Authors note: Ok finally got the next chapter written, hopefully the characters come across as I intended them to. I see people are reading this so I hope that you are enjoying it and here goes the next part…
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Sitting in the commons room at a table already blemished with a few empty energon bottles, riverrun and refit reflected on all that has happened in the year since nightstalker arrived. As they chatted and laughed their conversation was unexpectedly interrupted by skuffle as he stormed in, paused and glared at the two sitting at the table. His jaw opened as if to say something but then he suddenly turned and stomped out the door located across the room. Both mechs watched this display in silence before turning to each other, optics reflecting their partial energized states.
"Skuffle looks agitated again" refit stated bluntly as he took another drink.
Slinging his arm over the back of his chair while grabbing a drink off the table riverrun paused to look at the door skuffle just exited from "yes, yes he does."
Refit tilted his head at riverrun whose neutral face reflected his own "our youngsters are at it again. They sure do enjoy tormenting him…you think we should talk to them about it?" Both contemplated the idea for a moment before bursting out into full blown fits of laughter.
Falling from his chair due to laughing or possibly from his over energized state, refit heavily vented to regain his airflow. "What was I saying we both enjoy what they do and it's really a two for one deal. They annoy skuffle who in turn annoys windstorm with his inexhaustible rantings. Anyway they are both youngsters with no worries about war and got a lot of energy to burn. Plus like we take anything they do seriously. Skuffle just has to learn to relax and go with the flow" moving his arm across his face in a wave motion as he finished speaking.
Bracing himself as he leaned over the table to stare at the prostrated refit lying on the floor, riverrun nodded in agreement. "So true. I didn't expect nightstalker and sunspot to become as close as they have. It's almost like they are linked somehow" leaning back into his chair "by the way refit how's the floor treating you?"
"Oh! HA HA. You're so funny. Don't you know chairs were last years fad." Reaching up refit grabbed onto the seat and slowly pulled himself back up to the table. Finally sitting somewhat straight he looked down at his drink "It is a good thing I created sunspot as he is the only mech close to her age here." "Now why is the table moving" he thought to himself.
Taking a mouthful of energon riverrun eyed the swaying refit who was trying to grab his glass but just missed every time. Smiling at this view he calmly mentioned to his friend "refit I don't think you need anymore" while simultaneously reaching across the table, grabbing the glass and pushing it into his hand. "Why did you create him anyway?"
Looking down at the drink in his hand in subtle confusion he tried to figure out how it got there. However riverruns question distracted him from this task "I always wanted to but did not want to bring a new life in just to end up fighting and possibly, no highly likely die. But now that the war is over I figured it was a good time and by creating him it is like starting over…and making up somewhat for the lives I took during the war." Turning a glance at riverrun "but why do you ask? Surly you got the same feelings and reasons behind creating nightstalker?"
An uncomfortable silence followed as riverrun stared at refit, who could not read riverruns face and thus twitched uneasy in his chair. "Actually I don't…I did not have a large part in her creation but I do know who did. Don't ask me again I can't tell you anymore." Looking away and taking a drink all he heard was refit mumbling something about being sorry.
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Windstorm sat in his office looking at all the data pads on his desk. Every one of them contained something important be it supply requests, building plans that needed approval, weekly reports and status upgrades, didn't matter they all needed his close attention. It was days like this he hated being in charge. "Oh to be able to just let it all go. It's been too long since I received my new upgrade to increase my speed but haven't been able to try it out yet…To just go out for a spin." A knock at the door brought him out of his thoughts and caused him to look up as skuffle entered his office. "Oh no. not now. I don't have the patience for this." He could tell from skuffles posture what he wanted. Sighing he signaled for him to approach and asked anyway "what do you want?"
"What do I want? You know fragging well what I want. I want sunspots head on an energon rod. I want you to discipline riverrun and refit for not controlling those spawns of theirs" grabbing a chair he spun it around and sat down in front of windstorms desk.
Sighing windstorm rubbed his temples and composed himself before asking the six words that have frequented his vocal processor to much in the last year. "What did they do this time" diverting his optics from skuffles angry glare.
"This time! This time! What do you think they did? Those slaggin, wire crossed, circuit glitching, spawns of unicron got into my office and hacked into my personal files. Then they posted all of them to the general access data files of the cybertronian archives. Not only that they also locked me out of my computer and I can't get access anywhere to get my files back." Standing up he put his hands on the desk and leaned in "I want you to punish them. I want you to throw sunspot, riverrun and refit into the brig for a week, no a month…oh better yet leave them there!"
Rubbing his temples again windstorm could feel the day getting worse "and what about nightstalker skuffle? You seem to have left her out of your just punishments. You know as well as I do that she is behind or even responsible for many of these pranks."
Standing back skuffle started to pace the office "she is just being manipulated by sunspot. But never mind her it's that autobots spawn that is driving me to glitch." Continuing to pace the room "I demand that you discipline them somehow. Primus! I'm the chief security officer here and these stupid pranks are distracting me from doing my job."
Windstorm felt the stress boil over as his systems started to overheat "demand! You demand of me! You're telling me that our chief security officer who also happens to be a supposedly fearless decepticon warrior can't handle a few harmless pranks. Fine, I will talk to them…again. Now get out of my office before I completely lose my patience."
Skuffle clenched his fists by his sides as he turned, mumbling to himself about autobot inefficacy, distrust and decepticon superiority as he left the office. As the door closed windstorm reached out in frustration and swiped all the data pads on his desk to the floor. "Stupid con. All he does is complain" yelling out his frustration he leaned over his desk and rested his head in his hands. "I'll admit those two push him but why does he humor nightstalker? Something's up with those cons and I don't trust them. They are a bad influence on her and I can't allow that…Hum, I might have to remove her from that situation as much as the cons would be...displeased." Looking down at the data pads scattered on the floor he got up and left the outpost. Upon exiting he transformed into his hover car and took off for a spin.
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"Yes! I win again" nightstalker exclaimed as she transformed from her cybertronian jet and landed gracefully, sunspot peeling to a stop a few feet behind her.
"No fair, you always fly. Next time you have to use your hover car mode. I can't compete against a jets speed" jealousy evident in sunspots voice as he sat in his sleek vehicle mode.
Turning around she leaned down and rested her hands on his hood. "Aww, do my audio receptors register a bit of aerial jealousy from you sunspot?" Smiling at him she tapped his hood "come on skuffle should have cooled down by now." Turning she could hear him mumble something behind her as he transformed and followed her inside.
"Oh sure, calmed down! Like you ever have to worry, you never get into any serious trouble. I always get the blame" sunspots frustrations were evident in his voice.
At this comment nightstalker stopped, turned around and started circling sunspot in examination. "What are you doing?" he looked at her in confusion.
"I'm looking for a cerebral mind control devise. That just sounded like sunspot does not want to pull pranks on skuffle. That we should just be good little mechs." Stopping nightstalker flicked him in the head with her fingers "yup found it!"
"Hay! Why you" sunspot reached out to grab nightstalker. With a playful yelp she jumped back and took off up the hall. "Come back here I need to teach you a lesson" sunspot cried as he ran after her.
"You teach me a lesson, right. Come on lets go see if we can get a story out of refit or riverrun" nightstalker slowed her pace to let sunspot catch up.
"Sorry cant I got a shift coming up…" sunspot never got to finish as nightstalker cut him off.
"Well you still have time then so come on" grabbing his arm she led him up the hall.
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Seeing mechs crowded around a door in the hallway they heard laughter coming from the commons room. "Oh those voices sound familiar" both thought to themselves. Pushing their way through the numerous mechs they entered the room and saw their very, very over energized creator and mentor having a jolly old time. As they approached the table refit raised his glass saluting them "to our sparkling horrors returning to their humble abode." Brining the glass to his mouth he missed and poured it all over his shoulder. Nightstalker and sunspot looked at each other and smiled as they pulled up two chairs and sat down opposite the two very drunk mechs.
Riverruns optics flickered on as he looked across the table "you two picked a go..goo..good time to return. Swraffles just left to pick up supplies. Did you ever get his circuits gli..glit…glitching this time. One day you're gonna push him over and he'll get you."
Nightstalker grinned at her mentors drunken state "were to fast for him to catch us." Her wings drooping as she realized that the two were very, very over energized. Twisting in her seat she turned and gave a glare of death to the mechs watching and whispering in the hallway. Upon seeing this they disappeared as if made of vapors.
Seeing her wings droop riverrun sat up the best he could. He knew that although she was smiling her wings gave away exactly how she was feeling. "What's wrong my little unicron spawn?"
"Nothing's wrong…really." She could see riverruns face and knew even in his state he did not believe her. "Ok! We were hoping to get a story about thundercracker and skywarp but your not…"
"Wait a nanoclick!" sunspot interrupted. "Thundercracker and skywarp? No, we want a story about the twins sunstreaker and sideswipe."
The two stared at each other not wanting to give knowing fully that the first one to flinch lost out. This stare down lasted only a short moment as they both realized the other was not going to give any time soon.
"cons"
"bots"
"cons"
"bots"
"cons"
Two loud thuds interrupted their argument. Turning they looked down at the two offline bodies on the floor. "Well guess we won't be getting out story now" nightstalker mentioned as she looked down disappointingly at riverrun.
Sunspot looked at the table pilled with empty bottle "yup. Looks like they had well over thirty drinks each." Walking over he knelt down and poked refit in the face "oh yah. You're out cold. Guess we can't leave them here like this."
Nightstalker walked over, crouched down and grabbed riverruns arms. Pulling him upright she lifted his left arm over her shoulder and wrapped her right around his waist. Standing up she balanced his weight against her body while using her wing to support his back. "That would not be fair. Meet you back here later, I still owe you that game rematch." Propping up riverrun she watched as sunspot pick up refit in a similar way.
"Are you ok to get riverrun back to his quarters?" sunspot asked as they walked towards the door.
"Yup. It is not the first time I dragged his sorry over energized aft back to his quarters." Nightstalker laughed as they parted ways "meet you back here soon and remember I got first controller."
"Not if I get there first" sunspot yelled from down the hall.
"What about your shift?" nightstalker yelled back with a touch of sarcasm. Pausing to listen she laughed as she barley made out a groan of remembrance and what she believed was sunspot cursing filter down the hall.
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Well that is all I'm letting you know for this chapter. To find out what happens next you will just have to wait till I write the next part. If you like what I'm writing or have some ideas for improvement drop me a comment. I love to hear what the readers are thinking as it helps me improve.