Three weeks later
"What's Hearth's Warming Eve?" Redlight asked. He and the other Hardriders' were standing next to Nurse Redheart's office. Takeoff and Flare were bored so, being the pranksters' of the group, tried to play a prank on Cyclonus. Three hours later, Scope and Burnout were still repairing the duo. Meanwhile, Topspin and Roadbuster were repairing the duo's broken armor, Roadbuster unusually calm, since he actually enjoyed it, and Topspin as emotionless as always. The Hardrider's and the two Wreckers looked up as the door opened and a gruff and grumpy white stallion with a faded red buzzcut slowly stumbled into the office.
"I don't know how you can get used to this…" He grumbled, much to the chagrin of the Hardriders'.
"So, how is you're new holo-form, Ratchet?" Redlight asked. He got up from the crate he was using as a chair and made his way over to his friend and mentor, admiring the minute details of his new disguise. The stallion below him looked up at him, his signature glare softening as he gazed upon one of his protogee's.
"It's stiff, and wobbly. Haven't grown used to the whole walking on four legs schtick." The retired doctor replied. He stumbled his way over to the door, only to walk into it.
"They can make a metropolitan city, but no self opening doors?" Ratchet mumbled on his way out. Redlight turned to Scope and Burnout, who had finished repairing the troublemakers. As soon as their pedes touched the ground, they bolted outside, no doubt to find some more people to annoy. Scope sauntered over to Redlight while Burnout was cleaning up his tools.
"So, want to get a drink?" The small sniper said, looking up to his brawny Conjunx Endura. The bot in question looked at his wrist as a holographic screen appeared. Giving the screen a dismissive nod, he turned to Scope.
"I guess a few drinks couldn't hurt."
The crash site of the Lost Light
The sound of jet engines pierced the air as two aircrafts cut through the sky. Down below, Rodimus leaned against the outer hull of his ship, watching as his co-Captain landed, another bot next to him. Megatron opened his cockpit, only for a yellow pony with pink hair to fly out, before converting to his bipedal form. The bot behind him looked a lot like Drift, if Drift scowled all the time and chose a jet as his alt.
Rodimus pushed himself off of his perch as Megatron drew near. Taking a look at the pony, who found a comfortable spot on Megatron's shoulder, he swung his gaze onto the former warlord.
"So, what happened?" Rodimus asked. Megatron than tried to grab the pony, but she let out a squeal of fear and hid, only for Ravage to gently push her forward into Megatron's hand. Finding a comfortable place to sit, she rested her haunches and used her mane to hide her face.
"This one was in the Everfree." Megatron said. "A pack of Timber Wolves were after her, Dreadwing, Ravage and I found her just in time. She also claims to be a friend of Princess Twilight."
"Uh-huh, did you see any others?" Rodimus asked. Megatron shook his head.
"I'm going to take her back home. Also, Princess Celestia wrote a letter, she wants us, our 'lieutenants' and the Predacon at Canterlot tonight to formally announce our existence to the rest of Equestria." Megatron cried as he transformed, blowing leaves and other small debris back as he took off.
The Peaceful Tyranny
The Sirens wandered the halls of their new home, obviously confused by the technology around them. As usual, Sonata and Aria were arguing, while Adagio ignored them, determined to find the bridge of the ship. A sound could be heard to their right as Nickel skated through, a pleasant smile on her faceplate.
"Hey girls." She said as she rolled by, the Sirens in tow. When they entered the bridge, they were greeted with the sight of Tesarus and Helex arm wrestling, Kaon, Vos, and NIckel cheering them on, while Tarn sat in a chair watching, absentmindedly stroking the Pet's ears.
Tarn's optics flicked over to where the Sirens were and he stood up, his shadow covering them. He made his way over to them before kneeling, making himself seem less threatening.
"Good morning girls, how did you sleep?" He asked, a hint of a smile in his voice.
"We slept splendidly." Adagio said, playing with her hair, her head tilted down. Aris snickered at Adagio's obvious embarrassment at being near Tarn, whose voice made her heart go into overdrive. Meanwhile Sonata had wandered to Vos, who had taken a liking to the Siren. The two struck up a game of chess, using various pieces of scrap to use. A large crash rang through the ship as Helex gave out a triumphant cry.