Cover Me 154
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blkdragonqueenAnother Monday, another chapter! I hope this one delivers!
Chapter One Hundred Fifty Four: Shrinks-R-Us
It was with some relief when the old Sector Seven base came into full view and Sam could just make out the details of some of the buildings beginning to take shape. Even Sideswipe seemed content enough to allow Miles and Sam to taper off with their explanation regarding the movie Congo as he smiled at the buildings. “Finally, a chance to rest,” the red Lambo sighed in content.
“About time too,” Sunstreaker huffed as he quickly moved to abandon his sled the moment they group came within a few feet of the buildings.
“Make sure those cubes are secure!” Perceptor called out with a frown as he slowed long enough for Epps to jump off his own sled.
“Slag it,” Sunny groaned and Sideswipe was quick to take the cable from his slack hands.
“I got it,” Sideswipe said quietly and Sunstreaker passed over the line without complaint or even that much surprise.
Sam just smirked as he jumped off Sideswipe’s sled and wandered towards where some of the others were now milling around. Soundwave’s team, who had been practically leading the entire way, were already standing by the barracks waiting for everyone to get situated. “You guys okay?” Sam asked curiously.
“I swear if I have to haul that again it’ll be too soon,” Rumble huffed as he dropped the main cable of his sled and hopped up to sit on one of the glowing pink squares.
“It wa-wa-wasn’t so b-b-bad,” Frenzy chuckled as he pulled his own sled the last few inches to come directly alongside Rumbles.
“Wanna bet?” his partner snickered as he jerked a thumb in the direction of a rather fast black blur.
“Freedom!”
Soundwave shook his head as he watched the cat go and Optimus chuckled as he approached the group. “Someone’s happy,” the Autobot remarked as he watched Ravage disappear into the human quarters.
“Indeed,” Soundwave replied rather dryly. “Was there somewhere specific we should place the Energon Cubes Optimus Pr-?”
“We’re just going to set them in the one spare hanger, the one where part of the roof’s off,” Optimus quickly cut into Soundwave’s question. “We figure the cold hasn’t bothered the Energon this long.”
“Indeed Optimus P-”
“Ironhide! Would you take that thing away from Ratchet?” Optimus quickly called out before Soundwave could complete his sentence.
“Hey, I pulled it all the way here, I think I can make it a few more feet!”
“Sorry Ratchet, boss’s orders,” Ironhide chuckled as he took the cable from the medic’s hand.
“Slag it Optimus! I am quite capable of-”
“Coming!” Optimus called back quickly making his way back towards the others as he spoke over his shoulder. “Thanks Soundwave! I’ll talk to you later!”
The Decepticons and Sam just watched as the Autobot leader quickly move towards the others and intervene himself between Ratchet and Ironhide who were more snipping at one another rather than actually arguing. Rumble just snickered as Frenzy looked up at his team leader. “I th-th-think he’s try-try-trying to te-te-tell you some-some-something.”
“Indeed,” Soundwave drawled slowly.
Sam glanced up at the communications officer curiously before he looked back at Optimus. “Why can’t you just call him ‘Optimus’ like he wants?”
“We are still on duty,” Soundwave stated flatly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Ah,” Sam smiled as he glanced at the different groups standing around. He eyes came to rest on a particular mech who was one of only two staying separate from the rest. With a heavy sigh Sam shook his head and dropped his gaze to his lap.
One Decepticon looked over at the quiet human before turning his gaze towards the mech leaning against the hanger’s frame. “If it is your wish, I could see about speaking with him.”
Sam startled at Soundwave’s voice and looked up at the ‘Con in surprise as he finally realized what it was the mech had told him. Apparently he wasn’t the only one who was stunned though at the mechs offer as Rumble, Frenzy and the birds all turned to stare at the communication tech in shock. Soundwave ignored them, instead keeping his gaze firmly on Sam as he waited for a reply.
Sam quickly glanced back at Barricade who was watching Optimus and Ironhide still arguing with the medic in denial before looking towards the other mech that was still standing slightly to the side of everyone else. Bumblebee was simply going where he was needed, currently bringing Wheeljack and Perceptor’s two sleds into the hanger tenaciously ignoring Barricade still by the door. Barricade himself pointedly looked away from the young Autobot as he passed.
Sam shook his head and heaved a sigh before he looked back at Soundwave. “It’s all right. You don’t have to go out of your way.”
“It should be no trouble at all,” Soundwave told him politely. “I intend to speak with him anyway about his new captaincy, if you wished for me to mention something on your behalf…”
Sam gave the mech a wan smile. “Thanks Soundwave but really its okay. You don’t have to feel obligated.”
“Why shouldn’t he?” Buzzsaw drawled, surprising the boy. “You got us out of Thirteen’s hands. We should be able to do something for you.”
“Yeah! And Barricade’s just being stubborn. We’ll knock some sense into him,” Laserbeak added with a chuckle.
“You know, for ‘Cons, you lot are amazingly loyal,” a voice drawled behind them and Rumble and Frenzy just shrugged while Soundwave gave a small nod to Jazz as he passed them.
It was Prowl who was throwing them disbelieving looks as he pulled both his own and Jazz’s sleds towards the hanger. Soundwave just gave a slight nod in his direction as well before ignoring the white patrol car to turn his full attention back to Sam, completely missing Prowl’s look of utter shock. “As stated previously, it should not be a problem at all.”
“Plus it would help our own curiosity as well,” Laserbeak chuckled as he watched Prowl quickly move to catch up with the smaller Autobot who was moving to interject himself in the argument between Ratchet and the other two.
Sam glanced at the ‘Cons warily trying his best to figure out if they were asking his permission to speak with Barricade or just wanted him aware that they were going to talk to him with our without his permission. Which was crazy considering they didn’t really need his permission to speak with Barricade and Sam doubted that even though they were friends, Barricade would be willing to discuss the rather precarious situation he found himself in with Sam to anyone else. In the end Sam just shrugged himself. “Be my guest.”
“Did you wish for us to… arrange a meeting with him for you?” Soundwave asked after a beat.
Sam looked puzzled for a moment and Laserbeak let out a snort. “Meaning do you want us to ensure that he just so happens to ‘bump’ into you when there’s no one else around.”
Sam’s eyes widened and he quickly shook his head, the idea of speaking to Barricade alone before he even had a moment to get his own emotions sorted somewhat terrifying to the teenager. “Oh, no. Um… actually it’s still a lot to take in, you know?”
The smaller mechs were looking doubtful but Soundwave simply nodded. “Understandable. Perhaps after you’ve had some time to reflect the rather interesting circumstances.”
“Yeah, no kidding,” Sam muttered ignoring Frenzy’s darkening optics the best he could while waving at Miles.
The other teen quickly made his way over, a large grin on his face. “Our dads are talking about breaking out that travel grill and cooking up some burgers,” Miles announced excitedly. “They asked that we set up the table.”
“Oh, right,” Sam nodded as he was pulled out of his conversation with the others. “Later!”
He quickly turned to follow Miles into the hanger but unfortunately there were some mechs who could still follow him through the smaller doorway. “You will have to discuss this at some point no matter how much you, Barricade and the Autobot wish to ignore it,” Megatron spoke softly glancing at the couch momentarily where Ravage was stretched out seemingly already in recharge.
Sam frowned at him but dropped his head in defeat. “I know,” he sighed as he brought up a hand to rub his forehead feeling a headache coming on. “I just… it’s a lot to take in you know?”
“Understandable,” Rumble spoke as he passed them on his way towards a sagging easy chair. “Not every day you find your… what is it that humans call it again?”
“‘Soul mate’,” Ravage drawled from the couch.
Rumble nodded as Megatron frowned at the lounging feline. “I thought you were asleep,” he drawled rather disapprovingly.
“How can I with all this noise going on?” Ravage huffed as he rolled over and glared at the other mech. “I’m trying to sleep here.”
“You can sleep later,” Laserbeak chuckled as he landed on the back of the couch.
“The cats of this planet do tend to sleep all day though,” Buzzsaw snickered. “Perhaps Ravage is getting in touch with his animalistic side?”
“Such lazy creatures,” Megatron tisked and both Rumble and Sam had to suppress a bout of laughter.
“Slag off, the lot of you,” was the cat’s stellar response.
“Sam?”
Sam jumped at bit at Miles curious call. “Coming!” he shouted back before his elbow was suddenly snagged and he looked back surprised at the dark red optics staring at him solemnly.
“After dinner, we shall speak,” Megatron stated quickly and it was good timing too as the door swung open to allow Eddie and Knight to tromp in. Megatron released Sam’s arm and made his way back to Rumble’s side allowing Frenzy the forefront once again as the two men instantly began bickering.
“Man its cold out there,” Knight huffed as he quickly moved towards the small stove that had been left to cool while everyone was out mining the Energon and went about re-lighting the fire. “Don’t we have any portable heaters or anything?”
Sam rolled his eyes and gave Eddie a small wave as the older man simply shoved Ravage’s rear end almost completely off the couch so he could have a place to sit. “Scoot cat,” he chuckled waving back at Sam, ignoring Ravage’s attempt to glare the man to death.
With a small chuckle Sam quickly made his way into the impromptu kitchen to help Miles gather the different plates, silverware and condiments for the burgers. “Where’s the cheese?” Miles asked curiously as he dug through the large red cooler.
“I think it’s actually in the blue cooler,” Sam said with a quick glance in the smaller red cooler. “Or did we eat it all back in Canada?”
“I think I see it,” Miles announced as he moved onto the other cooler and finally brought up his hand to show the small packet of yellow squares. Sam nodded as he pulled out the bottle of ketchup. The two worked in silence for a while as they gathered the needed items when Miles suddenly cleared his throat self-consciously. “Um…Did you want to talk about it?”
Sam looked up from the jar of pickles he had been fishing out to glanced at Miles in surprise. “About what?”
Miles seemed to just sag at that gave the other boy a rather unimpressed look. “What do you think?” he frowned. “About ‘Bee and ‘Cade.” The “of course” was left unsaid but they both knew it hung in the air.
Sam quickly ducked his head and put the jar down as he grabbed the mustard. “There’s nothing to really talk about,” he muttered quickly.
“Sam,” Miles said with a small frown. “Even I know that you have to be reeling after… well, learning about your connection with Barricade.”
Sam opened his mouth to once again insist that he was fine and that there was no reason to discuss it when he saw Mile’s worried eyes. His mouth shut with a click and he let out a large sigh. “I just don’t know what to think anymore,” he admitted quietly moving the condiments around so one moment they were all lined according to height before rearranging them according to size.
“Well, you do like Barricade, don’t you? That’s a good a place as any to start.” The mustard fell over as Sam’s whole body jerked in surprise at Miles’ innocent question. The movement startled Miles just as much as he jumped at Sam’s knee-jerk reaction to the question. A bit of hesitancy began to creep into his expression. “You do like him, right?”
Sam’s mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally looked away and just stared at the mustard. “I just don’t know any more,” he admitted as he righted the yellow bottle absently, refusing to look at his friend. “I mean, I thought- but then there’s the whole problem with the very nature of the Link.”
“What do you mean?” Miles asked quietly; almost as if he were hesitant to say anything in case he said something that would make Sam instantly clam up. “I thought the Link was a good thing?”
“It is… I mean I can understand why Primus would install that system but… I mean…”
“Are you afraid that you’re not compatible or something?” Miles asked as if a light bulb had just gone off in his head. “Is that why you’re unsure?”
“No, it’s not that,” Sam sighed finally turning away from the mustard. “I just don’t know what to think anymore. I mean, one moment I think that I have it finally sorted out in my own head and then all of a sudden, something else has to happen that throws everything I think I know out the window! I just don’t know what to think anymore and I’m getting rather tired of it! I just don’t think I can take all these surprises anymore!”
There was a moment of silence. “You mean like learning you’re best friend’s brand new car is really an alien robot in disguise?” Miles asked with a small smile.
Sam blinked in surprise and turned to look at Miles apologetically. “Oh hell, Miles, I’m sorry…”
Miles actually surprised Sam by laughing and waving him off. “No, it’s fine. I understand you have a lot you’re going through…” he set down the plates he had been clutching to his chest. “I’m just saying I’m here if you need to vent.”
Sam smiled gratefully before he leaned over and extended a hand that Miles easily caught in his own. “Thanks man.”
“No problem,” Miles chuckled. “I understand it takes time to get your head on straight.” Sam grinned again in relief as Miles continued on. “I mean if I’d just learned I was the one practically married to one of the Cybertronions, I’d be a bit discombobulated myself.”
Sam just froze; his had tightening on Miles automatically as his entire body tensed. He wasn’t sure what was more surprising. The fact that Miles knew the word “discombobulated” or the idea that he was for all intended purposes now engaged to the rather surly Saleen Mustang patrol car.
Miles blinked as he looked down at the hand squeezing his before he glanced back up at Sam. “Err… Sam? You okay?”
“Oh Primus, I’m so doomed!” Sam lamented as he finally released Miles’ hand to drop his head into his own.
Miles quickly climbed over the lined condiments and moved beside his distraught friend, instantly starting patting Sam’s shoulders worriedly until the door swung open. “Oh dear,” Steve sighed as he took in the sight of his son’s rather distraught best friend. “Ron! I think you better get in here!”
“Sam…” Ron sighed as he spotted his own child practically curled up into a ball on the floor between the random coolers. Steve and Miles quickly vacated the small room as Ron got down on the floor next to his son. He slowly stroked the curve of Sam’s spine. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Sam let out a small snort before he sat up and looked at his father dead on. Ron, for his part, was trying his best to look both sympathetic and open all at once while trying to be understanding in a situation that many people on Earth couldn’t possibly imagine. Sam just groaned. “What am I going to do?” he practically wailed as he threw up his hands in aggravation. “They don’t want me! But apparently Barricade is just stuck with me whether he wants me or not!”
“Oh that’s not true,” Ron scoffed as he clamped a hand his son’s shoulder. “I’d bet you the ‘Bots entire bank account that he’s probably just as panic stricken as you are about this whole thing.”
Sam let out a disbelieving snort. “I doubt it.”
Ron smiled softly. “Oh I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” he chuckled. “I’m sure that everyone is just overwhelmed at the moment. Once you’ve all had a chance to think about it, it shouldn’t seem too bad.”
Sam gave his father a rather skeptical frown. “Dad… I mean it’s just all up in the air. I thought with ‘Bee but now it’s proven that it’s Barricade but…”
Ron thought about it for a long moment before he finally just shook his head. “I can’t help you there, Sam. You’re going to have to figure that out with them.”
“And neither one of them are talking to me! Just wonderful!” Sam groaned as he flopped back onto the floor.
His father just chuckled. “Like I said, just give it some time.”
Sam laid there for a long moment before he let out a rather depressed groan. “I know. But I’m just completely lost on my feelings.”
“Well what can I say?” Ron asked as he climbed to his feet. “Love’s a confusing thing but it should get you there in the end.”
Sam stared up at his father for a long, long moment before he sat up and snagged his father’s coat before he could wander off. “Um… thanks Dad… for, you know, not flipping out about the whole thing with Barricade.”
Ron chuckled as he reached down and patted Sam’s hand with his own. “It was surprising but not unexpected,” he said gently. “I mean, they’re people too, just taller.” Sam gave him a gratefully smile as Ron continued on. “Just more surprised that it was Barricade.”
Sam groaned as he flopped back onto the floor. “You’re telling me. I think that’s was what was the most shocking.” He paused. “And confusing.”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll get through it, though I understand that I’m not the most well-versed person to have this conversation with.”
Sam just nodded. “Thanks for trying Dad.”
“It’s what I’m here for,” Ron chuckled as he headed for the door just as Ravage wandered in.
“Stupid humans kicking me off the couch…” the cat grumbled before he came to a halt and just stared down at Sam. “Why are you on the floor?”
-
Dinner was a rather quick affair considering how hungry all of them were and Sam didn’t doubt that everyone had eaten at least two burgers each if not more by the time everything was consumed. It was amazing any food had made it this far as Sam and Miles snagged some chips for later as they headed for their rooms. It only proved that his mother and Mrs. Lancaster knew what they were doing when they went about packing everything.
Sam was just grateful that the whole day was finally over and he could have some time to himself to just not think about anything and everything. With everything that had happened from discovering Energon to the Seekers attack to finding the ARC, not to mention his own rather interesting situation Sam was completely ready to just turn off his brain for a good eight hours. With a large yawn, he headed for his room when his friend quickly gained his attention with a nervous cough.
It only took him a second for Sam to tell that Miles was just itching to speak but at the same time was hesitant to do so if it meant being shot down. Sighing, Sam knew he would have to say something first if he was going to find out what the problem was. “What’s up?” he asked vaguely, hoping that was enough incentive for Miles to say what he had to.
It took three times before Miles could finally form coherent words. “Do you want to talk or…?” he asked hesitantly gesturing towards Sam’s room. “I mean, I understand if you don’t want to but I thought, well since the others are all outside and can’t really hear us that, well you know…”
Sam stared at the other boy and knew that Miles was only trying his best to lend a hand with Sam’s problem. He gave the other boy a quick friendly punch in the arm as he broke into the other boy’s nervous ramble. “It should be okay,” he told him appreciatively. “I think I’m going to try and get everything sorted for myself first.”
“Do you need any help?” Miles asked following Sam into his room nonetheless. “Maybe an outside opinion?”
“Maybe,” Sam began as he moved to shut the door or tried to rather try to as a black shape suddenly filled the space and the large cat leapt onto the bed before Sam could even say anything.
“Slag it Ravage we said we were coming!” A voice huffed and soon Rumble was in the doorframe pushing the door back inward before Sam could complete the motion of shutting it. Frenzy was right behind him as the birds swooped in from above.
Sam blinked as the group entered his room without so much as a by-you-leave and just made themselves at home. He glanced at Miles questioningly but all the other boy could do was shrug at him just as at a loss. With a frown Sam turned back to the two mechs on the bed guessing that they were more than likely the main instigators. “Did you need something?” he drawled looking from Ravage to Frenzy and back again.
“No, we’re good,” Ravage chuckled as he stretched out again.
Sam shared an exasperated glance with Miles. “At least you don’t shed,” he muttered under his breath and Frenzy had to smother a laugh while Ravage looked rather unimpressed.
“We-we-we’re here for y-y-you,” Frenzy managed to tell Sam before his optics darkened and Megatron took control.
“What exactly happened?” Megatron demanded without preamble. “The others filled Frenzy, Rumble and myself in on the basics,” he said gesturing towards the animal mimics about the room, “but what did they mean when they said Barricade rejected you? How could he reject you?”
Sam felt his jaw drop in surprise before realization struck him that he would have to explain to Megatron the whole horrid overheard conversation as neither he nor Frenzy had been outside when the whole situation had practically exploded. With a deep sigh he moved around the bed to find a clear space to sit down for what was looking to be a rather long interrogation when he was interrupted suddenly but a loud tapping sound. Everyone jumped when there was a knock on the door and it was quickly opened from the other side before Sam could even ask whom it was.
“Sam? Are you still awake?” Will called out quietly as he entered the room only to stop short at the sight of the ‘Cons along with Miles who was munching away on his chips. “Oh… Sorry,” Will sounded anything but, “but your father thought it best if I spoke to you.” Will looked at the group around Sam expectantly and Miles was quick to bounce out of his seat.
“I’ll speak with you tomorrow then?” he called over his shoulder.
Sam waved as the other boy quickly ducked out of the room under Will’s watchful eyes before the captain turned his gaze towards the different mechs scattered about the room. Laserbeak glared back at the human. “Why should we leave?”
“Because it’s really not your business?” Will drawled as he stepped away from the door and pointed at it. “Out.”
“What?” Ravage yelped in surprise. “But I finally got comfortable! Again!”
“Don’t care, out!” Will frowned at him.
Ravage frowned and looked over at Sam who gave the cat a “what can you do?” look. “Sorry guys. I hope you don’t mind?”
Buzzsaw let out a sigh. “No, it’s understandable.”
Sam gave the birds a grateful look as they left just as quickly as they had arrived. “Whatever,” Ravage huffed as he finally climbed off the bed and Sam gave him a quick stroke as he passed.
Will looked over at the last two in the room and Rumble was actually standing again and looked as if he was going to start heading off towards the door when Frenzy suddenly flopped down in Miles’ vacated chair. “I di-di-didn’t he-he-hear anythi-thi-thing!” he announced firmly.
Will narrowed his eyes and looked as if he was going to say more when Sam held up a hand. “If you promise to be quiet,” he said firmly looking Frenzy right in the optic. The color flickered slightly and Frenzy gave a sharp nod in agreement and Sam knew it was a promise from both Frenzy and Megatron.
Will looked from Frenzy to Sam to Rumble who was standing in the middle of the room awkwardly and back again. “Are you sure you’re comfortable with them staying?” he asked hesitantly, still unsure if the mechs should be allowed in the room for such a delicate conversation, especially when it concerned one of their own.
Sam just sighed as he dropped onto his bed. “They can at least give us some insight on what Barricade might be going through since they’re Linked themselves,” he told the Ranger with a sigh.
Will glanced at Rumble for conformation and the other mech gave him a half shrug. “We can’t speak for Barricade personally but we do understand what it’s like to fight a Link.”
“No k-k-kidding,” Frenzy snickered.
Will still looked apprehensive but Sam sat back up and gestured towards the empty space on the bed. “What did you want to discuss?” he asked the man. “It seems like everyone wants to give me their own insight on the matter.”
Will sighed as he took the offered seat and the bed dipped down under his weight. “Yes, but I think I at least have a better handle on your unique situation.”
Sam sighed as he flopped back onto the bed. “I doubt it,” he muttered under his breath. “You at least know Ironhide feels the same about you.”
Will just gave him a small smile. “Try me.”
Sam gave the man a long look before he nodded and sat back up. With a deep breath he decided the best place to start with was back at the beginning and thus began explaining his confusing and frustrating emotions from the start. Sam could only hope as he spoke that Will and perhaps Megatron or even Frenzy and Rumble could help him sort out the entire entangled sordid mess.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Poor Sam, everyone wants to help him. Please join us next time for chapter 155: Everyone’s a Critic. Now Back to the INDEX
yay!
Date: 2009-09-28 09:25 pm (UTC)Re: yay!
Date: 2009-09-28 10:54 pm (UTC)plot arc
Date: 2009-09-28 10:32 pm (UTC)Re: plot arc
Date: 2009-09-28 10:53 pm (UTC)When I first started this story I thought "There's no way I'm going to make it to 100 chapter" then when I surpassed that I thought "There's no way I'm going to make it to 200 chapter" and now... if it hits 300 I'm going to kill myself, I swear! :p
It won't be finnished in 46 chapters, believe me! We're pretty much only 2/3rds the way through so it may end around chapter 230-250. (At least that's what I'm aiming for. ^^;)
I know, it's huge but I see no point it cutting it in half and creating squeals when I can just continue to tack on new chapters online. :p
Thank you for taking the chance in reading it! I'm glad you enjoyed it and hope I've answered your question!
~The Black Dragon Queen
P.S. Love the kitty feet! <3
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Date: 2009-09-29 12:41 am (UTC)So yeah, fun times. ^_^ Love Ravage. Poor kitty just cannot find a place to take a nap. I hope that trend continues. Hehe.
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Date: 2009-09-29 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-29 04:57 am (UTC)I hope that Sam's and Will's little talk will help.
Nice chappy, as always ^^
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Date: 2009-09-29 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-29 05:16 am (UTC)Kitty is cool, and becoming a real cat, obviously.
Oh, sweet - Ratchet being treated like a... er, like a pregnant thing. YAY! *LOL*
Poor Sam. I want to be a fly in that room now ;)
Nice chappie! XDD
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Date: 2009-09-29 05:47 am (UTC)LOVE THE CAT! :3
And poor Ratchet. No one is letting him get away with this.
You will be. ^_~
Thank you!
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Date: 2009-09-29 05:27 am (UTC)Anyway, great chapter. Already waiting for net Monday.
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Date: 2009-09-29 05:52 am (UTC)... ... ... Shhhhhhhhhhh! ^_~
See ya next week!
~BDQ
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Date: 2009-09-29 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-29 05:50 am (UTC)and look at Monday's like this: Once it's over, there's only 4 more days until the weekend. :p
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Date: 2009-10-01 05:41 am (UTC)Oh, the DRAMA!!! 8D I feel for Sam, to be caught in such an emotionally exhausting situation is baffling. He was struggling to fully understand his feelings BEFORE and now he's found out he's Linked to 'Cade and had the misfortune to overhear an argument where things were said that were not meant in the heat of anger and insecurity.
I love Will to pieces, so any excuse to give him major screen time is A-OK with me! And he is the only one who'd understand the unique situation of loving a member of another species and the confusing effort of understanding your own feelings. But even he as a worry not even Sam can relate to at this point. Despite the present turmoil and concerns, Ron's correct in that everything just needs to calm down and people need to think and sort themselves out, then it will likely resolve itself. And it may very well(and by that I mean assuredly will) result in Sam's favor. Meanwhile, Will has been painfully aware that a Spark Mate to Ironhide could, no matter how unlikely, appear and even while he knows for a fact how in love with one another 'Hide and he are, a part of him probably can't help but worry how it may affect them. Though Sam's situation, as they both already have deep feelings for one another, is slightly different as an initial bond can be denied and not pursued if either party is so inclined and 'Hide himself vehemently swore that even if a Spark Mate should appear, he wouldn't even think twice as he's chosen Will.... I'm sorry, they're my favorite couple and if you give me even an inch, I'll take a mile to wax poetic about them
SOOOOO much fun,
Nacht
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Date: 2009-10-01 08:57 pm (UTC)Yes, a lot of drama going on here. Poor Sam just doesn’t know where to go with all this. It seems every time he thinks he’s got it figured out something else comes up and thwaps him. ^^;
Yeah, Will is a lot of fun. ^_^ Though I have a bit of trouble when writing him I still have so much fun with him and Ironhide. He is about the only one who can somewhat understand poor Sam’s feelings. Also Ron is more than right that everything needs to calm down but again, he thought that if Sam did need someone to talk too Will would be the better choice. It’s interesting though that you should mention Will and his awareness that Ironhide’s possible partner may or may not show up. I don’t think a lot of people have gotten that yet (and it will be brought up in the next chapter or so). Just imagine what Will is going through having to watch Sam, ‘Bee and ‘Cade!
Feel free to wax poetic! ^_^
BDQ