i-willraisehell:

Hm?

-He glanced back at the tail poking him and, not quite understanding the gesture, then turned his attention back to Wheeljack. Only to come face to face with an awake engineer. Jetfire’s own optics grow wide - he wasn’t expecting the mech to be stirring so … conveniently after alluding to the mention of the fact. He noted the dinobot’s composure and smirked slightly to himself, leaning down further - this would be good.

Had a nice nap?

Wheejack was not impressed with the conditions he woke up to. It’s wasn’t uncommon for him to wake up surrounded by Dinobots but Jetfire, Jetfire was a new one.

“I demand an explanation. Now.”

While he was still tired and the Dinobots would try coax him to rest again later, he was in no mood for the shuttle and his antics. As pleasant as his nap was, the engineer was annoyed that he had allowed himself in such a vulnerable state around one of Primes, more loyal soldiers.

Wheeljack doubted Jetfire knew of his and Lord Primes latest agreement.

i-willraisehell:

sgwheeljack:

Moving happily over to his master, the Dinobot snuggled up to his sleeping creator and motioned for Jetfire to do the same. Wheeljack might get cold outside and wakeup, the Dinobots worried about their master.  

-Shrugging, Jetfire took a seat to the other side of the sleeping engineer; with his creation snuggling its master the body tipped in the shuttle’s direction. Taking this as his cue he wraps an arm around Wheeljack, to keep them both seated and stable.

So how long does he usually recharge, anyway?

-He asked the dinobot, leaning forward slightly to see if the mech sandwiched between them was anywhere near wakefulness yet.

The Dinobot shrugged, then shrunk down as his creators optics slowly began to light up. The Dinobot was unsure what kind of mood the engineer would be in, if he woke up.  Poking Jetfire with his tail to alert him, the Dinobot wondered how his new friend would react.

i-willraisehell:

sgwheeljack:

i-willraisehell:

-Delighted at the reaction the food item got, Jetfire pet the dinobot lightly before resuming his work. It was nice to get overt praise once in a while - he actually felt like he had purpose, something he hadn’t felt in orns since serving under Prime.

The Dinobot wagged his tail, before nudging the shuttle again, then pointing to the sleeping engineer. Tilting its helm, he waited for Jetfire to move.

..?

-Not quite sure what was wanted of him this time, Jetfire gets up and walks into the nest, hovering over the dinobot’s sleeping master.

I don’t think he’ll wake for a few good cycles …

-He chuckles, a bit darkly - the irony was amusing, after all.

Moving happily over to his master, the Dinobot snuggled up to his sleeping creator and motioned for Jetfire to do the same. Wheeljack might get cold outside and wakeup, the Dinobots worried about their master.  

i-willraisehell:

sgwheeljack:

The Dinobot wagged his tail happily; eating the treats he shuffled closer to the shuttle. Letting his helm rest on the others knee, the Dinobot made a happy noise. Jetfire was great! He had treats, looked after Wheeljack, the Dinobot liked him very much.

-Delighted at the reaction the food item got, Jetfire pet the dinobot lightly before resuming his work. It was nice to get over praise once in a while - he actually felt like he had purpose, something he hadn’t felt in orns since serving under Prime.

The Dinobot wagged his tail, before nudging the shuttle again, then pointing to the sleeping engineer. Tilting its helm, he waited for Jetfire to move.

i-willraisehell:

… you’re welcome.

-Well then. Jetfire’s nest was certainly getting popular; it was beginning to get crowded already and he’d only just recharged in it for the one night. Watching the dinobot settle down beside it the shuttle takes a quick glance into the nest, at the still recharging engineer.

…

-He takes two of the small energon cubes in the bowl he’d brought along and snacks on one, before rolling the other over to the dinobot. Why waste these treats on a sleeping mech, after all?

The Dinobot wagged his tail happily; eating the treats he shuffled closer to the shuttle. Letting his helm rest on the others knee, the Dinobot made a happy noise. Jetfire was great! He had treats, looked after Wheeljack, the Dinobot liked him very much.

i-willraisehell: 

…?

-Jetfire’s work was interrupted yet again as he felt optics fall upon himself. Glancing up, he spotted the dinobot; what now?

He’s not offline, if that’s what you’re worried about … you know, until I dragged him into the nest he wouldn’t sleep last night and was angry when he found out about it. Now that he’s in it he’s recharging like it belongs to him.

-He shrugs, passively - technically, the materials, and the nest by association did belong to the engineer. But that didn’t mean Jetfire’s intended purpose in building it involved the grounder at all.

The Dinobot moved closer to Jetfire, nudging him gently in thanks, before curling up beside the nest pleased with itself. His creator was recharging peacefully and this shuttle guy, he seemed ok. Maybe if he was quite, Jetfire would share his energon too.

Wheeljack continued to remain oblivious to his surroundings. Of course he would notice the missing materials later.

nothinggetsinmyway:

mechanicalonslaught:

Well, so much for giving Brawl an opportunity to distract himself. What on earth has this crazy scientist done to his tank? Feeling his disgust and rage return, Onslaught shook his head.

“And? Are you going to cling to my leg all day and all night now? You can’t be serious.”

He proceeded to make his way to the door with grim determination. If Brawl intended to stay in here, he was free to do that, but Onslaught had other plans for himself. As he reached the door, he stopped to turn back and give his team mate another stern glance.

“Don’t be a fool. Scaring you is all he can do, so that is what he is trying. If you’re falling for it, you are letting him win. So get up pull yourself together. The way you are acting you’re a disgrace to yourself and the team, and I won’t tolerate it any longer.”

“But he was in the base the other night! H-he kept watching me!”

Brawl was shaking in fear, leaning against the desk. Somehow that weird scientist kept find him. Braw was too afraid to do anything, after a while he would leave, vanish into thin air.

“B-Boss please-“

The tanks words were cut short as he noticed someone else in the room. 

Ah, someone had finally spotted him. About time really, the engineer had been hiding in the shadows for a while now.  Brawl looked terrified. How adorable. No wonder Onslaught had a fixation on the tank.

With a court bow, Wheeljack slowly vanished, returning to his home dimension.

Such a lovely gadget Ultra Magnus had ordered him to make, so useful.

The terrified noise that Brawl made was music to his audios, shame he couldn’t stay longer.

i-willraisehell:

shatteredrainbowflier:

heroicflier:

Starscream looks outside the little door, puzzled. This was certainly a beautiful little world… His mind was really playing tricks on him, now wasn’t it? 

The calls of lilleths, beautiful. It seemed so relaxing…he might just wish to stay here forever…

But then out of the blue, a strange mech appears and takes off with him, making him cling to the mech but he too turns on his pede thrusters to keep him stable. Then the great crested waves of some ocean as they dive through. Mechanical creatures invading the waters. How interesting.

Then out pops a small pond, beautiful once more. Starscream shakes himself to rid of the water molecules. He’s just too out of it to say something but follows the flier. “Guest? To what?”

“Who are you? Where am I?” The flier picks up his speed to catch up to him, all the way up to a little gate and he rushes through behind him, looking over the side of the hill.

-Thundercracker had been sleeping in his colorful little teapot, making sure to do his best to avoid the company of the Mad Hatter and the March Hare. They were both very mean to him, even though all he wanted to do is bring some colors in their lives…

After a moment, the little flier perked up and blinked after hearing the approaching voices, the March Hare’s voice quite recognizable and the other was…a guest? A guest! He quickly peeked out the top of his teapot and clapped his servos together. He glanced down to the table below and giggled at seeing his new colorful painting additions to the various teapots and cups.- 

A guest, a guest! 

-He looked around before sneaking out to sit on top of his teapot, rocking back and forth in excitement. He giggles even loud in anticipation and watches the gate for a sign of the two.-

-Passing through the gate, the “March Hare” spreads his loot onto the large dining table, littered with color and clutter and surrounded on all sides by mismatched seating. One of the colors seemed to be moving.

Oh quit your piping noise before I give you something to pipe out~

-He growls at it, tossing a lilleth egg at its head for good measure. He then calls out for his dining companion, approaching one particular seat at the head of the table and towering behind it. He looks down at its occupant, and places one of the glass-like eggs in his lap.

Jack, don’t be rude - at least say ‘hi’.

Ignoring his ‘companion’ and their annoying ‘neighbour’ was a difficult task, not to mention they now had guests. Well if it got to noisy he could always poison the tea.

“If I say hello, will you leave?”

Refusing to look at Jetfire or Thundercracker, Wheeljack focused his attention on their new guest. “Well you may as well have a seat. Jetfire, bring out guest some tea. If you can manage such a simple task.”

Sipping his own tea, the engineer placed his glass egg on the table, “So, what do we owe the honour of your presence?”