Eeep.
Tiny. 279 words? -_-;
"Aw, lookit you, lookit you, who is just the cutest little thing? You are, oh yes you are!"
Aside from Skywarp's continuous inane babble, the bridge of the Nemesis was silent. Most likely, Thundercracker reflected, because the Decepticons had no idea how to handle the idea of any member of the fearsome Command Trine cooing like a moron over a sparkling. Or maybe it was the fact that said sparkling was Shockwave.
Not that Skywarp was the only Seeker making much of the miniaturized mech, not hardly. Starscream was right beside Skywarp, not even trying to hide his protective mood, glaring at anyone he felt was looking at them wrong, only to look at the sparkling with the most gentle expression. Reflector had already gone into hiding when they realized Starscream didn't mind their picture-taking, the conflict between what they expected and what happened too much for the small gestalt to handle.
And Thundercracker? He was a little ways away from his Trine-mates, acting as though he wasn't effected by the sparkling's presence, doing his part in supplying the family by making sure they had an income. They were all taking old roles, caregiver, protector, and provider, modified just a tiny amount to account for the situation, and they were doing it without even really noticing.
Soundwave watched and smiled to himself under his mask. That explained why there were always Trines... and why, in a little piece of history that almost no-one remembered, when anyone was lucky enough to mate, bond, with a Seeker, they always found themselves with the Seeker's Trine-mates as well. So all he had to do now was... get one's attention.
"Aw, lookit you, lookit you, who is just the cutest little thing? You are, oh yes you are!"
Aside from Skywarp's continuous inane babble, the bridge of the Nemesis was silent. Most likely, Thundercracker reflected, because the Decepticons had no idea how to handle the idea of any member of the fearsome Command Trine cooing like a moron over a sparkling. Or maybe it was the fact that said sparkling was Shockwave.
Not that Skywarp was the only Seeker making much of the miniaturized mech, not hardly. Starscream was right beside Skywarp, not even trying to hide his protective mood, glaring at anyone he felt was looking at them wrong, only to look at the sparkling with the most gentle expression. Reflector had already gone into hiding when they realized Starscream didn't mind their picture-taking, the conflict between what they expected and what happened too much for the small gestalt to handle.
And Thundercracker? He was a little ways away from his Trine-mates, acting as though he wasn't effected by the sparkling's presence, doing his part in supplying the family by making sure they had an income. They were all taking old roles, caregiver, protector, and provider, modified just a tiny amount to account for the situation, and they were doing it without even really noticing.
Soundwave watched and smiled to himself under his mask. That explained why there were always Trines... and why, in a little piece of history that almost no-one remembered, when anyone was lucky enough to mate, bond, with a Seeker, they always found themselves with the Seeker's Trine-mates as well. So all he had to do now was... get one's attention.