Prompt: Bar
Characters: Moonracer, Elita One, Chromia, Firestar, Astrotrain, Blitzwing, Skywarp, Starscream, Thundercracker
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Moonracer sighed into her cube, blue optics gazing over the pink glass to survey her present company. Elita and Chromia were, as usual, engaged in deep conversation over their respective cubes of mid and high-grade; topics varying from their defensive techniques, to required weapons updates, a short intermission with their united front's batting away some boorish, drunken mech, a brief session of amusement at said mechs expense, then setting back on course to possible security updates on the west wing of base.
Those two don't just bring their work home with them; they bring it to the bar as well!
"Guys, seriously! Can't you two forget about work for like, I don't know, five kliks?" Moonracer exasperatedly leaned her helm in one hand, idly mixing the contents of her cube with a finger.
Chromia tetchily crossed her arms, having been the one interrupted, while Elita gave an amused smile.
"Sorry Moonracer" she took a small sip from her cube while Chromia huffed.
"Work for me is fun. I use guns, I blast 'Cons, I yell at people. And when I'm not doing that I'm planning on how I'll do it in the future. Each cycle's a slagging party for me" she drawled before taking a swig from her own cube.
Moonracer stared. It really was hard to tell when Chromia was being sarcastic or serious sometimes.
"Why don't you go hang out with Vibes or Arcee?" Elita suggested, knowing either of those two would amount to ten times the amount of fun Moonracer would have in their presence.
She shook her helm, "Nah, last I saw the two of them were off flirting with a bunch of mechs" she sighed, throwing back the rest of her high-grade.
"And….since when have you been shy?" Chromia queried, steely blue legs crossing and cube set back on the table with a clack.
Moonracer gave the blue femme a confused look, "I'm no-" She stopped herself, optics illuminating in stark realisation of how big a slip she'd almost made.
Oh…my Primus. I cannot believe I almost said I'm in a relationship! Frag it, Moonracer! How stupid can you get?!
Putting it down to the high-grade in her systems, the cyan femme gave a small giggle. "Ehehe, um….I'm not shy I just….There were Decepticons in the group" she had to fight a wince at the irony of her excuse.
Chromia scoffed, "Listen 'Racer, as far as I'm concerned you can frag Megatron himself while we're here" she bluntly stated, garnering a small chuckle from Elita. Smirking, she added, "So long as it's a matter of 'What happens in Maccadam's, stays in Maccadam's' I honestly don't give a frag"
Moonracer had to gawp. Sure, she knew Chromia could be blunt…but slag, the femme sure knew the meaning of 'one night stand' down to the ground.
"So go on" Elita grinned, "Have some fun, for Primus' sake. You're too young to be spending your night talking to old-coots like us"
"Hey speak for yourself; I've got millions of vorns left in me yet!" Chromia retorted with a grin.
"I give her till next cycle" a dry tenor cut in from behind.
"Oh har-har-har. You're a slagging comic genius Firestar" the blue femme droned, sending a deadpan glare over her cube.
The search and rescue specialist gave a slight shrug, pulling up another stool next to Moonracer.
"I, for one, wouldn't venture over there" she tapped the counter putting in her own order of low-grade. "If anything, those two seem to have the mechs a little overwhelmed"
Chromia snorted a 'figures' while Elita chuckled. Moonracer idly fiddled with her now empty cube, hoping the issue would be dropped.
"But in all honesty Moonracer-" No such luck "-there's no reason why you shouldn't try talking to some of the mechs here. After all, how often do we get to go out like this?" Firestar pointed out, tipping back some of her own cube.
"And you haven't dated anyone since Powerglide! Honestly, unless you want to end up like Firestar you'd want to get a move on" The blue femme ducked as an empty cube was chucked at her, "Not to mention-" her helm resurfaced and continued "-if what I hear about him being involved with an organic now is true, you can't really do much worse than that" Chromia's faceplates quirked a derisive grin.
Before Moonracer could respond a new voice, accompanied by a large purple elbow propping itself next to Firestar, cut in. "You can say that again" Four helms instinctively rose to meet the source of the voice. Moonracer blinked in recognition, instantly able to put names on the two towering mechs; Decepticon triple changers, Astrotrain and Blitzwing.
She shot a wary sideward's glance to her companions for any signs of hostility. Detecting none, she relaxed back in her stool and gratefully took a fresh cube from the serving-drone.
"What do you want?" Chromia drearily queried, indifferently examining her cubes remaining contents. Astrotrain shrugged.
"You femmes looked pretty lonely over here is all" he casually replied, smirk undisguised.
"Tch'yeah! What, are all the Autobot mechs too busy to come visit?" Blitzwing sniggered.
Elita gave a mild shrug, seemingly apathetic to the 'Cons looming presence. "Bearing in mind that your faction keeps the space bridge guarded at all times, it's proven to be rather difficult for them to get here" she calmly stated, sipping from her cube and optics lit to an icy blue.
"Or they're too busy hooking up with organics" Astrotrain quipped, garnering a fresh bout of laughter from Blitzwing.
Chromia snorted, "Just because one Autobot has such low tastes, doesn't mean you can rope the rest of them in with him"
It was Blitzwing's turn to snort, "Yeah right! If you saw the way they act over those insects, protecting them like they were their slagging sparklings, you'd probably think otherwise"
Before Chromia could get too riled up and start something more than verbal exchange, Elita cut in; "Is there a point to this little intervention, or may we return to our previous conversation?"
"Oh, by all means! Don't mind us" Astrotrain smirked, leaning further on the counter, red optics glinting mischievously.
Chromia twitched and looked about ready to utilize her 'battlefield' voice, when a keening shriek rent the air. Followed by another. Glass smashing. Several crashes and the distinctive sound of wild grappling. Then more shrieks. Moonracer instantly put two and two together, knowing those sounds and that screech.
Arcee had gotten into a fight.
In sequence, Elita and Chromia both sighed with different levels of exasperation and irritation.
"Shall I…?" the pink commander began, but stopped as the charging purr of laser cannons sounded. Chromia huffed.
"I think this is a two femme job" she drawled, standing and throwing back the rest of her cube. Elita nodded and rose as well, not bothering with her own cubes remains.
Be it spawned through diplomatic civility or the enjoyment factor that came with sowing confusion into the minds of one's enemies, Elita still felt the need to turn and address the two 'Cons; "Excuse us, but our companion appears to have gotten in over her head"
"Again" Chromia griped.
"We'll see you two later" she addressed her fellow femmes with a smile.
With that, the commander and lieutenant departed, leaving their red and cyan companions to their own devices.
Firestar merely shook her head and threw back more of her cube, not even bothering to acknowledge the still present mechs. Astrotrain hummed before shrugging.
"So, you girls got any plans for the rest of the night?" he smirked, leaning further on the countertop, levelling his face with Firestar's.
"Yeah, those two seemed to be two uptight for my liking anyways" Blitzwing drawled, taking up position on the chair Chromia had vacated next to Moonracer and putting in her own order of high-grade.
"Are there other Decepticons here too?" The question left her vocaliser before the cyan femme could really think it through. Three looks of puzzlement locked on her. "I….er….just curious is all" she giggled meekly.
"Ah, yeah there're some other guys here" Astrotrain grumbled at the shift of conversation, "But how many of them are triple-changers?" he boastfully added, squaring his shoulders.
"Just the two losers here"
Moonracer's optics widened at the familiar voice, instantly pivoting in her chair.
Blitzwing glared, "The frag do you guys want?!"
Skywarp stood with his arms crossed, wings held high and arrogant smirk set. Moonracer glanced towards Firestar and, satisfied that she was still fully facing the bar, shot an 'I can't believe you're here' look to Skywarp, who winked back.
"Well, I was planning on getting Screamer and TC overcharged, then putting them in compromising positions and taking pictures for blackmail" he wrapped his arms around said teammates shoulders, both sending their respective acidic and dull glares at him. "But, now I think I'll get some femme action instead" he grinned impishly at the sharp-shooter, who bit down a scatty laugh.
Starscream gave an exaggerated rolling of optics. "I'm going to go see if this place was worth the wasted fuel reserves" he tetchily grumbled, stalking his way through the crowded mass of frames occupying the floor.
Astrotrain glared at Skywarp and snarled, "Back off fly-boy! We saw 'em first"
"Don't you fly too?" Firestar dryly cut in, turning in her stool to properly view the face-off.
The triple-changer growled in frustration, "Whatever!" he glared at Skywarp, "Just back off! I'm so sick of you Seekers constantly thinking you can just show up and act like you slagging own the pla-"
"Hey, do you want to make-out?" Firestar casually asked, addressing Thundercracker.
Moonracer, along with the rest of the small gathering, blanched and gaped at the sudden offhand request. The blue Seeker blinked once, then twice.
"Ugh….What?"
"It's fine if you don't" she added, throwing back the rest of her cube. "It's just I'm going to have to head back to base soon and I'm so sick of Chromia constantly saying that I never get any action" She shrugged.
Moonracer stared, not really certain she was looking at the right femme; especially seen as Firestar's expression just didn't go with what she was proposing.
"I'll do it!" Astrotrain blurted, grinning wildly. Firstar was about to reply, but stopped as her own hand was suddenly grabbed by a larger blue one.
She allowed herself to be pulled from her stool by an irritated Thundercracker who glared at the triple-changer, "Frag off, Choo Choo Rocket" he snarled, stomping away and tugging the femme after. Firestar shrugged and threw a mildly amused look back to Moonracer.
"Huh, well I guess the Autodork's can only blame themselves for waiting so long to visit their femmes right?" Blitzwing chuckled, swinging his arm around a distracted Moonracer. "But I got dibs on this one" Wide blue optics blinked, hesitantly moving back to Skywarp.
The Seeker's expression was unreadable for a nanosecond before that same roguish smirk took to the surface, "Is that so Slagwing?"
Moonracer shifted uncomfortably on her stool; ordinarily, she'd have either ducked out and away from the Decepticon's reach or told him to frag off at this point. But something in Skywarp's optics told her he had this under control, and she was fairly curious as to what exactly he was planning; so played along.
"Yeah, it is" the triple changer's tone was one of challenge. Skywarp sniggered, optics meeting hers.
"What do you say beautiful?" he asked her, tone shamelessly coated with mischief. She gave her head an almost imperceptible shake, as much as to say 'I honest to Primus can't believe you're pulling this' but her optics glowed amusedly.
She gave a small shrug, expression indifferent. "I'm not sure….Why? Do you think I'd have more fun with someone like you?"
The Seeker grinned crookedly at her going along with his charade. He took a step forward, hand gripping hers and tugging her from the stool.
"You tell me" he murmured before leaning down and capturing her lips in a kiss; one which was quickly deepened and reciprocated. Cyan arms reached up and around his neck, his own settling firmly on her waist, pulling her closer. Moonracer gave a small giggle into the kiss at the yell of frustration and clatter of an overturned stool.
"You're unbelievable you know that?" she muttered so only he could hear.
Skywarp's smirk couldn't possibly have been any smugger.
"Yeah, but it never hurts to be reminded" he sniggered.
A/N: Like Chromia said, what happens in Maccadams, stays in Maccadams ;D Ah Skywarp, to what depths will you not sink?
For the record, Thundercracker/Firestar isn't another crack pairing of mine…that was just very random =B In my mind, I see Firestar as almost as old as Chromia, single and not loving it (I can't really see her with Inferno. Friends and partners yes, but romantic? ... Nah) Basically a middle-aged, single femme who's been very unlucky in love and left with little emotional/sensual reception (and a very casual attitude towards romance!) =S Just my random thoughts on her anyway!