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Senator Shockwave, I'm just copying offical images for the random wheel picker of names.

Done on a5 paper.

A lot of these will be first time drawings of said characters

The wheel of names has spoken for the next one

[tinydefector]

Art others have made off fics

Tiny and Shockwave

Laboratory logs fic

Thank you to my awesome room-mate @chosen-1-in-the-rat-room for drawing my boys, I love them so dearly.

Merformers Rung by @nightblitz606

Marine centre fic

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Merformers Optimus and MC by @sunntownn

Marine Centre

Marine Centre 8- merformers

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I drew this to calm down after the Shockwave story arc

[tinydefector]

Hi hi hi can I please request shockwave (any ) using a holoform for the first time and he can’t stop kissing his human partner because he loves it so much..?

Holographic

Shockwave x human Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings; none

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Human eyes linger on Shockwave as he works in reattaching his holomatter device, their head Is tilted as they watch him as he tinkers with the gadget. "whatcha you doing?" They finally ask. They knew Shockwave worked on multiple projects but they didn't know what this one was. Shockwave's optic narrows slightly as he continues his work, focused on the project at hand. He doesn't immediately respond to the human's question, his attention fully absorbed by the task as he re attached it to his arm.

"I am working on a holo-matter projection," Shockwave finally replies, his voice monotone. "I am testing its capabilities and potential applications, as so far I've only been successful with maintaining it for less then a standard human hour." The human takes a step closer, their curiosity evident in their expression, as they linger watching him with full interest. "Holo-matter, That sounds fascinating. What exactly does it do?"

Shockwave briefly looks up from his work, his optic meeting their gaze. "Holo-matter projection involves the creation of three-dimensional objects using a combination of light and matter manipulation. It has various potential applications, such as creating realistic simulations, enhancing visual displays, or even constructing physical structures."

Their eyes widen with excitement as they take in Shockwave's explanation. The move even closer watching him reinstall it into his arm. "So, it's like creating solid objects out of thin air, Can you show me?" Shockwave pauses, considering the request. With a few swift movements, Shockwave activates the holo-matter projection device. This particular application of holo-matter is a deeply personal and significant aspect of his work, one that he has rarely shared with anyone.

"Accessing holo-matter technology for personal use is restricted," Shockwave responds, "However, in the interest of scientific observation, I can provide a limited demonstration." With a series of swift movements, Shockwave activates the holo-matter projection device, and a shimmering, translucent figure materialises before them. 

Their eyes widen in awe as they take in the holoform, their hands come up to cup his face. The human avatar looked nothing like they had expected, they were expecting a mad scientist yet shockwave looked rather normal. One of His eyes was a warm ember and the other was sticking ice blue. He looked rather handsome yet nothing like the real shockwave.

"Holoform is a specialised application of holo-matter technology. It allows me to project a visually and audibly convincing representation of myself, enabling interactions with the physical world. Most times it is used for blending in on organic planets, the only flaw in the device is time, they are limited in what they withstand"

Their gaze lingers on the holoform, their fascination evident. "So, it's like a holographic avatar that can interact with the environment?" Shockwave nods, his optic brightening slightly. "Indeed, the holoform possesses limited physicality, allowing for basic interactions. However, it primarily serves as a means for me to navigate and interact with the physical world while maintaining my primary form in a secure location."

Shockwave's ‘eyes’ flickers with surprise as their hands cup his holoform's face. The unexpected touch momentarily breaks through his normally composed demeanour, causing a faint ripple of uncertainty within him. He observes their expression, their eyes filled with genuine shock and curiosity.

"Your holoform... it's not what I expected," the human murmurs, their voice tinged with awe. "You look... different. Handsome." He has never given much thought to his appearance, as aesthetics have always been secondary to his scientific pursuits. The observation of his holoform's attractiveness is a concept that is foreign to him.

"I assure you, my holoform's appearance is designed for functionality rather than aesthetics," Shockwave responds, his voice remaining monotone despite the subtle ripple of uncertainty within him. 

They cup his face this time tracing the outline of the eyebrows, lips and just admiring how different it is. The feeling for Shockwave is strange, delightful. "Well if it means anything I happen to rather like your holoform" they giggle pressing a soft peck to his nose. 

"You... find my holoform appealing?" he repeats, his voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty. The concept of someone finding his appearance appealing is entirely new to him. The touch leaves a faint imprint on his memory banks, triggering fragmented recollections from a time before, fractured memories flicker.

They continue smiling at him. "Anytime Shockwave, you should use this form more often, it's beautiful" they state, fingers continue to dance across his face. The notion of his holoform being beautiful is a foreign concept to him, but the sincerity in the human's voice leaves a lingering impact.

Before Shockwave can fully process their statement, the human's words are followed by a sudden and unexpected action. Shockwave's holoform leans in and presses a kiss upon their lips. As the kiss lingers, Shockwave's processor races, attempting to process the implications of this unexpected and illogical act of his own. 

After a brief, lingering moment, Shockwave slowly pulls away, his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions. "I... apologise, that was inappropriate," he says, his voice tinged with an uncharacteristic hesitance. "I... was testing a hypothesis."

The human's gaze meets his, their expression a mix of surprise and curiosity. "A hypothesis?" Shockwave's optic dims slightly as he gathers his thoughts, attempting to articulate his conflicting emotions. "I have been studying the nature of human emotions and their impact on decision-making. I sought to explore the effects of physical intimacy on the human psyche."

"You're more than welcome to kiss me again Shockwave" they laugh, eyes sparkling as they stand in his arms, they were tempted to tease him but decided against it. Shockwave's optic flickers, his processor turning gears as he thinks over their words and the genuine warmth in their laughter. 

With a subtle shift in his holoform's expression, Shockwave allows himself to lean in once again. His lips meet the human's in a soft yet lingering kiss, a moment of connection that speaks volumes of the emotions he struggles to fully comprehend, it was as if he had been hit with a train of emotions, many that to him were illogical.

As they stand in each other's embrace, the boundaries that once separated them begin to dissolve further. The scientific detachment that once defined Shockwave's existence gives way to a burgeoning desire for a deeper connection,he craves to kiss them more. In that moment, as their lips remain locked and their emotions mingle, Shockwave finds himself willingly forgetting the stance of logic.

They kiss him back eagerly, hand cupping his cheek as their lips move against his. Fingers toying with his hair. As their lips move against his, Shockwave finds himself instinctively responding, his holoform's arm encircling the human's waist. His own hand tentatively reaches up to rest against the back of their neck, his fingers gently tangling in their hair.

The touch and taste of the human consumes his senses, leaving Shockwave with a mixture of exhilaration and uncertainty. replaced by a growing desire to understand and embrace the complexities of these newfound emotions, to give what he could to them so willingly.

They nearly squeal as he pulls them closer, more giggles leave them as Shockwave continues kissing them. "Shockwave hahahah, having fun are you?" His optics flickers with a mix of surprise and amusement at the human's playful response. The sound of their laughter fills the air, leaving a lingering warmth within him. As they inquire about his enjoyment, a rare hint of a smile tugs at the corner of his lips.

"I... find this experience rather... enjoyable," he admits, his voice carrying a faint trace of amusement. "It is a deviation from my usual scientific pursuits, but I appreciate the connection and the emotions it elicits."

However, his momentary amusement is cut short as the holoform begins to fade away, leaving the human pouting in disappointment. Shockwave's features transition back to their usual stoic expression. "I apologise for the abrupt end," he says, his voice returning to its usual monotone. "The holoform has its limitations, and it cannot be sustained indefinitely."

The human's pout softens, their gaze meeting his with a mix of understanding and lingering affection. " could you lean down so I can give you another kiss?” The ask softly, Shockwave gives in almost instantly, letting them pepper small kisses along his helm. 

As Shockwave stands there he debates finally having the empurata reversed. It had never been something that had a logical reason to be done but now, it was only logical if he intended to have more kisses from them. along with finding a way to lengthen the holoforms time limit since they seemed to enjoy it.

"Shockwave you haven't short circuited on me have you?" They ask while looking up at his optics. A smile lingers on their lips. Shockwave's optic flickers as he processes the human's words, his thoughts momentarily interrupted by their playful inquiry. The smile that lingers on their lips tugs at something deep within him, a mixture of fondness and a newfound desire to explore the uncharted territories of emotion.

"I... apologise for the momentary interruption," he replies, his voice regaining its usual stoic tone. "There are matters that require my attention." As he gazes down at the human, his optic flickers with a mix of determination and a newfound vulnerability. The idea of reversing the empurata, of regaining the physical capacity to experience more intimate moments, becomes increasingly appealing. "However," he continues, his voice carrying a hint of hesitation, "I am enjoying this experience and would ask that we continue this arrangement.” They give him one last small kiss before finally pulling away. “I'd be more Than happy with that Shockwave” 

[tinydefector]

Senator Shockwave, Traxies and Tiny

A little Art piece for Labratory Log.

[tinydefector]

labratory Logs

Shockwave x Human

Wanted to share some of my stuff of Shockwave, Tiny and Traxies

Warning: Human experimentation, past mutilation, mention of torture (not from Shockwave)

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Tiny watches as the senator continues checking over his equipment. He coos the blue sparkling, resting on his hip, trying to quiet the little one so they don't disturb Shockwave's work.

The young sparkling makes a small collection of noises trying to get Shockwave's attention. The little blue bot wiggles desperately in Tiny's arm, wanting their Sire. “Traxies please he's busy at the moment he will give you cuddles latter baby” Tiny tries to settle the little bot. "Shockwave," he calls out slightly, defeated over how restless the little blue bot was being.

Shockwave, engrossed in his work, is momentarily oblivious to the commotion around him. The sound of his name being called finally registers in his audials, causing him to look up from his datapad. His optics focus on Tiny and the small blue bot in their arms, recognizing the familiar sound of his youngling fussing again.

With a gentle smile, Shockwave sets aside his datapad and reaches out to take the small bot into his own arms. He cradles the sparkling close, making soothing sounds to calm their distress. "There, there, my little one, you're not causing trouble for your father, are you?" he murmurs softly, his voice a low rumble.

Shockwave's optics shifts to Tiny, appreciating their efforts to get his attention. "Sorry sweetspark, i got sidetracked with work again," he says sincerely, his expression warm and grateful. "They didn't wake you, did they?."

Tiny shakes his head. "No, they were just fussing again. They've been restless most of tonight. They wanted you tonight, hahah. " they laugh softly, watching them both with soft eyes, fully content watching his lover and child.

Shockwave then turns his attention back to the sparkling, gently rocking them back and forth. "Now, my little one, what seems to be the matter? What has upset you?" he asks in a soothing tone.

Traxies continues making small clicking and cooing noises once Shockwave finally holds him. Tiny moves closer, and a smile tugs his lips, watching the small bot with Shockwave. "He wanted daddy," they coo softly while making their way over to press against Shockwave.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he hears Tiny's comment, the corners of his mouth quirking up in a soft smile. "Yes, it seems so," Shockwave replies, his voice filled with warmth and affection. He looks down at Traxies, his optic studying the sparkling's features. His servo lightly taps their nasal ridge, which makes the sparkling squeal and giggle.

Feeling Tiny leaning against his side, Shockwave instinctively wraps an arm around him, drawing them borh closer. The contact brings a surge of comfort and contentment, a soothing presence amidst the chaos of what was happening on cybertron. He turns his attention back to Traxies, his tone gentle as he continues to speak. "Recharge little spark, we'll head to berth soon," he whispers softly as Traxies snuggles against him.

As Traxies continues to make small noises, Shockwave hums softly, a low melodic sound that resonates through his chassis, his spark field dancing softly against his little sparks feild He presses a gentle kiss against the top of the sparkling's helm, his love for his family evident in every action and word.

"Getting sappy on me again, Senator?" The young human man teases as he's lifted up by Shockwave's other servo. Tiny presses a soft kiss to Shockwave's lips. "You look good like this," he hums against Shockwave's lips

Shockwave's optics shimmer, a faint hint of amusement flickering across his face as he looks at the young human man in his grasp. He adjusts his servo to hold him securely, acknowledging the playful comment. "Sappiness is a subjective term, Tiny," he replies, his voice holding a trace of amusement. "One could argue that expressing affection and love is simply a natural response to one's Conjunx and small spark."

"You have a way of bringing out the softer side of me," he admits, his voice low and intimate. "And I find myself grateful for it." His arm tightens around Tiny, holding him close as he cherishes that moment, surrounded by their small family.

Tiny chuckles against as he leans over to kiss Traxies helm. "Feels strange being here, 2 years ago you and I couldn't even understand each other, remember how shit scared i was when you opened that box i was in i thought you were going to eat me hahha, you had never seen a human before. now we have a kid, " he hums while leaning back in Shockwave's chassis.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he recalls the events from two years ago. "Indeed, our initial encounter was... unconventional, to say the least," he responds, his voice carrying a hint of reminiscence. "You were an unexpected gift from Proteus, a sinister package designed to test my abilities. And yet to this moment, it was still the best present to gever grace my servos despite how sinister it was meant to be"

He remembers opening that box, uncertain of what he would find inside. The sight of a frightened human, alive and vulnerable, had been a surprise to him. Tiny had tried bolting across the desk only for Shockwave to catch him before he hit the ground. never had he encountered a creature like Tiny before, and the initial confusion and mortification had been mutual from both of them.

"How Time passes," he says, his voice filled with a mix of pride and fondness.

As Tiny leans back into his chassis, Shockwave's servo gently rubs his back in a soothing motion. "And now, here we are, with our precious Traxies," he says, his voice holding a note of tenderness. "I've only ever been this content while working at the academy and telling off the council," he teases, which earns him a slight glare from Tiny

He looks down at Traxies, watching the sparkling falling to sleep with a mixture of affection and curiosity. "Our journey has been unconventional, but I wouldn't trade it for anything"

"Shocks, what's happening with the council I don't mean to sound worried but the assassinations...something isn't right with Proteas and Scentiel, do you know what's going on, im worried one day im going to lose you" They state softly while looking up at the mech, cupping his face plate, the young mans eyes potray a mix of worry, fear and despair.

Shockwave's optics narrows slightly as he listens to Tiny's concerns, his expression becoming more serious. He understands the weight of the situation and the potential dangers that surround them.

"The recent assassinations within the council worry me too, Orion is helping me with trying to put an end to it," he admits. He pauses for a moment, his servo gently stroking Tiny's back in a comforting gesture. "I know you're worried, but without figthing for change, the cycle will just continue,"

"Rest assured, I will do everything in my power to protect our family and ensure a safe future." Shockwave's gaze meets Tiny's, his blue optics filled with determination. "I understand your worries, and I share them," he says, his voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "But I will not allow any harm to come to you or our family. Nothing could ever take you away from me. You are my sparkholder, and I will protect you both no matter what."

He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to Tiny's forehead. " My littler shimmering star and Supernova, and I will do whatever it takes to keep you safe," he reassures, his voice filled with unwavering resolve.

"Just please stay safe, I love you, you know that," Tiny sighs into his plating. shockwave's frame tenses slightly at the heartfelt words. He reaches out, gently cupping Tiny's face in his servo, his expression softening. "I know, Tiny," he replies, his voice filled with sincerity.

"And I love you too, more than words can express. From your Galaxy to mine, " His servo moves to caress Tiny's cheek, his touch gentle and comforting. Shockwave leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to Tiny's lips, holding the moment for a lingering second. "We will face whatever challenges come our way together," he says, his voice filled with conviction.

"And I promise to do everything I can to remain by your side, always."He pulls Tiny closer, holding him tightly against his chassis, his embrace conveying a sense of protection and love. In that moment, surrounded by their family, he vows to be the steadfast support that Tiny needs, no matter what lies ahead.

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'Recording ended'

Shockwave's optics flicker as he replays the holographic recording of his past life with Tiny and Traxies.

The Scientist stands there rather quietly, memories of love and loss preserved only on a data log. He had never intended for this to happen, the original shockwave hadn't. He had given his life to protect his lover and sparkling.

Yet in the Empurata room he had watched them torture and mutilate his lover as they pulled him apart, put him back together, the Shadow play was meant to make it so he would kill his own lover, yet it had only made Shockwave Emotionless, logical and driven.

Shockwave's optics dimmed as he replayed the recording of his previous life, reliving the moments shared with his beloved Tiny. The memories brought a mix of longing and pain, reminding him of the happiness they once had, but also the devastating loss that followed.

His focus shifted to the containment unit holding Tiny's preserved form, suspended in the liquid. It was a constant reminder of the Council's cruelty and his inability to save his lover. He had hoped to find a way to sustain Tiny's form, to bring him back, but so far, his efforts had been in vain.

"Labratory Log 21307, Attempt 37, project Lazarus, cybernetic integration and regeneration, subject is of human decent whos has been mutilated by cybertronian technology, other attempts have left subject still in status,"

" itergration with Maximal CNA, Pretacon Cybernetics and Nanites."

"Theory: DNA and CNA combine and Nanites successfully reconstruct Human body and tissue"

"First Cybernetic-Orgainc Intergration"

"Logistics 73% compatible"

'Please, just work, please give him back to me'

Senator Shockwave, Traxies and Tiny

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Laboratory logs 8

Word count: 2k

Warnings: slight fighting with parental figure. Trauma.

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Tiny sits quietly as Shockwave cruises through space, his alt form was similar to the one they remember even if the colour scheme and feel was different. "Do you remember the first time you got the translation program working so you could talk to me?" He asked while leaning back in the seat. Shockwave's attention shifted to his lover as the Decepticon reminisced about the past, the memories of their early interactions and the development of the translation program stirring a sense of reflection within the scientist.

"Yes, I recall it, my records also still have the recording," Shockwave replied, his voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia, the first words Tiny had ever said to him were. ‘Oh thank fuck you hsve know idea how much i hate playing charades'. "It was a pivotal moment in our communication, and when I finally learnt your name."

It left a hollow ache in him, wishing they could go back to those days from those first cycles they could finally talk, they talked for ages on end. The times where He, Tiny and Traxies would sit in the garden, Tiny tending to the many different flora that Shockwave would bring home for him.

"As our communication evolved, so did our understanding of each other. I remember how many questions you had when we could finally converse ” shockwave continued, his gaze fixed on the endless expanse of stars that stretched out before them. "The translation program was one of my outbreaking projects, all because of you."

It makes Tiny let out a soft laugh. "I don't think I ever told you this, even when we did the Conjunx Ritus, it wasn't really that important to me, now it's just funny." His face seemed more relaxed as if he wasn't in so much pain any more. "The Translation got my name wrong, when you first said it, I never corrected you” he hums nonchalantly. It makes Shockwave go deathly quiet, systems processed the revelation

"I... was not aware, Why did you never correct me?” Shockwave asked his voice much quieter than expected, As Shockwave processed this newfound information, " The first time you called me Tiny. It just kinda stuck after that, and I liked how you said it. It felt like a nickname and I know it was a glitch in your vocals when you were trying to pronounce it but I liked it" Tiny explains.

"I see," Shockwave acknowledged, "May I ask, what is your true name?" Shockwave inquired, moving swiftly to dodge the debris and asteroids floating in space. "My name is Tony, but i'd rather you stick with Tiny, it.. it feels right when you say it, i'm so used to it now that I don't think I'd respond to it anymore." he states with a chuckle, closing his eyes as he rest against the seat, he hadn't felt this comfortable in a while. “I'm sorry I never told you, I kinda forgot after a while”

"Tony...," Shockwave repeated the name softly, letting the sound roll off his vocalizer; it wasn't that far off the name Tiny in truth. “Thank you for telling me” he thinks for a moment, it would do them both to atheist try and reconnect after everything. “I two have something I never Disclosed to you” the words leave him and it earns a look from Tiny. “Oh?” His brow raises as he waits for Shockwaveto continue.

“My paint wasn't always White, lime and blue” He remarks, remembering the colour he had before that which he changed because he hated how similar in colour it was to Proteus. “It was red and blue once” “Why did you change it?” Tiny questions, lay his head against his arms on the console.

“Proteus, tomany mech's associated my paint with him, one even remarked that it was like I was trying to climb into berth with him, so I changed it to colours which weren't seen in the senate so No one would assume or proposition me” it makes Tiny's eyes go wide for a moment, it was like listening to Shockwave From before, the snark in his voice the slight scoff. Yes his voice sounded different but it was almost the same tones.

“I'm glad” He starts, robotic fingers Tracing over the dark purple that Shockwave's frame now was. “Green was my favourite colour, I loved how pretty it was on you” Tiny whispers. He missed it, the purple now felt almost cold compared to the bright colours that Shockwave's frame used to flaunt. They both go quiet reminiscing over the past.

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commotion can be heard from the Medical bay. A few bots in the halls give each other looks before quickly walking away so Ratchet wrath doesn't turn on them.

" stop, just fragging stop it! Ratchet, I'm not going anywhere, I'm not going to Jump i just want out of this place!, I'm going to see Sunstreaker, that's where ill be" Traxies shouts as tries to move past the medic, First aid stands off to the side watching but not willing to get between the two.

"Oh no you don't, not so fast, i still need to run full spark scan, radiation levels and Energon storage on you!" Ratchet loomed, bracing servos on either side of the door with a stern scowl. Traxies squirmed, spark pulsing panic and anger in his field. But the medic's gaze softened knowing this lashing out stemmed from trauma from everything he had learn within the Cycle. "Sunstreaker can wait. You're in no state, bitlet." Gentle servos grasped his faceplate, thumbs rubbing soothing circles.

"Ratchet!, I want space!I'm just going to see Sunstreaker!" He tries to argue back, pulling away from the medic. He just wanted to be somewhere quiet and away from the medical lab. "Traxies, please." Ratchet's voices sounded almost strained. "I know you're frightened and need space, but rushing off in this state will only make it worse."

"Ratchet, stop, Stop coddling ME!!" He snarls, optics going wide when he sees Ratchet freeze up. When Ratchet doesn't protest, Traxies quickly disappears from the room. Leaving the medic there spark aching over the situation, he cycled a frustrated ventilation. “ First Aid i'm going, if anyone comes looking I'm at swerves getting overcharged” he calls back to the other medic before he himself disappears.

Traxies moved swiftly making his way to the door he was looking for, he knocked his servo against it waiting for Sunstreaker, hoping he was there. Traxies looks like hell and the coolant lines are visible on his faceplate and it nearly makes Sunstreaker drop his data pad as he opens the door. "Traxies..." He reached out gently, cradling the smaller mech's face between his palms. Optics raked over him for a moment. "Frag, I thought the doc had you locked up. C'mere."

He tugged Traxies into his studio, kicking the panel closed before enveloping his trembling frame in a protective hug. Stroking soothingly down quivering plating, as the sit of Sunstreaker's Berth. "I.. I fragged up bad Sunny" he says while clinging to the larger mech. " frag, I've messed up" the blue speedsters vocalizer glitches slightly as he just clings to the Gold battle charger.

Sunstreaker tightened his grip as Traxies broke, venting raggedly against his plating. He cycled a vent, resting his chevron against his helm softly. “Ah can't be that Bad, you're in one piece, don't have the ship changing you down now” Sunstreaker hums. Traxies hiccupped a brittle laugh, tears leaking faster. Sunstreaker's engines purred deeper as he rocked them slowly.

"We all frag up sometimes, Trax. Primus knows I'm the last mech to judge." He tilted Traxies' tear-stained face up and wiped the moisture away. "But it doesn't matter what stupid slag you pulled. Hatchet Ain't gonna do slag, plus your Bossbots little bitty?" The words are almost sarcastic, teasing the blue mech. "Whatever mess you're in, we'll fix it. That or i'll join ya in the brig"

"Can't fix it Sunny, can't do slag without making it worse" he says while curling more against the Gold mech. "It's a mess, I hate it, I hate being an Outlier, I hate Optimus right now, I don't wanna be around Ratchet. Wish I wasn't an Outlier than this never would have happened" he sobs. Sunstreaker vented softly, optics dimming.

"Shh, it's okay. Let it out." His hands stroked soothing patterns.

Optics gentled, Sunstreaker tipped Traxies' chin up. "Tell me. Who I gotta be the slag out of?." It makes a sad laugh leave Traxies before he finally starts explaining. "So... turns out Optimus isn't my real Sire, My carrier was a human, a Human which I accidentally left in the past. And my Sire is Shockwave" Sunstreaker's optics nearly blew their fuses at the revelation. A human... Shockwave... it reminds him of the photos from Commlink. A sudden realisation hits him. The Sparkling in the photos.

He cycled a ventilation. His field tries to touch Traxies to try and settle him. "Just wanted to get away from everyone else, is Bob here?" The blue speedster inquires. "Course the little glitch is here. Always where he's not meant to be."

He snapped his digits, and moments later a small insecticon skittered out from under the berth, chirping excitedly. Bob paused upon spotting Traxies, antennae drooping. Gently Sunstreaker lifted Bob onto the berth. The 'con crept forward slowly, nuzzling against Traxies with a few clicks.

Traxies pulls Bob into a cuddle as he just sits leaning up against Sunstreaker's side. His servo slowly scratched Bob's helm. "Primus I hate this, hate being an Outlier and all the Slag Boss bot spewed for so long about me needing to be a leader" He grumbles while pulling Bob closer. " I miss Sideswipe and Bumblebee" he finally states softly.

Sunstreaker draped an arm over Traxies. He growled low in his intake. "Primus knows I'd have strangled old Boss-botorns ago if you hadn't thought the world of him." Optics dimmed remembering their lost brothers. "I miss them too. Wish Sideswipe would have come with us, and Bumblebee is to busy trying to crawl up Prowls exhaust, when hes not on earth"

It makes Traxies choke back a laugh as he wipes his optics. The quarters fell to a solemn quiet, only the whirring of vents and rhythmic pets disturbing the stillness. Traxies relaxed.

Eventually the golden mech cracked a lazy smile. "So... buff and wax? I'm thinking crystal polish to really make the plating pop." His field nudged him. Traxies huffed but one corner of his mouth twitched upward. "Yea, yea I'd like that alot Sunny." It was one of the reasons Traxies and Sunstreaker got along so well both of them enjoyed pampering each other with wax, buffing and paint jobs, neither Bumblebee or Sideswipe were ever that interested in it.

A ghost of Sunstreaker's roguish smirk returned seeing Traxies laugh again, however faintly. "Pfft, you hang out with that grumpy medic too long, you're starting to complain like one!" He dabbed extra polish on Traxies' chevron, snickering as the youngling sputtered.

Traxies punches Sunstreaker and gives him a glare when he talks about Ratchet. "Ain't funny Sunny, don't talk about Ratchet like that!" He huffs but settles back to let the Battle Charger work. "Maybe smaller than you but I'm still older and will beat you to scrap" he threatens, he knows full well he wouldn't and that Sunstreaker was more a fighter than him because he had Prowl, Ironhide and Jazz training him when he was younger.

Sunstreaker raised his hands in surrender, though optics still sparked with mirth. "Alright, alright! No slanging the Hatchet. Got it” He chuckled, resuming his buff of Traxies' plating. "Never said you weren't fierce when riled."

"Ooh, you're gonna fraggin' love this." Sunstreaker snickered as Traxies glared, scrubbing a protruding strut with exaggerated care. "So, we got a new flyer on the ship with us. Seeker named Luna Whistler - and get this." He leered impishly. "Heard through the engine room he thinks you're rather fetching."

Traxies flushed, shoving at the Gold bot. "Wh-what? I don't even know him!" Sunstreaker guffawed. "Quit squirming, you'll scratch the finish! Frag, can you blame him though? With plating like this?" He buffed a lingering circle just to watch Traxies steam.

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