Important: Please Read!
The following fic is a small offshoot of my current fic "Ronin" with some references being made to my first TF fic, "The Departed".
If you're confused about certain elements within this one, you might want to skim/read through them to get the full backstory.
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I can't do this! I've had enough!
Getting up from his recharge bed, frustrated at the rest that was not finding it's way to him, the young Autobot gunner sat down at his desk, tapping his finger tips lightly on the top.
The necklace he had Ironhide make Kate sat next to his laptop, a pristine reminder of everything he had gained and lost all within a short period of time. Sighing sorrowfully, the blue Autobot thought about the last time he had seen her, how she had said those three crucial words back to him…Love ya too, Blue…
Closing his optics, trying to settle himself down from the tense anguish starting to take its hold on him again, the Autobot sat quietly. Washed away in his beautiful memories, recalling how his recharge dreams always lead him down the same path to her waiting arms, the gunner jumped a bit as he heard a quick beeping noise from his laptop.
Clicking onto his email page, the blue mech carefully read the waiting message, smiling a little, thoughts of Kate interrupted.
Happy to have something else to occupy his logic circuits, the gunner started to type.
Does your name hold any significance in it's meaning?
I think so…when I was on earth last time, my alt mode was a silver Datsun…so I guess it didn't have anything to do with the color…although now, with the reconfiguration this time making me blue, I don't know…I've always had other mechs tell me how I talk a 'bluestreak', though…but I kind of don't get it because I don't see any blue lights coming out of my vocal processor…
Three words that best describes your self?
Three words? Uh…well…okay…upbeat…I try to be…sometimes it's easier than others…reliable…I'd like to think my friends can all count on me…and for the third one…um…sniper…I'm a pretty good shot!
Oh…I think that was more than three words…oh well…
If you were another mech would you be friends with you?
Yeah, I would…I'm pretty upbeat (oops, I think I already said that above)…and I don't mind talking…Oh! And I always try to help where I can…sometimes it's not always the best help…but I'll try…
When was the last time your optics flooded?
Last night…I got to thinking about when Kate and I were lying together in that grassy open area and she was laying on my chest and how she felt so warm and soft…hold on…I've got to go…my optics are starting to flood again…sorry…
Blowing things up or creating things to blow something up?
Blowing things up! I enjoy it…I'm pretty good at it too (well except when I blow something up and a piece of it gets embedded into my drive shaft…I…I…don't really like that…)
Which Decepticon do you hate more? Starscream or Blackout?
Screamer, no doubt…Blackout's nothing but a big Decepticon bully. Screamer's not right in the logic circuits. Big difference…although both of them are pretty slaggin' mean…
Favorite earth color?
I dunno…blue, I guess…I like them all…they're nice!
If you had a choice for another earth alt mode what would it be?
I kind of like being the Viper I am…it's really fast and sporty! I wonder if Sunny would be jealous…
Earth or Cybertron?
I don't know…before I met Kate I would've said Cybertron…but after meeting her…Primus! Hold on…be right back…my optics are starting again…
Okay…I'm back…
I kind of like earth…I don't know if I would want to stay here forever…I think I would miss everyone back home too much…but it's alright for now…
What are you reading right now?
Um…right now? The computer screen in front of me…
Drinking energon until your optics are seeing shooting stars or 'connecting' until your optics stay rolled to the back of your head?
I…I…like both…A LOT…the whole connectin' thing though…I mean, I had one bad experience, but that was okay…the other…oops…I think that's all I should say.
I like drinking energon too…I don't like waking up the next morning in my own puddle of energon drool…that's not fun…and also too, it's not fun when everyone just steps over you and leaves you outside…
Do you like the mech who sent this to you?
Yes. Very much so. I think he's really nice. And smart too! He knows all about earth culture and everyone always takes to him right away because of how outgoing he is…I kinda wish I could be more confident like that…
Favorite personal saying/quote?
Um..."hi"?
Oh wait! I know one!
""I never met a Con I didn't dislike." (Not you, TC…sorry…I like you!)
Mech least likely to respond?
I'm really hoping he responds, but I won't be real surprised if he doesn't…he doesn't seem like the "tell me about yourself" type of mech…but I'm thinking it's probably TC…
Hey, TC, if you're reading this, you should really respond…I mean I know it's not as fun as wanting to glue Starscream's optics shut and shove little ion bombs up his tail pipe, (didn't you tell me you tried doing that once when you were on the Nemesis and that he got you back by pouring a whole container of bonding agent on your hand and then you were stuck to the wall for almost an entire solar cycle? I can't remember…you've told me a lot of different stories like that…well not with you being stuck to the wall…but playing pranks) but this could be fun!
Whom do you want to reply the most?
points upward
Finally finishing, the blue Autobot hurriedly pressed the "Send" button, and, feeling what he had been searching for come over his internal processors, the gunner crawled into his recharge bed, quickly slipping into the dreamworld that would take him to her waiting arms.
Author's End Notes:
Last but not least, Thundercracker's will be up next!!! And with all of you who know how TC is in my stories, you won't want to miss it...
:-p