28 Hot Rods
Part 9 Drinking Energon
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. They belong to Hasbro and Takara. I am merely taking them for a short spin.
Hot Rod peeked in the open door of Kup's office.
"Working hard?" the young mech asked.
"Not really. I finished up a while ago," Kup said.
"Then what are you still doing here?"
"Hiding this from Ultra Magnus," Kup said.
He held up a container of energon.
"High grade?" Hot Rod asked. "I can see why he might be a little uptight about that, considering you have it here, and you're on duty."
"My shift ended two hours ago. I was just trying to find an excuse to tap into this. Now you're here, I might as well share it," Kup said.
He produced two drinking cubes from his desk, pouring some for himself and Hot Rod. He handed the young mech his, waiting expectantly.
Hot Rod shrugged, tossing back a long draught, and immediately commenced coughing.
Kup laughed.
"First time you've sampled the hard stuff?"
"No," Hot Rod spluttered. "It's just been a really long time since I've had any. Remember? Stuck on Quintus, cut off from everything?"
"Forgive me, lad," Kup said.
He held up his container. "Let's drink to happier times, and better memories," he said.
Hot Rod raised his own container in salute, then took a sip, remembering to take it slow this time. He was liking Earth already.
