This took longer than expected because I have a really important science exam coming up and I've been revising like a mad woman, sorry. Written whilst listening to Kings and Queens, Closer to the Edge, The Kill, and This is War by 30 Seconds to Mars. A huge thanks to TheSuperiorVision and Corevil for reviewing, to the Tormentor for faving the story, and to TheLoveDov for - among others who I know in person - entering the competition! It's only short, but I hope you enjoy anyway!


Cyclonus opened the door to his and Twilight's quarters, raising an optic ridge in confusion when he saw that his lover was in recharge. She was a very light recharger, and once she was awake she usually couldn't doze off again in the day, unless she'd had to go for ages without recharge. He cocked his head to the side, closing the door as quietly as he could before silently joining her on their berth, shaking her gently.

"Twilight, Twilight, love, wake up." She groaned, swatting his hands away.

"Ugh, what is it?" He chuckled as she sat up groggily.

"Come on, we're leaving." She rose an optic ridge, stretching.

"Leaving? Where?" He rolled his optics.

"It's a surprise, now let's go." She sighed, standing.

"If we're going to visit Phantom at the bar, apologise in advance for my awful mood." He laughed.

"We can stop by on the way back from where we're going, if you want."

"Which is where?"

"A surprise." Twilight groaned.

"Tell me!" She whined, drawing out the final syllable.

"No." He said simply, taking her hand and leading her to the entrance of the base.


The two Decepticons had been flying for a while before they stopped on a lavender-coloured moon, allowing Twilight to rest for a moment.

"Twilight, do you trust me?" She rose her optic ridge at the question that her beloved had thrown at her from out of nowhere.

"With my life, why?" She stood up from the rock she had been sitting on. She noticed almost straight away the nervousness in his optics. Before she could react, he had moved behind her and secured a blindfold over her optics.

"Cyclonus, what the frag?-"

"Please, love, trust me." He took her hand, leading her away.

"Cyclonus... I trust you, I really do. But... I don't understand-"

"You don't have to understand, love. I promise it will make sense when we get there."

"When we get where?"

"Trust me, my love." She rolled her optics behind the blindfold, allowing herself to be led to this unknown destination.


A couple of hours later, Twilight felt them land on soft ground. It was unusual, but somehow familiar. She heard Cyclonus sigh and could tell how anxious he was.

"I really hope you like this, love." He stepped up behind her, untying the blindfold. As her optics adjusted to the light, Cyclonus tossed the blindfold into his subspace and moved back in front of her. She looked around, not bothering to hold in a surprised gasp. The purple grass, the green clouds, the golden rocks, the twin red moons and the ever-beautiful healing spring.

"Thellion..." The planet's name escaped her lips as a mere whisper.

"Cyclonus... You didn't destroy it." He smiled.

"Obviously not. I take it you're happy?" She tackled him to the floor, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.

"You are amazing." He smirked.

"I know." She rolled her optics, shaking her head and climbing off of him. He stood, and the anxiety and uncertainty came rushing back, and she knew that whatever he had brought her here for was serious.

"Twilight... I requested a day's leave so that I could bring you here... Because I need to ask you something." She bit her lip, a habit she had only recently picked up.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure I can handle it." He sighed. They were both practically shaking, and they chuckled softly despite themselves. Twilight froze when Cyclonus took her hand, kissing it gently before voicing his question.

"Twilight... Will you be my spark-mate?"


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Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, or any of the characters I use in this story, apart from Twilight and Phantom.