"Hey thanks kid!" Blue Bacchus said a wide grin on his face when you saw him the next day.
You tilted your head in confusion as he picked you up setting you on his shoulder, you took a moment to steady yourself, lightly gripping the blue plating of his shoulder, "For what?" You asked.
"Well, today was supposed to be another one of the days that I take care of the garbage detail, but since Deathsaurus asked me about you yesterday, I mentioned that we're friends I hope you don't mind, he wanted to meet you and assumed that you didn't know your way around the warworld yet. So he told me that if I bring you to his room he'll let me have the rest of the day off! Deathsaurus is awesome like that." Blue Bacchus finished, pride and respect plain as day in his last sentence, Blue Bacchus sobered up in a couple seconds before sheepishly looking at you, "So we are friends right?"
You laughed, "No of course not Blue, you just showed me the whole warworld yesterday, let me have a comfortable seat on your shoulder when you could just let me walk everywhere, and haven't been prejudiced against me because I'm a human, how could you think that we're not friends?"
That seemed to lift his spirits, Blue smiled so wide it was a miracle his faceplates didn't freeze like that- not that it would have made a big difference. The guy was always smiling.
Topics seemed to change like wildfire as you were walking with him, but it was fine, whatever topic that seemed to arise Blue Bacchus took to it like glue. Ferocious blue glue. Everytime that Blue Bacchus spoke it just reminded you of why you liked him, he was open and friendly, even when he rebuked someone. He talked to you and avidly listened to your input... it was rather nice as even the Djd didn't really treat you like a actual person or an equal, they treated you as more of a pet than someone who has their own mind, their own thoughts.
With that in mind, you gave a very heartfelt thanks to the blue mech as Deathsaurus' door came into view. Blue Bacchus gave a laugh, it was nice to listen to, even if it didn't elicit the same feelings that Deathsaurus' deeper rumbling laugh gave you the other night.
You were looking at the floor for a second trying to calculate just how far up you were, how tall Blue Bacchus was, when suddenly he stopped laughing and froze. You nearly fell off his shoulder at how suddenly he came to a stop, your heart plummeted into your stomach at the thought of falling down all that way, you weren't exactly sure how tall he was (Probably over two story's) but you were certain that if you fell you'd be a red stain on the ground. With that lovely thought you looked up to Blue Bacchus' face, maybe hoping to seek comfort from the familiar smile... but it wasn't there. In all respect Blue Bacchus scared you right now, this was a side of him that you haven't seen before now, he was angry, no he passed 'angry' fifty miles down the road, he looked like he wanted to rip someone's head off. His armor was shivering, his vents were slow and deliberate, and his servos clenched and uncleaned, as if he really was trying to prevent himself from hurting someone
"Blue...?" You asked in a small voice, placing a hand on his neck cables, trying vainly to do what you could to calm him down.
"Blue Bacchus." That voice. You turned to see Deathsaurus, who was not in the beastial form you saw last night, instead he looked... really, really handsome, he was taller than Blue Bacchus- even a little bit taller than Tarn if you had to guess, his plating was an aesthetic mix of royal blue, white, grey and gold, a fan of wings protruded off his back, red biolights flickered along his body. His face was no less impressive than what he looked like in his root mode, he seemed to have two sets of optics, one set clearly seen on his white facial plates while another pair were above that on his helm, moving down to his mouth you noticed that he had slightly sharpened dentas, all in all you would never have guessed that he was the same mech you met last night. His presence seemed more open and friendly, something you didn't think that a mech in command could achieve, Deathsaurus didn't demand respect, unlike Tarn whose very presence sometimes seemed suffocating.
"...Yeah, sorry sir." Blue Bacchus' voice brought you back to the present, and you blinked to clear your eyes and refocus on the mechs in front of you.
Deathsaurus placed a servo on Blue Bacchus' shoulder, and it made you wonder what was happening, you turned to look down the hallway, behold Tarn standing behind Deathsaurus a look of irritation on his face, you suddenly understood, Tarn must have... killed someone that Blue Bacchus cared about.
"I'll take my leave Deathsaurus." Tarn said, his voice curt and polite, yet betraying none of the warmth that comrades should have.
"Yes, you should Tarn, I know we both have more important things to be doing right now." Deathsaurus replied not looking back at the tank but resting his focus solely on Blue Bacchus, which seemed to piss of Tarn, who looked as though he was going to comment but paused and apparently thought better of it. He did throw a last glare over his shoulder before walking down the other hallway.
The second that Tarn was out of sight Blue Bacchus seemed remarkably calmer than before, he slouched rubbing a servo over his optics, acting as if the whole encounter was physically draining- if not even more so emotionally.
"Bacchus... go do something to take your mind off it, I don't care what." Deathsaurus said, nodding slowly at his second in command.
"...Yes sir." Blue Bacchus said his voice clipped and foreign, it was unpleasantly different to hear such a sad note in the normally happy and upbeat mech.
You wanted to say something, something like it will be all right, but you held your tongue- you had no idea how Blue Bacchus would respond to something like that, you didn't know the whole story, so you trying to help could come off seeming uncaring or rude, and you didn't want that, you didn't want to ruin your relationship with one of your first friends on the warworld.
Blue Bacchus reached up, lightly grabbing you around the middle like he always did before pulling you off his shoulder, it was still a terrifying thought to imagine falling as your feet dangled over an unimaginable drop, even if you knew that Blue Bacchus would never drop you. Blue Bacchus gave you a small sad smile, as he dropped you into Deathsaurus' hand, "I'll see you later kiddo."
You nodded, making yourself comfortable in the warworld commander's servo as you watched Blue Bacchus walking off, all your fear dissipated to be replaced by anticipation. What had Deathsaurus got planned for today?