Chapter 7: Clean Up Duty
After the whole drag race incident Optimus assigned Bumblebee and Flashdrive to clean up duty. Which meant that they had to literally clean up everywhere around base, even the med bay, where they had to clean up the medical utensils. "This isn't the first time I've been assigned to clean up duty." Flashdrive grumpily said. Bumblebee and Flashdrive were cleaning the wash racks, polishing the floors and cleaning the mud left from everybody. "This sucks! Sideswipe should be helping us clean too!" Bumblebee complained. Flashdrive couldn't help but think about how that fragger had done them wrong.
"Yeah Bee. As a matter of fact, Mr. I-lie-just-to-save-my-own-metal deserves to be the only one on clean up duty! I mean, he's the one who lied about everything, and I know Optimus hates liars! No good fragger!" Flashdrive's urge to make fun of him kicked in. "Look Bee!" Flashdrive started doing a wacky impersonation of the way Sideswipe walked and acted. Bumblebee stopped cleaning and laughed. "Look Flashdrive! I'm Sideswipe, you see how my red armor gleams, I look just wonderful darling!" Flashdrive loved Bumblebee's impersonation. She literally started rolling on the floor, trying to keep the coolant out of her optics.
"Bee! Stop! Stop! You're killing me!" Unfortunately for sill two Powerglide walked in to have himself a good shower. "What the!" Powerglide surprisingly exclaimed when he saw them. The two stopped laughing and turned around to face a confused Powerglide. "Am I interrupting somethin'?" Powerglide asked innocently. Flashdrive and Bumblebee got up and brushed themselves off. "We're fine, just getting ready to leave Powerglide." Bumblebee said calmly. The mech and femme made their way out of the wash racks to continue their clean in the quarters.
"Flash! That was hilarious!" Bumblebee shouted. Flashdrive giggled, "That really was! Hey I'll clean up Wheeljack's quarters." Bumblebee nodded, "Okay, I'll do Arcee's." Flashdrive knocked on Wheeljack's door. "Hello, Wheeljack you in there?" Flashdrive asked. Making sure she didn't see a mech in his protoform she walked in and started cleaning his room. As she was cleaning she happened to spot a portrait of a femme on his desk. This femme looked oddly familiar. "Hey!" Flashdrive heard a tough voice call out to her.
She spun around to see Wheeljack in the doorway. "What are you doing in my quarters?" Flashdrive smiled, "Oh! Optimus assigned Bumblebee and I to clean up duty. I can just go if you want me to." Wheeljack nodded, "Oh, gotcha." Flashdrive continued cleaning while Wheeljack grabbed the portrait off his desk and stared at it for a moment. He rubbed he portrait with one digit. Flashdrive had the sudden urge to ask him who she was. But she didn't, mostly because the femme probably died, or they broke up with each other.
"Uh, Wheeljack?" Wheeljack looked over to the dark blue femme, "What's up?" Flashdrive fidgeted with her digits and smiled a bit, "Who's that femme on the portrait?" Wheeljack winced a little but shrugged his shoulders, "She was my girlfriend." Flashdrive nodded and started back cleaning. "She was beautiful." Wheeljack suddenly said. Flashdrive turned around. "Yeah, smart too. She was part of um, commander Elita One's unit, something like that. She was fiery, passionate, and sometimes a bit too tough. But I like that in a femme, and that's what I saw in her." Flashdrive smiled, she had met Elita One's femme's before, but her processor was messed up from the whole crash, so she really couldn't remember exactly who she met.
"She sound fun. I bet you really miss her. Wheeljack, what happened to her?" Flashdrive asked. Wheeljack sighed, "I haven't seen her in vorns, nor spoke to her. Sometimes I just ask Primus to make sure she's safe. We're in war, kid. It's a very high possibility she's offline." Flashdrive frowned and looked down to the ground. "Well, I better get to my lab. I just hope I don't blow myself up with the creations I'm making." Flashdrive chuckled, "Sure hope so Wheeljack, see ya."
Wheeljack put the portrait back on his desk and left for his lab. Flashdrive stopped cleaning just to see the femme on the portrait again. She was red and orange, the lipstick she was wearing was red. The femme was really pretty in her optics. After she finished cleaning up Wheeljack's room she tried to meet up with Bumblebee, but ended up bumping into somebody she didn't want to see.
"Sideswipe." Sideswipe smirked at hearing his name from the femme, "Flash." Flashdrive put her servos on her hips and raised an optic ridge, "Shouldn't you be helping us clean? Mostly because you lied to save your plating and decided to leave me and Bee to do the dirty work." Sideswipe rolled his optics, "Primus, stop complaining. You're just cleaning up for one day. Besides, I've gotten my servos dirtier than yours. If you're complaining about cleaning up, than just wait til you go out to the battlefield."
Flashdrive frowned and walked off, "Sorry, I have to meet up with my friend. You know, so we can continue to talk behind your back." Sideswipe jogged up next to her and walked beside her. "So Flash, I don't reckon we got to know each other. Tell me something about you, and I might just tell you something about me." Flashdrive rolled her optics, "What exactly do you want to know about me?" Sideswipe pondered, "What about your back story. What did you do before you ended up here?"
Flashdrive's processor had to pick something she remembered from her earlier days of Cybertron. "Well, I was a waitress from Kaon." Sideswipe tried to hold in his laugh, a femme like her, a waitress! "Wow, wouldn't expect that from someone like you." Flashdrive looked at him and smiled, "Yep, worked morning to noon. I lived in a nice housing quarter in Kaon, I wanted to live in Crystal City…" Flashdrive chuckled at the thought, "But I wasn't rich, or that important anyway. But hey, it was better than living in the slums."
Sideswipe nodded. Flashdrive then smirked and got ready to ask him a question. "What's your back story, Swipey?" Sideswipe smirked back at her and thought about it, "Well, don't laugh, but I was an um, police force cadet, training under Lieutenant Prowl." Flashdrive gasped, "Prowl was the Lieutenant of the police force team?" Sideswipe nodded and grinned, "Yeah I was kind of a juvenile delinquent when I was a sparkling. Got into a lot of trouble. Prowl was like a sire to me. Often times he doesn't show it, but deep down in his spark if anything happened to me he'd probably offline. We had a strong relationship."
Flashdrive couldn't help but smile widely. As perfect as Sideswipe was, he looked like he could be a model. He was broad shouldered and his denta was perfect. His deep blue eyes could pierce through any femme's spark. Not to get to freaky, but Flashdrive liked his aft, round and smackable. Any femme would be blind not to see how handsome he was. She blushed which caught his attention, "Why are you blushing?" Flashdrive got even more hotter in the face, "Nothing, it's just I would think you're a model or something."
Flashdrive wasn't able to catch what came out her mouth. Sideswipe did the most cutest grin ever, "Oh really?" Flashdrive nodded and they both caught optics. Sideswipe was about to say something when Bumblebee came out of Arcee's room. "All finished! Just had to make sure her room looked perfect as possible!" Sideswipe's blush wasn't as big as Flashdrive's. But if there were a 100 bot's around them, they would feel the tension between the mech and femme.
Bumblebee looked at them with wide optics, "What's wrong?" Flashdrive shook her head, "Nothing Bee." Bumblebee looked at them with a raised optic ridge, "Okay then. Well Flashdrive, help me clean the tv room and then we are done!" Flashdrive nodded and followed Bee. As she was walking she looked back at Sideswipe, he grinned and winked at her, she smiled and blushed.
Hello everyone, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I'm actually thinking of making another fanfic about another transformers couple I find cute. SkywarpxMoonracer! Tell me if you guys think I should make this fanfic!