Chapter 10: First Missions and Joining
Corvin sighed. She was staring at pure perfection …
Also known as Optimus Prime's backside as he bent over to grab a data pad that had fell behind the console.
A wolfish grin crossed the femme's face the mech of her affections shifted a bit to try and reach the data pad, making his beautiful booty stick out that much more. Ah, perfection.
Her optics were wide, tracing every seam and design in his legs. Somewhere deep within Corvin's mind her consciousness screamed that she was a pervert and not to take advantage of this opportunity and that she should respect him and not stare at him like some starving animal looking at a slab of meat. But the other part of her mind yell louder saying that she did respect him and that she knew very, very well that she was a pervert and staring at him like this was not respectful in the least… but she couldn't find it within herself to stop. This was a beautiful opportunity that she was not going to pass up. Wonder if he tastes as good as he looks
Corvin grinned wider, she was going to think that every time she looks at him, isn't she?
Yes, yes she was.
Sadly at this time, Optimus finally managed to grab the data pad that had been giving him so much trouble. Aww, but she was enjoying it! Corvin made a face, her wings and audios twitching in disappointment. Oh well, she lived in the same base as him, she was bound to see more of the Primly Booty in time.
Turning back to her own data pad, which held a series of short stories from Cybertron, she continued to read. They were all very interesting, but they were all a bit difficult to understand, due to being translated from cybertronian to English and both languages had words that the other did not. Ratchet was teaching her and Vela how to read cybertronian; it was weird as cybertronian had a few more glyphs than English had letters. Corvin was grasping it surprisingly well, her advanced processors clicking all the information into place. She was able to read with a breeze, but speaking it was rather difficult. She always had trouble with speaking other languages. Yes, she could read them like a charm, but speech? Nope! She sounded like a four year old in any other language besides English.
Corvin used her processor to connect to the internet and through the internet, to Pandora. She logged into an oldies station. Fuck yes, Bon Jovi! Corvin bobbed her helm to 'Livin on a Prayer', lightly tapping her servo on her leg that was kicking to the beat.
What Corvin didn't know is that her audios couldn't hear anything with them tuned into Pandora, and she was a bit louder than she thought. And while she didn't notice anyone, everyone noticed her…
"She's listening to music." There was a snort.
"Figured."
"Let's not disturb her."
"Wouldn't want to, this is hilarious."
"Indeed" Arcee replied with humor lacing her voice. She, the rest of the Autobots (minus Bulkhead, he was off doing some recon mission), and Vela all watched as Corvin obliviously moved to the music. It was rather funny to watch her with her optics closed and her mouth scrunched up.
Optimus glanced over from where he sat at the console, briefly watching Corvin dance seated. He felt a flash of amusement filled him before dissipating into the dull drone he was used to. He turned back to the console, only glancing back once or twice more at the laughter of his men.
The song changed to the next, which was "Sweet Caroline' by Neil Diamond. Aw yeeah!
Sweet Caroline!
"Ba ba BA!" Corvin jumped at the voice that knocked her audios off of Pandora. The silver seeker glared up at the cat femme that was so close to her face.
"Hey!" Corvin grouched out, causing the cat femme to snicker. The femme backed up as Corvin took a swipe at her. But before she could get up and hit her properly, the main terminal beeped.
"Ground Bridge." Bulkhead's voice demanded. Oh, he sounded grumpy. Corvin decided to flee the scene before she got caught up into things; she had a feeling that Breakdown had finally made his appearance.
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First field mission… yay…
Note the obvious sarcasm lacing her thoughts.
Corvin rumbled in jet form, yes her jet form. She was a blackbird model, fast and stealthy, but also big enough for her massive frame. She thought it was an awesome choice, plus that one old bot in the second transformers movie was a blackbird, so that was a cool fact.
But why would they need a Blackbird jet at a museum? She wasn't very stealthy on the ground; in fact she stuck out like a sore thumb.
She grumbled again. At least it was night and the only staff at the museum was that one security guard. And the fact that it wasn't just her doing this, a few of the Autobots were with her.
"The children are in position." Optimus' voice rang through her comm., knocking her from her thoughts. Corvin thought about what she knew was going to happen soon, the arrival of Knockout and Breakdown.
Or as she liked to think: the Hotty and the Pirate.
She couldn't wait to meet them! She had to withhold her girly squeal of delight at the thought of meeting more of her favorite characters , but then her thoughts turned evil when she remembered that Knockout's got a thing for Optimus.
Aw Hell no!
Corvin huffed, Knockout better not make a move or the femme fists will be flying! She snorted, Pff, she couldn't fight! She'd get her royal blue aft handed to her! She needed some training or something, basic defense just so she didn't die as soon as she sees a vehicons. She could even get Ratchet to teach her some first aid, just in case.
"-You're real heavy duty." A seductive, purring voice waved away her thoughts. There was a noise of transformation, and then the sound of breaking glass was heard. Corvin transformed, standing in all her curvy, overly sexualized glory. Her wings twitched as she made a very displeased face at the sound of Optimus' yell of pain.
No one hurts my precious baby!
The angry femme stomped over to the other side of the building, the concrete under her peds cracking with the force of her steps. She turned to corner, coming upon the sight of Knockout zapping her Prime. Knockout was so busy cackling that he didn't see the pissed femme charge over like an angry bull, so he was not in the least prepared for when a femme double his height and triple his weight came barreling into him.
"GrAHG!" was the sound the red doctor made as Corvin football tackled him to the ground. Metal screeched against concrete as they slid from the force of her tackle. A loud shrill screech of 'My paintjob!' was heard as Corvin threw the mech away with a surprising amount of strength. She twisted onto her peds, standing fully as the red Decepticon stood and glared daggers at her, but froze at the sight of her. Red optics ranked over her frame like she was a delicious feast of high-grade and rust sticks, tracing her curves and seams as if her armor would just pop right off for easy access.
Ugh, no gross.
"Hmm, so many beautiful femmes on this planet." The mech purred like the pervert Corvin knew he was. Well… she was too, but that was beside the point. "To bad you're on the Autobot side, we could have had some fun." Corvin had to grin at that one, Corvin was very sure that if she wasn't so into Optimus and had some morals holding her back, she would be banging every Bot and Con she could get her claws on. Hell, she could probably end the war if she tried, she'd just have to find out how to convince everyone to get together, then she could work her femme/seeker/breeder magic and Boom! Peace orgy…
No, no bad Corvin~! Hehe, good Corvin… God I need help
"To bad, I'm sure I would have blown your mind." Her tongue peeked out of the side of her lips, making the red mech shutter. Why the fuck she just say that? The doctor grinned, and then charged, twirling his staff around next to him. She didn't have time to move as Knockout's staff came crashing into the side of her helm. Stars exploded as her optics had to reboot from shock.
"Son of a bitch!" she snapped at her pain, Corvin threw her arm around, her claws curved inward as she sliced through his chassis. There was a cry of pain from Knockout as he stepped back, clutching his ripped chassis. Corvin had to brace herself against the wall of the museum, her helm still dizzy from Knockout's blow. She heard a growl from the red doctor and turned just as he stabbed her neck with the electric side of his staff.
Corvin expected pain… but besides the jolt of the staff hitting her neck, it didn't hurt… In fact, it felt pleasant, the electricity flowing through her body like a rush of energy and gentle pleasure. Knockout's optics widened at her lack of response, what was up with this femme?!
Corvin grasped the staff, her optics glaring daggers at him as she remembered why she had been fighting him. A strange feeling came through her, and even more of the pleasant feeling came into her… traveling through the servo and arm holding the staff. The energy crackling at the end of the staff dimmed before snuffing out completely like a candle in the wind. The confused femme grinned at the even more confused look on the Decepticon's face plates. You could say he was… shocked.
She didn't have time to degrade herself for her stupid pun; the Con she was fighting was thrown off by a larger red form. Her Prime had come back to his senses and had come to her aid. An engine roared, and Breakdown in alt mode roared away, yelling to Knockout that Soundwave had the energon harvester. Oh, she forgot about that…
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Bulkhead had destroyed the energon harvester, and now all the bots were gathered at the main room.
It was time to become an Autobot…
Corvin kneeled before Optimus, Vela doing the same on her left. Corvin was grinning from audio-to-audio, giddy and still energized from her weird skirmish with the Decepticon's vain doctor. She was gonna be a bot! Finally! Optimus stood before them, and Corvin couldn't look him directly in the optics in fear she would just burst with overwhelming happiness. That and she didn't want him to see the affection that was likely to pop out of her optics and squeeze him close.
"Do you, Corvin and Vela, swear allegiance to me and the Autobot cause?" He voice melted over her audios, filled with something similar to pride and joy. Corvin was happy to make him feel such, if that was what he was truly feeling.
"We do," they chorused in unison.
"Do you promise to protect the innocent, defenseless, and weak? Do you promise to defend the right of freedom for all sediment beings? And do you promise to uphold the Autobot code and defend your brethren? To do what is good for all, even at the price of your life?"
"We do"
"Then rise, join us and claim your marks of this promise, Autobots Corvin and Vela." Yes, there was a smile in his voice. Corvin was beaming as she stood, and was finally able to look him in the optic. He and the rest of the Autobots were smiling, the others were clapping, hootin' and hollerin' like the bunch a weirdoes that they were. Corvin couldn't really help it as she moved forward and hugged her Prime.
Yes, the others continued to cheer, not stunned by this action for some reason, in anything they cheered harder… weird.
Oh yeah, those bots were cheering for their new comrades, but that didn't stop them from sharing knowing glances and grins. Sorry to you, Corvin, but they weren't as oblivious as their Prime. They saw how she looked at him, how she just seemed to pop out of nowhere whenever he was out of his quarters. They didn't disapprove, no not at all; yes it was a bit strange to see someone going after their 'holly and untouchable' leader, but they were eager to see how things would play out. They already had a pool running, those jerks.
Optimus' arms went around her lightly, not in hesitation but in surprise. After he got over his surprise, he truly hugged back, smiling lightly. It felt nice to be hugged.
Corvin pulled back, looking sheepish.
"Sorry, got caught up in the moment." She admitted. Optimus waved off her apology.
"It is quite alright, Corvin" he nodded to her before looking to Ratchet, who had the welding patches ready. Corvin and Vela walked over to Ratchet and sat on a set of large crates next to his tools. Vela went first, getting the symbols on her hips and center of her chassis. When she transformed the symbols stayed on her hips, right on her hindquarters. Then it was Corvin's turn.
One on the center of her chassis, like the others. Ratchet went to place one on her wings when she stopped him.
"I was actually hoping to have that somewhere else…" She told slowly. Ratchet raised an optical brow.
"Well, where do you want them then?" He inquired with an irritated tone. Corvin clicked her claws to the crate as she folded her legs. "Well?" he was getting frustrated. Corvin was kind of embarrassed as she pointed to her ankle joint, the circle part that connected her back ped stabilizer to her front ones. It joint was smooth and circular, jutting out of the side of her ped slightly. Ratchet looked to where she pointed and nodded. "On both?"
"Yes please." Ratchet got to work, firmly welding the Autobot symbols to her ankle joint. Corvin was smiling widely as he finished the last stripe. She felt good, happy and confidant in her placement choice, it was a cool spot to put the symbol. She stood; bouncing on her peds as she observed her new marks.
"Ah look good, don't I?" She placed her servos on her rounded hips twisting her torso to face the others while her peds still pointed away from them.
"Yeah Corvin, awesome choice in placement!" Bulkhead complimented. Some of the bots were looking a bit higher than her ankles, causing Corvin to roll her optics. Optimus wasn't even looking directly at her, strange. She turned to the group fully, smiling at all of them.
"I'm an Autobot now"
AN: Whoo! Chapter is done! I haven't been able to do much writing lately, blegh to that eh? I have pictures of Domi and Corvin up on Deviantart! They look totally bad ass!
SweetSpark22: I love Domi so much, and I love her even for her hatred for my lovely fandom :3 Breakdown is Ok, but Bulk is 100% better! Yes, I am quite perverse in mind (Note Corvin's thoughts, yeah) I have many things planned for this story, I recon the journey is going to be one hell of a rollercoaster ride XD
DesendraRecess: I am happy I made you laughed once more :D I love to make people laugh and I hope to have your gut busted by the end of this story (which is still a very long way off, srsly dis gonna be a long story)
Guest: Yes, there shall be many more chapters for this story!
Till all are one~!
