SkylerFarrier

Thrust lay on his berth, staring at the support braces of his too-small quarters. He could barely seem to recharge at all, lately. Had he even had a flux – good or bad – since his Shard was separated from his brother's? The clone could barely remember his last one. The maroon jet wriggled a bit, trying to get his wings comfortable; even if he couldn't recharge, his systems needed a chance to reset after the long solar cycle. If only his processor were so easily shut off. But no, he was stuck online with the ghosts of memories echoing through his thought processes. Echoes from when he'd shared a frame with his greedy sibling in pa

Setting a cube of weak high-grade on the tray, Cliffjumper stood back to examine the confections: an elegantly shaped Energon block, laced with the best kinds of minerals; a small container of 'gravy'; several biscuits with assorted cyberries; and fancy Energon goodies. He'd spent almost a megacycle working on the latter. Quality couldn't be rushed and the main portion didn't have much room for improvement. The minibot picked up the tray and carried it out into his dining room. As he set it down on the table, a flicker of movement in the corner of his optic sent the red mech spinning around, servos transforming into weapons. The being cringed

The toy. It was all she could see. She wanted it. "Give it to me now!" the youngling stomped her pede. Then she remembered her Da's lectures. "Give it to me now, please." But the tone hadn't changed at all. The smaller of the twins looked up at his older sister and peeped before turning back to his twin and churring in sparkling-talk. Little Skydrop's wings vibrated. It was a cool toy and those two hadn't let go of it since her Papi had made it. "Giiiiive," she whined, yanking it out of their servos. Shutdown looked up, libricants welling in the corners of his optics, and Shutout begain wailing. A much larger Seeker walked up behind her. "Wot

Eying the large concrete couch, Skyler wondered where to sit. Bumblebee and Sari had claimed the actual seat, leaving no room for Bulkhead, who was resting nearby on his L-shaped shoulder protrusions. I don't want to sit by those two, or somewhere that I can get squished. The back of the sofa looked promising. She glanced at Sari and jumped up onto the sofa, and from there to the arm. The girl and the mini-bot were absolutely addicted to a racing game and were currently trash-talking each other over the noise of the television. The large screen left running to detect any form of Cybertronian signals beeped and a window appeared, playing a rec

"For the last time, I didn't touch your stupid backpack!" Sari leaned forward, fists on her hips, and glowered at Skyler. "Who else could have taken it?" The older woman gesticulated at the onlooking Cybertronians. Curious as to what the only humans on base were arguing heatedly about, they'd all formed a circle, staring down. "The only one besides you that could even reach in there is Bumblebee, and you two are thick as thieves!" Naturally, the Earth phrase went over the helms of the Autobots, as Starscream picked up the general meaning from his partner's mind. Seeing Sari glance guiltily at Bumblebee, Skyler let out a sigh. "Just give it ba

She walked back and forth on the table, trying to wake herself up fully before attempting to climb down. If she fell wrong and broke her ankle or sprained her leg, Starscream was sure to razz her about it. And the choices - tough the pain out, beg her Partner for help, or limp over to the Autobot medic - weren't all that appealing to her. Deep breath. You awake yet? Deciding that the answer was 'yes', Skyler dropped to her knees, turning around and sliding off the berth until she was dangling by her hands. A peek over her shoulder reassured her that the drop was manageable. Thank heaven Sari'd needed to live at the base for so long. Not only