Title: Volatile Science – Bromance
Author: odd_stick
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are owned by Hasbro.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Skywarp x Wheeljack (G1)
Summary: Request fic for ldot_rivian on LJ; prompt – Thundercracker & Skywarp immediately after Volatile Science

A/N: Take the term 'brother' how ever you want, it's purposely left open to interpretation.

Thundercracker has just enough time to brace for impact before the recently appeared Skywarp attempts to tackle him. With a flare of his wings and brief ignition of his thrusters, the blue jet is able to keep his footing while the other seeker wraps his arms about his chassis. "I thought teleportation was supposed to be instantaneous. Did you get lost again?"

Scoffing loudly, Skywarp denies the claim. "Of course not!" He leans into the blue seeker's frame while letting his fingers tickle the sensitive bases of the wings. "I just took the scenic route, and it was worth it."

While Thundercracker endures the attempt to make him squirm, he tries to pry Skywarp off of him. "Scenic route? 'Warp, you know you need to be more careful. What if you end up in a wall one day? Or another mech?!"

With his teasing failing to garner the reaction he had been seeking, the black and purple flyer relents and lets go of his prey. "Can't happen. My programming automatically watches out for that kind of stuff. I just need to work on getting my coordinates right." At Thundercracker's dubious look, he continues, "I couldn't have landed in a better place! Sure, some shelving caught me, but this really nice mech hauled me out and even repaired me. For free!"

"Repaired you?" The blue seeker quickly takes hold of his brother's shoulders and roughly turns him side to side, inspecting for the aforementioned damage.

Attempting to bat the hands away, Skywarp reassures him, "Stop it with the grabby hands, I'm fine. It was just a loose wire that made my optics fritz. No worries!"

Finally letting go, Thundercracker frowns at the younger seeker before cuffing him on the side of his helm. The startled yelp and melodramatic moans do nothing to perturb him. "You're lucky you weren't scrapped. Now come on, we're going to be late. They've got a possible candidate to complete our Trine that they want us to meet." He turns to head towards their meeting's rendezvous point, leaving Skywarp behind him, still moaning pitifully.

When his agony goes unchecked, the dark seeker sighs loudly before straightening and moving to catch up. "Ah, fine," Skywarp says, knowing all is forgiven. He bumps their wings before he slings an arm over Thundercracker's shoulders. "So let me tell you about this mech. He wasn't a flyer, but he had a nice frame; wide chassis, big arms and a pretty nice paint job. He had these head fins that lit up every time he spoke. They were really sensitive too, and I could tell he was blushing under that mask of his."

"I thought you said he fixed you for free?!" Thundercracker all but yells as the black and purple jet's laughter echoes down the halls.