< Transformers > Like Father, Like Son
Title: Like Father, Like Son
Prompt: 046. Writer's Choice: Oddball
Author: crazedwolf
Rating: G
Series: Transformers
Characters: Drift, Perceptor, Sideswipe, OC
Warnings: Implied Slash. Original Character.
Summary: Sideswipe just didn't understand it.
Author's Notes:
Written for NaNo! =D
“You guys have the weirdest sparkling ever.”
Drift and Perceptor shared a glance as the science-bot took the sparkling Sideswipe had been carrying before they both looked at the red mech directly.
“Oh?”
“Yeah. He doesn't do anything!”
“He does plenty, Sideswipe,” Perceptor mused as he cradled the little bot in his arms, gazing fondly down at him. “Just not the kinds of things that you and your brother want to do.”
“But-But! Sparklings are supposed to be hyper and play and-All he does is meditate! That's not normal!” Sideswipe said, throwing his arms up a bit and giving them a look that clearly said 'What is wrong with you?!'. Behind his mate, Drift was trying his best not to look too amused though his lip components were curved in a distinct smirk.
“He just has his processor in the right place is all.”
“Yeah, science and your processor over matter crap. Sounds like a great combination,” the red mech muttered, arms folded over his chest.
“If Quadrant bothers you that much, why do you keep offering to watch him for us?” Perceptor inquired, optic ridge arched.
“...Because he's cute despite the fact that he's weird.”
“Everyone is different,” Drift pointed out, more amusement creeping into his expression as Sideswipe mock glared at him. “This would be quite the boring life if we weren't.”
“Yeah yeah, I know, I know. Still doesn't change the fact that a sparkling shouldn't meditate more than he plays and interacts with others!”
“You are merely jealous because he can sit still longer than you can.”
“Ouch, Percy, that hurts. That really hurts.”
“I am simply stating the truth is all,” the scientist mused, turning to head back to his and Drift's berth, gentle digits stroking over Quadrant's helm as the sparkling shifted a bit. Turning to follow, Drift paused, tossing Sideswipe a grin and a wink.
“Thanks again. We really do appreciate it.”
“You better,” the red mech said with a pout. “I'm giving up a lot of processor corrupting time in favor of just sitting around waiting for the little guy to stop meditating.
“I think that's something we can all be grateful for honestly.”
“Keep talking like that and I'll get Bee and Jazz in on this. If I have to resort to playing dirty, I so will Mr. Calm and Collected. No sparkling is safe from our video game playing ways!”
“I'll keep my money on Quadrant.”
Prompt: 046. Writer's Choice: Oddball
Author: crazedwolf
Rating: G
Series: Transformers
Characters: Drift, Perceptor, Sideswipe, OC
Warnings: Implied Slash. Original Character.
Summary: Sideswipe just didn't understand it.
Author's Notes:
Written for NaNo! =D
“You guys have the weirdest sparkling ever.”
Drift and Perceptor shared a glance as the science-bot took the sparkling Sideswipe had been carrying before they both looked at the red mech directly.
“Oh?”
“Yeah. He doesn't do anything!”
“He does plenty, Sideswipe,” Perceptor mused as he cradled the little bot in his arms, gazing fondly down at him. “Just not the kinds of things that you and your brother want to do.”
“But-But! Sparklings are supposed to be hyper and play and-All he does is meditate! That's not normal!” Sideswipe said, throwing his arms up a bit and giving them a look that clearly said 'What is wrong with you?!'. Behind his mate, Drift was trying his best not to look too amused though his lip components were curved in a distinct smirk.
“He just has his processor in the right place is all.”
“Yeah, science and your processor over matter crap. Sounds like a great combination,” the red mech muttered, arms folded over his chest.
“If Quadrant bothers you that much, why do you keep offering to watch him for us?” Perceptor inquired, optic ridge arched.
“...Because he's cute despite the fact that he's weird.”
“Everyone is different,” Drift pointed out, more amusement creeping into his expression as Sideswipe mock glared at him. “This would be quite the boring life if we weren't.”
“Yeah yeah, I know, I know. Still doesn't change the fact that a sparkling shouldn't meditate more than he plays and interacts with others!”
“You are merely jealous because he can sit still longer than you can.”
“Ouch, Percy, that hurts. That really hurts.”
“I am simply stating the truth is all,” the scientist mused, turning to head back to his and Drift's berth, gentle digits stroking over Quadrant's helm as the sparkling shifted a bit. Turning to follow, Drift paused, tossing Sideswipe a grin and a wink.
“Thanks again. We really do appreciate it.”
“You better,” the red mech said with a pout. “I'm giving up a lot of processor corrupting time in favor of just sitting around waiting for the little guy to stop meditating.
“I think that's something we can all be grateful for honestly.”
“Keep talking like that and I'll get Bee and Jazz in on this. If I have to resort to playing dirty, I so will Mr. Calm and Collected. No sparkling is safe from our video game playing ways!”
“I'll keep my money on Quadrant.”