(OC POV)
I looked down at the data pad that had the list of items in the bed bay inventory, a frown on my brow as I turned the corner and moved down another hallway. Before I could look at the next item that we would need I ran into another bot, a gasp leaving me as I was flung backwards and landed on my ass.
"Abigail?" I heard a surprised voice say, my helm snapping up from where I was scrambling to get the datapad and up to the mech that ran into me. Nitrosilver was standing in front of me with surprised optics, tilting his helm slightly before smiling softly and reaching a servo down to help me up.
"Nitro?" I said in disbelief, happy to see that he was still around despite the reservations the bots had about him at first.
"I didn't believe it at first when they told me, but now looking at you I see that they were right. I'm glad that you're still alive. Your…death was hard on all of us." The black mech said as he glanced at the ground with tightened optics, my own optics softening before I moved forward and touched his arm gently.
"I'm here now. You couldn't get rid of me then, you can't get rid of me now." I said softly, smiling when a quiet chuckle left him and he lifted his helm to shoot me a playful glare.
"Unfortunately." He said playfully, ducking from the playful swat I sent him with a bright smile.
:Skystreak, report to command.: Optimus said over the coms, a sigh leaving me before I waved to Nitro and made my way over there quickly. I skidded into the room, my optics wide when I realized the twins were there along with Optimus and Prowl.
"Hey everybot." I said with a sheepish smile as I made my way into the room, clutching the datapad to my chest absently as I stopped to the right of the twins while Prowl eyed me in disapproval.
"There have been sightings of the more…rowdy Decepticons in northern Europe. We want to send in you and the twins." Optimus said as he looked at the computer screen, Prowl typing on his datapad while occasionally glancing up at the screen as well.
"Why can't my uncle deal with the problem? It's his troops." I said with an almost pout, Sunstreaker snorting and nudging me while Sideswipe winked at me from around his brother.
"He recommended you go. He said you have dealt with them more than he has." Prowl said with yet another disapproving glance, a frown coming to my brow at his attitude though I brushed it off for now.
"Who is it?" I said with a curious tilt of my helm, Optimus turning from the screen after regarding it with a confused frown.
"The…conehead trine?" Prime he said, the word obviously unfamiliar to him as he said it like he was tasting something on his glossa.
"Oh Primus help me. Alright, when are we leaving?" I said with an exasperated sigh, my amusement at his way of saying it long gone when I realized what exactly he had said.
"Now." Optimus said before turning and leaving the room, Prowl following him and muttering under his breath about whatever was on the datapad he was practically glued to. With a sigh I made my way to the tarmac where I could hear the plane starting up, the twins following behind me while bickering quietly though I could still hear them and thought I heard something about paint chips.
"You taking that with us?" I heard a smooth voice say suddenly, my helm snapping to the side to see that Sideswipe was now focusing on me. Sunstreaker came up on my other side, leaning his helm over my shoulder to try and get a peek at whatever was on the little thing in my servos.
"Hey! No peeking!" I said firmly before turning on my heel and making my way to the med bay, rolling my optics when I heard the twins following me and bickering yet again about something else now. When I walked in the doors I looked around and couldn't find Ratchet, a shrug leaving me before I just moved to the table and bent over to set it in one of the lower cabinets that Ratchet had for the datapads. All of a sudden something smacked my ass, a squeak leaving me as I shot up into standing straight and spun on my heel to see who had done that. Both the twins were standing behind me, their optics wide when I faced them before suddenly they were pointing at each other. "Alright, who smacked my ass?" I said as I put my servos on my hips and tapped my pede, the mechs now glaring at each other in which I assumed was an argument over their twin bond. After a few moments they looked back at me, innocent expressions on their faces though they said nothing and put their servos behind their backs. I raised a brow ridge at their silence, shrugging with a mischievous smirk before brushing past them with an extra sway in my hips. "Well that's too bad. I enjoyed it. Guess I won't get to thank whoever did it." I murmured over my shoulder with a wink before making my way towards the plane, everything quiet for a second before I suddenly heard them shouting at me to stop while they tripped over each other to try and get to me first. A quiet laugh left me as I shook my helm, ignoring them completely as I made my way onto the plane with two begging mechs on my heels.
