A/N HardyGal: Remember when, two weeks ago, I said we had two weeks and six days until the end of the series? My calculations were off - we actually had FOUR weeks and ONE day until the end of the series. More drabbles for you guys, I guess! New countdown: two weeks and one day until the end of the series.
As always, I shower gratefulness on my wonderful reviewers - NovaShifter15, Sidekicks-anonymous, Calliope-Beautiful Voiced, and Lir :3 Thanks guys!
To Calliope-Beautiful Voiced, my version of Prowl is a mixture of G1 Prowl and IDW Prowl. The latter is kind of ambiguous in that, though he IS a hard-aft, he most certainly will NOT shy away from disobeying orders if he thinks his judgement is better (and if he thinks he can get away with it).
17.07.17
Mistakes Were Made
When news of the vampiric infection carrier's identity reached Arcee, she predictably didn't take it very well, and Knock Out was finding it surprisingly hard to remain cool when faced with a furious femme almost half his size.
"Look," he said quickly. "Some mistakes were made-"
"Some mistakes were made?" Arcee snapped. "You took her already predatory, energon-thirsty nature and ramped it to eleven! That's not a 'mistake', Knock Out!"
"If it makes you feel any better, I can honestly say I regret what I did."
"Not much coming from a bot being made to hunt his own monster."
18.07.17
Cleanliness = No Stress
When Denny asked if the Bee Team could help with cleaning the scrapyard up a bit, Bumblebee gladly accepted. Strongarm, Fixit, and, strangely enough, Grimlock were enthusiastic about the idea, while Sideswipe, predictably, wasn't. Either way, Bumblebee insisted that everyone lend a servo.
"Think of it as a character building exercise," he said. "You'll find that stress doesn't come as easily in a cleaner environment."
Ultimately, though a lot was moved around, very little was thrown out - it was hard to tell what Denny counted as junk.
"Looks like everyone came out the loser in this stupid exercise," Sideswipe grumbled.
19.07.17
You a Gamblin' Bot?
The club owner pulled on his cy-gar, looking Smokescreen over. "You a gambler, kid?"
"No. Not unless I can at least hope to win."
"Smart bot," the owner chuckled. "I gotta say, I wouldn't have guessed. 'Smokescreen.' Doesn't that sound like a gambling name to you?"
"I'm guessing you have a point here."
"How about we go a quick round, yeah? Just you and me. You win, I tell you whatever you want to know. I win, and I get to take something from you."
"Like what?" Smokescreen asked warily.
"That's for me to decide and you not to worry about."
20.07.17
Fallacy
Everyone watched, horrified, as the bots contained within the quarantine chamber were torn apart.
"Can't you do something?" squeaked one of the more skittish squad members.
"Why the slag are you asking me?" Knock Out snapped.
"You're a doctor!"
"And your point is?"
The squad commander lunged at Knock Out, pushing him against the wall. "It's the reason we brought you here, ya slagger, that's the point!"
"Forget it, sir," another 'Con snarled. "This slagger doesn't care about anything."
Knock Out laughed scathingly. "Now that is a fallacy. If I didn't care about anything, I wouldn't be participating in this slagging war now, would I?"
21.07.17
Born in War
The rebuilding of Kaon wasn't even halfway done, but already the city felt, well, kinda normal. Or at least what Bumblebee assumed was normal. The streets were alive with activity, and the buildings that had been successfully rebuilt were beginning to light up as more and more bots returned to Cybertron. It actually starting to get rather loud, but not with the sound of gunfire. It was, in a strange way, peaceful.
"Is this what Cybertron was like before the war?" Bumblebee asked, looking out over what he saw as a bustling city.
Bulkhead couldn't help but chuckle. "Not really. But we're gettin' close."
22.07.17
It'll Be Fine- NOT
It all started with just the one Insecticon. Smokescreen was confident he could take it down himself, which he did. But as it turned out, that Insecticon was one of an entire hive. A newly awoken, extremely ticked off hive, all of whom wanted a piece of him.
'Primus, we really need some kind of extermination plan for these guys.'
He'd called for backup, as he knew he should've done when he saw the first Insecticon. Life did seem to love teaching him lessons in the harshest ways, didn't it? Smokescreen could only hope he'd make it through this lesson in one piece.
23.07.17
Laugh it Up
They were everywhere, laughing at him, pointing at him, and subjecting him to terrible puns. "He's a real wallflower now!" "Nice of you to hang around!"
Knock Out snapped, bursting into wild, hysterical laughter. The Vehicons instantly shut up, unsure what to make of his outburst.
"Um, doc...?"
His laughter slowed, and Knock Out bared his denta in a predatory grin. "Go ahead. Laugh it up. Just remember, I'm the only medic on board. Eventually, Lord Megatron will need my services again. And you best pray that you never, ever find yourself on my dissection table. Because I look forward to it."
17.07.17: Set after 'There is No Cure!' from week twenty and before 'Something Wicked' from week thirty-two.
19.07.17: Set post-Predacons Rising, but far enough into the future for it to be more like pre-Robots in Disguise.
20.07.17: Set pre-series, and possibly a continuation of 'Not Insane' from week thirty-one.
21.07.17: Set post-Predacons Rising.
22.07.17: Set post-Predacons Rising.
23.07.17: Set directly after episode Inside Job, and based almost entirely off of a chilling comic called TFP - Grin and Bear It by chibigingi on DeviantArt.
