Transformers Galaxy Force: Thunder Storm

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Chapter 64

Override sighed happily into the darkness of the bedroom. She had never before thought that she could be as happy as she was now. Exiguiser was more than just kind to her; he loved her more than his own life. He had even jokingly said that he would give up racing to make her happy.

Of course, she would never ask him to do that, so he never would.

Tonight, he had asked her to wait for him for a few minutes. He had a surprise for her. She tried to get him to tell her what it was, but he had kept his mouth shut about it. She had even tried seducing him, but had only succeeded in making him laugh. It was not something she was good at, not that Exiguiser knew that.

She heard the door open and turned her optics on, feeling slightly excited as she heard footsteps behind her. The door had closed before she opened her optics, so she didn't get the chance to see her mate's shadow. She rolled over to great Exiguiser…

Only to see a pair of green optics as their owner gave her a ferial smile, "Miss me?" The coolant in her lines froze, as her own optics widened in terror.

Gasket!

He took advantage of her stunned expression and jumped on her, trying to kiss her. Unfortunately for him, years of working as a bounty hunter kicked in and Override's lips curled as she snarled, punching him hard. Gasket ended up flying into the wall, but it didn't seem to faze him as he laughed, "How about a deal, then. I win; you go on one last date with me. You win, and I'll pay you double what you asked for catching Rodimus. After all, we got what we wanted, to a certain extent."

Override scowled and climbed out of the bunk. She had a good idea as to what Gasket meant by a 'date', and knew he had no money. Ever since she had gone mute, she had started using her radio to record the music of her planet to speak to Exiguiser, preferring to stay silent for others, except on occasion. Exiguiser had found it amusing, and she had just the song for this situation.

"You 'ant got no money!

You mean nothing to me!

Get out of my life, and

Let me be free!"

It was a song both of them knew well, and except for that one stanza, it was filled with profanities. What Override was implying was not lost on Gasket: a flat out NO, among other profane insults.

"Well, it seems that you loosing your voice has made you more profane," he chuckled. "I like that."

Override snarled and jumped forward, intending to smash his face in. He ducked and curled up, causing her to trip and fall. Before she could get up, Gasket jumped on her back, laid down, and ran his tongue along the base of her neck up to her audio receptor. Unfortunately for him, that put him in just the right position for Override to reach back and slap both of her palms on his audio receptors. Then, she flipped, crushing Gasket between her back and the floor. But in the darkness, this caused her to accidentally strike her head on the frame of the bunk, making her processor hurt and her vision go fuzzy for a moment.

Before Override could do anything else though, she felt the business end of a blaster being stuck against her neck as Gasket straddled her waist. "Don't move," he whispered. "I'm sure you'll enjoy this." Right as he said that, someone turned on the lights.

Both turned to see Exiguiser, standing in the doorway with his Battle Blade in his hand, and an expression that clearly said, "WTF?" It was then that Override noticed where Gasket was, and he was to close for comfort. Fear began to take hold as she thought, Not again! Please, Not Again! Not while I'm awake!

Exiguiser was shocked at the scene in front of him, but he didn't get to be the leader of Speedia thanks to just his speed on the race track. His processor took in all the details quickly and he came to a conclusion in only a few small seconds: Gasket was trying to take advantage of Override, and in his apartment to boot. Fury crossed his face as he realized that if he or Override tried to do anything, Override would be shot, and at that range, it would be fatal. A plan came to mind that he hoped would work, and he tossed his Battle Blade down next to the two.

Gasket grinned, thinking that Exiguiser was surrendering, "That's right, speedy boy. She's mine, and you won't get her." He pointed his blaster at the Planet Leader, "So why don't you just step ou-EEE!" Override had picked up on Exiguiser's plan, and the minute Gasket was distracted, she had grabbed the Battle Blade and stabbed the Destron.

However, where was not part of Exiguiser's plan, so he couldn't help but wince when Override drove his knife into Gasket's groin. Gasket fell to the side, optics widened in shock. Override pulled out the blade, cleaned it on the Destron's arm and gave it back to Exiguiser as she stood.

"That was harsh, though I guess he deserved it," he said, putting the blade back in its sheath. Override smiled at him, and he asked, "So what do we do with him now?"

A grin came to Override's face, one that worried Exiguiser. She motioned for him to follow and exited the bedroom, heading for Exiguiser's office. Once there she opened the window. Both Exiguiser and Override plugged their noses as the stench of the open septic tank below assaulted them. It was being fixed, but it would take a long time.

Understanding what his mate was thinking, Exiguiser went and grabbed the unconscious Destron, carried him in and placed him on the windowsill. Override smiled.

"It's a long way down,

And he's going all the way…"

Exiguser laughed, "Would you like to do the honors?"

Override kicked Gasket's prone form out the window, where it eventually landed with a rather smelly, yet satisfying splash. She quickly closed the window. The apartment stank badly enough.

"Now for something I've been planning for a while," Exiguiser said, pulling out a black box. In the next few minutes, he proposed, Override accepted, and they retreated once again to the bedroom to celebrate, but not before sending a message to Nitro Convoy.

On the Atlantis-class cruiser Mu, Nitro Convoy smiled and leaned back in his command chair on the bridge. He called an old acquaintance and told him, "You owe me again."

On the other end of the line, Mirage groaned.