The Secret of Sunstreaker
AN: Just a random moment. Its really short and I apologize but with everything piled up on top of me, I just don't have the time to do anything 'substantial'. And I didn't want anyone to think that I had forgotten to upload since it's the weekend.
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"Oh, I've been touched by an angel!" Sideswipe crooned, pretending to swoon at his brother's touch.
"Keep it up and you'll be beaten by the devil," Sunstreaker growled in promise, his hand darting out and catching his twin on the side of the helm. Sideswipe didn't even flinch from the contact.
"Oh, my little heavenly cherub," Sideswipe crowed, his spark a tumultuous crescendo of giddiness.
"Just what makes you think I'm an angel?" Sunstreaker asked, sarcasm dripping from his vocalizer as he tried to slap his brother a second time. Sideswipe easily avoided him. "At any time did I give the impression that I'm all soft and gentle?"
"I've seen you paint," Sideswipe said, shuttering his optics like a femme batting her eyes. His voice hitched into a falsetto lilt. "An artist's touch is very delicate."
"When have I ever given the impression that I'm only here for your guidance and reassurance?" Sunstreaker countered, his processor filled with images of the heavenly host.
"You keep me out of trouble," Sideswipe said, earning an incredulous snort from his brother.
"No I don't," Sunstreaker muttered, finding a particular image that showed a brilliant aura around a smiling seraphim. Sunstreaker wondered about the comparison. Him? Smiling?
"Angel, indeed." Sunstreaker scoffed.
"Well, there was that one time when you drank that tainted energon and were rather… angelic." Sideswipe said with a suggestive grin.
"Does it look like I have a halo?" Sunstreaker spat, his fist already formed and ready to launch.
Sideswipe took a moment to think, his gaze sweeping over his brother's golden form. Slowly he nodded his head. "I can see it." When Sunstreaker gave a strangled growl, Sideswipe added, "You shine quite brilliantly."
Sunstreaker's angered expression faltered.
"There is a halo around you when you're under a bright light," Sideswipe went on, his gaze roving his twin's body. "And you do have a rather strong aura, which gives you the conceptual idea of supernatural radiance."
Sunstreaker bristled at the term, 'idea.' He was slagging gorgeous and Sideswipe knew it! How dare his brother insinuate that he was anything less than heavenly perfection!
"Course, all that's missing is the wings." Sideswipe offered a cheeky look, knowing he was riling his brother. The bond was weighted with anger and annoyance.
Sunstreaker offered a snort and rolled his optics. He had a feeling his twin was going to mention 'borrowing' Seeker wings the next time they engaged in battle. But, Sideswipe proved once again the deviousness of his processor.
Sideswipe gave his twin a mischievous grin. "I bet the ones those human femmes wear with their dainty under armor would fit you."
Well, he wasn't expecting that. Sunstreaker's optics darkened in warning, his arms flexing with tension.
"Sunstreaker's Secret," Sideswipe crowed, "Has a nice ring to it!"
Sunstreaker's fist flew the short distance between them, landing squarely between his brother's optics. Sideswipe never perceived the threat before his world exploded in a cataclysm of black.
"No one's putting wings on me," Sunstreaker growled, though Sideswipe couldn't hear him. He made to leave his unconscious brother, but with a deadly serious smirk, he looked at his twin and added, "And only the finest silk touches this body!"
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There aren't many of these short ones and I get tired of trying to fashion a long plot just to explain things. Sometimes, its great just to read the 'moments' and not bother about how it got to that point and what's after it.
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