Bonding
He'd expected to be required to swear to keep the City's location a secret, and had done so solemnly. Drift was proud of how seriously Rodimus had taken the vow.
Being able to wander the City with his mate had been an experience Drift would never forget, no matter if he lived for a million vorns more.
They'd visited the shops he remembered Wing taking him to, explored the City together. Drift committed every moment to memory.
This morning, they'd both been hustled off to wash, polish, and detail. The young mech that had escorted him to the washrack, had led him to the garden entrance and explained that Rodimus's escort would bring him shortly.
He was nervous. Nervous and excited, and feeling a little bit foolish with his plating so brightly polished. It was the first time he'd been repainted since being rebuilt. Drift knew Roddy would appreciate it though.
Catching sight of his mate and the escort, Drift grinned widely. "Hey, beautiful." Rodimus was just /gorgeous/, and Drift could barely take his optics off the mech. His mate. His sparkmate, soon.
The two escorts giggled softly. "Your spot in the Garden is ready. It's reserved just for you two, for the whole cycle." They spoke quietly, gesturing to the entrance. "Energon has been set up for you both."
