Prompt 1 is chapter 3 of my fic Decent Recharge.


Title: Nature

Rating: K+

Continuity: G1

Characters: Hound

Disclaimer: Don't own.

Prompt: 2. Rockslide

Rockslides were not something that happened on Cybertron. There were no rocks to fall, nothing to slip. Occasionally, there were tumbles of metal shards in the Sonic Canyons or the Manganese Mountains, but those were small, and very rare.

Hound decided that he liked them. They were wild, crazy, destructive; everything that Earth was, and wasn't.

Earth was wild, crazy. Organic. The rockslides echoed that in their rumbling, echoing thunder of the falling rocks, mud, and other debris.

Wild. Crazy.

Everything they thought he wasn't. They thought he would freak out at the slightest hint of death, of blood. Didn't they realize? Didn't they understand? The wild wasn't at all kind or gentle. The wild was crazy and unforgiving. It survived through the deaths of individuals.

Which was why, perhaps, he liked the rockslides that happened around the Arc. He could watch their turbulent churning and rolling and revel in the total chaos that was nature.