Oh, well. Didn't get 6 reviews, but I still got 5! You people are amazing. =D
I hope I can get another 5-6 reviews if I can.
I wanted to quote something Ninja School Dropout said, just because it is so true.
"Writer's block. It'll kick your ass everytime..."
True that!
Thanks for all y'all that reviewed so far- it means all to see that at least some people like what I write. :D
Sideswipe was wise to hide himself from the wrenches he knew were coming...and the mechs. He had gotten multiple threats from a few mechs- Ratchet saying the scariest- but, he wasn't about to regret what he had said to Elektra. When 'Swipe had said that, he tried to drop the hint that he like liked Elektra. The mech was unsure if he actually loved her but he knew that he had a super crush on her...he had always had one.
The reason why Sideswipe was currently hiding in the brig was because Ironhide had sent him a short comm. that had scared the frag out of the smaller mech.
:: I will find you, and I will kill you. ::
Ironhide had copied that sentence from a movie he had once seen with Sarah and Will. Well, he had seen them watching it and he had stared through the window of the large living room. It was quite entertaining to the mech, except that he preferred more action-y movies.
That brings us back to the scared mech that sat silently in the farthest, darkest corner of the Autobot brig. Messages kept popping up into Sideswipe's processor, mostly urgent pop-ups saying he was low on energon.
Sideswipe knew he wasn't going to get energon, though, because Jazz had taken it as his duty to assign mechs that knew Knockout and Breakdown were loyal to the Autobots to guard all energon in the base. When Sideswipe comes for it...who knows what will happen.
Ratchet and Ironhide both stood next to each other; one polishing his cannons, the other his wrenches. There was no emotion seen on either of the two mechs' faces as they both glared at the wall in front of them. Ratchet had been a grandpa of sorts towards Elektra and Nightwing since their creators had been killed by Decepticons, while Red had become more of a father. Most of the mechs on base wondered when Red was going to show up, considering that mech never gave up.
Elektra groaned as she rubbed her helm. The thought of apologizing to Sideswipe appeared in Ellie's processor but was abruptly dismissed: he had disrespected Knockout and Breakdown. He had disrespected her friends. So, she had gone berserk and cursed at him...could you blame her?
Elektra shivered; it felt like some one was watching her, she spun around quickly to see a gun right in her face. It was a small gun, and looking down, she saw it belonged to a Deceptibird. The bird, still very young, shot her in the left optic and tried to fly away. It got about two feet until Elektra growled and pounced on it, acting much like a cat.
The bird let out a horrified squawk- it's wiggling being quite useless as the femme just stood up, digging her talon-like claws into the bird's neck. With a growl at the Deceptibird, Elektra sent a comm. to Prowl.
:: POWPOW! :: Elektra squealed at Prowler through her comm. link.
:: Ow. What is it, Elektra? :: Prowl hid his groan of misery as he answered the comm.
:: I caught a birdy! :: She sang, giggling. :: And it's a Decepticon! ::
There was a moment of silence as Prowl sat there, across the base, quietly.
:: Prowl? ... ::
:: WHAT? BRING IT TO THE BRIG. NOW! :: Prowl screeched into the comm. link, effectively making Elektra fall back onto her aft in fear, her grip on the bird tightening. Deciding it would be best to just listen to Prowler's commands, Elektra got up and literally sprinted all the way to the brig- tripping down the stairs when she reached the open door that led downstairs.
When she finally rolled to a stop at the bottom of the staircase, Elektra looked to see Prowl, Ironhide, Ratchet, Jazz, and Mirage surrounding Sunstreaker and... Sideswipe. None of the mechs were looking towards Elektra's direction, or even noticed she was the. Suddenly, the femme got an idea and smirked at the Deceptibird in her servo. The bird just glared back up at her in a Primus, femme. LET ME GO. Kind of way.
Elektra quietly walked up behind Prowl, the bird managing to keep himself quiet. Mirage noticed the femme first, staring at her like, The frag are you gonna do? The femme got right behind Prowl and in a fluid moment, spun him around and smashed the Deceptibird into his face. The bird, being smart, made kissy faces and smooching sounds as he was shoved into the mech's face. This effectively got Prowl to scream in fright, fall on his aft, and cover his face.
When he realized that the creature was just a Deceptibird, Prowl glared full-force at the silently giggling form of Elektra. Prowl looked back to see that the Twin Terrors had escaped and the bird, still in Ellie's servo, was staring at him innocently.
Ironhide ripped the bird from the femme's servo, and walked briskly into the interrogation room with Prowl right behind him. Ratchet gave Elektra a look that said, Get out or maybe some one needs a check-up.. Ellie took the hint and sprinted out of the brig, quickly.
Three hours later of extreme and horrid and miserable interrogation from Hidey ...
"Why were you spying on the Autobots?" Ironhide hissed at the Deceptibird.
"Ah wazzn't ah wazz spyin' on da femme." The bird rolled it's optics and glared at the mech as if he were stupid.
"Why were you spying on the femme, then?"
"Cuz, ah was there."
"Where?"
"Are ye stupi' or som'thin'?" The bird groaned and hit his helm on the desk. "Ah guess ah'll just spell it ou' fo' ye!"
With a single short sigh, the Bird looked up at the black mech, and stared him straight in the optics.
"I was there when Elektra's brother went suicide. I told him too. Oh, and by the way, you can just call me Makeshift."
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