Nano-kilk - half of a Cybertron second

Klik - Cybertron second

Breem - Cybertron minute

Joor - Cybertron hour

Cycle/Lunar-cycle - Day or night

Meta-cycle - Cybertron week

Orn - Cybertron month

Vorn - Cybertron year

Deca-cycle - Cybertron decade

Mega-cycle - Cybertron century

Siren talking through datapad

Alright I have no excuses for taking so long…I happened to once again get sucked into World of Warcraft. I have a bad tendency to do so. Azeroth calls to me…a lot. So, if I happen to take a bit to update again later in the future, blame WoW.

Then as I was looking at Turbofox picture to keep in mind while trying to describe things…came a crossed an MLP/Transformers crossover comic…and preceded to be suck in as well. I seem to get distracted easily.

Trailbreaker: (after escaping attack) Thanks for your help, brothers!

Sunny: What about my paint?!

Sides: Don't worry. No one will notice. Just make left turns!

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Megatron: SHOW NO MERCY!

Starscream: (sarcastically) Do we ever?

Four orns later

The low light of the sun's ray shown down on her maroon plating as she lay on her side. A sigh of content left her feeling her nicely warmed frame be heated up a little. It had been later in that day when they had come back from the pet store that he had shown her the small balcony. It was large enough to that she could spread her whole frame and still have a good inch or so before hitting walls. Since then, it has become her more used spot for recharge with the second being the couch.

A bemused thought came to processor when she had decided to splay out and take up all of the couch leaving First Aid with no place to sit but his desk chair. That had happened nearly three orns ago that had helped to break up the last of the unease between them. Siren knew it would take some time for the mech to let it sink in that another intellectual being was living with him now. After that had happened and more times when she actually gave into urges to be an aft to the mech, did they start to adapt with each other.

Okay maybe not that much of an aft but more so to try and irritate him. Unlike Heavyglide this mech was really….really patient. She didn't want to be a totally mean bot to him but she had yet to see him exploded with anger or vent in annoyance and it was starting to make her wonder if the mech even had an anger chip.

Though she probably wasn't hitting the right buttons…

Her one optic facing to the sky slid slowly open to a slit at the sound of pedesteps making a finial twitched around to find a follow it. Right about this time was when First Aid would be nearly home. This time there seemed to be two sets, both familiar to her. That make Siren raise her helm up from the floor before getting her pedes under her to half jump onto the rail. Looking over the rail she spotted both Nebula and First Aid walking side by side. She must be visiting this cycle now that she doesn't live here.

Finials perked down towards at the two hoping to eavesdrop. A little gossip can't hurt, it's not like she could just start up her own conversation. Plus, she was bored and this little bit was a small break in her routine.

"Yeah, carrier's been spoiling my brute since taking him in. I wouldn't be surprised once I'm done with the Academy that I'll find him heavy and thicken from having been given so much ore." Nebula stated.

"Yeah, thanks for that tip about ores also Neb. Siren's putting on some good weight now. Her armor's gain some thickness too." First Aid replied. "Though I've found that it has hindered very little of her running."

"It's that extra flexing ore she's probably eating. Gives her armor a bit of a flex so when she moves, even with thicker armor, it'll flex better for her." Nebula answered before the two stopped. "Well, I'll see you some other time, First Aid, have to meet up with some of the bots from the Academy. We should make a date of it to go hang out."

"It has been a while since we did something. I know Remedy is planning for a cycle where we head to Maccadam's Old Oil House. Would you like to join?" He asked her and Siren watched as she gave pause to this in thought.

After a few kliks, Nebula gave the medic a smile with a nod. "Sure, just let me know when and I'll be there." With a wave, she walked away as First Aid went into the building. Optics stayed trained on the disappearing frame of the femme with interest. This hadn't been the first time the two had interacted since she came here and Siren knew the two had to have known each other for a while. From how or when, she had yet to figure out, but she was going to sooner or later.

Landing back on the floor she went inside to wait for the mech to arrive. Her sunning session was over now and she want to go to the park to run around. One reason for that was to get the need to run out of her systems, the other was to make sure she stayed prepared for the coming events. Remembering what was to come kinda made her paranoid at times. There had been a few times she had to halt her over thinking processor just to relax somewhat.

So far, nothing had happened to give her an account of where she was. The war was under way, just not at what point within the war they were at.

"How was your cycle, Siren?" the mech asked once he came into the room. Siren gave a nod to him before weaving herself out of his reach. No matter how many times she's told him not to pet her, he still tried. At first, it irritated her that he continued to try until it just became part of their routine that it no longer bothered her.

She gave a sharp bark, her front pedes giving a slight dance as she nudged her helm to the door. "I was actually going to see if you would let me try something." This made her finials tilt towards the mech as he went about his home. What was it that he wanted to try? Takin by her curiosity she followed the mech and watched as he took out the flex metal from orns ago.

One was a silver metal that had a blue sheen to it that was pretty to her optics, so it was a silvery blue. Another color of flex metal was that of a dark gold with the third one being black. Looking at the medic with question in her optics before looking back at the colored metals. Ever since he bought them she had yet to figure out their purpose. It seemed she was to find out soon.

"Chose." Siren huffed as the single word he gave her more so knowing that under that face plate he was smiling. He was up to something that was for sure, but what he was up to had yet to be told. So, in a show of annoyance, she threw up her helm to look away from him. If he wasn't going to let her know what they were for, knowing she hadn't the clue, she would be difficult. "Oh, it's nothing bad I swear on Primus. Come on, Siren."

She glanced to him letting low grumbles come forth then moved to sit where she was in front of him. "Siren, I swear, you'll like it." Why don't you say what they are for, hmm? With that she continued to grumble at him as he worked to persuaded her to do whatever it was with the metal. That was until First Aid decided to choose for her. "We'll go with the silver then!" he said all too cheerfully stopping Siren dead in her grumbles to snapped her helm to the mech.

First Aid couldn't help the small chuckle escape from him at the horror-filled looked she was giving him. He waved a servo at her as if that would stop her worry, he went about to set the other two colors away leaving only the blue sheened silver metal out. Then Siren really started in protest when he brought out a knife, one that strangely looked like one would use in surgery. What the frag was this bot going to do to her?!

"It's not for you silly, calm down. It's the only way to cut the flex metal into the wanted shapes." She gave him a roll of her optics but calmed slightly at his information. "Now, will you please lay down and be still." With an ex-vent of warm air Siren gave into the mech's diabolical demands. "And make sure to keep looking forward. You can look once I'm done" He demanded waiting a klik after as Siren settled.

Once he began she took notice of feeling his digit pressing into the tips of her armor at times with the flex metal being over laid. It was then taken off and the sound of the knife cutting into the metal filled the silence of the room. Once the cutting was done, the piece that she guessed that had been cut out was then felt being placed on her armor. Shifting gears was heard after First Aid was done placing it and with his blowtorch he heated the thin metal just enough for it to melt onto the surface.

The feeling of heated plating made Siren give a growl in warning only to be shushed. All she could do was blink at the very demanding mech that continued with his work. Siren couldn't really complain since the heat wasn't too hot to cause her pain and was only heated to a degree needed for whatever he was doing. As that part of her plating cooled she felt something being pressed into the area for a half a breem before it disappeared.

Just as her curiosity was getting the better of her First Aid felt her move and whacked her to the side of her helm earning a small surprised yelp. "I said you can look after I'm done. I only just started…and stay still." He ordered the vixen.

For the next joor or two it took all that she knew of her will just to stop her small fidgets to just move. Each time she failed to do so another whack to her helm came. They weren't hard but after several times within the same area she was starting to fell a slight indent forming. First Aid could be a demanding bot when he was focused on work. As he came to her helm he ordered to keep her optics closed as he finely-tuned heating areas on her forehelm.

"Now you can look." Came his voice when he deemed his work was done. With eagerness that she hadn't had for a while flowed through her cables since her racing cycles she twisted around to look at her back plating. For a moment, she froze at what she saw now held on her plating. Siren now had duel coloration of maroon with silver as accents that in some angles of light gave off a blue sheen.

It was almost as if she had gained highlighted tips to her plating. The long shoulder points held a sliver of line that branched off into two at the top to cut into the maroon on either side. If one was to look straight at her that sliver of silver would face them. Then she looked back to the mech to find a servo sized mirror there in his servos and she looked at her faceplates. Silver lined above the optic ridges and ran along to the top of her finials continuing along there until the end of her them. From the middle of her optics outward in an arch to meet and blend into the silver that lined the upper part of her optic ridge. It made the amber light of her optics have more of a bright glow to them from the light being bounce off from the silver.

"You like it?" he asked snapping her out of her trance of taking in her new color addition. "Most just get painted over for a new scheme but I want to keep you color as it was but add small accents to it to help it stand out even more. I also want to do it to where you wouldn't have to always have a touch up and flex metal was better at resisting scratches yet still keep its color. Not many bots take this route for the time it consumes but it's of better quality."

Siren stood up and quickly bumped the top of her helm into his chassis in her way of saying thank you. She really didn't know what to say to him about the new additions, all she could do was try and show it. Feeling a servo run down her neck plate Siren let it happen knowing he would understand the gravity of what he did. She's had always had oil baths, been waxed to be shown off as the races were about to begin, but that was as far as it went. Even while she was with Heavyglide she seen once where he had added black accents to help break up the two green colorations.

Never had she thought to do the same, or even knew it could be done to her until she arrived here in Iacon. Though it had never come to the forefront for her to do the same when seeing all the other turbofoxes showing off their new colors. Colors that their owners had paid to put on them.

Thinking back on everything, since being found by this mech, she had been cared for. He helped to fix her, offer to continue to live with him even after knowing of her, and still he continues to show his caring nature but giving her this new color. It was then her spark knew one thing and she agreed wholly, no one would mess with this mech.

She would be damned if someone tried to do anything to him and should they, she would unleash the fury of Unicron upon them. She did have comfort that First Aid would not be present here during the horror of what the war brings, but he would be dealt with the aftermath as bots came to Delphi for repairs. Until that time, she would guard him, take any hits towards him, and if it came to that point…she would do so gladly.

He did not know how truly grateful she was for all he had done to help her through the pain she held in within her spark. She still did and probably still would, but it had lessened so that she was not in mourning. "You really like it?" he asked softly letting his servo just lay on her neck plating. Siren did not move for a few kliks but when she did, it was to move her helm to lay on his left shoulder in her only way to give a hug. When she had done so, the mech had to lean forward a little as her helm push him that way. "Since I'm off tomorrow and doing this took so much time out of your runs we'll spend all cycle at the park."

Taking her helm off of his shoulder, letting him lean back, she gave him a nod before going back to look at the silver in admiration to his work. She did not like it, no, she loved and how he worked the slight bits of silver into her maroon. Turning to take in the mech who had gone to look over his work to finish Siren knew then he would one cycle be considered a good friend of hers, maybe even to that of a sibling with how caring he was. But only time will show her just how much the two of them will bond with friendship.

This is kinda short but letting you know the next few chapter will probably be short like this too. Though i could be wrong.

To be truthful this was hard to get right. I didn't really know where to start. Did I start just after the last chapter and just pick up from there or let time move some to start from there. But I did know that I want to get it moving but wanted to also do some things with the two to show the growing friendship between the two.

So if I need to add anything to help it flow better please let me know.

Earth - 6

Delphe - 2

Neither - 0

The Whisper Sage - Haha right! Go fetch! *Siren looks from the flying object back to the mech with a bored look* Though they do make for great warmers on cold nights.

wolf girl811 - You do have a point. There is an unlimited amount of things that could happen more so with her added into it.

Freddie4153 - You're not the only one who want her to go to earth...Truly surprised by the voting.

BubblegumSeeker - OH GOSH! Thank you! It has taken many, many trial and errors to reach where I am at in writing. And probably will still continue to develop as time goes. And yes, i do have plans for her to meet Prowl again. I mean he is sure to glitch out when he finds out about her, but no guarantees about that.

Steelcode - You're welcome, I always try to make sure those that help with things are given their due.

Miss Keaton - I believe we all have guilty pleasures, mine sadly is reading OC stories. And as for killing off characters when i write my stories my one this is to keep in mind life isnt always that of what some stories do with happy endings. There are times i feel like im heading in the direction of GoT with just the offings. And im so glad you like the names, i wouldnt be able to call myself a tranformers fan if i couln't keep to the fandom.

About Siren and the collar. Hmm, to explain that part. Basically to her a collar/halter represents ownership. Still having previous life's memories has also given her a dislike for having to have them on her. She remember what it was like to go where you wanted when you wanted yet here in her new form she could not do that. So when they started halter training and then race training she grew to have that dislike to having to have it on her. Hope that helped.

As for Whirl...he's a character that's for sure. As for when the Lost Light is set at i believe? all i know is that Optimus came back and then Autobots had to leave Cybertron again...thats as far as i know.

And Big thanks to those for favoriting and following! Stargazer360 and Skylandy!

R&R