running scared

Cyberverse Deadlock; post-defection,

[defectorspark]

:: Husband, when will you be returning? ::

::Have I gone somewhere?::

[sciencesparked]

:: Well, I can’t find you anywhere. ::

He also can’t see.

[defectorspark]

::Three degrees left.::

[defectorspark]

:: Husband, when will you be returning? ::

::Have I gone somewhere?::

[daringspark]

But Home is Nowhere

Hot Rod and Deadlock had been traveling for awhile. Looking for any Autobots as well as the Allspark. The two mecha had been coming up short for years. Hot Rod was starting to lose hope.

He leaned back in his seat of their ship, groaning while he stretched. “Deads, I’m half convinced we’re the only Cybertronians in the goddamn planet.”

Hot Rod paused a moment. “Aside from Decepticons.” @defectorspark

[defectorspark]

Deadlock sighed, optics flicking over the scanner images for a moment before he gave up. “Yeah, I’m starting to think so too. All the signals we’re getting are ‘Con. Guess we’ll pack up and go back to looking for signals on other planets?”

No point hanging out on a planet if the only people there were natives and Decepticons.