Prompt: Crash
(AU) Shattered Glass
Transformers © Hasbro
Moonracer ambled around the cliff-face, rifle resting casually against her shoulder. Dried energon patches streaked down from her left optic socket; the red glass itself hung uselessly by its sensory cables and swung next to her chin. She sang jauntily, her partially crushed vocaliser giving the sound a broken, keening quality.
"Oh, what do you do with the grounded Seeker? What do you do with the grounded Seeker? What do you do with the grounded Seeker, early in the cycle?" she cheerily sang, rounding the corner to inspect her work. She whistled low.
"Wow, you must've taken quite the tumble huh, big guy?" she sounded impressed, and absently tossed her gun from one hand to the next as she approached the offline mech. She came to a stop by his pedes, giving them a prod with the end of her rifle.
Nothing.
She frowned and gave his leg a slight kick.
Still nothing.
Her single good optic rolled, "Awww, the ickle Seeker is sweepy" she grinned brightly and skipped gracelessly up to his damaged wing, "Now, this may hurt a little" Her foot came down hard on the appendage. She winced at the pained cry it garnered from the mech, even though it did serve as an effective wake-up call. Hmm, maybe a little too hard?
"Dude, use your indoor voice" she chided, dumping her aft onto a nearby rock. The mech, having regained consciousness, canted his head to survey his attacker. Blue optics, though dimmed in pain, narrowed.
"What do you want, Autotrash?" he snarled. She frowned wistfully.
"See, now that's a bit of a loaded question there Deceptikuku-bird…First off I'd like a whole new alt-mode; ya know, something real optic catching…with built-in long-range photon canons! Then a new paint-job, this whole cyan and black thing is just soooo last millennia, y'know what I'm saying?" she grinned impishly, leaning back against the rock face.
The Seeker stared at her, then turned to scoff, "Psycho"
Moonracer pouted, "Hey now, no need for name-calling Decepticranky" she twirled her rifle and tilted her head to one side, "If ya find me that bad company I could always call the other femmes over. You know how they love you flyers" she smirked at his grimace, "I'm sure Chromia'd love to mangle a Seeker…well, once Elita's through with you that is" She offlined her optic and shrugged her shoulders, "Course, if ya keep me entertained for long enough I might just forget to tell 'em"
She turned her dim red optic back to the Decepticon, whose own blue pair were fixed on the sky in a deep frown. Moonracer waited and then puffed out a sigh from the corner of her mouth.
"Tch, suit yourself…" she hopped off her rock and casually moved to step over the prone mech. She didn't have time to do more than blink before she found her legs knocked out from under her.
Huh, well she hadn't expected that.
She hit the ground with a grunt, instantly rolling backwards to increase the space between herself and the Seeker. She leapt to her feet and flicked her optic back to her opponent…only to see an empty crater.
A yelp escaped her as she found herself pushed to the ground by a greater weight. She instinctively tried to kick and scratch at whatever she could reach, only to have her arms and legs both pinned. She puffed out another sigh, this one of defeat more so than petulance.
"Well, looks like ya caught me" she quirked an amused grin, "Forgot you could teleport" Funny how those things seemed to slip her mind…
The 'Con merely glared down at her.
"That shot of yours really hurt you know?" She smirked.
"Huh, I would'a thought it was the fall that hurt more" she hummed contemplatively. Blue optics narrowed but a small smirk soon crept across his faceplates.
"So, what was that you said about keeping you entertained?" he queried casually, giving the wiring around her hips a sharp pinch. Moonracer blinked her single good optic, an artificial layer of innocence decorating her tone.
"Why Warpy, how forward of you! I was thinking more along the lines of playing eye-spy, or talking about our feelings, or-"
A swift, though fully anticipated kiss rendered the rest of her sentence mute. She smirked and gladly let the Seeker deepen it, reciprocating with a passion. Her hand slithered out from his slackened grip to gently caress the wing she'd previously stepped on, smirk growing as it trembled under her touch. With a slight growl he broke the kiss, nipping at her lip before moving onto her neck cables.
She purred under the attentions and her optic lit up as a damaged wing flooded her vision. Grinning deviously she leant up to lick at the energon leaking from the wound. The Seeker above her groaned.
"Sneaky Autobot" he growled, though there was a certain fondness in his optics when she pulled back, energon smeared across her mouth.
"Like you'd want me any other way" she sniggered, licking it from her lips with a crooked grin. He shook his head but returned the smirk.
"True…" he rumbled, leaning down to capture her in another searing kiss. He then pulled away just enough so that his lips brushed against hers when he murmured, "Though we seriously need to talk about less painful ways for you to get my attention"
Author's Note: ….Yes, I know I'm a fickle, fickle, hypocrite XD To be fair, I 'ended' this before because I ran out of inspiration…now I've got some 8D Besides, I freaking love these two XD Also, I changed the genre from humour to general, y'know, just to leave more room for variety ;D
SG Moonracer isn't exactly crazy =/ She's more unpredictable and impulsive (maybe a liiiitle unhinged and wild), whereas Skywarp is essentially the same, only less of a bad-boy, more of a mischievous do-gooder.
Elita was the one who ripped out Racers optic (she's crazeh 8D) which reminds me, think I might do a oneshot of the SG femme base! Should be…fun? Twisted? Mentally scarring? X'D