I got it! I got it! Or more specifically them!

Hotshot toy- What'd you get?

Transformers Galaxy force episodes 1-13!

Hotshot- Whoopie. You get to watch Cybertron in Japanese.

Not true. There is a lot of differences. Example; EVERYONE swears. It's funny. Especially when Optimus (Commander Galaxy Convoy) calls Megatron a bastard. I love it! I also got Beast Machines! YAY! I win!

Red Alert toy- But weren't you complaining earlier of a migraine?

Yes, but it's the fourth one in two weeks, I'm fine.

Optimus Prime toy- Why won't you let me out of the bo-ox! starts crying

Override toy- Um… MajesticBurn holds no legal rights over the transformers. She only owns her characters and DeathScythe119 owns DeathScythe.

Blurr- YeahreallyreallyrightShewasupuntilmidnightwatchingBeastmachineshowcome-

Thunder Blast toy- aims weapon at Blurr Shut it. Now.

Wind Razor- Why me…?

Oh yeah, I forgot ton warn you, this chapter is a little… not enough to raise a ranking, but it is just a bit…

Thunder Blast- descriptive.

Shut up.

Optimus- bawling Let me out!


Not who you think I am

Bonded and Caught

Ariel Pax collapsed; Red Alert grabbed her before she hit the ground, cradling her in his arms. He could feel her exhaustion, and worried about everything he had seen in the bonding. For the briefest of moments, their sparks were one, and in that moment they learned, unconsciously, everything there was to know about each other. The two would also remember anything that stood out most in the partners mind, usually a traumatic or painful time. The two would also, as long as they were bonded, know instinctively when their partner was in danger, afraid, or in need of help. And if the pair was separated for a period of time, a re-bonding would get them caught up within moments.

"Ariel! Oh Primus… Are you okay Ariel?"

Her optics flickered on and she looked up to him, "Reddy? Are we really…?"

He nodded, nuzzling her lovingly, "Yeah Ariel. We are… We're bonded now. And… Ariel we should-"

"-Tell Optimus. I know. And I understand. I really, really understand." She hugged him, kissing him forcefully, then turning back to nuzzle his shoulder, "But can we please wait until morning? I love you… And I can't wait to tell Optimus… But we should wait so that everyone is well-rested when we tell him. Okay Reddy?" He nodded, kissing her again; she smirked and looked up at him, "Hey Reddy? Since we're waiting to tell him until morning anyway… maybe we should… finalize… our bonding."

He looked down at her, feeling a pain in the core of his spark; he had known before that she had interfaced before, but now he felt through her, and in a way saw through her, what she knew, and the feeling of another mech so much as thinking of her like that disgusted him, and made his mech fluid boil. He sighed, "I don't know Ariel. I'm not saying I don't want to but…" He gave an exasperated sigh, how was he supposed to explain to her how he felt?

He didn't have to. She kissed him, and whispered sadly, "I know Reddy. And I understand if you don't want to right away because of it."

He kissed her, he knew that, as bond-mates, they would eventually, might as well now. What was it humans call it? A honeymoon? He looked her in the optics and nodded, it was their time.


Ariel and Red Alert were 'breathing' heavily; her helmet was tossed carelessly on the floor, her chest-plate next to Red's on the floor. His codpiece and her sodpiece directly beneath his recharge berth. The pair covered by a blanket of sorts on the berth, him leaning off of her, his bare metal exposed, along with some of her. He leaned into her to nuzzle her, latching her in his arms. He kissed her sweetly and whispered into her audio sensor, "I love you Ariel Pax."

"I love you too Red Alert." She giggled, receiving a look from him.

"What?"

"Well… Now I know why you're called RED Alert…"

His face reddened even more than it already was, "Ariel!"

Unbeknown to the couple, the door had opened, and a large shadow flooded the floor, and a gruff voice shouted, "ARIEL PAX!" It was Optimus Prime, Ariel's secondary creator, and, at least formerly, Red Alert's comrade and friend.

At his shout, the pair fell off the berth in a loud crash, Ariel covering her exposed chest, and the blanket covering the two 'bots' lower halves, and with it their interfaces. Ariel looked up at him in fear, "O-Optimus! I-it's not what it looks like! We're not doing anything you'd-"

"Sir, I-I can explain!"

"Get off of her Red Alert!" Optimus shouted, steam fuming from him, pure murder in his optics. He yanked him off of her, yanking him to look him in the visor, "How dare you interface with her!" he hissed in the medic's face.

"Optimus please! It wasn't his idea! Optimus, you don't understand! I love him!"

"W-what? A-Ariel you-?"

"Yes Optimus. Please Optimus, don't do anything rash. Please…" Ariel bit her lip component, liquid streaming down her face. Optimus was taken aback.

"A-Ariel…" He lost all sense of comprehension for just a moment, and lost consciousness.

Red Alert was dumbfounded, and barely registered it when Ariel handed him his codpiece. When he turned around and saw her applying her armor, it jolted into him into realizing the severity of their situation. He looked to his feet, "Ariel, we shouldn't have waited to tell him! We should've told him last night!"

"Too late for 'should haves' Reddy. Now we've got to focus on how we're going to keep him calm enough to explain to him what's going on." She dragged his chest armor over to him, nodding toward Optimus' unconscious body.

"You're right. So what do you think we should do?"

Ariel didn't answer him for a long time, his armor was fully re-attached before she even turned around to look him in the visor; she sighed heavily, looking him sadly in the visor, "We need to talk to Scavenger. He'll know what to do."

Red Alert gave her a skeptical look, "And you think he would help why…?"

She turned toward the door, grabbing his arm and dragging him with her, "I don't know if he'll help. But he's the only one who could."

"Wait, we can't just leave him on he floor like that…"

"You're right Reddy… gotta permanent marker?"

He shook his head, "Be serious."

"I am being serious."


"You two what!" Scavenger's face reflected pure rage, though not as much as Optimus had shown, his optics were even glowing menacingly.

Ariel backed away timidly, holding her right wrist tenderly. "Scavenger; we bonded. Optimus walked in on us… together… and flipped. Please Scavenger; I want him to understand why we kept our relationship from for so long. Please help us talk to him?"

She looked at him sadly, biting her lip component, begging him silently with her optics; he shook his head in defeat. "Fine. I'll help you talk to him. But only so that he doesn't harm either of you two."

Red Alert sighed in relief, unconsciously pulling Ariel Pax close to him. "Thank you Scavenger. We didn't mean to-"

"Don't mention it. Ever. I'll talk to Optimus as soon as he wakes up. Then he's your problem."


Ariel ran her hand long the of the, for lack of a better term, casket, optics welling when she looked into it's clear shield, seeing Lightning's optics staring back at her, cold and void of spark. She felt a hand on her shoulder, and didn't bother to move, "Leave me alone 'Scythe. Just leave me alone…"

The femme didn't answer, she merely moved next to her, not taking her hand off Ariel's shoulder, "While you were in your room I talked to Optimus, he agreed to let me go back to Cybertron as it's… as his escort. Ariel, he wouldn't have wanted-"

"I know DeathScythe. But… he was my best friend… and now… he's gone… in the Matrix…"

"…Where we all shall someday be." Red Alert murmured, standing on Ariel's other side. "It's alright Ariel. Everything will be alright. So long as we don't give up hope, there is still a chance for this war to mean something."

"I want it to be about future. I don't want it to be…" Ariel touched the glass where the dead mech's face resided. "…About death. Or old grudges… That's all it seems to be about…"

"Paxie…" DeathScythe whispered, squeezing her shoulder. "Don't go into one of the ruts… word spreads fast in this base… you just got bonded! You should be all happy an' such." She looked to Red Alert, "You're her bonding partner now; you talk to her." She turned around and left the pair alone with the body.

"Ariel, I love you so much. It kills me to see you like this…" He pulled her into a tender hug, nuzzling her cheek, "Please Ariel… don't be so sad… I can feel how upset you are… please… I know it hurts to lose someone so close to you in this war… but-"

"Sh… I know Reddy. I know." She bit her lip-component, "You know what? Optimus is probably still going to kill you."

"Calm down. He wouldn't do something so rash." He felt her clutch him closer; he looked down toward her, "What's wrong Ariel?"

"I-I don't… I don't want to lose you too… Or ever… But the war…" She pulled him even closer.

"I'll be fine Ariel; don't be so worried. You'll over-heat your systems and make yourself susceptible to virus'!"

"Oh Primus… I just had to fall for a doc-bot. Thank you Reddy. I love you so much…" Her optics fell to the floor, "Reddy?"

"What is it Ariel?"

"Do you think we'll ever have a sparkling? You know… when the war's over?" After he was silent a moment, she shook her head, "N-no. Never mind. It's stupid."

"No it isn't. And I hope we will… but with the war… there are never any guarantees…"

"I know. But if we ever do… what would… we… ya know… name it?"

Under his visor he raised an optic-ridge, what made her wonder this now of all times? He decided to shake it off. "A little femme- Aerial. Like your name just spelled differently."

"I think Aerial is good… but to make it great… Aerial Alert." She smirked; nuzzling the side of his helm. "… And Code Red for a little mech."

"You make it sound like you'd need something to remember me by." He teased; though she didn't seem to find it funny. "But… why do you ask?"

"I-I don't know. It just… it feels like something we should do." He raised an optic-ridge at her, curious but knowing better than to persist.

They turned as loud robotic footsteps approached them. It was Optimus. "Ariel I-"

"Optimus please… I'm in love with him an-"

"I know Sweetie. I know… But I want you to promise you'll be cautious. And tell me exactly what made you decide to do this?" He looked to them, but avoided optic contact with Red Alert.

"Sir… We just… we felt it was time. We're bonded now… and we have no intentions of breaking our bonds." Red Alert naturally moved in front of Ariel, though he knew Optimus was no threat.

"I understand. I merely wish I hadn't learned of your relationship… the way I did."

"I have to agree with you on that Demority." Ariel whispered; her face beat red.

Red Alert shook his head, "I'm sorry we didn't tell you Sir; we didn't want to upset you; and then when we were being serious… Lightning… I'm sorry Sir."

"Don't be. Just… don't let me catch you two doing anything like that ever again."

"Try knocking from now on." Ariel teased; causing Optimus to wish to leave even sooner than he had already wanted to.


Ariel Pax sat quietly on the rock-face not far from headquarters. There was a pool of water near her feet, a white femme reflecting in the water. Ariel pulled her knees up to her breastplate. Something was very wrong; but she had no idea what. She touched her silver fingertips to the white ones of the reflection. "Destiny I just don't know… There's something… off. I don't know what it is but… I wish Lightning was here… He'd know just what to say…"

"You should talk to Red Alert. He loves you; he might know what's bothering you."

Ariel shook her head, whispering to the talking reflection, "I don't want to worry him. He's too good a 'bot to upset over this. If I make him upset than he might get-"

"Sh-sh… Calm down. He's your bondmate, he loves you and you love him; if it happens to be something medical; he's a medic, he can fix it. But you'd best bring it up now."

Ariel put her hand to her face; she was right. She stood up, looking down at the reflection, "Thanks Destiny. I'll do that."

"Ariel?" It was Optimus Prime, he had gone looking for her to talk to her about something, but was distracted by her white reflection that she was unable to hide in time. "Who are you talking to-… what's going on? Why isn't your reflection…? Ariel what's going on?"

"O-Optimus… No…" Ariel had jumped to her feet, backing away; this was not good.

To be continued…


There… Done. I feel good now… but I have to do homework… bleh.

Hotshot toy: That was… interesting… looks at Red Alert You got caught doin' Prime's daughter!

Red Alert: In her story! Not reality!

Override: That's brilliant; someone's gonna be in trouble.

Thunder Blast: Okay; mind explaining what the slag is going on?

Wind Razor: I'd like to know too.

Blurr: Yeahyeahyeah! Updatesoonsoonsoon!

Optimus: Crying Why must you be so cruel! Let me ou-ut! Pwease? Pwitty Pwease?

You're sad. Anyway: RnR please.