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blkdragonqueenApologies: Okay, technically it's Tuesday but here's the thing: As I mentined in my last post, my bank account was hacked. Due to this annoyance, I've been running around like crazy! I've been going back and forth between the police department and the bank all day filling out reports and such! I spent nearly 4 hours dealing with it! And when I finally get home, the Internet was down. -huffs- I've been hitting 'reload' every ten minutes since six! But I got on!
Anyway... I didn't get 300 reviews. -pouts- But I DID get 114, 154 if you include the reviews on previous chapters. Close enough I say.
Bumblebee: One would have been close enough for you.
... True. :p Well here you go. This chapter didn't end up quite like how I imagined- like at ALL but I had fun with it. The sad new is next week we'll still be at the base. Oh well. That just means you'll have to keep reading to find out what happened with Optimus and the others! -evil cackle-
Fan News: Silvyraven has done some cute sparkling pictures for this! They're over at her DA account! Sparkling Test 1 and Sparkling Test 2 and a small animation The Dartboard
Chapter One Hundred Forty Six: A Novel Concept
Keller tromped down the ramp, overnight bag slung over his shoulder as he made his way towards the group waiting for him, his two bodyguards trailing behind him with their own bags over their respective shoulders. Fig frowned as he saw the Secretary’s expression. Instead of looking worried or upset, he actually looked happy to be there and actually held out his hand for him to take. Fig quickly dropped his salute and took the offered hand. “Hello again Secretary Keller.”
“Just ‘John’,” Keller insisted with a smile.
“Er,” Fig frowned at the man but Keller just gave him a small pat on the shoulder before turning back to the mechs.
“You have entertaining timing, that’s for sure,” Keller chuckled as he looked up at Red Alert. “Things were just starting to get pretty monotonous at the office.”
Red Alert threw back his head and laughed, startling Inferno beside him. “Glad to oblige,” he chuckled as he looked back at the man. “We are sorry about all this though John.”
“These things happen,” Keller said with a small shrug as the two guards behind him shared a disbelieving look. A small smirk crossed the older man’s face after a moment. “Well, maybe not these exact things,” Keller corrected. “I doubt many trucks get hijacked by intelligent robots created by an alien cube.”
“Indeed,” Red chuckled as they looked over at the wrecked truck, now covered by a large tarp.
Keller looked over at the mechs with a raised eyebrow at the sight. “That’s some heck of a lawn ordainment.”
“We’re, uh, going to move it tomorrow.” Blaster said sheepishly.
One of the bodyguards frowned but Keller just chuckled. “I see,” he shook his head before turning back to Fig and Mikaela who had been waiting with the mechs. “So where’s the poor guy that got kidnapped?”
“Inside,” Fig told him with a small sigh. “We were giving him his space to come to terms with everything.”
“Mmm,” Keller nodded. “He’s probably very confused.”
“Not as much as you might think,” Mikaela snickered.
“Oh?” Keller sounded surprise as he and the bodyguards looked over at the girl puzzled but it was Red who responded.
“Remember all the internet deliveries that the twins and then later Wheeljack made?” The smaller red mech began with a wide smile.
The two guards still looked confused but Keller just groaned. “Don’t tell me, let me guess,” he groaned. “He was the delivery man?”
“Yup,” Mikaela confirmed with a small snicker. “He seemed more horrified at the fact that the bizarre robots brought him back here to the base more than at the mechs themselves.”
“And from what Steve and Ron have told us, we’re pretty hard to get over,” Hound said with a small laugh.
“Indeed,” Keller shared a laugh with the group as the bodyguards, Inferno and Fig all looked at the others like they were crazy.
Fig looked back and forth between the mechs and the Secretary of Defense, realization finally dawning in his eyes. “You mean that whole ‘delivery man’ assignment wasn’t just a code?” he yelped.
Keller shared a grin with Red. “Sorry about that. We thought you’d figure it out after a day or so here.”
“Oh man,” Fig groaned. “A heads up that this group tended to get into more trouble than a five year old would have been appreciated.”
“Sorry about that,” Keller said honestly. “We really didn’t mean to just throw you in the deep end with this group. I forget you’re not used to them like Lennox and Epps.”
“I’m beginning to have a whole new respect for those guys dealing with all this,” Fig muttered.
“The crocodile wasn’t a big enough clue?” Mikaela snickered at him.
“Crocodile?” one of the guards asked quietly.
“Er, yeah.” Red said with a small chuckle. “Stay away from the moat.”
Mikaela just shook her head as she moved over towards Hound who had been watching the humans chatting along with Inferno and Blaster. Rollerforce had drawn the short wire in watching the Gremlins while Groundhog had taken control of the main hanger after Motorhead head left. Amazingly Bluestreak and Motorhead had gone separate ways after the task of moving of the truck was postponed. It was very curious but Mikaela had a few inklings as to what they might be feeling. It was sweet in a way. “Can we go in now? It’s starting to get dark.”
“Indeed,” Blaster nodded as he turned to the humans. “John.”
“Blaster! Hello. And may I inquire into the new look?” Keller asked as he stepped up into the mech’s offered hand.
“Oh, yeah,” Blaster ducked his head a bit as Inferno allowed the two guards to climb aboard. It seems as if both the guards and Inferno were getting use to each other. “I borrowed this from Jazz ‘till I get my own,” Blaster continued as they turned.
“It’ll be ready tomorrow,” Groundhog told him with a small smirk as he wandered over.
“Thanks,” Blaster smiled as Keller looked over at the new mech. “And may I ask-?”
“Oh,” Red turned back, momentarily getting Fig a bit dizzy. “You haven’t met them have you? This is Groundhog, one of Barricade’s team.”
“Team?” Keller asked surprised.
“Yeah, Barricade’s a commander. Surprising huh?” Mikaela chuckled.
“Not really,” Keller said after he thought about it.
“You’ll probably meet Rollerforce and Motorhead tomorrow,” Red Alert told him.
“Right. So when do I get to meet these new mechs?” Keller asked curiously. “The ones that actually stole the truck?”
“More than likely tomorrow,” Groundhog said with a small smirk. “I understand they tuckered themselves out today.”
“Great,” Keller smiled before he turned towards Fig and Mikaela. “So, what’s for dinner?”
“Primus, what a long day.”
Motorhead looked up from the small game unit as his companions wandered into the hanger a few moments later. “Are the humans situated?” He asked curiously as he saved his game and sent the item aside.
“I think Inferno has it right,” Rollerforce huffed as he plopped down on a boxcar. “Those gremlins are such a pain.”
“Oh come now ‘Force,” Groundhog frowned at him. “Its not their fault they have such simple programming.”
“Humph,” Rollerforce frowned before he looked over at the third member of their team. “So can I ask about your morning?”
Motorhead jerked in surprise. “What?”
“Indeed,” Groundhog smirked as he took a seat across from the orange mech. “You seemed rather cozy today…”
“I-I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Motorhead huffed trying his best to keep himself from looking at his companions nervously.
Now even Rollerforce’s curiosity was peeked. “Sure you don’t,” he drawled as he leaned forwards and smirked. “You and that ‘Bot seemed rather cozy this morning in the main hanger.”
“We did not,” Motorhead huffed at the grinning mech.
“Motor,” Groundhog drawled, a small smile gracing his face. “You were holding hands when you showed up.”
Motorhead reared back in surprise. “We were not,” he insisted even as he re-ran the day through his databanks.
Rollerforce let out a disbelieving snort. “Oh you were holding hands all right,” he insisted.
“So what’s the story?” Groundhog asked curiously. “Do you really think you’re Linked?”
Motorhead looked at his companions in stunned surprise, his head swiveling from one to the other with a look like a frightened deer. “I-I-” he stuttered a bit.
Groundhog lost his curious look and one of understanding replaced it as he set a hand on the other’s shoulder. “Surprising, wasn’t it? All the emotion running inside you.”
“What do you know about it?” Rollerforce snickered and the smaller Jaguar sent a glare at the lounging mech.
“You hush,” Groundhog snarled at him. “I’m a medic, remember?” Rollerforce just shrugged as the green mech turned back to their youngest member. “Motorhead?”
“I-” Motorhead turned and concentrated on Groundhog’s calm optics. “I don’t know really,” he finally admitted. “But it’s like ever since I first saw him I can’t get him out of my processor. All I think about is him.” Rollerforce made a disbelieving sound but Motorhead continued on, getting up from his seat and actually beginning to pace the hanger. “Its like all I want is to be near him and that would be enough, you know?”
“No, we don’t,” Rollerforce huffed. “An Autobot?”
“‘Force,” Groundhog drawled warningly.
“No, he’s right,” Motorhead sighed. “We were actually talking about that earlier.”
“Really?” Groundhog tilted his head.
Motorhead ducked his head. “Well, maybe not exactly that.”
“So… what? Does he feel the same way or no?” Groundhog asked curiously.
“I thought you were the medic,” Rollerforce drawled as he sat back up. “If they’re Linked than nothing anybody says or does is going to change that. The Autobot doesn’t have a choice.”
“Force!” Groundhog snapped, anger practically radiating off of him.
“No, he’s right,” Motorhead quickly told his companion. “But I don’t want to force him to like me. That would just prove that we’re the bad guys.”
Rollerforce let out another snort but remarkably stayed quiet as Groundhog turned back to Motorhead. “Smart considering that he’s an Autobot. It’s best that you take it slow.”
“But take what slow?” Motorhead practically wailed. “I have no idea how to even really talk to him. Every time he says something to me I feel as if I’ll melt down right in front of him.”
“Oh gag me,” Rollerforce groaned.
“OUT!”
Motorhead jumped at the volume of Groundhog’s shout and Rollerforce frowned at the finger pointing at the partially open doorway. “But I-”
“Don’t care! Out!” Groundhog bellowed again.
Rollerforce huffed as he heaved himself up and off the boxcar. “Whatever,” he muttered as he tromped out of the building. “Couldn’t stand anymore drama anyway.”
Groundhog shook his head as the mech left before he turned back to the still fretting Motorhead. “There’s no shame in taking it slow.”
“But what in the world do we do?” Motorhead sighed. “I don’t even know what the next move even is.”
Groundhog frowned as he thought it over. “You know,” he said slowly after a few moments of silence. “I overheard some of the girls speaking earlier when I was passing the mess hall.”
“You were eavesdropping,” Motorhead accused with a small smirk.
“Never mind that,” Groundhog chuckled. “But they were talking about how Mikaela used to do something with Sam. Something called ‘dating’.”
“Dating?” Motorhead repeated curiously, his servers already kicking on as he connected to the World Wide Web.
“It seems like it might be the next logical step,” Groundhog said with a shrug.
“Maybe he could pick him flowers too!”
“Damn it ‘Force! Shut the door and go away!” Groundhog snapped.
“You know,” Motorhead said slowly as Rollerforce’s mutters got quieter as the mech moved away. “That might not be such a bad idea.”
Groundhog smiled. “Glad I could help,” he chuckled. “But I want all the details later.”
Motorhead’s optics brightened considerably and if he could, there would be no doubt that the mech would be blushing. “Groundhog!” he yelped as the smaller mech just laughed and threw an arm around his companion. Motorhead wondered what he ever did to have such great friends and teammates as Groundhog and Rollerforce.
Red looked up at the muffled knocking on the metal door to the hanger a bit surprised. He shared a quick glance with Inferno who shrugged before he turned back to the doorway. “Come in,” he called out curiously.
After a few moments, the door slid to revealed Bluestreak shifting nervously. “Red? Can I talk to you a moment?”
Red smiled softly at the other mechs appearance. “Sure,” he said setting aside the small data pad he had been studying.
“Um,” Bluestreak shot Inferno a small, apprehensive look and it took Red a moment before he followed his gaze.
“Right. Inferno, if we could have a few moments alone,” Red announced him.
“What?” Inferno yelped surprised as he looked up from the makeshift pallet. “I was just about to go into recharge!”
“Inferno,” Red frowned before he ever so slightly tilted his head towards the younger mech who was wringing his hands in obvious anxiety. “If you don’t mind.”
“But-” Inferno began to protest.
Red Alert let out a little huff before he stood and stepped closer to the fire rig. “Please Inferno. This is important,” he said before his voice lowered in volume. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
Inferno looked at the smaller mech in surprise. “Really?”
“Really,” Red smirked. “So if you could give us a few moments.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Inferno sighed as he turned and headed for the door, but not before he gave Bluestreak a small understanding nod as he passed.
Red Alert waited until the door closed behind his husband before he turned to Bluestreak and smiled, patting the boxcar across from him. “So what did you want to talk about?” he asked with a small smile. “Perhaps a certain member of some sort of patrol unit?”
“Red!” Bluestreak yelped horrified but Red just chuckled.
“So I’m right?”
Bluestreak sighed as he slumped a bit. “I don’t know what to do,” he moaned jumping back to his feet and beginning to pace back and forth. “I can’t stop thinking about him! It’s like his presence is constantly behind me waiting to sneak up and just jump on me! Slag it Red, I’m going out of my processor here!”
Red let out a small soothing noise as he too stood and caught the other mech’s shoulders, slowly guiding him back to the small boxcar before moving over to the small set of shelved lining one wall. “Now just calm down, it can’t be all that terrible.”
“What do I do?” Bluestreak groaned, dropping his head into his hands. “I mean, he’s a ‘Con!”
“So?” Red Alert asked curiously as he held out a can of oil for the other mech.
Bluestreak looked at Red in disbelief, absently taking the offered drink. “A ‘Con!” he repeated a bit more forcefully.
“I heard you the first time,” Red Alert chuckled catching the others wrist and slowly lifting it. “Honestly Bluestreak, I would never take you as one who would condemned someone on that alone.”
Bluestreak sighed as he sipped his oil at Red’s small assistance. “I don’t know anything anymore,” he finally admitted. “It’s just everything’s gone crazy.” Red Alert simply nodded, waiting until Bluestreak finished what he clearly had to say. “I mean we have absolutely nothing in common!”
“Are you sure?” Red asked with a small tilt of his head.
Bluestreak startled a bit at this. “What?”
“Are you sure you have nothing in common with him?” Red insisted as he sipped his own can of oil. “Did you talk to him about it?”
“Talk about it?”
“About what you like and dislike,” Red persisted. “Did you even ask him what he likes to do or anything?”
“Well…” Bluestreak shifted nervously. “I mean, not really. We’ve spoken to each other sure but not about- I mean that we- we never really openly discussed- er, this.”
Red Alert chuckled a bit. “But you would like too?” he hazard a guess.
Bluestreak ducked his head in embarrassment. “Do you really think that we could- I mean that our sparks- is it even possible?”
“That you’re Linked?” Red asked with a small smile. “I wouldn’t rule it out. You did say you couldn’t stop thinking about him.”
“Yeah, but that could just be curiosity,” Bluestreak argued.
“So you’re constantly thinking about Rollerforce and Groundhog?” Red asked incredulously. “What about Starscream?”
“What?” Bluestreak yelped. “I would never give Starscream a second though!”
“Then there’s your answer,” Red said with a small smile. “Perhaps your spark is telling you something.”
Bluestreak frowned as he watched the oil slosh a bit in the can. “Was it like this for you?” he asked curiously. “With Inferno?”
Red Alert chuckled. “I couldn’t get him out of my thoughts either,” he nodded. “Though most of the time I was just annoyed with him and thought he was a pest.”
Bluestreak stared at Red in shock. “Really?”
“He wouldn’t quite follow security protocol,” Red nodded with a small smile. “I only found out after the fact that he was doing it to see me.” Red smiled at the memory before he realized that Bluestreak was just staring at him. “Um, anyway,” he shook his head and got back to the main topic at hand. “So really when you get down to it, its really just a matter of you both getting to know one another.”
“But how?” Bluestreak practically wailed. “Don’t tell me you’re going to assigning us to working on the new building together! We’ll probably drive one another crazy!”
Red shook his head. “Actually, Judy was telling me earlier about this book she was reading.”
“What’s a ‘book’?” Bluestreak asked flatly.
“Never mind,” Red frowned. “The point is the two main characters weren’t sure if the other was the one for them so they embarked in this human ritual known as ‘dating’.”
“‘Dating’?” Bluestreak frowned.
“Yeah. Its when two people who like one another go on outings in order to learn about one another and what they might have in common.”
“So what? Like patrol or something?”
“Er…” Red frowned before he took Bluestreak’s empty oilcan. “Perhaps I better refresh these. This may take a while.”
Inferno frowned as he wandered the small courtyard. Bluestreak was still in his own hanger with Red Alert and the only other creature out was Crikey. Even the Gremlins were snoring away in Blaster’s hanger. Blaster himself was camped out in Ratchet’s old hanger now Soundwave’s. Inferno didn’t even want to think about that lovely situation. “Primus, everything’s gone to the pits,” he grumbled.
“You can say that again,” a voice chuckled from the darkness.
Inferno whirled around, blaster primed and at the ready as he quickly zeroed in on the figure standing next to the building. “Show yourself!” he commanded.
“Whoa! Easy there ‘Bot. It’s just me!” Rollerforce huffed as he stepped into the dim moonlight. “Shoot me and you may anger your little partner.”
Inferno frowned but lowered his gun nonetheless. “What do you want?” he growled annoyed at the ‘Con’s appearance.
“What?” the mech smirked at him. “I can’t enjoy the evening?” Inferno just shot him a pointed stare and the other shrugged. “Got kicked out,” he admitted before his smirk returned, wider than before. “Same as you I imagine.”
“Humph.” Inferno turned away and the two mechs stood silently, just looking out across the desert.
There was the sound of an animal howling in the distance and Rollerforce frowned at the sound. “What is that?” he asked after a moment.
“Something called a ‘coyote’,” Inferno told him absently.
“Oh,” Rollerforce nodded. They were quiet again. “Don’t suppose he’s stupid enough to go to the moat for water…”
“Who knows,” Inferno huffed, rather annoyed by the ‘Con’s forced company.
“Well he better be quiet,” the other truck continued with a small laugh.
“I’m sure he’ll be fine,” Inferno frowned at the ‘Cons continued conversation. “He’s a wild animal. He probably knows better than to go near the moat.”
“You sure?” Rollerforce drawled.
Inferno frowned at him. “Pretty sure…” He paused for a moment. “At least I think so.”
The coyote continued to howl for a moment before there was the sudden sound of water splashing and the surprise yelp of an animal before everything went quiet. The two mechs looked at one another for a moment before Rollerforce smirked. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’,” he chuckled.
Inferno shrugged. “The circle of life or some such nonsense,” he muttered. “Hound could explain it better then me.”
“I’ll be sure to ask him when I find a moment to care,” Rollerforce drawled.
They stood in the eerie silence for a moment longer. Inferno unsure of what to say while Rollerforce was enjoying the fact that his mere presence was making the other mech uneasy. Inferno was the first one to break the silence and Rollerforce quietly smirked, as he had known the Autobot wouldn’t be able to take the prolonged quiet for long. “So why were you kicked out?” he finally asked.
“Same as you,” Rollerforce chuckled. “Couldn’t take the romance crap.”
“‘Crap’?” Inferno repeated in disbelief. A small smile soon dominated his features as he continued to stare at the ‘Con. “You’re not Linked, are you?” he asked after a long moment.
“Primus forbid!” Rollerforce yelped, completely appalled at the mere idea. “Nothing but trouble as far as I can see.”
“Hmm,” Inferno drawled as he looked over at the ‘Con.
Rollerforce shifted uneasily. “What?” he demanded gruffly.
“Nothing,” Inferno chuckled. “But the way things are going around here, I wouldn’t be surprised if Primus had it in for you!”
Rollerforce looked at the other truck in shock. “Yeah right! I’m never going to allow myself to be Linked! It’s absurd.”
“If you say so,” Inferno said with a small shrug before he turned away and began walking back towards the main hanger. “But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
“Ha!” Rollerforce shouted at the retreating mech’s back. It was ridiculous the though of him going all to pieces over another mech. It was shocking enough to figure out that Motorhead was possibly Linked to the base’s resident chatterbot but the idea that he would one day be in the same position was laughable. He frowned before he looked back out at the still desert. Wasn’t it?
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Before anyone shoutes at me about the poor Coyote, that scene is actually a tribute to the old movie "Tremmors 2". That scene is just win on so many levels! Well, like I said, this chapter didn't end up like how I thought it would go but a lot of things were covered in this one. Please join us next Monday (I promise) for chapter One Hundred and Forty Seven: Dealing with the Delivery Man.
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Date: 2009-07-21 08:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-21 08:33 am (UTC)YAY TREMORS! I'm a total movie buff FYI. ;P
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Date: 2009-07-21 02:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-21 07:35 pm (UTC)As for stories, this is an odd pairing but I love the story "Until the Dream Ends" and it's sequel "Salvation" by Amidoh on ff.net. It's actually StarscreamxPerceptor but when you think about it, the pairing works considering they're both scientists. ^_^
Since starting my own story however, I pretty much stopped reading anyone else so I wouldn't be influenced. I do belong to the tf2007fun LJ community along with a few others, (just check my friends page) and I also go to transfictions.net though I have yet to post Cover Me there.
Thanks for reading and Good luck on the hunt for more!
*brushes cookie crumbs off her lap* Thanks again!
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Date: 2009-07-23 12:30 pm (UTC)*LOL*
...transfictions.net, eh? Didn't even know it existed. Now I can survive 'til you post the next chapter. *grins*
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Date: 2009-07-21 08:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-21 07:15 pm (UTC)And Red is definitely in charge as is Ratchet and Jazz. :p
Everthing's been filed but it will be weeks before I hear back from anyone. :(
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Date: 2009-07-22 12:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-21 08:52 am (UTC)Rollerforce, getting Linked? *chuckle* Yes, hell yes! That would be _pure_ evil... *LOL*
I liked the chapter; Bluestreak and Motorhead are so sweet and really totally hopeless. Dating, eh? *GRIN* Oh, this I'm going to enjoy. High Five!
*lol*
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Date: 2009-07-21 09:27 pm (UTC)Anyway, you are still evil, btw. As hilarious as the thought of Rollerforce ending up linked (heaven forbid) would be, I'm still dying to find out what's going on up in the arctic! Oh and props to the Tremors 2 reference!!
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Date: 2009-07-21 10:30 pm (UTC)Poor 'Force. He challenged the powers that be! XD Love Tremors!
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Date: 2009-07-21 10:06 pm (UTC)If there was ever a fic to NOT challenge the powers that be, this would be it.
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Date: 2009-07-21 10:29 pm (UTC)YAY Tremors! There will be many more movie references later on!
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Date: 2009-07-21 11:15 pm (UTC)I place a curse upon those that have drained your account.
"May the fleas of a thousand camels infest their crotches."
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Date: 2009-07-22 02:33 pm (UTC)Re: Finally a new chappy
Date: 2009-07-23 04:44 am (UTC)No, you're not the only one. :p And glad that you're enjoying my story so much! Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2009-07-22 07:51 pm (UTC)Excuse me, while I put on my "ignorance hat" and admit I've never seen Tremors 2.
Oh, the drama of young, clueless romance. They are so awkward and useless and it's made even worse by the whole "but he's a con/bot!" and the resulting confusion and inhibitions. Plus, I get the vibe that, even while I know they're younger than the other mechs currently on base, that 'Motor and Blue really are the young couple uncertain how to deal with their newfound emotions.
'Force is gonna get such a kick in the aft for that, and it's gonna be AWESOME. I'm seriously curious about who it will be, though.
I reply watched and smashed my face into the wall for the chaos the group in the Arctic will soon face. Six months, eh? So Sunny is the only one who fits criteria.....Why couldn't the first delivery be an easy one?! I seriously hope Meg pulls his core processor out of his aft and aids the group in getting that ship back to the base, they could hella use it especially for the other....births?
And I still have no idea how Megatron's lack of personal body will "work itself out" as Primus implied.
You shameless plotter, you!
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Date: 2009-07-24 05:43 pm (UTC)And don't feel bad. Kallipso never saw it either till I practically forced it on her. :p I'm always amazed when I go "You know, like in such and such (insert title)" and I get the sheepish "er....... what?" Anyway, it's HIGHLY recommend. MUCH better than 1 but you kind of have to watch 1 to understand 2. 3 was okay, 4 meh.
So yeah, they're pretty helpless at the moment. But with the way I have it set up, dating isn't really a concept in their world. LOL. And I do see them pretty young in terms of emotion wise. They can still kick aft but when it comes to personal life they need all the help they can get.
'Force is DOOMED! He challenged the Powers That Be. -evil cackle- And the arctic group... lets just say that they're about to face MASS chaos even BEFORE the Sparkling is even a factor. -again, evil cackle-. Man there's so much to do. :p
It will work by the end! I Promise! I have a "Plan"! I have a "Plan" for everything! I have back up "Plans"! I have "Plans" on top of "Plans"! You should SEE all my notes and charts and things! I'm bogged down in them for what was SUPPOSE to be a one shot- MAYBE 10 chapters maxed. ;P
I am very shameless!
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Date: 2009-07-25 02:20 am (UTC)Oh! Are those nameless bodyguard dudes of Keller's going to be paired? :3 I think you said once that everyone would be hooking up eventually so...
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