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Chapter 10
"Optimus what cha mean? The Decepticons are-." Optimus looked up at the spy bot. "Jazz you need to understand that this attack is going to have some hard hitters and the numbers are very much against us. We need to have everyone in top shape. I haven't seen such a ruthless attack since Cybortron. Do you understand?" Jazz nodded biting his lip waiting for his leader to continue.
Perspective Change
Sideswipe now free from all the grey paint and bucket walked into his room. He sat on his berth and grabbed a near by cloth and wiped his face. How could a femme make him feel this way? Everything as so confusing. The femme reminded him so much of Nightshade. His spark pulsed whenever he was around her, but what if…if Nightshade was still alive? His spark belonged to her. No one else, but… No. No. This was a war. No room for new romance or new relationship that may compromise the bond between the team. He couldn't. He loved Nightshade. His spark belonged to her and her alone. He just couldn't do that to her. He just couldn't do that to himself.
Sunstreaker walked in and froze. "What Sunny?" The black and yellow bot started to laugh hysterically. "Hey, what's so funny?" Sunstreaker out of breathe just pointed to his brother's face. "Huh?" He rushed over to a mirror and saw in large pink letter the words 'Processor-less twit. Can't even take a clue'. Sunstreaker still laughing walked out of the room pointing to the rag on the bed. "What the-." He walked over the rag now dripping with bits of pink dye. "Primus." He whispered. "It's on."
Timeskip
Nightshade walked into the rec-room to see Sideswipe with his servo on his hip. Nightshade grinned. "Like my surprise?" He smiled. "I did. I hope you like mine…" Sideswipe pressed a button and gas filled the room making Nightshade pass out.
Timeskip
Nightshade woke up with a human food called syrup dripping down her frame and small feathers stuck all over. "What the-." She ran to the medical bay to see Sideswipe chatting with his brother. "So femme I knew you had the coding of a flier, but not an organic bird." She scrunched up her face plates. She crossed her and left the medical bay to get cleaned up.
Perspective Change
"Optimus what now?" "Jazz we need to alert the team. Get everyone in top shape. Check with Ratchet on medical forms. Jazz do you understand?" He nodded and headed for the door. "And Jazz stay staff." "Got cha boss-bot." With that Jazz left Optimus Prime's office.
Perspective Change
"Okay you get it Ratchet." The medic officer nodded. "Don't tell anyone got it? We don't need any panic around base." Ratchet nodded. "Anyone in urgent need to get upgraded or fixed we need to know, now." Ratchet smiled. "Streakshade is the most in need. She needs to scan an earth mode." Sideswipe walked in at that exact moment with certain femme. "So Streaky needs a mode. I volunteer to help her!" Ratchet shook his helm. "Fine just…be careful." Sideswipe let an evil grin take over his faceplates while his spark fluttered nervously. This stupid femme was steeling his spark just like…
End Chapter
So Nightshade and Sideswipe will be alone together! I wonder what might happen…
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