Title: Song Meme #4 - "Take it Off" by Kesha

Pairings: Moonracer x Mirage, Thundercracker, and Soundwave, Firestar x Wheeljack, Optimus Prime x Elita 1, Ironhide x Chromia

Universe: A very AU blend of G1 and movie!verses.

Rating: R (bumped up from PG-13 just in case)

Warnings: Thoughts of interfacing, but nothing extremely graphic.

Author's Note: I was talking to cmo-hatchet yesterday and she mentioned that Phoenix13 had written a Soundwave x Moonracer fic for her. I offered to post this for CMO because I'vehad it hidden in my "Stories" folder for a while now. So, this is dedicated to cmo-hatchet and Phoenix13. Enjoy it, you two.

Moonracer had always known that she was the "odd" one in Elita's contingent. All of her companions had settled down with a good, strong, handsome Autobot. Elita had the wonderful, enigmatic Optimus Prime in her arms every night. Chromia had Ironhide to run to her defense should he even think she needed it. Firestar had Wheeljack to help her finish destroying what was left of her processor. Arcee was entangled with Sunstreaker and Sideswipe – lucky femme had two mechs to tend to her needs.

Moonracer? No, she was the "odd" one. And she always had the "odd" relationships. First there was Mirage. The interface had been great, but the silence afterward was always awkward. After sending him on his way (and subsequently to Hound; both mechs were now happily bonded), she had moved on to First Aid. He was very sweet to her, and taking his innocence had been quite the thrill for her.

Once again, things grew more awkward as their work together under Ratchet grew more intense. They came to see one another as siblings. The moment she realized it, she had sent him on his way as well. There were three mechs after that, and there went the supply of good Autobot mechs.

Moonracer found her optics wandering over to the other side of the battlefield more and more often. There were plenty of handsome Decepticons for her to choose from. How hard could it be to convince one of them that she wanted a relationship?

Apparently, it was extremely difficult.

Thundercracker had nearly burst a seam from laughter when she had asked him to the drive in (in the middle of hand-to-hand combat, no less) later on that week. He hadn't meant to insult her, but here wasn't any way that a jet could go to the drive in without being noticed, now was there? Then she had asked him if he wanted to hang out.

However, she soon grew bored of the Decepticon and his outdated methods of interface, so she had snipped that relationship within six months. Two mechs later, Moonracer had decided that she was never going to find a mech she liked. Then, she had strayed into a clearing (during battle, disobeying Elita One's direct orders) to contemplate why she couldn't find a mech that held her interest.

The bushes rustled, and in a fit of depression and anger, she shouted at the intruder without thinking it through.

"Leave me alone, you stupid slagger! Can't you see I'm trying to think here?!"

"Your situation is amusing."

She had gasped and leapt to her feet.

"Come any closer and I will shoot you!" she had shouted nervously, feeling along her armor for her trusty blaster.

"With this?" Soundwave had asked, dangling her petite blue weapon from his fingertips.

"Give it back," she had said, taking three large steps forward. His resulting laughter had been the prettiest thing she had heard in a very long time.

"For a femme, you have poor manners," he had intoned, pocketing the blaster. Moonracer growled at him – and without thinking it through in the least bit – she had marched up to him and kicked him squarely in the shin.

"You are a bully, Soundwave," she had responded, poking him firmly in the hip, "a big, mean, nasty Decepticon bully."

After another laugh from the telepath, Soundwave had disappeared, leaving Moonracer behind to explain her missing weapon. It was that day that Moonracer realized something. Why had he even spoken to her? The telepath was normally silent unless directly addressed by Megatron or Starscream. And he had such pretty laughter!

That was the day that Moonracer's fascination with Soundwave began.