#xian writes

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The polarity gauntlets had been powerful weapons during the Great War. They had been wielded by many a Decepticon while the war was in full swing, and even by some Autobots who had managed to get their servos on one.

They had their uses outside battle, Megatron knew. They could be used to keep cargo bolted down, used for emergency repair if you were desperate… Pranks.

He had sent many bored Decepticons to the brig for magnetizing a crew member to the wall.

“So, are you going to let me see the plans or not?” The little Prime asked. Megatron felt his optic twitch when he felt a foot tap against the back of his leg.

A bored Decepticon was the reason he and the firetruck had been stuck together in the first place. Didn’t even bother to check who was standing closest to the Autobot.

Now they just had to wait for the charge to wear off while they planned their next move against the Quintessons.

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xianfrost wrote:

“Are they supposed to be so small?” Astrotrain asked, examining the human vehicle he had in his hands. They were supposed to gathering materials for the spacebridge but the small construct he had in his hands seemed more important than bits of sheet metal.

“They’re supposed to carry humans right?” Blitzwing leaned in close to get a better look at the train Astrotrain had in his grip. “Doesn’t look like it could go very far. It can’t even make it’s own tracks.”

Astrotrain turned the small train over in his servoes several times, frowning. It wasn’t a bad looking model, for a human design, and it seemed like just a waste to leave it to rust in the scrapyard…

“Are you seriously keeping that?” Blitzwing snorted when he saw Astrotrain pocket the vehicle in his subspace. “Where are you going to keep that? On your berth?”

“None of your business.” Astrotrain moved past the other triple-changer and went to the pile of scrap they had to transport. “Now, do we have a job to do or not?”

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Knightformers!

xianfrost submitted:

"I just hope this works." Ratchet whispered to the darkness of the cave. He didn’t need to light his torchstone to see where he was, as he had long ago memorized the path to the hidden chamber. There was a constant rumbling that made the ground shake slightly under his feet.

The closer he got to the inner chamber, the louder the rumbling. The small chill of the cave disappeared only to be replaced by a heat that could only be produced by a fire.

Ratchet reached out in front of him in the dark and pressed his servos against stone wall. There was a sudden flash of light and the wall was gone. In its place was a well lit chamber, piled high with treasures collected throughout the years by the rooms lone occupant.

Ratchet gave a small smile to the orange and yellow dragon sleeping before him. “Hello, Old Friend.”

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He was being stared at.

The Seeker nervously fluttered his wings, aware that he was the one that stood out the most in the Camp. They were lined up for their first inspection with Kup Minor, the drill sergeant.

The red and blue Seeker tried to stop the small trembling in his wings but failed.

The blue truck-bot with the big chin glanced at him. He had been in the same batch as the Seeker and had seen the way the scientist there had poked and prodded at him to find out how a flier came out of Vector Sigma.

The truck-bot quickly reached behind the Seeker and gave a comforting rub in between his wings. The trembling slowly stopped before Kup Minor turned the corner.