Trust
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Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews. Again a line stands for scene change but at the same time.
Starscream always hated war meetings; being packed into a room with more than fifteen Transformers was not his idea of a comfortable situation. Unfortunately it was required of him so he stood in the farthest corner away from the others, which was just about everyone except for Sideways and Thrust. They agreed it would be best not to come for fear Hotshot might blow a gasket. It seemed Rampage and Springer had somehow avoided the meeting without being caught. The meeting carried on for a little while until an angry yell and the stomping of feet were heard. Suddenly, the door burst open and a furious Thrust came marching in followed by Sideways trying to calm him down, but the thing that really caught everyone's attention was that they were neo pink. "Where are the little punks!?!" Thrust yelled looking around wildly. "Thrust just calm down." Sideways said quite calmly for someone being almost completely pink. "What happened to the both of you?" Starscream asked coming out of his corner. Well, two more had joined the already crowded room but at least things were interesting now. "WHAT HAPPENED?! WHAT HAPPENED!? I'LL TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED! THOSE LITTLE PUNKS PANTIED US PINK WHILE WE WERE RECHARGING!!" Thrust screeched causing everyone to cringe. "Thrust who are you talking about?" Galvatron asked. "Rampage and Springer." Thrust hissed out. "And how do you know it was them? Skywarp, Rumble, and Frenzy have all been known to do a few pranks too." Hotshot said earning him a death glare from both Starscream and Soundwave. "Well let's see number one: who are the only ones not present? And number two: THIS!" Thrust screamed turning around. Painted across his wings and back in white was "RAMPAGE AND SPRINGER WERE HERE." "It seems the evidence is stacked against their favor." Red Alert said trying not to laugh at the scene and failing miserably along with everyone else in the room except for Sideways. "It's not funny!" Thrust whined before turning and stomping back to his quarters while Sideways looked on helplessly. After the door shut, however, he turned around looking angrier then Thrust was. "I know you don't like us; I know you don't trust us, but that doesn't give you the right to treat us like this." Sideways said quietly before following Thrust.
"Hey." Starscream said coming up behind Thrust and Sideways. Sideways had left everyone feeling guilty, even Hotshot and especially Starscream. He felt awful about laughing along with everyone else. So once the meeting was dismissed, he had tracked them to the junkyard; it seemed to be Sideways' favorite place to sit and think. "Oh, hi Starscream." Thrust replied sounding tired. They had since washed off the paint. Sideways just gave him a quick glare before transforming and driving away. It seemed his conscience wasn't the only one that was going to give him a hard time about this. Starscream sighed and turned to Thrust to apologize. "I know you're sorry, you're the only one. But you might want to talk to Sideways, he was a little hurt you laughed." Thrust said before transforming and heading back to the base. Starscream stared after him in surprise for a moment before transforming himself and following Sideways.
He transformed and landed then walked up to Sideways. "What do you want Starscream?" Sideways asked harshly. "I just wanted to apologize." Starscream said quietly. "Really? You certainly didn't seem sorry when you were laughing hysterically at our new paint job." Sideways continued angrily. "I shouldn't have been laughing and I'm sorry. What more do you want me to say?" Starscream asked getting annoyed. "Why were you laughing to begin with? I thought you were different. I thought you respected us." Sideways said. "I do! But when you came walking in like that, I couldn't help it." Starscream protested. "Well, I can't help but come "walking in like that" when other Transformers keep pulling pranks on us!" Sideways said bitterly. Starscream was about to ask what he meant by "keep" when the alarm went off. "Slag." Starscream muttered.
"So Prime, exactly how many Terracons are there?" Galvatron asked blowing yet another one away. They had decided it would be best to keep their relationship between just them until they somehow got rid of Unicron and the war ended. "Um, infinite." Optimus said as they backed up against each other firing at the Terracons surrounding them. "HA, HA, HA, HA, well, what do we have here? Two trapped leaders." Razorstar said from above. "I'd blow him up if I didn't know he'd move." Galvatron muttered. "Won't Unicron be pleased when I kill both of you." Razorstar crowed. "Well, I'm sure he would have been." came a sarcastic voice. "Wha?" Razorstar looked up just in time to get slammed in the stomach by Thrust. Flying back a few meters, he managed to balance himself and glared at Thrust. "Why you..... Fine then. I'll take care of you first." Razorstar said. "You really shouldn't under estimate your opponents." Thrust replied. "Why? It shouldn't be hard to beat an old bot like you." Razorstar gloated. Thrust twitched before saying, "Ah look! A star falls in your honor." Turning around Razorstar said, "I don't see any star-" And was suddenly hit in the back of the neck and fell to the ground out cold. "And everyone said astrology would never help me." Thrust said smirking behind his faceplate.
Looking on with wide optics, the rest of the worriers almost forgot about their own battles as they watched Thrust incapacitate Razorstar. "So maybe we can trust him after all!" Skywarp said. Hotshot just snorted and went back to fighting. "Don't let your guard down kid." Scavenger said from a few yards away. Unfortunately, Skywarp wasn't listening as he hovered behind Hotshot firing at the Terracons and continued. "Why can't you at least be polite to them?! Thrust just saved Galvatron AND Optimus' lives!" On Cybertron after the war had ended and before Unicron came back there had been plenty of seekers his age to keep him company. After Unicron had returned, though most seekers took refuge, only some of the older ones had stayed to help and they just ignored him. The only flyers that ever paid attention to him were Thundercracker and Jetfire, but he really didn't count Jetfire because he always had something to do. Now that Starscream was back, Skywarp knew that he would keep him company when he could, but he knew it was basically going to be the same case scenario as Jetfire. It was depressing for him; he was one of those Transformers that wanted, and probably needed, to be surrounded by company every waking cycle. He had Thundercracker true, but more often then not he acted like Skywarp's babysitter instead of a friend. Skywarp may not of been too fond of the cone headed tactician, but they were both seekers and that made Skywarp feel like he had to try and defend him. He also knew Starscream trusted him and Sideways and didn't like the way they were being treated, and secretly he hoped that Thrust was telling the truth in hopes of gaining some company that might actually be fun to be around. "SKYWARP LOOK OUT!" Thundercracker screamed. Skywarp whipped around just in time to see Spitfire, who was about to shoot him in the back of the head, get blasted away by red twin null rays. "Skywarp stop talking and start paying attention!" Starscream barked. "He, he, sorry!" Skywarp said looking at Starscream before turning his attention back to the battle.
The battle carried on without any more life treating attacks until Spitfire decided to turn his attack to Starscream, who was floating just a few inches above the ground and preoccupied by several Terracons. So of course he didn't notice it when Spitfire aimed his laser gun towards the back of his head. "SCREAMER!!!" Skywarp shrieked. Starscream started to turn around but half way was slammed to the ground, as a laser beam shot over him and his savior. As soon as his vision cleared, from hitting his head on the ground, he found himself staring directly up into two pink optics. "Um.... thanks" Starscream said never breaking his gaze with the other's optics'. Snapping out of their staring contest, getting up and helping Starscream up as well, Sideways then replied, "Perhaps you should take your own advice." 'Ok, looks like he's still mad.' Starscream thought and sighed. Their attentions were drawn by a yelp of pain. Looking over they saw Skywarp had power linked with his partner Minicon Pulsebeat, a red and white fire truck with an attitude similar to his partner's, and was literally beating the slag out of Spitfire. "Why you little-" Spitfire snarled. "One I'm not little, and two how dare you try and kill Screamer!" Skywarp lectured as he, with Pulsebeat's help, succeeded in blowing him away. "AHHHHHHH!!!!!" Spitfire screamed flying back five yards. "Serves you right." Skywarp sniffed looking down at Spitfire's unconscious form.
"UGH...TERRACONS RETREAT!!!" Razorstar commanded before grabbing Spitfire and taking off. He had enough of being beaten around by some old bot that wasn't even that good at fighting in the first place. It was humiliating and he wasn't going to stay and make a fool of himself. Thrust flew after them a bit before screaming "And don't call me old!!!" After Razorstar had woken up from Thrust's "cheap shot" as he called it, they had gone at it, paying no attention to anyone else. And to everyone's surprise, perhaps even Thrust's, he had won. Landing, and looking immensely pleased with himself, he looked around numerous faces and said, "Well, I had fun!" Everyone looked blankly at him for a second before cracking up. "Whaaaat? What so funny?" Thrust whined. "Nothing Thrust, nothing at all." Jetfire said smiling behind his faceplate. "Lets get back to the base." Scavenger said still chuckling.
"Hello." Thrust said coming up behind Skywarp. It was sundown and they were on the roof of the base. Skywarp was sitting at the edge watching the sunset. "Thrust?" Skywarp asked surprised. "Yes, mind if I sit down?" Thrust asked looking at his feet. "Oh sure, sorry." Skywarp said scooting over to make room. "Thanks." Thrust said sitting down. They were quiet for a few moments before Skywarp asked, "So did you come up here for a reason or just to enjoy my lovely company?" "I wanted to thank you." Thrust started. "For what?" Skywarp asked looking surprised. "I heard what you said to Hotshot." Thrust said looking at him. "Oh, it was nothing!" Skywarp said embarrassed. Thrust nodded and got up to leave. "Hey you want to um ...fly, or talk, or do something sometime?" Skywarp asked quickly. Thrust looked around for a moment before saying, "Y-you're talking to me?" "Yes, you don't see anyone else around do you?" Skywarp said laughing. Thrust sat back down and asked, "So what do you want to do?" "I don't care as long as it's not work!" Skywarp replied laying back.
Sunset on Cybertron is a beautiful sight. The rays of the sun catch, and reflect off of the metal causing the light to shoot in different directions. That was one thing Sideways loved about the junkyard, it was covered in metal so at sunset it was quite a sight to behold. "Hello Starscream." Sideways said without even looking behind him. "Are you still mad at me?" Starscream asked exasperated. Turning a bit, Sideways looked at Starscream out of the corner of an optic. ".... Maybe." Sideways said emotionlessly. But Starscream could tell he was smiling. Walking up and sitting down he said, "You're impossible you know." "I guess you rubbed off on me." Sideways replied sitting down as well. Both enjoyed the other's company as they watched the sunset.
"So do you think we can trust them?" Magnus asked. A group containing of everyone but Galvatron, Optimus, Starscream, Skywarp, and the two in question had gathered to discuss Thrust and Sideways' ability to be trusted. "Both Galvatron and Starscream seem to think so." Red Alert said calmly. "Great, a tyrant and a dead bot. Yep, I sure feel comfortable trusting them." Springer remarked. "Galvatron is not a tyrant." Demolisher said glaring. "Really, well then ho-" Springer started but was interrupted by Jetfire, "This discussion isn't about Galvatron." Despite the end of the war, many Transformers, both Autobot and Decepticon alike, had found it hard to adjust. Over a million years of war caused mistrust from one fraction towards the other to be a common accurance, and even now with the threat of Unicron it was still difficult for some of them to forget the past. "I think they've earned our trust." Thundercracker said. "Well I don't!" Cyclonus said ignoring the surprised look Demolisher sent him. "Well then are there any suggestions on how to tell if they are lying or not?" Shockwave asked. "No need, I sense no deception from them." Soundwave affirmed. "Sorry Soundwave but I can't believe you're always correct, and I can't believe they're on our side." Hoist stated. "Understood and accepted." Soundwave replied. "Well, I believe you Soundwave." Demolisher said. "Ya, me too. I mean why would they save Galvatron, Optimus, or Starscream if they didn't care?" Sideswipe added. "Maybe to gain our trust?" Springer spat. "Try using your brain chips." Rampage added. "That's enough you two. I don't know if we can trust them or not but that is no reason for your rudeness. And it certainly doesn't give you the right to do what you did earlier today, which there will be punishment for I may add." Magnus said making Rampage and Springer grimace and shut up. "It seems we can't agree on whether they are trust worthy or not." Scavenger said catching everyone's attention. "What do you think Scavenger?" Red Alert asked. "I have yet to make judgment." Scavenger replied grinning. "In other words, he doesn't know." Jetfire said. "Well, what's your opinion Jetfire?" Red Alert asked turning to him. "I personally think we can trust them. How about you?" Jetfire questioned. "I agree with you, I believe we can trust them." Red Alert answered. "Great, then we all get killed while we recharge." Wheeljack said from the corner he was propped up against. "We really don't know if we can or can't trust them." Frenzy reasoned. "PULEZ! Once a traitor always a traitor." Rumble said. "Does that mean you count Starscream as a traitor?" Frenzy asked looking at his brother. "If the shoe fits...." Rumble said shrugging. "But we don't wear shoes." Frenzy said confused. "It's a human saying." Rumble explained. "Starscream's not a traitor." Hotshot said quietly. "What do you think about the situation Hotshot?" Red Alert asked softly. "I don't know, I just don't know." Hotshot said shaking his head before he stood up from where he was seated and left for his and Blurr's quarters, leaving everyone but his mate stunned.
He sat there thinking about this war and everything that had come from it, the good and the bad. Unicron coming back, all the deaths that it had caused, and he couldn't help but notice the rift in the Transformers in the base since Sideways and Thrust had come. Thinking about all of this, he couldn't help but feel guilty when he thought of Galvatron and how happy that he was alive. So caught up in his thoughts, he didn't notice his door chime or when the code for his door lock was entered and someone walked into his room. It was only when hands had been placed firmly on his shoulders that he jumped out of his seat spinning around to face the intruder. "Optimus, you need to relax more." Galvatron chuckled taking a seat at the other side of the table Optimus had been sitting at. Optimus gave an audible sound of relief sitting back down and saying "Galvatron don't do that." Galvatron just merely chuckled again before asking, "What were you thinking about?" "How do you know I was thinking about anything?" Optimus snapped then seeing Galvatron's surprised expression realized what he said. "I'm sorry, it's just.... I don't know, I feel guilty." Optimus said looking down at the table. "Why?" Galvatron asked confused. Optimus never did anything wrong, unlike him. It was disgusting in a way, how perfect he could be at times. Of course that would explain why he felt so guilty if he had indeed done something wrong; he hadn't had countless years to perfect how to ignore that annoying little bug people like to call a conscience. "Because I'm happy." Optimus said. At this Galvatron looked at him for a moment then shut off his optics for a few seconds, then turned them back on, then shut them back off, than turned them back on. "You feel guilty because you're happy?" Galvatron finally asked. "Yes." Optimus confirmed. "I'm sorry, I'm confused." Galvatron said covering his optics with his hand. Optimus smiled from behind his faceplate and tried to explain, "I have you and some Transformers have nothing. Unicron has killed so many." Galvatron nodded in understanding and asked a question that caught Optimus totally off guard, "So you're going to let other's misery be the cause of yours?" "I um well..." Optimus stuttered unsure of what to say. Galvatron just nodded again and went to the door to leave. "Do tell me when your conscience is ready for a relationship." Galvatron said before leaving obviously hurt. As Optimus watched him leave, he felt the same sadness over take him as the day they had told their true feelings for each other and then were torn apart.
"What do you really think about this Hotshot? And don't lie to me." Blurr said coming in and locking their quarters. "I really don't know anymore; I'd like to say I don't trust them but..." Hotshot said looking away from his mate's gaze. Sitting down next to him Blurr drew Hotshot into his embrace making him jump. Very rarely did Blurr ever allow his personal space to be invaded for hugs or something simple like that. Still Hotshot was glad for the comfort and laid his head against Blurr's shoulder. "I suppose we'll just have to wait and see." Blurr said as he laid his head on Hotshot's and they both fell into a quiet recharge.
They entered their quarters in complete silence, in fact, they had been in complete silence since they left the meeting, and he was getting sick of it. He locked the door and turned around to meet the unmistakable furious optics of his mate. "You trust them?" Cyclonus asked in a dangerously low voice. Most Transformers by now would be running for their lives. With Cyclonus' infamous psychotic personality, he wasn't exactly the most popular Transformer. But Demolisher knew him well enough, and long enough, to know it was all just a show, well at least most of it. "Yes I do." Demolisher simply stated before going to sit on the recharge bed. "But-but-but-they betrayed us!" Cyclonus said trying to get Demolisher to listen to reason, of course reason was never his strong suite. "I know Cy, but I think they deserve another chance. They did after all save Galvatron and Starscream's lives today." Demolisher said taking his turn to reason, reason had always been his strong suite. Cyclonus glared at him for a moment before climbing past him to the other side of the recharge bed and laid down. "Goodnight Cy." Demolisher said shutting off the lights. Cyclonus mumbled something incoherent and then silence filled the room.