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"What Hurts The Most" Rascal Flatts
Starscream's optics flickered on and off. A mix of blinding lights flashed into view. At the very least Starscream could tell his was lying vertically and being moved about quickly. Any noises were drowned out by an annoying buzz in his audio receptors. Faces of bots flashed into his view and disappeared just as quickly.
"The world was like a kaleidoscope," that was Skyfire once told him. That's what it was like being wheeled into the ER.
'Skyfire?'
That gentle giant had apparently crashed directly into a Iacon's shield grid on one of his first landing sessions. It had nearly taken Skyfire permanently offline.
'Skyfire?'
Starscream felt a deep shame. He had just repeated the exact same maneuver while re-entering Cybertron's atmosphere at dangerous velocities.
'Skyfire!'
Starscream could vaguely recall Skyfire plummeting into a blizzard
A/N: Another chapter for you Cursed Blessing.