Happy New Years everybody!
Chapter 124 - Musth
(RPOV)
Mikaela rolled in, carefully following Will as he revved the engine on the sport bike Mikaela had first fought on. Ratchet grinned at the man as the g-suit melted off of him.
"Best, suit, EVER!" Will laughed the second he had his helmet off.
"Did I tell you or what?" Mikaela grinned, her holoform onlining. She transformed behind them, stretching. "Ugh, the hummer looks cool, but I'll keep my plane." her wings straightened and settled along her back.
"Will finally test out the suit?" Jacobs bellowed over, "I told you man, you gotta let her take you up flying!"
"I just made my daily commute in under twenty minutes!" Will called back with a snort.
"Yeah, if he went with Kae the commute would take three," Chance shouted over, "then what amount of time would he be able to wear... the suit!"
"Maybe we should double your duties if you've got so much time to read comics!" Ratchet called over to him with a snort.
"I beg your pardon?" Chance shouted back, affecting a mockingly affronted expression. "I do not read comics! I watch classic movies!"
"You know what the difference is between me and you? I make this look good." Bumblebee stated with an absolutely straight face, bringing his holo online beside his vehicle form and slipping on a pair of sunglasses.
Lennox took one look at Bee's suit and burst out laughing.
"I want one," he snorted.
"A holoform?" Bee asked curiously.
"Nah, the suit," Chance snorted, Mikaela turned and shot a wink at Ratchet.
"Hey Will!" she called out with a broad grin, snapping her fingers. Will looked down at his clothing. A holoform covered his clothes, identical to Bumblebee's suit. He threw on the sunglasses and stood to attention at Bee's shoulder.
"Shh, I'm hiding," Will stated, sotto voice.
Bumblebee shattered somewhat behind Will, automatically transforming into his root mode and laughing hysterically. Ratchet glanced over at Optimus as the larger mech strode quietly into the bay, watching Bumblebee with amusement.
He caught Kae's eyes and onlined his holoform at Will's shoulder.
"What are we hiding from?" he rumbled quietly, matching the sotto voice. Will spun around and began laughing again as Bee offlined his motor-reflexes for safety sake, howling with laughter as he laid on his back.
"Mikaela," Optimus rumbled calmly.
"Optimus," she smiled, onlining her holoform, and wearing a pantsuit of her own. Ratchet couldn't help it, he began laughing.
She was wearing bright, silvery white silk pants, jacket, and the blue and red shoes she'd fought in in Egypt.
"That's still not blending in, my niece," Ironhide rumbled with a snort.
"Oddly enough that is the absolute last thing I have on my mind at the moment," Mikaela purred, reaching up and resting her hands lightly on Optimus' shoulders. She craned up for a second and kissed his jaw.
"You're worrying again," she murmured in a low tone.
"He just hasn't used the voice of command for a while," Ironhide piped up blandly.
Unnoticeable to the humans, Ratchet noted that Kae had begun slowly pressing binder cables beneath Prime's armour. Both holoform and mech moaned a second later.
"Mikaela! Behave," he rumbled irritably. Kae shot him an innocent look. Ratchet almost sprayed energon across the shop. Trying not to laugh. Arcee was staring at him the next second. Grinning and lightly flicking at her shoulder plate.
"And if I don't?" Kae shot up at him with a perfect inflection of innocence.
"That tone is completely lost the second I look in your eyes," Optimus rumbled with a snort, "you can not fool me, what did you do?"
"Nothing, yet," Mikaela stated innocently before her eyes flicked up to Optimus', she pulled him down lightly, and Ratchet was thankful that Arcee was distracting him, echoing Kae's words. "But I do want you in my berth. Right. Now."
"You think me some kind of youngling to be ordered to bed?" Optimus rumbled in a dangerous tone.
"When you're in that mood?" Mikaela murmured silkily, Ratchet began desperately staring holes into Arcee's armour. The femme took pity on him and reached up, lightly caressing his face as he lifted her into his arms.
Thus buffered, Ratchet turned to scan Optimus, curious as to why the two bots were suddenly staring at each other so intensely. He snorted finally.
"Kae chose her timing to appear quite appropriately," he murmured to Arcee.
The femme grinned and quickly onlined her holoform, delicately directing the humans away from the immediate crushing area.
Optimus looked around himself bemusedly, his optics blearily focusing on Ratchet a moment later. Ratchet took pity on him and simply sent the results of his scans on the Prime.
Optimus promptly turned to stare at Mikaela. Good move.
(OPOV)
Optimus felt... dazed... tired, restless, dazed. He didn't like it. He reached for his Kae, across base and she seemed to sense something in him as he walked to the med bay. He turned into the entrance bay, making a beeline for his Kae and stopping dead.
Bumblebee was lying on the ground, laughing hysterically.
::. He lost hold of his alt-form he's laughing so hard.:: Kae sent to him gently. ::. Dare you to online your holoform behind Will wearing the same suit and ask 'what are we hiding from?' sotto voice.::
Those were easy directions, Optimus could do that.
"What are we hiding from?" he asked behind Will, the Major turned to stare at him before doubling over with his own laughter. Optimus looked around at his bright eyed and cheerful unit with a smile. He strode carefully over to his Kae.
"Mikaela," he said, and forgot that it was the holoform speaking at the moment.
"Optimus," she smiled, onlining her holoform, and wearing a pantsuit of her own. Ratchet began laughing off to the side, Optimus simply couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Or his optics.
She was wearing bright, silvery white silk pants, jacket, and the blue and red shoes he simply adored on her. His colours winking from her own.
"That's still not blending in, my niece," Ironhide rumbled with a snort.
"Oddly enough that is the absolute last thing I have on my mind at the moment," Mikaela purred, reaching up and resting her hands lightly on Optimus' shoulders. She craned up for a second and kissed his jaw. Both the holoform and his body.
"You're worrying again," she murmured in a low tone, strictly to his body. Optimus noted, too late that she had delicately begun slipping binder cables beneath his armour, until they attacked, delicately stroking and teasing every part of his frame they could reach.
"He just hasn't used the voice of command for a while," Ironhide piped up blandly.
Optimus moaned, holoform and body both.
"Mikaela! Behave," he rumbled irritably. Kae shot him an innocent look.
"And if I don't?" Kae shot up at him with a perfect inflection of innocence, except her eyes, she was making absolutely no effort to hide the mischief in those optics.
"That tone is completely lost the second I look in your eyes," Optimus rumbled with a snort, "you can not fool me, what did you do?" he began losing track of himself again. Kae was so close now, her binder cables supporting him now.
That was a relief.
"Nothing, yet," Mikaela stated innocently before her eyes flicked up to his. She reached up and pulled him down lightly, stretching to murmur directly into his auditory receptors. "But I do want you in my berth. Right. Now."
"You think me some kind of youngling to be ordered to bed?" Optimus rumbled in a dangerous tone. It didn't feel right, he wasn't controlling it entirely.
"When you're in that mood?" Mikaela murmured silkily, catching his optics absolutely.
Optimus frowned, trying to concentrate, he reached again for his Kae's spark, she gently met him, a soothing, comforting caress. Optimus glanced over to note Ratchet scanning him. Good, something felt... off... not wrong, just... off...
"Kae chose her timing to appear quite appropriately," Ratchet rumbled with a low snort, Arcee grinned and promptly began clearing the area around him.
"Go," Ratchet stated gently as Kae reached up to cup his cheek. Optimus spent a long moment, reading Ratchet's scans on him before almost falling over.
Kae, his beautiful Kae was there, holding him up, as she always did.
She shouldn't have to do that, he frowned.
~There is no have to~ her spark murmured to his.
"What's happening?" Will called out in a hushed tone.
"Optimus is..." Ratchet began calmly and trailed off.
"Go ahead," Optimus rumbled, leaning on his Kae as she supported him. "It is embarrassing, not shameful."
"Go," Arcee repeated, holding her lover firmly, "we can handle the fireworks for a few days without you, go answer nature." she looked up at Kae, "although I'd suggest a blocker this go around, the both of you could use some time to get settled before you let Optimus get sparkings on you."
Kae nodded seriously for a moment before she re-set herself somewhat beneath him.
"You would let me get sparkings on you?" Optimus rumbled with a broad grin.
"Perhaps not this year," Kae murmured gently, "but I will gladly bear your young."
His processors immediately brought up images of his Kae, heavy with his children, the honour of protecting his femme as she carried them, rearing their sparkings...
And of course, practicing getting sparkings on her...
Optimus promptly blacked out.
(APOV)
"Ratchet!" Mikaela screeched, still holding her Optimus up as he shut down into an automatic reboot.
"I'd suggest you just get him to berth," Arcee stated kindly. She sent the young, absolutely dear sparked femme the pertinent information of what was happening. Kae's optics dimmed for a half second before she nodded, smiling gently and half-lifting, half levitating her Optimus, walking carefully back to their quarters.
"What was that?" Will asked curiously.
"What's the term?" Ratchet murmured musingly.
"Alright, you know how on your planet, females go into heat during the mating season?" Arcee began calmly.
"Okay so Kae's gone into heat?" Will asked curiously.
"No, close, but no," Chromia snorted, "She's a nubile young femme, in reality? She could conceive Optimus' sparkings anytime she wishes."
"That's usually how it goes, too," Flareup chuckled, "no, the males tend to go into..."
"Musth?" Jacobs supplied mildly. "Period of time where a virile male becomes far more likely to reproduce?"
"I like that word," Ratchet grinned.
"Virile?" Lennox asked with a chuckle.
"No, musth," Arcee snorted, "It just sounds so right."
"What's the word for it in Cybertronian?" Jacobs asked curiously. He stared around himself as the bots began laughing.
∂Pleasant distraction?∂ Flareup put forth with a grin.
∂Battle curse.∂ Ironhide snorted.
∂Bot getter∂ Arcee stated placidly.
"Femme getter, oh I said that in english," Sideswipe snorted.
"I really, really want a dictionary, english to common," Jacobs stated with a snort.
"Alright here, say ∂My name is Lonnie Jacobs∂ Sideswipe snorted.
∂My name is Lonnie Jacobs,∂ Jacobs repeated calmly. The bots promptly stared at him. "What? I've been listening to you guys for what, two years? I can pick out the tempo now Kae's fixed my ears." the man shrugged with a grin. "Now what does the different speeds that you've been saying ∂Pleasant curse∂ mean?"
Ironhide began hooting with laughter, reaching down and scooping Lennox to sit on his shoulder as bots and humans promptly strode to the Common and settled down, throwing slang back and forth at each other.
(MPOV)
I half levitated my Optimus, supporting him down the corridor.
"He okay?" Chance asked in a worried tone.
"He's alright, just re-booted, hit the central, I think there's a swear-fest well on it's way," I laughed softly, glancing at the bots striding gleefully to the central with several humans in tow. Chance whooped and jogged down the corridor, another dozen NEST soldiers following him.
::. Kae?.:: Optimus sent over our private link.
::. I've got you, Optimus.:: I murmured fondly, opening the doors to our quarters.
::. Do you know how to activate a blocker?.:: he asked in a rather loopy tone.
::. Arcee piped me everything I need to know.:: I replied with a gentle laugh, laying him down on the berth. ::. Do you want your armour on still?.::
"No, Primus no," Optimus rumbled, bringing his vocal processors online. He sat up and swayed. I lunged forward and steadied him as he rolled to his feet. The next moment he had me pressed tightly against the wall, his binder cables nosing at my valve and couplings.
"Oi, we've got all night you," I told him with a low laugh. "Optimus Prime, remove your armour to allow for your spark-mate's attentions." I added just the barest touch of the voice of command to it, knowing it would both irk and inflame him. He pulled back and stared down at me sternly. I shot him an innocent look.
"I want you naked, on your back in my berth. Now." he demanded roughly, fully using the voice of command.
I promptly disengaged my armour and reached up, dragging his face down to mine, he bent to kiss me, instead I swung my head to the side and caught his auditory receptors.
"Say please," I purred, smirking and listening to a few of his processors pop. He moaned for a second, then began to growl, his armour coming away beneath my hands. I promptly grabbed his protoform and shoved him backwards, pressing him tightly to the wall and running gentle lips down his chest, teasing his spark chamber.
"I could simply take what I want from you," Optimus snarled softly, he bodily picked me up and grasped my arse, his spike nosing at my valve again. It was a true effort to not simply let him take me then and there.
"You can try," I smirked at him, overbalancing him and using the momentum to get away. "In fact, I'd like to see you try," I added, standing coyly beside our berth. I reached for his spark, making sure he was okay.
~What fun is a mate that would simply roll over and let me use her?~ he sent back with a broadening smirk.
"Oh I'll let you use me," I replied, walking toward him with the predatory grace that always had him staring at me. "But you're going to have to earn it first," I walked two fingers up his chest before he caught my hand. He brought it to his face and kissed my palm tenderly, before he used the wrist control to drag me against his chest, holding me in a partial submission and promptly tossing me down on the berth.
In a second I had rolled to my stomach, coiling around and presenting him with a nice view of my arse.
(OPOV)
She commanded him to remove his armour, and used the voice of command. Just barely, but it was still a bit of an effort to not automatically follow that order. One look into her optics said exactly why. She was teasing him. The voice of command swelled from him. He tried desperately to stop it, knowing he would regret forcing her against her will.
"I want you naked on your back in my berth. Now." he demanded of her, and instantly felt regret swell in his spark as her armour disengaged.
And then, the first of his processors popped as she dragged him down to her level. He automatically leaned down to kiss her, and was shocked anew as she avoided him, bringing her mouth to his auditory receptors.
"Say please," she purred.
Two words. Two words and several more popped processors. He disengaged his armour immediately, moaning at the power of his Femme. His equal, exquisite femme. The second his armour was free her hands were on his frame, shoving him lightly back against the wall. She pinned him, running gentle lips down his chest and teasing his spark chamber.
He felt free. For the first time in aeons, he was free. His moans morphed into a quiet growl as he reached forward and grasped his Kae again.
"I could simply take what I want from you," Optimus snarled softly, he bodily picked his Femme up and grasped at her aft, nosing her valve with his spike again. She was so wet already, one shove and...
"You can try," Kae smirked, overbalancing him and using the momentum to get away again. "In fact, I'd like to see you try," she added, standing coyly beside the berth. Oh she wanted to play did she? Her spark reached for his, a gentle caress, making sure he was alright. His beautiful, loving, perfect femme. He set aside a backup processor to memorize this moment, and to remember to wake her up in the morning with a gentle, caring overload. Although for now...
~What fun is a mate that would simply roll over and let me use her?~ he sent back with a broadening smirk. There was a flash of lust in her eyes, the game was on.
"Oh I'll let you use me," Kae replied, walking toward him with the predatory grace that always had him staring at his Kae. "But you're going to have to earn it first," two fingers walked toward his spark chamber again.
Optimus grasped her wrist and brought it to his face, kissing his Kae's palm tenderly, before he used the wrist control to drag her against his chest. He thought about tactics for a second before lightly tossing her onto the berth. See what she did then.
In a second she had rolled to her stomach, coiling around and presenting him with an incredible view.
Everything that he would ever truly need, laid out on his berth. Their berth.
The predator in her watched him beside the loving femme, and now, now she would be his prey. An admittedly gleeful snarl tore out of his vocal processors as he took in the entirety of her position.
"Still defying my orders are you?" he snarled with a smirk, "what shall we do with you, my willful, disobedient femme?"
Carefully, slowly, he strode forward, pinning her down with his gaze. The air tasted of her pheromones, he could feel her overload slowly building through their joint sparks.
"Whatever do you mean, Optimus?" she asked innocently, squirming on the berth slightly, the movement bared her valve somewhat, and Optimus couldn't stop staring at the blatant invitation.
One that at the moment, he had absolutely no compunction in accepting. He lunged forward, one hand catching her hip and flipping her to her back. Optimus dove between her legs, successfully nosing his spike at her valve until he blinked and was laying on his back.
He almost overloaded that second.
Kae's hips danced over his, teasing his spike, letting him nose at her valve but never getting to a position that he could enter her as he moaned beneath her. Primus, Pit every last one of the gods and goddesses listening, he wanted his femme, right now, he wanted to wrap himself in and around and through his femme and never let go.
But first he was going to make her scream.
A hand darted up and began playing with the bared couplings that graced her side, she began moaning, twitching even as she continued to tease his spike. Optimus onlined every processor he had available, a desperate bid to keep enough concentration to make her overload first.
Her hands caught his wrists, jerking him to sit up against her.
"I'll see your processors and raise you an overload," she purred directly into his auditory receptors, strongly impaling herself on his spike as her spark flashed out to merge with his own.
Too much, his processors cut out in series as the energon from their dual overloads danced between them. The backup he had running noted idly that the lighting in their room was flickering as the circuitry in the building struggled to keep up with the torrents of energon flooding the systems, his vocal processors made no noise, evidently having cut out before the roar that tore directly from his feet – taking a leisurely trip through his spike and spark – could damage it. Nothing else registered as even that backup cut out, spark-consciousness scattered among the stars.
The silent, eternal darkness was broken by a warm wave of light, drawing him delicately to his body, settling over and around him with the tender comfort of a lifelong lover.
~Rest, beloved~ Kae whispered in his spark, he had the vague feeling of being laid down gently, a warm, gentle body stretched out beside his, pressed tightly against him.
He heaved a spark-deep sigh and directed his body to curl against hers, to wrap an arm around her and pull his other half closer as the darkness and her presence became a blissful piece of heaven.
He dreamed of Cybertron, and watched as the scorched and barren wasteland of his home planet was healed.
(APOV)
Arcee held onto Ratchet firmly as Kae carefully carried her Optimus back to their quarters.
"Thank you," he murmured to her, softly. She smiled up at him and followed as bots and humans trouped to the central.
"Alright, that's settled," Ironhide snorted gleefully.
"What is?" Will asked curiously.
"Optimus is never going to live it down," Ratchet snorted.
"The thrice blessed bastard bot," Ironhide laughed.
"You keep calling him that," Jacobs grinned, climbing the catwalk and dangling his legs over the edge beside Sideswipe/ Sunstreaker spared a tolerant glance for the human. Primus but he had come a long way in a short Orn.
"Because it's true," Sides grinned, holding up a hand and beginning to tick things off his didgits. "First he finds a Femme that sees him, not simply a Prime. Then she proves to be strong enough to defy the voice of command and a predator anyone would be proud to fight beside. She took his mark, allowed herself to be changed, not only bound herself to him, but raised him to be her equal, and just proved something else."
"What?" Chance grinned up at the mech.
"She loves him so much that when he blacked out in musth she wasn't repulsed or scared away, she was worried for his health." Ratchet chuckled.
"A bot in musth is sexy," Flare giggled.
"But a Prime in musth can be absolutely terrifying," Arcee added gently.
"Translation!" Will called out with a grin.
"Well, you've heard Kae and Optimus both use the voice of command," Chromia shrugged.
"Still don't entirely get that one," Will frowned.
"I totally do," Chance stated flatly, "you remember at the Smithsonian, you sent me back to get Kae out of there?"
"Yeah," Will frowned.
"I got to her, told her to come with me. She told me to get out, so I told her in no uncertain terms that she needed to evacuate. Will... she stood up, a civilian girl a head shorter than me in four inch heels and commanded me to get out of there," Chance explained quietly, "I swear to whatever god is listening, it was a tone that said there was no other option but to obey. I was running the other way before I even realized it."
"The voice of command," Ironhide nodded, "part and parcel with being Prime, the gift of true leadership abilities. But if you ask Optimus, he'll tell you it's the curse." the bot snorted. "Of course that's why I never went rogue when Sentinel disappeared, if anything? Optimus is the better leader."
"He almost never uses the voice," Arcee explained, smiling at Will's confused look. "Instead he allows us to argue with him about orders, not that we ever really do."
"Is that why he gives his orders twice sometimes?" Will asked with wide eyes.
"The first are more a request," Ratchet smiled, "it's an unspoken deal we all made vorns ago, he hates using the voice of command, doesn't like forcing others against their will, so he first gives us the option to say no."
"Then why does he use it at all?" Jacobs asked, leaning into the conversation interestedly.
"He has to," Ironhide shrugged, "Optimus spends so much time keeping it under control it's a testament to the bot that it doesn't just explode out of him." he grinned suddenly. "Hey Ratch, you remember on the plane?"
"What, when Kae defied him while still bleeding to death?" Ratchet snorted. He glanced at Will and onlined the holo.
...
"Optimus," Mikaela said quietly, "I will die eventually, at least let mine have meaning."
"We will discuss this later," Prime stated, barely touching the voice of command.
...
"I remember that," Will grinned.
"Watch his eyes," Ratchet grinned.
...
"Yes, we will," Mikaela replied in a deliberately light tone, his optics imperceptibly narrowed at the girl as she squirmed to the edge of his hand. "Lennox, how have you been?"
...
"She agreed with him," Will frowned.
"In a tone that plainly stated that they'd argue about it later," Ironhide snorted. "I almost felt bad for the bot, he couldn't decide if he should be irritated or revved right up."
"So Primes are scary in musth because..." Jacobs prompted him.
"He's losing control of himself," Ironhide snorted, "I have absolutely no doubt that he's ordered Mikaela to strip naked and get on her back in his berth by this point, and regretted using the voice of command the next second. I don't think I've seen that bot dread anything so much as the thought of going into musth."
"It's Kae, she doesn't follow orders unless it suits her," Will snorted.
"So twenty bucks says she stripped and laid down on her stomach," Jacobs grinned.
"We need to cough up video," Chromia stated immediately.
"You honestly think he's in the right state of mind to have recorded it?" Ironhide laughed.
"It's Optimus we're talking about!" the femme laughed.
"That bot has so many logs I'm astonished he's actually capable of functioning," Ratchet snorted. "You remember that argument Hide?"
In response, the weapons master began hooting with laughter.
"Story time!" Jacobs bellowed.
"Right, so Optimus decided when he was a youngling that in order to continue to be a good person, he would remember the face and name of every bot he killed," Ironhide stated, "Which he still does."
"That's dedication," Jacobs whispered with an awestruck look.
"Except he insisted on keeping the names and faces in a front processor," Ratchet snorted, "which would be alright if he'd only taken say, twenty lives or so, but after five hundred he was getting so badly backlogged he'd freeze in memories."
"Which is beyond depressing to say the least," Ironhide snorted, "there's nothing worse than watching a bot freeze with remorse humming out of his spark."
"It took Ratchet, Ironhide, Jazz, Prowl and Sentinel, all beating him up to get a sufficient level of irritation back into him for a good argument," Arcee giggled. "Of course they should have just asked Elita, she managed in thirty seconds what took the mechs over three hours to do."
"What'd she do?" Will asked curiously.
"She told Optimus that she wouldn't bond to him if he was always keeping his kills on the front processor," Ratchet snorted, "the one thing she ever did that was ever any good for him, of course she added that if he wanted something on the front processors he was supposed to keep a tally of all the bots and femmes he'd made a conquest of."
"Optimus doesn't make conquests," Chromia snorted, "he's too much a gentlebot, more like he allows himself to be a conquest."
"Mind, in the heyday one smile from him and you desperately wanted to make him a conquest," Flareup giggled.
"Oh so true," Arcee sighed, she climbed into Ratchet's arms, "when we reach the well, love, remind me to hunt Elita down and beat the tar out of her. I could gleefully throttle her for breaking him."
"Mmm, you and me both, beloved," Ratchet rumbled gently. "At least he's back."
"Which brings us to a better topic," Bumblebee called out with a broad grin. "Kae and Optimus, whose who's conquest?"
"Ooh!" Sideswipe bellowed with a grin, collecting Flareup and cuddling her as the femme grinned.
"What!?" Chance bellowed with a laugh.
"Alright, let's lay it out," Chromia trilled. "Kae is the higher ranking, but Optimus is too much a gentlebot to make conquests."
"But officially!" Ironhide rumbled back with a grin, "Kae is the higher ranking, we should let Optimus have the glory of snaring her!"
"Kae had him snared before she was even a bot!" Jacobs piped up with a broad grin.
"Oh! True!" Flareup sang, "he's her conquest!"
"But he had to battle against her training to isolate herself!" Bumblebee shot back, "She's his conquest!"
"She told him precisely how to chase her. He's her conquest," Ratchet snorted.
"She made him her equal, she's his conquest!" Arcee trilled.
"Theirs is a star crossed love," Will called out in a pious tone, "no conquest is necessary, they belong together absolutely."
Ironhide looked at him with a grin.
"Yeah, but how do you intend to tease the bot?" he rumbled cheerfully.
"Tease nothing, I'm off rota for a week," Will smirked, "When he finally emerges we're going out for beer and gossip."
"So ∂Pleasant curse,∂" Jacobs smirked.
"In english?" Ironhide grinned, looking around himself.
"Bot getter!" Chromia shouted with a grin.
"Battle curse," Ironhide retorted immediately.
"I'm sticking with Musth," Ratchet grinned.
Arcee smiled as bots and humans both gleefully got down to a true meeting of the minds, trading oaths and expletives as true comrades. Ironhide and Ratchet both looked up at the cathedral of neural fibres as it flickered and glowed.
"Whoaa..." Bumblebee whispered.
"What's that?" Jacobs asked in an awed tone, watching as energon began to float between the wires.
"Aurora borealis," Will whispered.
"It's the energon Kae and Optimus are producing together," Arcee stated gently.
"I have never seen that much at one time though," Ratchet rumbled quietly. "That's absolutely incredible."