAUR! I know you're in there!"
The two dactyls jerked apart, optic wide in shock.
"Scorponok!" he yelped,"Hide!"
"WHERE?!"
He glanced around frantically, then shoved he into a storage closet, just as Megatron's second-in-command barged in. He glared at the shifty red flyer who might have been sweating, had he been in beast mode.
"Why aren't you at your post?"
"I..I was just taking an energon coffee want some?" He snatched up a pot of the greenish liquid, juggling it a moment before he finally steadied it in his grasp. Scorponok made a face. Terrorsaur didn't blame him. That stuff was just plain nasty! Waspinator always kept it in their quarters on his desk. He was addicted to the highly caffinated drink, which explained why he was always so high-strung, since that sugar incident when Megatron had all but forbid him to have evenythign directly sweet. This brew must have been at least three days old from the smell of it!
"I'll pass. Just be back at your post in a few cycles so I don't have to cover for you, got it?"
For once Terrorsaur didn't argue with Scoponok's orders, even though inwardly he sneered at the way the scorpion thought just because he was Mega-jerk's right hand lackey it gave him the right to boss himaround. If Scorponok wasn't so blindly loyal to their glorious leader (HA!) he might have been kinda cool, but as it was they hated each other. Well, at least he was leaving.
Suddenly the gray Predacon stopped and looked at Terrorsaur."Who were you talking to when I was outside?"
"Me? Um, no one. I , uh, talk to myself sometimes for company,yeah."
Scorponok looked skeptical. "Well, you better not be trying to hide a pet in here. You know Megatron hates animals."
Terrorsaur decided to try another tactic as the "I talk to myself" bit didn't seem to going over well. "You caught me , Scopi. I found this cute little rabbit with a hurt foot on patrol last night so I brought it back to nurse it to health. But it was feeling better today so I let it go." This story was absurd because anyone who knew Terrorsaur knew if he had found such an animal he would have used it for target practice. Laser stiffled a snicker from her hiding place and he kicked the door subtly, silencing her, though he was struggling to keep a straight face himself.
Scorponok raised an eyebrow."You let it go?"
An angel's hallow seemed to appear over the red Con's head as he nodded and smiled widely.
"How?"
The pterodactyl rolled his optics.~Do I have to paint the guy a picture?~ "Out the view port, how else?"
The scorpion glanced at the view port, then to Terrorsaur, then the view port, then back to the other Pred, his expression a strange mix of disguist, surprise, amusement, horror, and confusion. "Terrorsaur, that view port is directly over a lava pit!"
The look of dawning astonishment and realization on Terrorsaur's face was absolutely comical. He didn't know how to react to this developement, but decided to play off what he did know: Scorponok already thought he was an idiot. He bluffed and hammed up the end of his performance for all he was worth. "STUPID!" he slapped his forehead with an audible smack. "What was I thinking? Guess that shows how good a pet owner I am."
Scorpnok stared at him in amazement, totally buying it, then shook his head. "You are one sick bot, Terrorsaur."
"I forgot, okay?" Man, that's a shame. If the poor little guy was gonna get cooked I shoulda at least been able to eat it. Oh well, no use crying over spilled protons."
The scorpion left, still shaking his head.
Only after he was certain the arachnid was gone did he open the closet and discovered a half hysterical Laserbeak, biting on her hand to stifle her snickers. He felt the tickle take over too and before he knew it they were both sprawled on the floor, cracking up as they held each other for support.
"That was just terrible!" she gasped out, still giggling.
"Yeah, I know. I felt kinda bad lying to him too."
"No, well, yes, that. But I meant you were so convincing I actually started feeling bad for the rabbit!"
This brought on a fresh round of laughter and it took the pair quite a while to settle down.
"The others will be worried. I should get back to the Axalon," she stated, getting to her feet.
"If Scorponok and Waspi are back you won't be able to get out of here tonight. I can sneak you out tomorrow morning before everyone wakes up."
She bit her lip as she thought this over."What will I tell Optimus?"
Terrorsaur nodded to the storm clouds forming outside. "Tell him you got caught in the storm and had to take shelter for the night. This is gonna be a bad one so he'll believe it."
She nodded, considering his words and finding them reasonable. "Where do I sleep? The floor?" She glanced around for a comfortable place to crash.
"The bunk, of course," he replied, the stammered when she looked at him in shock,"I mean you take the bunk and I'll sleep on the floor."
Laser smiled but shook her head. "What about Waspinator? He's your roommate, right? Don't you think he'll wonder why you suddenly prefer the steel-plated floor to your own bed?"
"Point," he mumbled. "Then I guess the only thing to do .." he hesitated, then finished in a rush,"..is to share the bunk. I won't touch you, I promise."
Laserbeak laughed softly at her friend's jitters. "I'm not worried about you taking advantage of me, Terror. But won't Waspinator notice a strange female suddenly sharing your bunk?"
"That I'm as popular with the ladies as I always say I am," he cracked then turned serious at her scandalized expression. "Nah, he's not the brightest bug in the swarm, and I have top bunk so he never looks up there. He's scared I'll pound him for being nosey."
"Well, I guess that's settled. I'll see when your shift's over." She climbed up on to the upper bunk and closed her optics, snuggling down on the cold metal. His fluid pump increased beating at the picture. She was so lovely.
He sighed and left before he could convince himself not to.
Laserbeak wasn't asleep when he got back. She was more than a bit nervous about spending the night in an enemy base, but then her best friend was there to protect her, so why was she so worried?
True, by all logic Terrorsaur was the last person she should have trusted. He was, after all, a Predacon. Not just a Predacon, but a notoriously deceptive and self absorbed one. But she did trust him, more so than any of her fellow Maximals.
So when he entered the room a megacycle later and climbed up next to her she snuggled into his arms, resting her head against his chest. Everything around her felt dark and forbidding, alien and dangerous, but here she was safe and she fell asleep that way, smiling.
Terrorsaur shivered. Unuse to her warmth, but strangely comforted by it. He slipped his arms around her and held her close, lulled by the beat of her fluid pump against his own.
They were both soundly asleep by the time Waspintor entered the room, and as Terrorsaur had suspected, he didn't so much as glance at his roommate before collapsing onto the lower bunk, his buzzing snores filling the air. Had he bothered he would have most likely thought he was dreaming, as he had know the dactyl a very long time and knew very few girls would have gone out with Terrorsaur.
***
Laying close to you
Feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever
Forever and ever
Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't want fall asleep
'Coz I'd miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing
'Coz even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream would never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't wanna miss a thing.
-------Aerosmith
"I Don't Want to Miss a Thing"
*****
Take my hand,
Take my whole life too,
For I can't help
Falling in love with you.
No I, I can't help
Falling in love with you.
____Celine Dion
***
Laserbeak returned to the Axalon the next morning in a fairly good mood. Naturally she had to retell her excuse several times to get herself out of Optimus Primal's presence and even after he dismissed her she still wondered if he had, in fact, bought it. She hated giving reports, it always made her feel like she was on trial.
Throughout the day Rattrap gave her more than the occasional glance of distrust she'd grown used to. She was grateful for once when Cheetor came along and implored her to play mech battle with him. The game was childish and she would have preferred a battle simulation to it's arcade atmosphere, but it made her feel some what at ease to now at least the teenager still liked her, even if he was the only one. Out of fourteen matches she won five and Cheetor nine. Finally she begged fatigue and retired to her quarters.
After undressing it she found her wing had almost healed. That was one plus. Why did life have to be so blasted complicated?
Well, things always looked better after a nap, she reasoned, and shut down to do just that.
***
Predacon Base, day..
Terrorsaur was supposed to be calculating the fall of the next stasis pod, but naturally his mind was somewhere else entirely, on the Axalon, with a stream-lined female pterodactyl with green eyes and a heavenly smile.
He wanted to do something special for her, but all the usual romantic things he could think of were too sappy and totally unoriginal; in short, not him.
Suddenly can idea popped into his head. He typed in the words: Scan terrain for waterfalls.
Laser loved waterfalls so he'd find her one. Quite an extraordinary gift, but it had to be even better than that. He'd never felt for anyone the way he did for her, so this had to special. He would find her the most paradise-like, enchanting oasis in the world. The perfect place for the perfect female.
He scanned the possibilities and dismissed them one by one. Finally one caught his eye and he downloaded the location into his own system, mentally patting himself on the back. He couldn't wait to see the look on her face.
***
Laserbeak waited patiently. Terrorsaur was fifteen cycles late. She briefly wondered how much longer they could go on meeting secretly like this. Optimus was sure to guess, if he hadn't already, that her patrols weren't purely duty related.
Without warning her vision went black as something descended over her eyes. She barely cut off a cry of "MAXIMIZE!" when a familiar voice cheered gleefully, "Surprise! Guess who."
"You JERK!" she laughed, twisting in his wings to face her best friend. He grinned at her, flashing a beak full of needle-teeth as he snickered at his own ingenuousness.
"Come on. I want to show you the place I found."
He lead her to a small waterfall that poured down into an icy pool which flowed directly out to the fragrance of wild flowers was heavy in the breeze. Energon crystals glittered from where they were embedded in the rock of the waterfall's base. Suddenly a whooshing noise broke the serene silence and a black dorsal fin spit the pond's surface, then another and another. One of the creatures leap into the air, displaying it's sleek, powerful black and white body before crashing back into the deep.
"An orca!" gasped Laserbeak, enraptured by the magnificent predators as they frolicked in the afternoon sun. An entire pod of killer whales, perhaps ten in all, splashed and breached, exchanging clicks or whistles.
"This is amazing," she whispered in awe.
Terrorsaur glanced at his chronometer and stated,"This is just the start. Wait a nano-click and you'll see amazing."
"What could possibly be better than thi.."
At that second the sun touched the water, reflecting off it in the energon crystals painting a series of gorgious rainbows across the falls. Laser stared at her wings, now a variety of reds, oranges, yellows, greens, blues, and purples. She turned to her companion, eyes sparkling in wonder.
"Oh, Terror, you're right. It's beautiful," she whispered, her gaze darting around the oasis, trying to take it all in at once.
"Yeah," he sighed as his stare remained locked on the lovely female dactyl in anguished adoration. "Beautiful."
She sensed he was no longer referring to the scenery. Their eyes met, then slowly slid shut as they leaned closer until their beaks brushed and they kissed. His wings slipped around her waist and drew her to him as she trembled in his embrace, reaching up to caress his face tenderly.
They parted and stared at the ground in unison, trying to catch their separate breaths. The sun had set and the night's chill seeped in.
"It's late. I have to get back," she murmured, still not looking directly at him. She was afraid of what she might see. No matter what he was a Predacon and she was a Maximal, despite their friendship. Nothing more could occur between them. It would only make things harder on both of them.
"Sure. See you tomorrow?"
"Of course."
They didn't bother to trade goodbyes. They would see each other soon so their was never any need.
"Sentinel, stand down," she muttered.
The Axalon's sheild disappeared and she entered the ship quickly and quietly. She felt a slight rush of excitement with the prospect of sneaking back into the base as always. It wasn't that she had to, if anyone asked she could just say she was on patrol, but this was more fun. Grinning to herself, she crept towards her quarters...
"Laserbeak?"
And stopped, cursing as she turned to face the Maximal leader.
"Yes, Optimus, Sir?"
"Just Optimus, Laserbeak. I'd like to have a moment of your time if I may. We have something that merits discussing."
"Ofcourse," she agreed, fluid pump hammering wildly in her chest. The look in his optics. He knew. How she couldn't surmise, but if he did she was in for it now. Slag!
She followed him to the command center and stood before him, suddenly finding her feet particularly interesting.
"Laserbeak, it's come to my attention that you're spending a large amount of time outside the base. Not only that, but you really take no interest in much around here. you do as you're told but you don't socialize or hardly even speak with your fellow Maximals."
"I have nothing in common with anyone here. They all hate me because it was a Predacon who reactivated me," she replied coldly.
"I understand and I do sympathize, but to be honest, you don't make much of an effort to change that opinion."
She shifted uncomfortably, then answered evenly," I don't feel like I belong here, Optimus. Just look at me. The only other reptilian here is Dinobot and I'm not exactly as noble in appearance as him, even in bot mode."
The Maximal commander looked at her, accessing her slowly, and had to agree. In bot mode, as she was currently, Laserbeak resembled Blackarachnia a bit more than Airazor. She was lithe and sleek, with wild green optics that seemed to hide something, and a transformation much like Terrorsaur. She looked more Predacon than Maximal any day.
That in mind he pushed on to the next, more pressing subject."Your loyalties have been brought into question as well."
"My..my loyalty," she asked in surprise.
He sighed,"Laser, I had Rattrap follow you. We know you've been meeting with Terrorsaur, which puts me in a very bad position. Despite some of your actions I don't believe you've been doubling as a spy, but the others don't share my opinion."
"Rattrap?" she asked evenly, "And maybe Rhinox or Dinobot, right? Well, they're dead wrong. I'm no traitor, Optimus. You know that!"
"Then why have you been secretly meeting with a member of the Predacon forces?"
She looked caught for a moment, the replied,"It has a lot to do with my distinction from the other Maximals. Terror and I, we get along, we just click. I need someone to talk to and as weird as it is he's the closest thing to a friend I have."
"So your relationship is purely friendship?"
She thought about this a moment. Terrorsaur was her best friend, the only one who understood her. But these last days he'd become something more. That kiss, her lips still tingled from it. She'd been trying to deny it until now, but in her heart she knew: she loved him, maybe always had. He was the oddest, and occasionally the most annoying bot she knew, but she cared deeply for him.
"No, not purely friendship," she whispered at last, a soft smile flitting across her face and she looked up at him. "I'm in love with him, Optimus."
***
I know you love me,
and soon you will see,
You were meant for me,
and I was meant for you
___Jewel
*****
"You were meant for me"
People are sayin'
That boy is gonna hurt you
His kind of love is not for real
He's only playin'
Foolin' with your heart girl
But I know how he makes feel
And I don't any other proof
They just don't understand
They don't know the truth.
_____Celine Dion
"Everybody's Talkin' My Baby Down"
***
Optimus stared at her a long moment, this small, slender female Maximal, so reclusive and quiet. But here was a side of her he'd never seen. Her optics shone with happiness, and he could see she was telling the telling the truth. He shook his head sadly.
"That complicates things, Laserbeak. Back on Cybertron it would be acceptible. The Predacons and Maximals are at peace there, but here there's a war going on. And being involved with an enemy fighter...do you honestly think anything can come of it but pain?"
She swallowed hard and answered simply,"I don't know, but I can't change the way I feel. I love him. I didn't even realize it until now but when I around him I don't feel so ..alone any more."
"As happy as I am for you, I can't help but wonder if his intentions are the same as yours. How can you be sure he's now using you to get to us?"
"Terrorsaur isn't like that! Look, I know you've been here longer than me, but you don't know him like I do. He'd never hurt me. He loves me, for me!"
"How do you know? How can you believe him?"
She wanted to cry, because truthfully she didn't know. He'd never told her he loved her, but didn't that kiss count for anything? "I don't, but I trust him, Optimus. I know that sounds stupid when I'm talking about a Pred, but think about this. Terrorsaur has plans, big plans. He thinks he has a chance at taking over the Predacons. He's not like Megatron. When he gains control of the Preds we can call a truce, even an alliance!"
"IF he gains control of the Predacons he'll have no intention of calling a Predacons call a cease fire it's only so they can reload their weapons. You'd realize that if you emotions weren't clouding your logic circuits."
"You sound like Dinobot,"she sneered,"I know what I'm doing."
"Laserbeak, I'm not trying to criticize you. But I'm responsible for all the lives on this ship, lives you could jeopardize if you slip and let out any information pertaining to our defenses. You aren't to meet with him again."
"Optimus! No, you can't! I promise I won't say anything about the Axalon or the Maximals. If you stop me from seeing him you might as well kill me," she pleaded, optics wide with horror and pain as already a little piece of her died from the thought of being without him again.
Optimus felt bad despite the sensibility of his orders. He couldn't risk the well-being of all his troops for the happiness of one, but he could tell she really cared for Terrorsaur. The Predacons was obviously playing of her natural Maximal instincts to get something. Preds didn't know the meaning of love or honesty. He closed his eyes and turned away, stung by the look of hope that had developed on her face. Her heart would be broken but in the long run he'd be saving her from the agony she'd suffer when Terrorsaur showed his true colors.
"I'm sorry, Laser. My decision stands. The others aren't sure of your loyalty to us and frankly, after what you've told me, I have my own doubts. I can't be sure you haven't already told them something crucial, but I can make sure it doesn't happen again. You'll understand in time."
"You still think I'm a spy?! I thought you were on my side!"
"I don't take sides, Laser.."
But she wasn't listening anymore. Her eyes flashed,"You think if I were leaking info to the Preds I'd come back here? Have Rhinox scan my truth circuits! I haven't told Terrorsaur anything, for the FIVE THOUSANDTH TIME!!!"
Optimus sighed,"Be that as it may, it's too great a risk. As your commander, I'm ordering you not to contact him except engaging him in battle."
Laserbeak narrowed her optics defiantly,"You can take you orders and stuff them where the sun doesn't shine, Primal. I'm outta here. BEAST MODE!" With a sharp, angry squawk she transformed and rocketed out of the control room, tears running down her cheeks and Optimus' call ringing in her ears.
She flew to a tree near the border of Predacon territory, one she'd met her fellow dactyl at many times before. Sobbing, she switched on her comlink and tuned it to Pred frequency, "Terror, please, please, be there.."
***
Terrorsaur had yawned and slumped in front of the com station. He doubted he'd be getting much action tonight.
Suddenly a signal went off. The screen flashed the Maximal insignia and he sat up, glancing around, and he tried to decide if he should go get Megatron or take it himself. He decided of the later. Megatron kept enough secrets to himself, time to even the score. He turned it on. Laserbeak's tearful face materialized before him.
"Laser!" he yelped, jerking foward, expression full of shock.
"Terror," she smiled weakly and sniffed,"Can I see you? It's important."
"I dunno. I'm on com duty. If I get caught slacking of again.."
"Please, Terror, please. I really need you right now. I've left the Maximals, cut my ties with them."
"You WHAT?"
"Please come. It's so cold and I 'm so scared," she whispered, sounding like a frightened kid instead of the strong exterior she usually showed. How could he resist her?
"Give me your coordinates. I'm on my way."
"Thanks, Terror."
"Just don't cry anymore, okay? Promise? It kills me when you do, Laser."
She smiled softly,"'kay. You're something else, T.S., but you're the best friend I could ever ask for."
***
And looking into your eyes,
And seeing all I need,
And everything you are,
Is everything to me.
___Edwin Mccain
"I Could Not Ask For More"
Author's Note: And here we see Shelley forgot role numberone o pairing fics in her young age: If you don't keep the original cast all in character is makes it far less interesting for the readers. Sorry about that. I know Optimus would have been much more stern with Lase considering his reaction to Silverbolt and Blackarachnia or at very least put up more of an attempt to stop her from leaving but this is how I wrote it when I was a kid and I didn't want to change it TOO much. The rabbit scene still makes me laugh. It's a horrid joke but it still amuses me. I have this whole fic written and infact three others in the series but I had to edit them for errors before I load them so this is finished and it will be up soon. Shoackbox, if you read this, didn't I tell you there were some freaky simularities between our fics with the secret meeting place and all? Yours is much better though. If anyone's reading this and wants to astoundingly good IN CHARACTER writer about Terrorsaur and Waspinator, go read Shockbox's fics "The Little Details" and "Crimson Star". They are amazingly good and you won't be disappointed!~Lase