If only words could describe this. If only. As there were none, Sideswipe simply walked up behind Sunstreaker, and sat with his backplating resting against his twin’s. Silence filled the air, while the bond was filled with thoughts, memories, and emotions.
Pushing and pulling at each other, like the moon and the ocean. Uneven as the bond was, it still held strong, even after so many vorns of blocking it, even after all the uncontrollable pains, at its core, their twin bond held strong.
Still, there were rips, holes and uneven edges, and it was likely to remain that way forever.
If they’d been asked to describe their bond, they’d say it was like the Earth itself. Constantly changing, reshaped by what they experienced, both separate and united.
As of right now though, it was a ‘canyon’. Pain was the ‘river rapids’ that filled the space between them. Still, it wasn’t impossible to fix, they would repair the bond eventually.
Sideswipe finally speaks. “Do you think that Trepan can help you? You’ve never considered this before.”
Sunstreaker shrugs. “It’s the best option I’ve got left. What about the thing with Megatron? Would you even think about that now?”
Sideswipe is silent for a long while.
“I suppose it would depend on which Megatron we swore loyalty to.”
The two move into a better position. Thankfully, they were in the Hab Suite, and thus had more space to curl around each other.
“So we won’t listen to anyone unless we find it suitable?”
“Of course. No more being separated.”
Silence takes over as the two fall into an unstable recharge. Bob tip toes in, surprisingly quietly for him, as he’s usually so loud.
Bob felt proud. He’d found Red leader, and now he and Yellow leader can get better! No more spark pains, and hopefully no more fighting.
