AN: Not sure what to say about this one...
Requested by a friend of mine from RL
At the Beach
Bluestreak stood at the edge of the beach, just where the waves broke gently splashing his feet, watching the sky. It was late afternoon, not quite early evening, although the sun had just started to dip. The gray mech had come to this secluded stretch early in the morn. He had left with a only a 'go ahead' from Prowl, shortly after getting off shift.
Cliffjumper had been running his vocalizer again; he had decided to choose Bluestreak as that morning's taget. And Bluestreak knew he shouldn't let the bitter minibot's words get to him, but when the minibot had accused him of purposefully leaving the a hole in the defense, he couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out before he took a page out of Sunstreaker's book and slagged the malicious mech.
Yesterday's battle had been brutal, with more then half of the bots ending up in medbay, himself included. Somehow they hadn't lost anyone, thank Primus. Bluestreak himself, had needed some minor repairs, but nothing to warrant an extended stay. The twins however had gotten royally slagged, and even now were in the medbay. Bluestreak flinched at the thought.
While he was deep in thought as the sun dipped further, the afternoon stretching to evening. So deep in his musing Bluestreak paid no more mind to the blips that popped up on his display then to confirm that they were his allies. Instead he just stared ahead, berating himself for his performance the day before.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Bluestreak jumped when Sideswipe spoke from his side.
"Makes me wish I had my paints," Sunstreaker said from his other side.
"What are you guys doing here? You didn't it sneak out of the med bay? You were hurt real bad..."
Sunstreaker placed one finger gently against his lips to silence him as Sideswipe reached out to pull the Datsun against him.
"We heard about what Cliffjumper said, and how you left and hadn't come back yet," Sideswipe murmured against his neck.
Placing a small kiss on Sunstreaker's finger, Bluestreak drew his head back just far enough so he could speak. "But you shouldn't leave the medbay. You should be where Ratchet can keep an eye on you until you're healed."
"Which is why I came out here with these two fraggers." Ratchet stood further up the beach, arms crossed. "Now bring him up here. We're going back to the Ark. I want to take a look at his wounds."
The twins lead an unresisting Bluestreak up the beach to the medic. As they did, he threw a look over his shoulder, just in time to see the sun dip fully below the horizon.