Scenario: G1 Stunticons X Human Hostage (Platonic)
*This first request came from my sister. She is fairly new to the Transformers fandom and took a liking to these guys. Thanks Sis! I love these guys, too! They're my favorite combiner team and I loved writing this! It turned out a bit longer than I had intended.*
It had been a long day. All you wanted to do was go home, take a quick shower, eat, and then sleep until 2 pm the next afternoon. Fate, however, had decided to give you the middle finger in the form of giant alien robots. You were almost at the car when you heard the screaming and explosions. It was pretty obvious that yet another fight between the Autobots and Decepticons had broken out. You had to get out of there before you got caught in the crossfire! Before you could even reach out to grab the car door handle you were suddenly snatched up in a giant metal hand.
"Back off, Autobot! Or I squish the squishy!" Your captor shouted while holding you up to face your would-be rescuer (whom you recognized as Optimus Prime himself).
The Autobot leader lowers his weapon and backs away, not willing to put an innocent human life on the line. He tries to convince your captor to let you go. The fight has nothing to do with you, after all. Your captor is having none of that. The next thing you know, you're being stuffed into the interior of a gray/black Ferrari 308 GTB with red tinted windows. There's good news, bad news, and more bad news. The good news: You're getting to ride in a Ferrari. The bad news: That Ferrari is the alt-mode of a Decepticon who has decided to take you hostage. The more bad news: That Decepticon is Wildrider of the Stunticons.
Wildrider cackled like the lunatic he is and tore out of the parking lot, onto the streets, and into the oncoming traffic lane. The other drivers swerve and slam into each other as they try to get out of the way. You scrambled to put on the seat belt making the psycho laugh again.
"What's wrong, flesh bag? Can't handle life in the fast lane!?" he sneers.
You suck in a breath and lean as far back into the red passenger seat as you can. There's not much you can do as he takes off down the road at speeds no normal car could possibly handle. You don't scream or cry or do anything you think would provoke the crazy Decepticon further. Your lack of reaction only spurs him into trying something different.
Wildrider veers off the road suddenly and goes airborne as he jumps a ditch. You're tossed around wildly but don't complain. Whiplash is the least of your problems right now. Wildrider tears through a wooden fence startling a herd of grazing cattle into stampeding. He drives straight into the herd.
"Yeeeeeehaaaaaw! Get along little doggies!" he hollers honking his horn at the panicky bovines.
Fortunately, all of the animals manage to get out of his way in time to avoid becoming mangled hood ornaments. Wildrider smashes through the other side of the fence and back onto the road. Throughout it all you don't move or make a sound. You've heard the term "scared stiff"? That was you. Wildrider was not happy with this though. He tries out various other crazy stunts to get you to scream, shout, or panic. Nothing works. It isn't until he decides to play chicken with a train that you finally react... and pass out in a dead faint.
When you come to, you're in a cage on the Nemesis with Wildrider grinning down at you.
"Ready for another joyride, meat sack?" he says with a mockingly friendly smile.
"No!" You say, almost breathless with the memory. "It was fun, really but... let's not do that again."
Your response makes him laugh. You're funny little human. He decides to keep you around for a little while longer. After a while, you become acquainted with the other members of the Stunticons.
What they think of you:
Wildrider - It didn't take him long to realize that you weren't like the other humans he'd kidnapped. For one thing, you were still alive. Most of the humans he kidnaps and takes on joyrides don't last long. They either die from sheer fright or end up splattered all over his interior. There's a reason for his interior being red and it has less to do with aesthetics and more to do with it making it harder to see the bloodstains left from previous passengers. Another thing is that you don't react the way other humans do. You didn't scream or cry. You didn't yell at or threaten him. You didn't kick and punch in a panic. You just sat there, squeezing your eyes closed and holding your breath every time he did something crazy. That's really weird, but he kinda likes that. Maybe you're made of tougher stuff than most Earthlings. But the longer you stay on the Nemesis, the more opportunities he has to find out what scares you. He finds out you don't like bugs and now he's always threatening to hand you over to the Insecticons. Since then he's constantly messing with you in one way or another. You've become a source of endless entertainment for him. On days when it's just too quiet at the base, he'll strike up conversations with you. It doesn't matter what you two talk about, just as long as you help to keep the unnerving silence at bay.
Breakdown - He's extremely wary of you at first. Wildrider insists that you're just some Earthling he snagged as a hostage to get away from Optimus Prime, but what if that's exactly what the Autobots want them to think! What if you're actually a spy in the guise of a normal human! This could all be part of some plot by the Autobots to discover their weaknesses! You could be covered with all kinds of cameras and listening devices! After numerous scans reveal that none of that is true, he relaxes a little. Just a little. He still flinches whenever you look his way. You're still very calm and that just isn't normal for a human in your situation. More than once, he's thought about just smashing you just to be safe but he can't bring himself to do it. Mostly because Wildrider would be furious at him for squishing his hostage. Several times you try to make him understand that there really isn't much that you as a tiny, weak little Earthling could do to hurt a big killer robot like himself. That sounds logical enough that he starts to open up, but only slightly. He begins telling you about all the conspiracy theories he normally would keep to himself. Everybody else insists that he's just imagining things but you just nod and smile sadly at him. Eventually he begins to tolerate you. Just as long as you stay in the cage and please, PLEASE stop staring at him!
Drag Strip - He not impressed with you at all and completely ignores you at first. You sit in your cage and listen day in and day out as he regales his fellow Decepticons with stories of his amazing feats and victories in battle. You notice that none of them seem interested in listening to him and that kinda makes you feel bad for him. Right away, you see past his bravado. All that bragging and competitive behavior is just a front for his extremely low self esteem. So each time he comes to an exciting part in one of his exploits, you blurt out a "Wow! Awesome!" At this, Drag Strip smiles wryly at the others and says,
"See, even an Earthling knows that I'm the best!"
Eventually, Drag Strip starts telling you his stories instead of the other Decepticons (something that they are very thankful for).
"Hey Fleshy! Guess what happened today!" He'll say. He gets a little thrill of real joy each time you look up at him and smile during his tales. Sometimes he exaggerates just to see your face light up in awe. You've become his personal cheering squad it seems. Every time he does something amazing he'll look back at you to see your reaction. You never disappoint. You're not so bad for an inferior lifeform.
Dead End - Unlike the others, he sees no reason to get to know you at all. What's the point? When Megatron finds out about you he will certainly order your destruction. You're just a human anyway. If you don't die now you'll die very soon after. Humans barely live to be a century old. If he cared it would be sad. You humans come into the world with practically one foot in the grave already. Instead of durable metal, you're all made of weak tissue and brittle bones. You are destroyed so easily. Humans are so pathetically vulnerable that it's almost as if the Universe has doomed you all to be constantly on verge of destruction. The thought makes him feel a little bit sorry for you... to the point that he actually offers to put you out of your misery. He'll make it as painless as possible. He promises. When you tell him that you would rather hang around a little longer he gets confused. Why live your life knowing how insignificant and pathetic you are? He's seen humans that live long enough to grow old. It isn't pretty. They get weaker. They get sick. Sometimes their mind goes. Why would you want to get to that point? Better to let him end it now. You explain to him that you're well aware that you aren't going to live forever and sometimes the end isn't graceful, but you refuse to spend your life dreading your death. If the end is inevitable the why worry about it? Just let it happen when it happens. In the meantime you'd rather enjoy what little time you have than waste the time bemoaning the end. Dead End gives you a strange look. At least you think he does. It's hard to tell with the visor and face plate. He doesn't say anything else, but he doesn't offer to put you out of your misery again, much to your relief. Nothing much seems to change about him. He's still a morbid sad sack, but your words never really leave him. Each time he thinks about how pointless everything is he can't help but think back to what you said. You have a strange way of looking at things, Human.
Motormaster - He is furious! How dare Wildrider bring this vermin into the Decepticon base! What's worse is that his fellow Stunticons are wasting their time babysitting a human instead of crushing Autobot scum! Wildrider should have taken Prime down instead of hiding behind an Earthling. Motormaster gave him a merciless beating for his cowardice. Then the Stunticon leader went to find you and do what should have been done at the beginning... pulverizing you! But when he finds your cage, it's empty. Drag Strip has already taken you back to human civilization. He claims that he wasn't trying rescue you. He just wanted to give you a thrill by taking you for a ride with the best Decepticon there is. Now you get to brag to all your human friends that you hung out with Drag Strip! They'll be so jealous! When he gets back to the base, Motormaster has a beating waiting for him. He and Wildrider are in the infirmary for a while but they feel that it was worth it. Motormaster is disgusted at the very thought of them catering to Earthling trash. It's almost as bad as fraternizing with an Autobot. Almost.
Overall, most of them view you as the closest thing a Decepticon could possibly have as a friend. The others see you as at the very least an interesting diversion. Motormaster is the only one that can't stand you, but he's an asshole so who cares what he thinks...
*Well, this was my first time writing something like this so I hope it turned out okay. It may not have been exactly how you imagined it, Sis, but I hope you like it!*