Chapter Title: Hurricane Season
Disclaimer: I still don't make any money from this.
Challenge: "Well when your planet tries to kill you and your entire species all the time I guess you just evolve to expect and go along with it." from Megs on AIM
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Sam Witwicky, Ironhide
Warnings/Comments: Unbeta'd Post-RoTF
Summary: Ironhide found this new home and the natives on it to not fit sanity, Sam just goes along with it.
Storms were not at all common and major ones downright rare in the desert sands of Nevada, and though Diego Garcia was afflicted with many of them, none however that would cause massive damage or a lockdown of the base. So it was in a bewildered fashion, that Sam felt was going to be the default emotion of the giant transforming alien robots until the hurricane hit, as they watched humans rush around to prepare. Even as they as a collective started to pitch in and added their own observation and protocols when they all seemed to devote time to tracking and learning about the storm heading their way; in ways that made most of the human half of this odd group stare at them or sigh in familiarity. Those who had survived from Mission City to the present day having at least a passing familiarity with the odd bouts of over protective actions the Autobots would take when they saw their human allies were in supposed danger.
A fact that hours later, as the wind shattered a few of the windows and thus letting the pelting rain and bits of debris find a way into a select few hangars, Sam found himself being suddenly scooped up out of the ankle deep water from a busted pipe flooding a section between the human quarters and the common recreational room without any warning and being brought to the more reinforced area in the building. Just as another howl of wind made the steel support beams and odd metal walls shudder under the force of it. Sam finding it amusing in a way because Ironhide didn't like that fact that he had to 'wait' out the hurricane and couldn't just blast it away like many other problems that he had faced before.
Sam's amusement only growing more as he watched as the humans gathered about seemed at ease and joking about as the walls vibrated under the pressure of the wind. While the Cybertronian occupants seemed amazed and shocked at this, despite the fact these were humans that ran into battle against Decepticons right alongside them. The rumble of thunder and something solid hitting a wall only causing a few starts and looks before everyone went back to what they were doing before the commotion had happen.
"Your planet and your species are both insane."
Sam could only shrug at the statement from the weapon's specialist. He couldn't really deny it.
"Well when your planet tries to kill you and your entire species all the time I guess you just evolve to expect and go along with it."
The look he got for saying that was blank to him; he always had a bit more trouble figuring out Ironhide's expressions, and was just glad it hadn't resulted in any cannon's being prepped as he was let down and joined a group playing poker at one of the tables. He would just be happy when his socks finally stopped squishing between his toes.
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A bit small and not as quickly put up as the other chapters I know. Mostly because my original prompt set made me go blank and it wasn't until a friend on AIM (Who I call Megs) typed that sentence at me and this little piece came. I have another piece in the works from a different conversation with Megs in the work and a chapter that actually goes back to the 'plot' of this thing. After that though I'll probably have to scramble for prompts and such. Though if you have one that you wan to shoot my way just throw a pm at me with the Transformer and the prompt or in a review if you don't like or can't use the pm feature. I'll do my best to get to any and all prompts, some may take a bit longer if it is with a bot or con I'm not familiar with or have written for before.
Ciao for now.