Seven months. Seven months and it was starting to get on his nerves. Seven months of not being able to see his guardian. It kind of agitated him. Why was he being cooped up like a bird of some sort, only allowed to be set free when he made enough noise or they felt like doing something else on him that was grueling and painful. It kind of pissed him off, really. But then again, who wouldn't be pissed off at this sort of thing? He was some sort of play thing for the Decepticons, and they no longer cared how he was or what happened to him, just as long as he was safe and sound for those "procedures"; procedures that slowly changed his proto form and alternative mode so that he could then transform into something that he wasn't. It almost made him sick that he ever wanted to go along with this thing in the first place; it hurt like hell and he could never transform into what ever he was supposed to transform into to see what it looked like. Then again, he could have without ever knowing it, Soundwave informing that he could do so because his current standards in that alt mode were, well, somewhere along the lines of invalid and still needed some work. And he couldn't think of just upt and leaving; what about Mindfreak? They would no doubt catch either of them if they tried to run. And at the moment, he hadn't the slightest clue as to where the older bot even was.
Huffing, the light colored bot paced around his personal quarters, trying to hold back the urge of wanting to simply smash everything in sight. But he didn't want to scare Forest anymore than he currently was; the poor bird-like Minibot was currently hiding beneath the youngling's desk, shivering under the pushed in chair as he carefully watched his current owner pace around the room in an angered style, as if expecting him to suddenly lash at him. Like Aquajet ever could; it seemed now a days that the birdbot was the only piece of family that he still had in existence, and he didn't feel like hurting the little fragger at the moment and suddenly chasing him off. He knew the fragger knew how to hide just as well as he did, and that was the bad thing.
Sighing, Aquajet finally turned on his heel and walked over to his berth, plopping down on it as he hung his arms over his legs as comfortably as he could without tearing the berth with the blades on his forearms; that had happened once or twice. When he was sure that the youngling was in fact going to stay there, Forest dashed out from under the desk, leaping onto the bed in good stride and instantly tried to circle around the youngling's waist as best he could, his helm landing in the light colored mech's lap; purring lightly as he tried to inch closer to the body. Sighing yet again, Aquajet placed a servo gently on the Minbot's helm, petting him as the purring grew louder.
"'Ah jus' don't know wha' t' do anymore," said the youngling, mostly to himself, with a slight whine in his voice. Instantly Forest looked up at the youngling with a sad look, the movement making Aquajet's servo stop as Forest gave a worried click. "'Ah know, 'Ah know," said the youngling, looking down to his peds, which barely touched the floor. "Don't think of anything crazy, right? That's what 'Freak always used to say an' all, ya know. 'Ah know ah' shouldn't try n' kill mahself an' all tryin' t' escape, buh ya know tha' we have'ta find some way outta 'ere, right?"
Clicking again, the bird like minibot instantly got up and moved, walking up and curling into the youngling's lap like some sort of cat. Aquajet didn't mind; now that he was bigger, Forest didn't seem as big as he once was to him. More like less than half his size, at the moment. Relaxing, Aquajet slumped his arms over the minibot, now wishing that he had more to think about than just this.
He still didn't get why he couldn't see his guardian anymore; Soundwave had said that Mindfreak had to go somewhere or something, and he hadn't heard a word from him since. It was quite a surprise for Aquajet to then find Forest hiding under his berth in his private quarters, seeing as how the minibot never went anywhere without his master, or even his brothers. He would have thought that perhaps Fraxure or Summit would have been one of the ones to find his quarters and hide under his berth, not the fraidy cat 'bot who couldn't fight worth a damn. Not that anything was wrong with the minibot; he was loveable, and liked to cuddle a lot, which amused Aquajet a lot, and yet at the same time comforted him. He could remember his childhood when he slept against his guardian's chassis, pretty much cuddling as well even though he thought himself better than that now. Shows you how much someone changes, doesn't it?
Sighing, Aquajet moved to lay down on the berth, Forest giving an annoyed click as he moved to dash under the covers when they were lifted up and offered. Turning off the lights with a switch near the head of his berth, Aquajet slowly moved his way under the covers, Forest dashing under them and finding a place near where the youngling's legs would stay as he slept. Relaxing as he lay his helm on the pillow, servos going behind his helm, Aquajet made sure that he was fully covered up before staring at the ceiling, Forest happily wrapping himself his youngling's legs and peds before purring happily, falling into his own slumber as Aquajet lay awake. Sometimes, Aquajet wished that every day ended like this, and was happier than this as well.
And then again, he sometimes didn't.
