TF: HoundxMirage Drabbles
Title: Drabble Spectacular, December 16th
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
December 16- vermicular
The Decepticons had infiltrated everywhere in a vermicular fashion. You couldn’t turn around without meeting a Decepticon or a Decepticon sympathiser.
“You are loyal to me, aren’t you, Hound?” Mirage asked, watching his servant prepare the table for dinner.
“Of course I am, Master.” Hound sounded confused about why Mirage would ask such a question. Mirage just sighed.
“There are so many Decepticons out there. I’m afraid that the Towers might fall to them before it falls in battle.”
“You don’t think that would happen, do you, Master?”
“I hope not, Hound. I hope not.”
“Dinner is ready now, Master.”
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
December 16- vermicular
The Decepticons had infiltrated everywhere in a vermicular fashion. You couldn’t turn around without meeting a Decepticon or a Decepticon sympathiser.
“You are loyal to me, aren’t you, Hound?” Mirage asked, watching his servant prepare the table for dinner.
“Of course I am, Master.” Hound sounded confused about why Mirage would ask such a question. Mirage just sighed.
“There are so many Decepticons out there. I’m afraid that the Towers might fall to them before it falls in battle.”
“You don’t think that would happen, do you, Master?”
“I hope not, Hound. I hope not.”
“Dinner is ready now, Master.”