Title: Transformers: Hiding Out
Universe: G1
Pairings: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Author's Note: This is for the Flash Fan Fiction theme "Unusual Irregular Verbs". I chose two verbs: stride and wind (as in 'wind up a watch'). My apologies if this is up to my normal standards; I tried to write and brainstorm with a migraine. Fun. Word count: 350
Skywarp opened his mouth, but Thundercracker interrupted him. "We know you're bored."
The three Seekers had taken refuge from Megatron's wrath in an abandoned human-made structure, the only one in the vicinity capable of allowing them free movement inside. They lingered there – Starscream silent and brooding, Thundercracker patient, Skywarp fidgeting – unable to return to base, courtesy of Starscream's most recent coup attempt.
"Can't I–"
"No."
"Patrol! Shouldn't someone be patrolling?" The purple and black Seeker gazed at his trine mate with desperate optics. "I can do that."
Thundercracker sighed. "Will you just keep quiet before–"
"Are you two idiots completely incapable of remaining silent, or must I forcibly remove your vocalizers?" Starscream's harsh vocals interrupted him.
"– that happens," Thundercracker muttered. He waved an apology to his leader then shot a frustrated glance at Skywarp.
With a purple flash, the teleporter appeared next to Thundercracker. He mumbled, "Screamer's all wound up, huh?"
The blue Seeker grasped his trine mate's wing, yanking on it. Skywarp yelped. Lowering his vocals to a barely registrable range, Thundercracker hissed, "Do you want to get shot? Turn off your vocals!"
With Thundercracker still pinching his wing, Skywarp teleported without warning, dragging his trine mate along. Surprised, Thundercracker loosened his grip. The purple Seeker yanked himself free.
"But he is all worked up," Skywarp said, continuing their conversation.
Thundercracker turned around, taking in their new surroundings. They stood outside, in the open, away from any buildings, trees or rocks. Gesturing around them, he said, "This … is not hiding."
"We shouldn't have to. We didn't do anything. Screamer's the one who shot Megs. Again."
"Explain that to whoever finds us." Thundercracker grimaced. 'Guilt by association' was commonplace in the Decepticons. "Which, standing here, like this, will be soon. Let's go back to Starscream."
"Yes, that sounds fun, being locked up inside, not talking, not going out, or anything."
"Does Megatron blasting you with his fusion cannon sound fun?"
"Not really, no." Skywarp crossed his arms. "Okay, fine. Let's go back to Commander Grumpy Struts."