25 days of Christmas 2
Twenty-first: Twenty-one Christmas markings
Thundercracker leaned back in his chair in the rec room, optic scanning over the datapad in his hand. The story was called 'A Christmas Carol', which was quiet obviously a human Christmas story.
Usually he wouldn't be reading human Christmas stories, finding them a bit… too much, maybe. There was just one problem with that… Skywarp had switched his whole library with Christmas stories.
And admitted, some were quite interesting, like this one. Other ones he was pretty sure Skywarp hadn't known what was about. Like 'The Little Match Girl'. Primus, the humans could really write dark stories.
But this story was amusing. He could draw some references to the other Decepticons, though he was having a hard time deciding if Scrooge would be… Starscream or Megatron. Maybe Screamer because he had seen the grey stocking on Megatron's door.
Hearing steps, Thundercracker acknowledged Skywarp's presence without looking up at the seeker. He probably should have because as the purple and black one walked to the energon dispenser in the recreation room he sounded overly sour… Really unlike him, especially in this month.
After having finished the page, he looked up to see Skywarp walking to the same table as where he sat. And the view surprised him.
Skywarp frowned at the shocked look he was getting, pouting.
"I know, alright, no point saying it," he grumbled.
Thundercracker snapped his mouth shut, Skywarp having cut him off before he could say anything.
"I suppose it's for all those pranks you've done?" Thundercracker smirked.
Skywarp swiped his hand over his face, just smearing the black streaks even more. "Guess I couldn't get away with it that easily…" he huffed.
Thundercracker chuckled as he stood, walking to the… decorated seeker, studying his frame.
Skywarp's frame had streak upon streak of dirty black smear, most likely from the coal he had left in Starscream's room. So Starscream had gotten his revenge. And clearly others had, because on the purple frame a lot of different paper and plastic decorations had been put. Hearts, stars, elves, colors and ribbons.
After having pretty much ripped a Christmas heart off the wing, Thundercracker realized they had been glued on.
"You're not going to learn from it, are you?" Thundercracker couldn't help but chuckle lightly, looking at the sticky heart.
"Nopesie. And if it bothers them they can kiss my aft," Skywarp grinned cheekily. Only to jump with a yelp when Thundercracker slapped the sticky heart on his backside, laughing as he did so.
C H R I S T M A S
Jazz couldn't help but laugh again as the story was retold to him by a very colorful Skywarp. It did almost remind him of when he stuck a Christmas heart to Prowl's chevron last year.
"Ya ain't the most popular mech, ain'tcha?" he grinned, studying the frame.
"Not really…" Skywarp huffed.
"Hey, can I see 'at bauble on yar wing?"
"Sure," Skywarp shrugged, bending slightly over and turning so the tip of his wing was close to Jazz, the Autobot taking the decoration off and studying it with a vague smile. It would suit his little fake Christmas tree. "But I gotta get going know. If I'm late Megs is gonna hand my aft to me," Skywarp huffed and turned around to leave. Jazz snickered as he saw the heart that was already there.
Once Skywarp had left, he studied the bauble. Too bad, it was a nice ornament.
Then he began to pull the metal wire from the top of the colorful orb.
A/N: It might come in handy
So here's the 21st! Yay, we're so close to Christmas!
So, so close. How are you preparing?
Please review, enjoy and Merry Christmas!