YAAAAAY it hasn't been too long! I'm not a horrible person like usually! :D
Well, the next couple chaps should be fun to write. And read, I suppose...
Hope you all enjoy! ^^
Blare had never really left. She stayed there, until night fell on the base. She sat with Optimus for a while longer, not saying much, just being there with each other. It was a little awkward, but for some reason it felt... normal. Like a routine, almost, something she did every day. But it wasn't. She knew that; she'd never done this, not in the last three years. She didn't even know him, so why did she feel like being there with him, just beside him, fit into her typical day so well?
After a bit, Skids and Mudflap had come and taken her away, asking her to play a game of Hostage with them and Bumblebee. Despite not knowing what that game was, she agreed because she knew that if she didn't, they'd whine about how she'd been with Optimus for hoooooouuuuuuurs.
The game turned out to be a more playful form of a training exercise they used to do on Cybertron. One of them (for the first round, Bumblebee) took her inside their alternate mode and drove like a bat out of hell trying to escape the other two, because apparently the other two were Autobot police. And the one carrying the human (in this care, Blare) was a Decepticon who had taken a human hostage, hence the name of the game.
Basically it was just the Cybertronian version of cops and robbers, with a higher speed, but it sounded fun. So why not?
So Blare cautiously climbed into the little yellow Camaro, noting the "Bee-otch" air freshener hanging from the mirror. She'd been instructed to climb into the back as soon as Bumblebee took off, and take off he did. He must have been doing about sixty, swerving like the devil as she tried to crawl into the back where the seats were down. She was being jarred all over the place, bumping into the front seats, against the gear shift, the parking brake, and God knew what else.
"Beeeeeeee!" she shouted, but she was laughing. "Slow down! Come on! Just 'cause they're after you doesn't mean you have to - whoa!"
He'd made a rather sharp turn, pitching her into the back. She rolled over a couple times, eventually landing on her stomach. She pushed up and supported her weight on her arms and hands, then shook her hair out of her face. "Hey! Uncalled for, Bee! Holy-! What is your problem, you speed demon?"
She knew Sideswipe was probably faster, but still! She was somewhat used to it, though, thanks to the few times she'd ridden with Barricade. He liked to go fast too. So did Megatron, but she could count the number of times she'd ridden with him on one finger.
Bumblebee laughed through the radio. "Hang on to your hat, kid."
"Little late for that now, Bee!" she called.
"Watch my back."
"Alright, alright, geez." She grabbed the door handle and pulled herself up onto her knees, glancing out the window. Pretty much all she could see was a blur. They were going so fast!
Then a blur of green buzzed up beside them - not totally beside them, catching up. She heard a yell, but she couldn't make out what he was saying.
"Bee!" She hung onto the side of the door. "Skids is on our tail! Floor it!"
Why the "hostage" was aiding her "captor", she'd never know. But it was a fun game, nonetheless. It gave her time to spend with them, memories she might recover. She missed Megatron and the others, of course, but she wanted to remember. And if Megatron was a good person, like she knew he was, he would be happy to discover she had her memories when she returned.
"Bee, slow down! You're going to hurt yourself - or me - or both of us!" Laughter. This same sensation of gripping the door handle, whipping around the room with wild abandon. That was... that was her talking! Just like before, when she was with Sideswipe!
"Hang on, we're pullin' a U-ey!" The screech of tires, a squealing U-turn.
"Hey!" A new voice entered the fray, and it sounded like Skids or Mudflap - she couldn't tell which one. "Dat ain't fair, Bumblebee! You know dat's illegal!"
"Well we ain't on public roads, ya glitch!" Whichever of the twins it had been the first time, this one was the opposite.
"Who you callin' a glitch, ya idiot?"
"Watch where ya goin', ya fraggin' dumbass! You almos' hit da wall!"
"We supposed ta be on da same team! Stop yellin' at me!"
"Both of you shut up!" That was her again. She got the distinct feeling that they hadn't heard her then. They were still fighting! "Aren't you guys SUPPOSED to be focusing on rescuing little old me?"
Screeeeech. Then the sound of metal colliding, both of them shrieking and tires skidding. She felt the sensation of being scared and annoyed all at once.
"Slag it! Dat hurt! What'd you do dat fo'?"
"'Cause you was bein' a assho', assho'!"
She felt a jolt run through her, and pounded on the door. That was what she'd done before, right? "Bee!" she shouted. That was what she'd said before. "Bee, stop! Let me out! They got hurt!"
Bumblebee screeched to a halt, but he didn't open any of the doors. Instead the radio came back to life. "What are you talkin' about? ... Th-They're okay!"
As she was basically shoving herself against the door, the memory faded away into nothingness. Had it... been longer this time? Wow, she thought, slightly frightened, I'm remembering things really fast... this is insane... She shook her head and fell back onto the floor. "I... I'm sorry, Bee. I was... I was thinking... we played this game before, didn't we? And the twins got upset at each other, and one of them crashed into the other..."
All of a sudden, it was back.
Her hands were on her hips. "For God's sake! Mudflap, Skids, that was super immature, not to mention totally stupid! What is wrong with you guys that you like to destroy things - including each other? Do you know how much work me and Ratchet are gonna have to do to fix you up?" Her arms were crossed now, and her eyes were hardened in a stare. She could see, just a little... the blurry colors of each twin before her. "Well? What do you have to say for yourselves?"
The twin blurs shifted a bit, and now they weren't as clear to her. "We sorry," they said in unison. "We was just tryin' to have some fun wit you, Psycho..."
"Yeah yeah, I know... God, I'm just glad you guys aren't seriously hurt. Now you two march your asses into medical bay. I'll be there in a minute."
"Okay, Psycho."
The Skids blur turned around. "You ain't gonna yell at us while you fixin' us, is you?"
"I just might. But at least I'll fix you."
"Yeah." She couldn't quite tell, but maybe Skids smiled a little. "Thanks, Psycho. You da best, you know dat."
And now, the memory was really over. It was longer than the one she'd had with Sideswipe.
"What's the matter?" Bumblebee spoke up from the radio. "You okay?"
She shook her head, trying to clear it, and heard the doors unlock. She slid her hand off the door and took in a shaky breath. "Yeah, I'm... I'm fine, Bee. S-Sorry about that."
"You sure?" he persisted.
She nodded. "I... I'm alright, Bee. I just... remembered something. It was scary so I... freaked out a little, I guess."
"Get outta the car." He opened the door for her. "What's the doc say?"
She shook her head slowly, swinging her legs out the side of the door. "I... don't understand, Bee. I haven't talked to Ratchet except for earlier."
"Well, do it!"
"Oh... oh. You want me to go talk to Ratchet?"
"We have a winner!" There was that same clip from earlier.
"Alright then, alright, I'm going."
"Hey! Star-screams-like-a-girl!" There was the rev of an engine - a very show-offy engine to match the owner's show-offy voice. "Check out my alt mode. It's way better than yours. I've seen yours, and it's shit. You like mine? Look at the color, it's the exact shade of human blood! Isn't it the greatest?"
Starscream glanced up, annoyed, just in time to see a dark red Polaris all-terrain-vehicle strolling into the building. He flicked the stereo off (Megatron wasn't here at the moment, and Barricade never complained) and crossed his arms. "Oh. You're back. I thought I heard an insect! It's unfortunate, you're too big to swat, unlike Blare was."
"Fragging aft-hole," she sang out. "Come on, you know you want the sexy ATV. Just admit it and maybe our time together won't be as painful as I was planning."
"And what exactly were you planning?"
"Luring you to the beach with my seductive charm and then pushing you into the farthest reaches of the humans' ocean."
"That's so not going to happen, Moonfall. Just thought I'd let you know."
"Starscream, if you're not difficult and you just admit your excitement at seeing a beautiful femme such as myself, perhaps I'll simply seduce you to the beach. I won't even push you in the water... I won't even splash you."
"That's also not going to happen, bitch. I don't really feel like having to care for a sparkling at this point in my life."
He heard her scoff, then she transformed. She was about his size, maybe a little shorter and a fair bit more slender. "You do know we don't have to make a sparkling, don't you? Perhaps you're a moron who never got 'that speech' from his mother."
Heat fogged up his processor, and he turned away from her so she wouldn't be able to see him steaming. "O-Of course I did! I know all about it, I'm not stupid! I just don't want one thing leading to another, that's all! Why don't you just leave me alone?" he snapped, hopefully finishing the conversation.
Moonfall growled, and he was shoved forward. "Frag it! Be that way, you Primus-damned rust-bucket! I don't need you! I don't need anybody!" He heard her quickly making her way toward the exit. "And you better stay the hell away from me, because the next time I see your disgusting face I'm going to wreck it."
And with that, she was gone.
Starscream let out a breath, shaking his head. She really was a bitch. Why had he just turned her away like that? She was all in one, really; attractive, confident, violent, and what a sexy little alt mode she'd found. Then again, he wasn't sure he could survive hourly beatings, so he was eager to drive her away as well. (A/N: No pun intended... or maybe it was... hehehe...) There was also the issue of how long it had been since any of them had seen a femme, so he wasn't sure he remembered how to go about this... "dating" thing, as the humans called it.
After a moment, Barricade came in. "That yelling slash bitching... that was you and Moonfall having a lovers' spat, yes?"
Starscream snarled. "Shut your vocal processor or I might just be tempted to rip it out so you won't be as annoying. She means nothing to me."
"Oh, I'm sure she doesn't, Starscream. But I just thought I'd let you know, that was definitely not the right way to handle that. And if you piss her off, you know who she'll come running to for an audio processor that's tuned in to her bitching about you? The third in command - me. And I'll be more than happy to adjust my audio processors to that setting."
"Take her, I don't... care."
"I'm not an idiot. Look, I won't go after her unless she makes a move first, yes? That should give you a bit of time to sort out whether you want to spark-bond with her or not. And if not, she's mine. You know that."
"Why don't you just go find someone who actually cares about what you're saying, Barricade?"
"Huh." Barricade crossed his arms, leaning against the wall. "Lord Megatron's out there staring at the sky like a human again."
"He misses the girl. She's been with us for three years, you know - I have to admit, she was entertaining. Living with her became normal for us, so I suppose he's just not used to not having her around. He always was rather fond of her." He leaned against the wall too. "What do you think now that she's gone?"
Barricade scoffed. "Well, it's certainly a lot quieter without her around." He glanced over at Starscream, smirking. "Although, perhaps I'm wrong, with the way you and Moonfall are going at it."
Starscream scowled. "Ohh, so very mature of you, Barricade. Don't you miss having her around even a little?"
"I don't know. I think that whatever she's suffering right now, she deserves it for not keeping up with us. She knows she has to be fast, and apparently she decided to wander off." He looked out the window. "Why? Do you miss her?"
"Oh slag it, Barricade, you know that when Lord Megatron wasn't here we were close to friends. Allies, at the very least. If we were attacked at least we'd know she'd fight to the end for the Decepticons."
Barricade flicked his optics shut and shook his head. "But she's not a Decepticon, Starscream... you know that. She was on the Autobots' side, then she lost her memory. She wouldn't have even been here if she didn't have amnesia when we found her."
"I know, I know." Starscream's gaze flickered to the window where Barricade had been looking a moment ago. "She may not have been a Decepticon... but she was one of us."
MWAHAHA. I loved writing this chapter - particularly the Starscream/Moonfall/Barricade interactions and conversations and all that good stuff. I love writing Moonfall's character. ON the one hand, she hates Starscream because she feels she's superior to him... ON THE OTHER HAND, she's got a bit of a Decepti-crush on him. Soooo there's a bit of... shall I even say it?... sexual tension involved with her.
THERE I SAID IT AND I'M RUNNING AWAY NOW! *runs away*
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