#i think i wanna get one from fixit soon

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So I had this great MHA fic idea for either an op y/n / oc / midoriya / whoever you wanna stick the quirk with but I hate writing so whoever likes to write can use this.

So the quirk is basically Aoi Todo’s power rom Jujutsu Kaisen which has so much potential in that show as well but I love my hero fixit fix’s lately.

Anyways for those who don’t know when Aoi Todo claps he can switch places with any person or he can switch the places of any 2 people.

I think a mha character with this quirk could get up to a lot of shenanigans and is of course super op and because of this, the scenario I’m thinking would never happen but idc I do what I want.

Allow me to lay the scene for you, y/n is UA Student on a mission, and they get into sticky situation, aka a fight with Dabi and they are about to die b/c ya know them flames be very toasty. Well they were gonna just switch with Dabi again but then they get this wave of anger about all for one (for whatever reason you may choose) and so they switch with him instead of Dabi ( I know there should be a distance from which they can switch with some one but idc) well Dabi doesn’t notice the change because he’s just trying to burn y/n up so he just hammers out his fiery hot anger on, unbeknownst to him, all for one(AFO (I’m getting sick typing that out)) this somehow kills him (no I will not explain how this happens the writers can deal with it).

Y/n meanwhile is in AFO’s lair wondering where the hell they are be, figures it out and just starts letting loose on the place destroying everything they can. Eventually they awaken some of the nomu and are like shit, that is one fish that I can’t fry so they swap back to where they were before with, let’s say it to together now, an inanimate object bc idc about rules. They end up seeing the end of Dabi burning up AFO, like 🫢 I think I did my job a little to well. Dabi eventually leaves ones he confirms that ‘y/n’ is dead. Y/n now trying to figure wtf to do with body of the worst villain calls up tsukauchi for a favor. Y/n knows that Dabi going to tell the remaining league that he’s them so they make AFOs body a decoy leaving behind some remnants of dna for anyone who decides to check out Dabis story ( also don’t ask about how they left dna idk and idc this is my story I do what I want even it defies all laws of the universe). Y/n’s favor from Tsukauchi comes though and he retrieves the body knowing that y/ns still actually alive and puts out a statement saying that they found the body of y/ns hero name. Y/n of course attempting to cover all their bases calls nedzu and like yeah you’re gonna see on the news soon that I’m dead but Im obviously not I just need certain people to think i am. (nedzu being nedzu agrees and gives them an address for a hideout for them to stay until thinks blow over). With both phone calls (on burner phone, they let tsukauchi and nedzu know about the nomu, that the body is AFOs, and them being the only ones aware of there status of being alive so far. They of course freak out about this but being the pros that they are they ‘keep there calm’)They also try to call Aizawa but it goes straight to voicemail (cause he’s mourning over y/ns lose like the rest of UA) they leave a voicemail thinking that Nedzu would let him know (he doesn’t (for whatever reason you may fill in here) but basically so we are clear y/n is under the assumption that all of there class and Aizawa + other important people know they aren’t actually dead, spoiler they don’t. ). Anyways y/n stays at the hideout for a while which is honestly pretty nice and has snacks and stuff so no complaints. During this time there funeral has been held (unbeknownst to them since they hate watching and has been staying off of socials incase anyone tracks there activities).

At the same time the league have found out that AFO is missing the nomu are running rampant/captured or killed by hero’s and finds the lair/lab destroyed. Luckily y/n manages to wait out about 2 weeks after death before the return to the school which by the way the think that the necessary people have been told of there alive status which they haven’t for whatever reason you may fill in now. Anyways they get into the school w/out any issues because it’s the weekend so no one’s really around and nedzu, but once they walk into the commons where all of class 1-a is In the main room watching the news, playing games, etc everyone freaks out for obvious reasons. Some come to the conclusion that it’s toga, others thinks it’s one of twices clones and some think there just hallucinating y/n again. Those who think it’s a villain attack which y/n can evade since they know how they fight and the class is hesitant on instinct. Eventually y/n pins someone to the ground and is like “back the f up unless you want me to break this one’s arm” (or smthing) Aizawa and nedzu take this opportunity to walk in on this mess (for reasons of your choosing). Aizawa comes to similar conclusions as the rest of the class and erases y/ns quirk to see if it’s toga which ofc it’s not but before Aizawa can do anything else Nedzu takes control of the situation, gets y/n to let go of there ‘hostage’, and doesn’t let anyone attack them as they go to the room (angry bc there friends attack them and they don’t know way) Nedzu wanted y/n to stay and hear his explanation as well but y/n still walked off to which Nedzu let happen bc he understood why they were angry. Nedzu ofc then explains to everyone most everyone that actually happened in the past 2 weeks except for the decoy body being AFO. The class is distraught that they just attacked there own friend and want to go comfort them but feel like the don’t get to do that anymore. Aizawa understands this and doesn’t push them but does go himself (so this is a large part of where I’m bad at writing but I am thinking Ike fluff and comfort and happy the you’re alive and back is the vibe here also I’m thinking that the fact the y/n was thought to be dead by there class mates and aizawa just doesnt come up probay bc aizawa seens it as a sensitive topic and y/n is angry about being attacked and doesn’t want to talk about it)

anyways after talking with aizawa for a while about there latest mission y/n decides to get there anger out by going to the support students class rooms to hang out with hatsume (yes they are friends) and make any adjustments to there suit that they need too. They have a sweet heartfelt reunion and y/n is surprised that she didn’t know that they were alive but didn’t say anything. While there Mei learns that y/n was attacked by there class. She however doesn’t really understand why y/n is mad because Mei knows that y/ns class thought they were dead but doesn’t know that y/n doesn’t know. She urges y/n to forgive her class while intentionally steering around the being dead since Mei also sees it as sensitive topic. Y/n eventually says something like “ I don’t get it though I came back from my mission just like any other mission It wasn’t like i died or something but no they just all attacked me like some sick prank” (so I don’t know if this next scene is in character for Mei so pls call me out on it). this of course makes Mei realizes what’s happen and says something like “you don’t know…. Oh my god…” and then starts to cry. Y/n attempts to comfort her but isn’t very good at it. They also ask what’s he’s talking about but doesn’t get a response so she eventually calls over one of Mei’s classmates who can comfort her and power loader who y/n explains what’s happening too. Power loader also realizing what Mei did calls Aizawa gives him a short but alarming explanation about the situation and tells y/n that it’ll all be explained in a minute and they should go back and help comfort Mei. Shortly after Aizawa is there and sits y/n down and tells them that everyone but Nedzu thought they were dead. For a moment y/n stars at him blank face for a moment then a single tear rolls down there cheek and they wipe it away but then another comes down and they wipe that away too but they keep coming, aizawa gives them a soft look and wraps them in a hug, rubbing there back as y/n sobs uncontrollably. (That’s the best you’re getting out of me) aizawa being all knowing understands just what y/n needs rn and picks them and brings them back to the dorms. Everything (but AFO) is explained everyone’s happy untiiiiilllll Kaminari, Mina, or someone ask, “so who’s body did we use in the funeral and cremate then?” And y/n starts to say who it was but then Tsukauchi and is sleep deprived self over not being able to tell anyone that y/n is alive slams open the door and screams “YOU USED THE BODY OF AFO A YOUR DECOY BODY?!?!?!” Everyone’s shocked no one says anything until y/n chirps up and is like “yeah I thought I told you??”(they did not) tsukauchi then starts trying to say something but nothing comes out for a few minutes (like that one scene from the Big Bang theory with Leonard Sheldon and Amy when Leonard finds out Sheldon returned the super Mario brothers the movie, the scene is linked down below but also keep in mind the that Tsukauchi doesn’t have the same level of animosity to anyone in the room nor does he rip of his shirt and put ice packs on his chest, only the flabergasted is what I’m thinking) everyone else then freaks out and aizawa is just like ‘what’ and has no words. Nedzu who is watching from his many cameras is cackling in his office, I’m not sure why but feel like tsukauchi is crying at this point and someone idc who but some definitely says “ooh plot twist” probably Aoyama.

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Convo from the 18+ discord about a very silly star wars crossover I wanted to share.

gremgeous the gem pillar Just had a GREAT idea for a star wars crossover Just dipper visiting the star wars universe for whatever reason (multiverse vacation maybe? Idk. Dipper maybe dusted off that old portal in a fit of nostalgia or smth) and palpatine finds him and tries to tempt alcor to his side by offering him power Standard stuff for the sith really Except Well If you offer a demon unspecified power, in what form are they going to take it if not in the one who is offering's soul? Biggest and best tasting power boost there is, really! And then maybe he takes over the empty shell of a body afterwards which may or may not grant him force acess and alcor has a grand old time making a mess out of running the republic (or at least running lose in the senate) This is like... early prequals or pre-preauals era maybe. When palpafucker is still undercover and being all covert and unsuspicious and stuff I call this.... "palpatines penechance for grand speeches and unspecific ominous statements to try and seem all powerful and cool and dramatic fuck him over" Or in shorter terms ... . "There's a demon lose in the senate" And it basically runs like that one john mullaney bit With a side dashing of that one journak 3 thing where bill posesses a guy, messes with a roman army and then makes a guys head explode Also like nobody knows who alcor is or that hes even there bc theres no demons or dream demons in star wars (that i know of) so he gets the run of the place Even moreso than back home in gravity falls bc no one knows magic, its all "force this" and "force that" Dippered probably spends a lot of time nerding out over the different alien species since they dont have those back in his dimension (theyve got aliens but theyre different kinds) and also about the laser swords (just like the one Grunkle Ford made for them all (Ford, Dipper, Mabel, Stan, Soos, Grenda, Candy, Grendas boyfriend, Pacifica, and even waddles and gompers)  back in 2017! Good times, good times.)

swbeeworm oh this sounds like fun

gremgeous the gem pillar Right???

swbeeworm if i was familiar enough with the star wars universe to write anything in it i'd give this a shot

gremgeous the gem pillar right???

swbeeworm like i know star wars?? but i don't know star wars n i have to know something to be confident in writing it

gremgeous the gem pillar Sadly everything i know comes from time travel fixit and semi-salty pro-jedi meta

swbeeworm but just.... the sheer chaotic potential of this...

gremgeous the gem pillar Gosh yes....... Oh its be so good..........

swbeeworm oh mood it would be

gremgeous the gem pillar @Abigor u like star wars too gimme ur thooooughts When ur awake and have them to give

swbeeworm ugh i should. probably not be awake, i have stuff to do tomorrow n i have a headache but this is fun to think about

gremgeous the gem pillar I had another thing thats fun to think abt too Clone wars era, alcors there and everyon thinks hes a brand new sith player b/c gold eyes

swbeeworm just the shenanigans. the bullshittery. the sheer what-le-fuck reactions of everyone from the senate to the jedi to the people ooooooooo

gremgeous the gem pillar YES!!! Exactly.

gremgeous the gem pillar Oooooh jedi can do mind things i wonder what alcor wpuld feel like to them

swbeeworm my first instinctive responses were: 1) constant Screaming and a whirlwind mishmash of colors/concepts/etc that makes everyone who 'looks' too long start bleeding thru the nose/eyes 2) wii music on loop and these are VERY different prompts to have back to back but that's what i got

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDHSGGSHD I LOVE IT Oh what if its both at the same time Ajdhegdhdj what rven is the music like in star wars anyway

swbeeworm the fkin,,,, cantina music

gremgeous the gem pillar Like how would they react when confronted w wii music

swbeeworm is the equivalent i would think

gremgeous the gem pillar Do they even have the same sorts of instruments do they even know what electronic music is

swbeeworm just. that spawned another Thought imagine that the cantina music from That One Scene is the sw-equivalent of the wii music and just.  just imagine that same scene playing but with wii music on loop in the background

gremgeous the gem pillar Gosh "wii music on loop" i love it AODHDHSHSJD

swbeeworm it would probably FIT they have the same vibe

gremgeous the gem pillar Im crying Mits so good

swbeeworm sdjlksdafj i saw a post the other day that was talking abt the music there n how it kept playing on loop n the poster joked that it might have been like,, the john mulaney salt-pepper-diner-story situation which is only tangentially related to this topic but i had to recall it

gremgeous the gem pillar AJSHH i love that Gosh ok i feel like take 1 would fit with the new sith in town scenario And take 2 fits with theres a demon lose in the senate

swbeeworm sfsdkfjh yES

gremgeous the gem pillar But how FUCKING HILARIOUS would it be if in the senate story its the former, and in the oh so serious sith story its the wii music on loop im akdhsjdvsjdhsjbd

swbeeworm ASLDJSLKFJ plEASE take 1: gritty, serious, angst, deadly miscommunications--and fucking wii music on loop take 2: lighthearted, cracky, shenanigans and bullshittery--and fucking bleeding out the eyes if you try n read the guy talk about dissonance

gremgeous the gem pillar "Big scary sith! Look at the yellow eyes! What dastardly plots cpuld he be thinking/partaking in....." [Hard cut to alcor pov/inside alcors head] wii music plays as he stares off into space during a supposedly very important meeting

gremgeous the gem pillar OH I DO LOVE THE DISSONANCE Gsjdgysgsvsjgd wheeze its so good i love it

swbeeworm me tooooo .....for the sith one. would ppl see blue fire n think lightning

gremgeous the gem pillar Theyd probably think its some other secret sith technique

swbeeworm fair enough

gremgeous the gem pillar Everyone thinks one of the other sith lines that was supposedly wiped out had it since this sith deffs aint the line of bane- even the cirrent sith wanna know where alcors popped in from "Lightning was the bane line specialty.... guess where ever this kids guys from fire was theirs"

swbeeworm= adjlsdfkjlfkjf the shenanigans n bullshittery one imagine alcor-as-palpatine just. going incorporeal, still visible but not able to be touched, and the jedi go from "what the fuck is going on"  to "why the fuck is he  a force ghost"

gremgeous the gem pillar AJSGSHSGSHSA

swbeeworm alcor, who'd done it only bc his ~ornate robes~ had got so caught/tangled on something he could only get free by phasing through it: ??????

gremgeous the gem pillar wheeze Alcor: how the fuck did this guy move around in these AJDHSGDH ALCOR NOT KNOWING ABOUT THE SITH- SHOWS UP TO THE SENATE IN THE SITH ROBES

swbeeworm asdlkjsfkjsdfdf

gremgeous the gem pillar CALLS IT A "FASHION STATEMENT" WHEN CALLED OUT ON IT

swbeeworm a fASHION STATEMENT YES alcor: :blobsweats: alcor: what the FUCK is a sith alcor: and why do they have better style than the jedi

gremgeous the gem pillar WHEEZE He doesnt know jack shit abt the jedi or anything hes just vibing!!!!!!

swbeeworm yesssssss

gremgeous the gem pillar AJDGSGGDJS YOU KNOW WHATVWPUKD BE EVEN BETTER ALCOR THINKS THE SITH LOOK IS TACKY AF

swbeeworm alcor: no listen. listen. i picked these space robes out of my space wardrobe because they looked cool, not because i'm part of some. some space cult ljflskdajfslkdfjsd

gremgeous the gem pillar BUT HE STILL THINKS ITS BETTER THAN THE JEDI

swbeeworm that's even better

gremgeous the gem pillar space cult im HOWLING

swbeeworm you KNOW he'd be so excited at being in space this DORK

gremgeous the gem pillar Ph gosh imagine it starts out all dark and serious and angsty and creepy in the whole beginning exchange But as soon as the day after alcor takes up palps role hits it takes a sharp turn into crack terriotry

gremgeous the gem pillar OH HE WOULD

swbeeworm yESSSS

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor takes one look at dooku and is like "youre the only one aroynd here with any sort of fashion sense" "And its HORRIBLE"

swbeeworm sljflskdjfsd

gremgeous the gem pillar Just roasts him And by extension everyone else too

swbeeworm dooku has NO IDEA what's going on but at this point ""palpatine"" or whatever's taken over him is ten minutes into a rant abt the layers on layers of boring robes jedi wear and at this point he'll take the backhanded compliment about his own style

gremgeous the gem pillar Akehdsjfssksgsjd

swbeeworm just to shut him up

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDHDJDGDJDHD Alco goes on a 30 minute rant on why suits are SO much more professional

swbeeworm snaps "palpatine" into a suit and goes "...except maybe for this guy idk if anything could make him look good"

gremgeous the gem pillar And its more of a backhanded insukt than a backhanded compliment but anything to shut the guy up, right?

swbeeworm how much we roasting palpatine here

gremgeous the gem pillar To a blackened crisp

swbeeworm as it should be

gremgeous the gem pillar Its better than his wrinkly old rasin look anyday

swbeeworm lskjdlsakjfdf agreed

gremgeous the gem pillar Be hard NOT to improve on that honestly But the dude sinks so low i bet hed somehow manage it

swbeeworm --alcor getting fed up w palpatine's body and just. showing up to the senate meetings, full alcor, eyes n his normal face n everything, in palpatine's robes, and when someone rightfully asks him who the hell is he, he just deadpans "i'd think by this point you'd recognize your own chancellor" and just straight insists he's palpatine (and has the knowledge to back it up) every time someone sputters

gremgeous the gem pillar Also i included the bit abt the journal 3 thing bc my saga of alcor repeating bill's patterns, behaviors, and ideas unknowlingly and without awareness that that is what he is doing shall continue >:3c

gremgeous the gem pillar AODHAJDBAKWJHEVEJDJDHSHSHSJWOWKJEHEE I LOVE IT OH HOW I LOVE OT ALSOWHSKJDISOSOAJAIW Oh gosh what if he fuckin

swbeeworm because at this point it's less about blending in and more about trolling the whole senate and being as distracting as possible  because with everyone paying attention to his trolling theyre less likely to notice the bills for clone rights n abolishing slavery n such that he's pushing thru in the background misdirection at its finest

gremgeous the gem pillar I was gonna say a thing abt alcor replacing palps b4 the election and so they did elect alcor to chancelorhoood But it might be funnier if he took him over AFTER abd still says that bit abt recognizing their own chancellor Oh gosh in that secind scenario it would be hilarious if the jedi are all  :blobglare: @alcor except for obi-wan who is all like "i am looking away" bc at least THIS guy (whiever the hell he is) has stopped being such a creep abt anakin

swbeeworm the jedi are sent in to figure out wtf is going on and. they, unfortunately, bewilderingly, confirm that this is the same person as the chancellor who'd been showing up recently??? same wii music/bleeding effect??

swbeeworm alcor, finding appointments with some random jedi kid on palpatine's calendar: wtf why is this creep trying to meet with a kid alone, yeah how about i cancel that

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJD Alcor, looking at palpatibes planner: "every day i am more and more glad that i ate thig guys soul" "Like i knew it was oily but im suprised i havent got an upset stomach from it yet"

swbeeworm sjlskdfjsdf alcor the next day, after finding stuff abt the order 66 chip things, gagging: "i spoke too soon"

gremgeous the gem pillar Obi-wan to the council: hmm? Yes this is totally the chancellor, i know this because of all the previous meetings and close relationship he has had with my padawan which you allowed and helped facillitate- "Palpatine":[has a completley different body type, height, and face. Plus he actually has hair and is maybe even floating a little but its hard to be sure in those black and gold robes- and with a completely different voice] oh, yeah, totally, Im the chancellor and i totally know who this guy and that kid is yup yup yup-

gremgeous the gem pillar [UGLY LAUGHTER] AkdjskkdkdjsysAODJSJEUEIEIIEF

swbeeworm ASDKAFDF "palpatine": [grins with very sharp teeth at a nervous senator] council: "okay that is NOT normal" obi-wan, deadpan: "i'm sorry, it sounds like you're discriminating against non-human beings? that's not very jedi of you now is it"

gremgeous the gem pillar ALDHDJDHD Wait wait no what if its "This is completely normal behavior. I, as a human, know this for certain" "I can do this too, but i dont, because it is impolite, but hes the chancellor he can do whatever he wants"

swbeeworm asldksajflksdfjsdf;jsdf yes yes beautiful

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor and obi-wan team up to be passive agressive at everyone who allowed palps and anakin to hang out ABOUT them letting an unsupervised minor chill w a suoer duper old guy Shoulda had a chaperone at LEAST Butalso

swbeeworm the other humans on the council: "uh, actually-" obi-wan: [manages to sip tea (which he shouldn't even have access to in a council meeting btw) with an aggressively polite smile and silent Threat] the other humans: "....um."

gremgeous the gem pillar "Thats not very jedi of you now is it" AODHSJSIDHALSVD IM HOWLING I LOVE IT THE SASS wheeze*

swbeeworm i live for obi-wan sass it gives me LIFE

gremgeous the gem pillar SAME oh its so good Love that one post where obj-wan is on tatooine and calls all the force ghosts to view his powperpoint presentation about how letting palps have acess to analin was a bad idea as hed been saying all along-

swbeeworm u need to know i wrote this with the "that's not very plus ultra of you" meme, which is a bnha offshoot of the "that's not very cash money of you" meme, in my head on repeat

gremgeous the gem pillar Ph him terrorizing all the people palpatine had in his pocket...... Ok this is veering into even MORE crack territory but at some poibt alcor replaces, uh, whats the dudes name, palps second in command - mess something-or-other? - with a nightmare Not just ANY nightmare But a DIFFERENT nightmare each day

swbeeworm ASDLSDFKLDJF PLEASE

gremgeous the gem pillar They took it upon themselves to go on rotation They couldn't decide who should go when alcor proposed the idea so its everyone One at a time They dont even look REMOTELY human Or like anything the galaxy has ever known or seen And theres no "secretive supernatural species" excuse for them to fall back on here lmao

swbeeworm random dude: "what is that???" alcor, cheerful: "that's my assistant" rd: "is that--is that supposed to be a sheep?" alcor: "no they're my assistant" nightmare: [sound that, if you ignore the reverb and microphone-screeching and kazoo effects, might be a "baaa"] alcor: [smiles aggressively wider with sharp teeth] rd: [sweats nervously]

gremgeous the gem pillar ALDJDKSIEJEHAJWJWHEI Obi-wan: i am still l :eyes:king away Anakin: oooh, the wool is so soft master. Come feel it! Obi-wan: really? Ooh youre right The council: ....

swbeeworm rd: "okay but this is a DIFFERENT one than yesterday right?? right???" alcor: "i have absolutely no idea what you're talking about :)" obi-wan, still with tea he should not have, this time with space whiskey mixed in: "sir i think you might be seeing things, they are clearly the same individual as yesterday"

gremgeous the gem pillar Mace: ...hrm it is quite soft- The rest of the council: ??? When did he get-

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDHDHD JUST LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH ALDJDHFJF

swbeeworm obi-wan looking mace dead in the eye and chugging his spiked tea which is more whiskey than tea at this point: "how dare you accuse me of lying.  me, after everything i've done for this council.  i am betrayed.  heartbroken.  never shall trust again.  i am leaving until i recover" -and promptly fucks off on a vacation with anakin

gremgeous the gem pillar The jedi start getting a LOT more missions about busting slave rings and giving aid in the outer rim - plus some more dimplomacy docused ones in regards to solving teeaties instead of putting down rebellions

-alcor shows up on the vacation with zero explanation and obi-wan at this point is like "fuck it why not" -a nightmare takes his place in palpatine's robes in the senate for the week they're gone

gremgeous the gem pillar ALSJSHDJDJSKDHEE Weirdly enough some of the more corrupt senators go missing after that week No one knows what hapoebed to them but the robes the "chancellor" wore that week have some awfully suspicious stains WAIT WAIT WHAT IF ITS NOT A NIGHTMARE WHAT IF ITS GOMPERS alcor didn't even ASK gompers to be there he was planning to not even warn anyone n just vanish but gompers just SHOWED UP the nightmares were the ones who put the robes on him

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor doesn't even KNOW gomoers is there He gets back after the week and is like "what the heck" The nightmares are pretty proud of themselves for that one

swbeeworm the nightmares, collectively: "this is gonna be HILARIOUS" alcor, halfway across the galaxy, sees a newsfeed of a senate meeting with gompers in the robes in his place, and spits his drink clear across the room

he's only mad because he didn't think of it in the first place

gremgeous the gem pillar wheeze Hes proud of them

swbeeworm he IS

gremgeous the gem pillar Its so HILARIOUS

swbeeworm i pity anyone trying to read this mess later but i hope we at least make them laugh once

gremgeous the gem pillar Same Its such a joy Alcor teaches anakin the secret to mabel juice

swbeeworm oh no

gremgeous the gem pillar Only the children thank him The minders.... not so much

swbeeworm alcor: "okay so what i'm hearing is, the adult jedi have been making Stupid Decisions and not paying as much attention to the kids, as evidenced by them letting that one kid have meetings one on one with the creepy older guy i stopped putting effort into impersonating a month ago. so, clearly what needs to happen is something that forces the adults to pay attention to the kids and start keeping a closer eye on them, but it can't be something that actually hurts the kids because then i'd feel bad" alcor: "...." alcor: :blobamused:

gremgeous the gem pillar akdhdjsgshsjhdsjdjdj

swbeeworm alcor in a totally not suspicious trench coat and sunglasses: "hey. hey, kid. you wanna try some mabel juice?"

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDJDLFKFIFJIF WHEEZE "With the creepy older guy i stopped putting effort into impersonating a month ago" ALDJDBDJDJDDHDHDJDJDJDJDJDJDJSJDJEJEJE

gremgeous the gem pillar AKSJSHDJDJF

swbeeworm star wars kids: "mr chancellor why are you wearing that" alcor: "because i think it's funny" kids: "it isn't" alcor: "look do you want the juice or not"

gremgeous the gem pillar I LOVE ALL OF THAT LOOK DO YOU WANT THE JUICE OR NOT

swbeeworm i am having WAY too much fun with this ldjsldkfjdsf;

gremgeous the gem pillar "Were not supposed to take drugs from strangersl" "Its not- just take it!"

Hooooh man thats so funny Oh gosh Alcor uses a different time/date system

Than the star wars one

swbeeworm ooooooo yes

gremgeous the gem pillar Nit super sure where im going with this but.... Pretty sure he woukdnt know the star wars one At all Maybe the in-umuverse knockoff calendar maybe Hes wnough of a nerd to have that memorized But the star wars proper one

No, no i dont think he knows that one

swbeeworm nope no chance

gremgeous the gem pillar Omg yes

gremgeous the gem pillar Well its a good thing we have this..... and the mistaken sith version too :blobamused:

WAIT WAIT QAIT FLASH OF INSPIRATION ALCOR GIVING ANAKIN THE STRANGER DANGER PPT

swbeeworm i have 1 scene i can think of that actually almost made my friend cry and i have 1 au scene of a different au of mine where a character who canonically dies and gets brought back to life...doesn't come back (which is extra angst bc this is a Ghost Seeing Fic) and both of these i wrote at like 3-4am

swbeeworm SDFJKSDLFSJf YES :blobamused:

gremgeous the gem pillar Alcor: "you know, i usually save this one for the kids who followed the stranger with the nice candy into the alleyway and end up as sacrifices but I feel like you could benefit from it too"

swbeeworm alcor: "no talking to suspicious ppl" anakin: "except you right?" alcor: "....in any other situation i'd say no but if i say that you're just gonna up and leave (i see that grin thanks very much) so in this one singular personal case it is fine that you trust my very suspicious self"

gremgeous the gem pillar AKSJSJDJJD "My very suspicious self" Aksjdhdd

swbeeworm obi-wan, straight up knocking back shots now: "the man has a point anakin"

gremgeous the gem pillar Haha nice Obi-wan is taking notes Hes also re-inventing alcoholic mabel juice He weaseled the recipie out of the kids

swbeeworm asldfkjsdlkfjd imagine if somehow SIDIOUS CAME BACK and tries to take back over the senate but everyone at this point is used to alcor and one of two things happens: 1) they assume this is alcor messing with them with a clone/double (they don't know how he'd do it but at this point given his "assistants", the goat that somehow made more eloquent speeches than the "human", and the other things involved, they wouldn't put it past him) and just ignore him 2) they look between the real palpatine who'd been pushing thru some very sketchy bills, and between alcor who's been sneaking through law after law protecting all kinds of sentients, and they turn back to palpatine and go "how dare you impersonate the chancellor" and kick him out

swbeeworm at this point he deserves it tbh

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDHFDJDJDJD Ok i preffer him dead and gone and forgotten in favor of alcor (its what he deserves) but oh those are hilarious

swbeeworm agreed to both counts alsdjalsdk

gremgeous the gem pillar ESPECIALLY if the senate chooses to keep alcor over palps XD Ph man we can work that into him being dead and gone too- alcor starts dispersing the power and the other half of the senate w bail and padme are like "yeah seems legit" along w obi-wan The jedi only put like, a token effort into investigating and are more put out by trying to figure out what happened to the real palpatine and all his past shady dealings than exposing the current "palpatine" for a fake

swbeeworm palpatine: "excuse me?? i am the chancellor of this republic" councilmembers, with the same deadpan as alcor's been pulling on them all year: "sir, i think you're confused. this is the chancellor" [points to alcor, in palpatine's robes from his closet, making no attempt to hide his lack of resemblance to palpatine, with a nightmare at his side wearing a small top hat that proclaims its position as "chancellor's assistant"] palpatine: [screams of frustration]

gremgeous the gem pillar Once they reaize the shift in mission assignments can be attributed to new palp

gremgeous the gem pillar AKDJDJDJSJSJSBEJSJSJSHSJSKS

swbeeworm yesss this

gremgeous the gem pillar I wanna say maul gets the joy and pleasure of offibg palpatine the second time in that version

swbeeworm FINALLY they get a chance to pull one back over on someone, pass along the suffering a little bit

swbeeworm oh definitely

oh shit we've been at this for an hour

gremgeous the gem pillar Maul comes back and offs palps and evrryone is jist like "Maul!!! How?!?" And completley ignore the palpatibe corpse 2.0 Ajdhhd so we have Niiiight book

Also from a tumblr post the phrase "your pal friendpatine" is hilarious and i think yall shoukd enjoy it too As is "SOMEHOW... MAUL RETURNS" Both taken from the same post lol Okokok so switchibg tracks for a bit Revisiting Some groundwork for the mistaken sith version Alcor is there..... because al-v was there first, made friends with the droid army mid clone war, and caled his dad in to help Which puts alcors initial point of contact as the separost foot soldiers

gremgeous the gem pillar No matter what the dominant language alcor has most recently been using OH OH OH ALCOR WITH ACESS TO OTHER UNIVERSE SLANG CONFUSING ALL THE SENATE WITH HIS NONSENSICAL PHRASES AND IDIOMS AND SLANG/PROFANITY LIKE "over the moon" AND "hot belgian waffles" AND "fuck" "Palpatine": [drops paperwork he JUST spent so much time disorganizing (as in putting in a dissaray)] FUCK Senator: .... sir, what is a 'fuck' "Palpatine": ......... im not explaining that to you Or conversley he makes smth up Alcor, upon realizing the most common swear word is "kriff': yeaht hats stupid im not saying that Alcor mercilessly roasting the star wars profanity And how stupid they all sound. This one is great for the al-v and alcor make friend w a droid army and maybe-sorta steal them while massivelt confusing and mystifying everyone along the way, bc why not add a language barrier on top of all the other assumptions and misunderstandings >:D But also at the same time it would make sense for him to have got thw local language in an infodump somewhere along the line (maybe an older version) if its located in a different galaxy but the same universe........... but also what if theyre just suoer far away so he didnt get priority acess...... or even if he traveled back in time ............. [Shrug] idk Mwanwhile inexplicably having the same language is hilarious in the demon lose in the senate ons but also imagine alcor pretending to be palpatine while unable to speak the common tongue lolol I know it wouldnt work (he has to be able to understand palpatine on some level to take MASSIVE advantage of him and eat his soul) but it is hilarious to think abt the shenanigans............ OH GOSH ALCOR TAKING CONTROL OF THE SENAT BUT BEING UNABLE TO R E A D AKDBSKSKJFF Okokok Imagine the basic/english language inexplicably being the same structure w a few different words and concepts...... when spoken And completley different when written down SO ALCOR CAN SPEAK BUT HE CANT READ Meanwhile in mistaken for a sith land alcor either doesnt have any knowledge of the local language or else gets a SUPER OLD AND POSSIBLE DEAD LANGUAGE in an infodump (to help feed the misunderstandings and rumors and future clashes w the sith and the jedi hehhehheh) bc semi-omniscience is not total omniscience and so is not everything and, once again, is not very helpful But ill leave off for tonight on the thought of alcor, lose in the senate, in the seat of the chancellor, lord of all paperwork for the galactic republic....... and able to read NONE of it And barely understands it too (demons are not ones for politics, Brian the Organ Duck and his 200 year sucessful presidency run aside) (his is soemthing of the exception, not the rule.) Meanwhile all those humanitarian aid bills and the like are all being passed by bail and padmes group all over the place bc their strange and inexplicable source of resistance was devoured like, a week ago Not ones to look a gift horse in ths mouth until AFTER they get what they want the group passes a ton of bills without delay - and manages to break up a few monopolies along the way Now im not saying that "palpatine" suddenly acting off and the bills facing a lot less resistance is a noticeable coincidence...... and around the same time he stops asking after anakin ............... but im totally saying they notice it and realize its probably, absolutely, not a coincidence and theyre not going to say anything bc they like this new "palpatine" better. Despite all the other mindbending weirdness and mindfuckery going on there The jedi are only mad abt alcor bc a few of their own started bleeding from the eyes nose and ears when they tried to investigate initially so theyre a little ticked off abt that, which, fair.

Also the blantant lying and lack of trying on alcors part is a little insulting to them as a whole ("does he think we'll really fall for that") and is slightly concerning to them ("who the heck is this, someone is inpersonating the chancellor of the ENTIRE REPUBLIC-" Which is, admittedly, a little concern worthy)  but if the council is honest (or some of the council anyway) with themselves its pretty much the darn best entertainmnt theyve had in a good long while, headaches aside, sot ehyll focus more on the okd palpatines dissapernace and dealings than the new "palpatine" so long as he doesnt start doing anything ACTIVELY damaging to the republic. A little mischief doesnt technically count as harm- and hey theys preffer to find the og chancellor b4 upsetting and potnetially causing the new one to do smth drastic by attsmpting to out him (not that alcor would, its so much funnier to deny everything to their faces while blatantly lying but they dont know that. So caution (and stress) it is)

#Transcendence AU #Discord Convo

[the-delta-42]

Cody & Frankie

Cody & Frankie

Cody watched as Blaster lifted a barrel off of a car. Ever since Blaster had joined their team, he’d been left behind at the Firehouse with Cody, as he was a Communications Officer, which left him paired with Cody.

“Why am I completing training exercises when I’m never going to be out in the field?” Asked Blaster, as Chase observed him.

“In the event of Cody being in danger.” Said Chase, getting stares from Blaster and Cody.

“No offense,” Started Blaster, “but Autobot City is practically a fortress, any Decepticon that is stupid enough to get too close to here is scrap.”

“You mean like the ones of the Alchemor?” Asked Chase, making Blaster go silent.

“Well, if you guys are busy,” Said Cody, getting up, “I’m going to meet Frankie.”

“Cody, I must ask you to postpone your date with Francine,” Said Chase, making Cody blush, “you may be required for the training scenarios.”

“RiGht,” Cody’s voice cracked, “First thing, I’m not dating Frankie, we’re just friends, second, you have that training dummy that can stand in for me.”

Chase and Blaster both stared at Cody, “Need we remind you of the Velgrox incident?”

“That scenario doesn’t count,” Protested Chase, “You and Francine instigated that incident.”

“Yeah, but it showed that Blaster doesn’t need to go through any more scenarios,” Said Cody, folding his arms, “He protected me just fine.”

Chase remained silent, which Cody took as his que to leave. The two Autobots watch Cody limp away.

“I think he’s still upset about Prowl.” Said Blaster, frowning.

“I thought it was just me.” Agreed Chase, as Cody disappeared from view.

C&F

Cody parked his bike outside the park, the lock activating automatically, before heading off to find Frankie. He’d usually be able to find her at the memorial statue that had been erected in the middle of the park after the Decepticon Attack two and a half years ago. Cody remembered the attack, because it was when he, truly, first met Starscream.

“Cody, over here!” Called Frankie, waving at him.

Cody smiled and started towards her, she was sitting on a bench in front of Prowl and Quickshadow’s legs. The two statues’ shadows casting a shadow of the area, Brawn and Windcharger’s Statues stood over by the lake, while Huffer, Hound and Beachcomber stood in a field of trees, bushes and flowers. The seven Autobots had been killed when Starscream led his Decepticon ‘loyalists’ against the city, it was because of those seven that no humans were harmed in the attack.

“CeCe got her first Science Fair prize,” Said Frankie, showing Cody a hologram of the nine-year-old, braces and all, holding a ribbon and her project, “It collects glitter from all surfaces, Daddy wants to see if more can be made, since, well, you know glitter.”

“Small, sticks to everything and almost impossible to remove.” Said Cody, sitting next to Frankie as Fixit rolled past, “Blurr’s gotten a new paint job.”

“Yeah, blue really suits him.” Said Frankie, as Cody pulled a hologram out of his bag, “Nearly three years.”

Cody looked up at Prowl’s statue, he couldn’t get the sight of smoke pouring out of his optics and mouth as his body slowly greyed, the resulting explosion revealed that his internals had all but melted. Prowl’s corpse had landed on Cody’s leg, resulting in the limb being amputated. The only bright thing that came from that day, in Cody’s opinion, was Arcee taking Starscream’s head off.

Cody quickly looked to the ground, before placing hologram emitter at the feet of the statues. A small Autobot symbol appeared, Ratchet had told them that placing a hologram with the faction’s symbol was the Cybertronian equivalent of placing flowers on a grave.

“Jolt’s been working with Daddy on something,” Said Frankie, from her spot next to Cody, “I think it’s related to the power spikes.”

Cody hummed, before Frankie took his hand and said, “Let’s go get something to eat.”

“Anything to keep me from Chase’s scenarios.” Said Cody, walking with Frankie, their hands still entwined.

“I’m not sure if we can keep this up,” Said Frankie, her grip on Cody’s hand tightening, “Dad only not questioning why we’re meeting up so often because he’s working with Jolt, I don’t know how he’ll react to us, you know, dating.”

“Chase came close to finding out as well,” Said Cody, sighing, “he said our date would have to be postponed. I think he and Blaster are trying a little too hard to make up for Prowl.”

“HA! I knew it!” Cried Blades, making Cody and Frankie jump, “I knew you two were dating!”

“Blades!” Hissed Cody, as everyone stared at them.

“What?” Asked Blades, before looking around, “Oh…right, sorry.”

“Blades, why are you here?” Asked Cody, his face red.

“Oh, press conference, you know, live broadcasts, Q&A, that sort of thing.” Said Blades, as Cody spotted Huxley Prescott filming them.

“Y-you said ‘live broadcast’,” Said Cody, colour slowly draining from his face, “So, everyone watching heard your outburst?”

“Yup.” Said Blades, as Frankie caught on.

“Okay, maybe they’re not watching tv?” Suggested Frankie, just as their phones went off, “Oooh, it’s my Dad.”

“Kade.” Said Cody, confused, “Hello?”

Cody suddenly pulled the phone away from his ear and winced, “Dani, why are you using Kade’s phone? Oh, that noise was you, Kade.”

Frankie nervously answered her phone, as Cody’s face went beet red, “Hi, Daddy…”

Frankie was stiff for a moment, before relaxing, “Right, thank, Dad. Love you too.” Frankie hung up, before looking at Cody, who almost seem purple.

“Kade…I don’t need you to give me the Talk again,” Said Cody, “The first time was traumatising enough. No, don’t put Dad on the phone… hey, Dad. Yes, I do know how that stuff works. No, I don’t need Chase to make a diagram. I, I don’t think that’s an appropriate question Dad. Yeah, sure. Love you too. No, don’t break out the pictures!”

Cody lowered his phone and stared at the screen, “Dad’s going to break out the baby pictures.”

“Please, as if I haven’t already seen them.” Smirked Frankie, before looking up at Blades, “Where’s Dani?”

“With Taylor,” Sighed Blades, looking dejected, before looking down at Cody and Frankie, “Wanna go flying?”

“Is energon blue?” Was Frankie’s response, before Blades Transformed and Cody and Frankie climbed into his cockpit.

“Any requests?” Asked Blades, waiting for their input.

“Somewhere private.” Said Cody, immediately.

“Somewhere private coming up.” Said Blades, as he took off.

“I’m sure that could’ve gone better.” Said Frankie, as soon as Blades arrived at a waterfall that was difficult to access from the ground.

“Yeah, Kade tried giving me the Talk, again and Dad wanted to know if we were physical and if we were protection.”

“What is it with parents and thinking their kids are interfacing?” Asked Blades, making Cody and Frankie look up at him, confused, “You know, how humans make sparklings.”

Cody and Frankie blushed and looked at the ground, “Sooo, what now?” Asked Frankie, looking at Cody.

“We wait up here for a couple of hours and then head back,” Said Cody, sitting at the water’s edge, “I don’t think Kade’s going to let up on the Talk.”

Frankie smirked playfully, “Well, you know what we could do to fill that time up?”

“Oh, what?” Grinned Cody, before Frankie pushed him in the water, only to be dragged in herself when Cody grabbed her wrist.

Both teens were laughing as they threw water at each other, Frankie tackled Cody, making the young man fall on his back with Frankie on top of him. The young woman giggled and kissed Cody, resting her forehead against his.

“I love you.” Whispered Frankie, getting comfortable on Cody’s chest.

Cody returned the kiss, “I love you too.”

Frankie buried her head in the crook of Cody’s neck, getting comfortable as the pair drifted off into sleep.

C&F

Blades glanced over at the two humans, both cuddling each other in their sleep, and checked his internal chronometer before deciding to wake the pair up.

“Guys?” Said Blades, his voice soft, “It’s time to go.”

The two teens groaned, but started to get up, both shivering as the cold started to set in.

“Next time we’re up here,” Said Frankie, looking at Cody, “We bring a change of clothes.”

Cody smiled, before climbing into Blades with Frankie. Blades took off and took them back to Autobot City, landing on top of the Firehouse. The pair were greeted by their families, Doc Greene and Chief Burns holding a set of dry clothes.

“Blades said you’d need them.” Said Chief, as the pair took the dry clothes, “But, we need to talk about you running off.”

“I’m partially to blame, Chief,” Said Blades, crouching, “I suggested that we go flying and the fact I kind of outed their relationship on live TV.”

Chief sighed, before looking at the pair again, “Come on, you’re probably hungry, but, please, get changed first.”

Cody and Frankie nodded and headed off to dry off and change, leaving their parents on the landing pad.

“They do grow up fast, don’t they?” Asked Doc Greene, as Charlie frowned.

“I just wish that Cody didn’t grow up so fast.” Said Chief, as he watched Cody and Frankie messing around with each other.

“I just hope I win the next bet.” Said Doc Greene with a small smile.

C&F

Cody fiddled with the guitar strings, as Miko showed him how to play a chord.

“You’re doing great, Cody.” Said Miko, getting Cody to smile. Frankie was discussing some science stuff with Raf, while Jack was flicking through some paperwork given to him by Fowler, “I’d say we’re almost finished with the lessons.”

“It’s nice to be with you guys,” Said Cody, leaning back in his chair, “It’s almost as if things are as, they were before the Omega Lock incident.”

“Yeah, there are times I half expect Ratchet or Arcee to walk in and ask what we’re doing.” Sighed Miko, looking out the window, “I mean it’s nice having the Autobots here, I think I speak for everyone when I say we miss our partners.”

Cody’s smile turned sad, “I remember the time Prowl walked into that power line, I don’t I ever saw anyone move so fast.”

“Or that time Bulkhead screamed his head off when we showed him that mouse.” Grinned Miko, looking over at Jack.

“That’s nothing compared to Arcee calling an exhaust a ‘dowhicky’.” Said Jack, abandoning the paperwork.

“How about Bumblebee sneaking out of the base to go racing?” Asked Raf, as he joined the three.

“How about Kup’s cy-gar trick?” Asked Frankie, remembering the old bot.

“You mean the one where he turned it into a bullet?” Responded Miko, looking at Frankie.

“Yeah, that one!” Laughed Frankie, as Cody went to stand up, only for his prosthetic to buckle under his weight, “Cody!”

Jack caught Cody before he hit the ground, helping him back to the chair.

“It’s fine, it’s been acting up for a while.” Said Cody, as he rested the prosthetic on his other leg and pulled his trouser leg up. The light blue glow from the power cell flickered as the group observed it.

“I could get my dad to look at it.” Frankie offered, making Cody smile.

“I probably forgot to charge it properly.” Said Cody, getting back to his feet. Frankie held his arm, in case the leg gave out again, “You’re just looking for an excuse to steal me away, aren’t you?”

“How could you tell?” Smirked Frankie, as Jack sighed.

“Just remember to use protection,” Smirked Miko, making Cody and Frankie blush, “I’m too young to be an aunt.”

The two eighteen-year-olds quickly left the room to escape twenty-one-year-old, as Jack levelled her with an unimpressed stare.

“Old enough to be a mother, but too young to be an aunt.” Said Jack, folding his arms.

“Shut up.” Giggled Miko, as Raf decided to go back to his computer.

C&F

Cody winced as Doc Greene removed the power cell from his leg.

“Hmm, it seems that the power cells developed a fault.” Said Doc Greene, rubbing his chin, “I don’t know what could’ve cause it, unless you went for a sudden swim.”

Cody and Frankie froze and glanced at each other, thinking back to the week before and their dip in the pool of water.

“I know that look.” Said Doc Greene, folding his arms, “I’ll see about making your next prosthetic waterproof, Cody.”

“Thanks, Doc.” Said Cody, as Doc Greene reinserted the power cell.

“Frankie,” Said Doc Greene as the pair were leaving, “do try to be home at a reasonable hour tonight, your mother and I heard you knock the planter over.”

“Daddy!” Exclaimed Frankie, her face going red with embarrassment.

“I’m glad that no one heard me knock an entire shelving unit over.” Muttered Cody, as Blurr shot past.

“Higuys,byeguys,I’dlovetostopandchatbut,I’mbusybusybusy!” Said Blurr, speaking a mile a minute.

“That red energon must be some really strong stuff.” Said Frankie, as Blurr turned a corner.

“Apparently, Blurr’s body was built to use it,” Said Cody, shrugging, “Something about Velocitron and speed?”

A red and black semi with a yellow cab pulled to a stop in front of the pair.

“There you guys are,” Said Blaster, opening his door for them, “Chief has an announcement down at the Firehouse.”

“What is it?” Asked Cody, as he and Frankie climbed in.

“I don’t know,” Said Blaster, driving off, “Blurr was supposed to pick you up, but then he got called away by Bumblebee for something. Oh, and be warned, I think Chase’s sister is visiting.”

“Chase has a sister?” Asked Cody, cocking an eyebrow.

“The way Strongarm acts?” Snorted Blaster, “She might as well be!”

Blaster pulled to a stop outside the Firehouse, allowing Frankie and Cody to climb out. Blaster transformed and followed them inside, joining the joint crowd of Humans and Cybertronians. Cody and Frankie made their way through the crowd of Autobots with ease and then weaved through the humans.

“Graham, what’s going on?” Asked Cody, as soon as he spotted his brother.

“Dad has an announcement to make,” Said Graham, frowning as he looked at his notes, “Something about work.”

Cody noticed pink glittery ink on the paper, “Sarah’s really learning how to draw, huh?”

“Yeah, she’s either drawing or running Amy and I into the ground.” Said Graham, yawning.

“I heard Kassie’s been a nightmare for Kade and Hayley.” Said Frankie, folding her arms.

“Yeah, even I can hear her temper tantrums.” Groaned Graham, shaking his head.

Everyone went silent as Chief Burns walked/shuffled onto the stage.

“Okay, I’m going to keep this short and sweet,” Said Chief Burns, looking around, “I’m retiring. I spent a good 45 years serving on the police forces and, frankly, I’d love to spend more. However, I’m not getting any younger and the resident doctors, thank you Doctor Darby, have told me that my body can’t keep up with the rescue anymore. I’ll be making the official announcement tomorrow. That is all.”

Cody watched as his father left the stage, wincing as he stumbled a bit when he reached the steps. Carin helped Charlie with the last few steps. Cody felt a tug on his trouser leg, drawing his attention to the twins, Kyle and Maggie. Kyle and Maggie were Cody’s younger half-siblings, born shortly after his dad married Carin when they first moved to Autobot City.

“What’s daddy we-tyre ring?” Asked Kyle, looking up at Cody.

“Retiring?” Asked Cody, getting a nod from Kyle, “It means he’s going to stop working because he’s starting to get too old.”

“Why?” Asked Maggie, her teddy trailing behind her.

“Because he’s a grown up,” Said Cody, crouching down to their level, “and, eventually we grow up so much that we can’t work anymore.”

“Then what happens?” Asked Kyle, making Cody freeze.

“Uh, well, then we, er,um…” Cody was saved from explaining death to the twins by Carin walking towards them.

“Come on,” Said Carin, hoisting Maggie onto her hip, “time for your nap.”

Cody picked up Kyle and followed his stepmother, Frankie following behind them, leaving Graham with his work. Getting the twins in bed and a sleep was fairly easy, Maggie and Kyle were quick to nod off. Soon the family, plus their significant others, were sitting in the living room.

“I know it’s short notice,” Said Charlie, looking at his children, “but, I think it’s time to face the music, I’m not the man I was.”

“It’s fine, Dad.” Said Dani, resting her feet on Taylor’s lap, “You’ve earned it, more than any of us at this rate.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Demanded Kade, crossing his arms.

“I don’t think Dani was looking to start a fight, Kade.” Said Cody, from his place curled up with Frankie.

“I saw you explaining retirement to the twins, Cody.” Said Carin, smiling softly as he flushed red, “I also saw how you tried to avoid explaining the concept of death to them.”

“They’ll probably have to be told sooner or later.” Mumbled Cody, his grip on Frankie’s hand tightening softly.

“We will when the time comes.” Promised Carin, her smile turning sad.

Shortly after Prowl’s death, Cody had vanished, along with some weapons Wheeljack had been working on. Cody was later found next to the remains of a Decepticon known as Thundercracker. Thundercracker’s optics had been torn out and parts of his body had been subjected to small explosives. What killed Thundercracker, however, was a small vial of cosmic rust that had been poured into the remains of his optics. Just shy of where Cody was found was the burnt out remains of a Decepticon energon mine, with the melted remains of MECH agents. Ultra Magnus had said that he’d assumed some humans were working with the Decepticons, he just didn’t expect them to be wiped out in one strike.

“How’s your studying coming along?” Asked Charlie, swiftly changing the subject.

“Doctor Darby thinks I’m progressing well,” Said Cody, his frame relaxing, “if I keep at my current level, I’ll be able to continue on and become a doctor by the time I’m 25.”

“Know you,” Smirked Dani, her hands cradling her bump, “You’ll probably find a way to become a doctor before then.”

Cody let out a laugh, before the robotic lion that was Steeljaw tumbled into the room. Everyone watched Steeljaw chase something that looked like a ball of light, before he vanished down the stairs.

Kade smirked as Hayley adjusted Kassie on her chest, “So, Cody, what are your and Frankie’s plans for the future?”

“Decent paying jobs before getting married and having kids.” Said the pair, simultaneously.

“Why do I get the feeling you two rehearse that?” Asked Dani, as Sarah toddled up to her parents and presented them with a picture.

“Ta-Da!” Sang Sarah, as Amy took the picture.

“Oh, Graham, look at this,” Gushed Amy, showing Graham the picture, “it’s another work of art.”

“A Masterpiece.” Agreed Graham, picking the toddler up.

C&F (Time skip)

Cody rocked back and forth on his heels, the weight of the small box in his pocket was impossibly heavy. He’d been waiting for Frankie to turn up for nearly an hour and was beginning to think she wasn’t going to show. The sounds of a fight caught his attention, Cody spotted a guy that worked with Frankie having his ass handed to him. The guy, Matt, Cody thought, had been flirting with Frankie, despite her saying she wasn’t interested. Cody caught sight of the person knocking sense into Matt. Frankie was dressed up nicely, despite still having her lab coat on, while hitting Matt with her handbag. Cody winced as Matt hit the doorframe and slid, before walking over to Frankie. It was only as Cody got closer, did he see that Frankie’s hair was dishevelled, as if someone had pulled on it, there was a bruise forming on her neck and the necklace Cody had given her for her 21st Birthday was missing.

Cody reached and touch Frankie’s shoulder, making her whip around with a snarl on her face. Frankie completely relaxed at the sight of Cody, while Matt struggled to get up off the floor.

“What…happened?” Asked Cody, frowning.

Frankie threw a disgusted look at Matt, “He didn’t know how to take ‘no’ for an answer.”

“Are you alright?” Questioned Cody, looking into Frankie’s eyes.

Frankie sighed, “Yeah, he only turned violent when I entered the restaurant, but he only followed me here from work.”

Cody’s gaze turned to Matt, before it fell to Matt’s right hand, “Aren’t you going to give that back?”

Matt froze at Cody’s cold tone, something Cody had picked up from Prowl. Matt looked at the necklace in his grip, before throwing it into the restaurant and trying to run off. Cody grabbed the necklace from the air and looked at the damage. Cody sighed when he found only the clasp was broken.

“Your mum’s necklace.” Gasped Frankie, upon seeing the damaged necklace.

“It’s an easy fix.” Said Cody, carefully putting the necklace with the ring box, “Do you want to go home?”

Frankie took a deep breath, before nodding. Cody gave her a small smile, before going to the manager to cancel the reservation. The two twenty-six-year-olds drove home in silence, Frankie closed her eyes and leaned back in her seat.

“What did you want to talk about?” Asked Frankie, almost making Cody jump.

“Let’s, let’s deal with that when we get home.” Said Cody, suddenly remembering the box.

“Right.” Said Frankie, her tone despondent.

“Don’t worry, it’s a good thing,” Said Cody, before frowning, “well, I think it’s a good thing, I mean the others said it’s a good thing and, I’m rambling again, aren’t I?”

Frankie giggled, Frankie had been terrified that Cody was going to break up with her, after she found that ring in the draw. Cody had been giving her gifts recently, when she brought it up with Priscilla and a couple other friends, came to the conclusion that they were breakup gifts, something to help with the actual blow of the breakup. Frankie knew that Cody didn’t class breaking up as a good thing, unless he took a heavy blow to the head.

Cody pulled into his usual parking space and went inside the home with Frankie, both taking a seat on the sofa.

“Are you okay? Really, okay?” Asked Cody, looking into Frankie’s eyes.

Frankie averted her gaze and sighed, “I was scared, the entire time he was following me, I was scared he was going to do something. I took the longest possible route to try and get away from him, but when I arrived at the restaurant, I found he was already there. I thought if I ignored him, he’d leave me alone.”

“Then he decided to grab you.” Said Cody, making Frankie nod.

“He was fired today because he damaged something that the Autobots are keeping top secret,” Explained Frankie, as Cody wrapped an arm around her, “we don’t know how he got hold of it, but Hardhead found it in Matt’s locker and demanded an explanation from him. He didn’t give one.”

Cody pulled Frankie closer to him, rubbing comforting circles on her arm, “It’s like something in him snapped. I wasn’t expecting but, I kinda was? It’s difficult to explain.”

“I doubt he’ll hurt you now,” Said Cody, pulling Frankie close and allowing her to rest her head in the crook of his neck, “I saw Streetwise picking him up.”

Frankie smiled, before looking at Cody, “What is it you wanted to talk about?”

Cody swallowed the sudden lump in his throat, “Right, er, yes, well…screw it.”

Cody got off the sofa and got down on one knee, taking the ring box out of his pocket, “Frankie, you’ve made me incredibly happy in the time we’ve been together and, frankly, I don’t want that to end. Will you marry me?”

Frankie’s eyed danced between the ring and Cody’s face. The next thing Cody knew, he was on his back with Frankie laying on top of him and kissing him.

“I’ll…take that as a, yes?” Asked Cody, as Frankie grinned and nodded her head.

Cody grinned as well and slipped the ring on Frankie’s finger.

#transformers #Transformers Prime #transformers rescue bots #cody burns #frankie greene #rescue bots #Autobot City #Delta Writes #kade burns #dani burns #graham burns #charlie burns #hayley #taylor #amy #carin #chase #blades #blaster #blurr #steeljaw #prowl #windcharger #quickshadow #brawn #beachcomber #hound #huffer #streetwise

[spockandawe]

I want to read.... I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years............. but not in its present form

The basic premise: long ago, a man founded a cultivation sect, took disciples, and eventually cultivated to immortality. Most of his original disciples eventually died, except one, who had cultivation breakthroughs at a remarkably young age, and was expected to achieve great things. He broke through to the tenth level of qi refining younger than anyone else on record, went to cultivate to the foundation establishing stage, and....... broke through to the eleventh level of qi refining

Yeah, three thousand years later, he’s at the 6,664th level of qi refining, and he’s..... trying

So that sounds great! That sounds awesome! Novelupdates has it tagged as comedy! I’m into this!

Unfortunately, it is also tagged as harem, and it is not tagged as gay

(side note: trying to tell me that this man is super straight, like come onnnn, i don’t have time for this nonsense)

Anyways, I was still reading, holding out hope, because even if it’s been a while, I’ve liked straight harem stories before, they’re not my favorite genre, but in the hands of a good writer, I can still have a very nice time.

And oh look! There’s a psychopomp guy here to menace him, like he apparently does every time bai qiuran reaches the end of his natural lifespan, like ‘WHAT’S UP, PUNK, IT’S MORTALITY O’CLOCK, ARE YOU GOING TO JUST GIVE UP AND DIE THIS TIME?’ (bai qiuran is like ‘oh look, it’s my own personal alarm clock for making more longevity pills, and i could take you in a fight any day, asshat’)

So maybe this isn’t a gay harem webnovel, but perhaps if I’m very lucky it might be a... bisexual harem webnovel? I would be even more into that, perhaps! Give it!

(please note that at this point, I am very deep in wishful thinking denial land, because this is the nominal cover to the manhua adaption)

SIGH.

But I kept reading anyways, because it was late at night and I’d made bad caffeine decisions and didn’t have anything else to do. And I like the protagonist! He’s the right combination of decent guy + super chilled out after 3000 years of life + kind of an asshole, but in a low-key very chill way. And he’s on his first adventure, with this plucky young man, who’s VERY clearly the poorly-disguised son of this nation’s shitty king! Maybe this will be a bi harem? Have I ever read a bi harem novel? I deserve a bi harem novel!

Yeah, then they fall off a cliff, and Bai Qiuran catches the guy and accidentally touches his chest and the dude freaks out, and Bai Qiuran is like ‘haha, you don’t need to worry, I’m only into women! You’re even flatter than I am!’

So anyways, there’s our first major lady character. And to the book/the author’s credit, Bai Qiuran doesn’t start perving on her right away once he realizes (not from her chest, which is the flattest thing to ever flat, but soon afterwards), which was at least partially a deliberate choice, because he’s got internal narration like ‘of course, he yearned to find romance etc etc., but he liked women with HUUUUGE TIDDIES, and BIG JUICY ASSES--’ and I had that cover image still fresh in my memory, and I was like GOD. DAMMIT.

So I’ll probably keep reading here and there, because I’m trying to stop my brain from chewing off its own limbs in captivity, and webnovels are one of the few things I’m apparently able to focus on consistently, and it’s not BAD, i’m just so disappointed about what it COULD have been. And let it be said that I haven’t gotten far, it might win me over, I don’t hate it. I’m just... very out of patience with compulsory heterosexuality, and this book has done Nothing to signal to me that it will do anything more nuanced than play into tired harem straightrom tropes with Classic Woman Archetypes in a setting that I find interesting, and it’s.... disappointing.

I just wanna read the 300k fixit fic for this story where Bai Qiuran has a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers with that psychopomp guy or any other interesting men lying around, while he also has to wrangle a pile of needy, clingy martial daughters. 

I still can’t speak to the quality of what I’m going to get in this book, but I’m already grieving for what could have been

#i have refined qi for 3000 years #long post/ #HEAVY. SIGH.

[chocolatequeennk]

The Full Christmas Experience, 1/3

The Doctor and Rose are on their way back to London to celebrate Christmas with Jackie. But they make a few stops along the way...

Ten x Rose, post Doomsday fixit, telepathic bond

This is part of True Things, and comes after Lesson Learned

This is for @doctorroseprompts​ 31 Days of Ficmas. This is for Day 3: Shopping.

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The Doctor moved slowly around the console, shifting each dial deliberately. Rose rolled her eyes; he was purposely stalling, and they both knew it.

Still… She stuck her tongue out slightly while she thought.

“You know what?” she asked, after making up her mind.

The Doctor looked at her hopefully, his hand stopped in midair halfway to the dematerialisation lever.

“There’s one thing we’ve forgotten—presents!”

He blinked owlishly at her. “Presents?”

Rose bit her cheek to hold back her laughter. “Yeah. I mean, if we’re gonna go to Mum’s for Christmas, we should bring presents, shouldn’t we?”

The Doctor stared at her for a few more seconds, then his face brightened and he spun away from the lever, moving back to the navigation controls.

“Right you are, Rose Tyler! And if we need Christmas presents, there’s really only one place to go: the holiday market on Noel.”

“Noel.”

“Yep!”

“There’s a planet named Christmas?”

“Well yes, but we’re going to Noel. We can visit Christmas next year.”

Rose rolled her eyes. “All right, fine. Tell me more about Noel,” she said.

The Doctor finished setting their new coordinates and then shoved the lever into place. Holiday music started playing as the TARDIS shifted into the Vortex.

“Noel was settled in the 34th century.” He hopped up on the jump seat with Rose and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. “A group of human explorers landed on Christmas Day, and for some reason beknownst only to them, they decided to name it after the date.”

“Like Easter Island,” Rose interjected.

“Exactly,” he agreed. “Anyway, they didn’t really intend to become a holiday destination, but with a name like that, it’s hard to avoid. Eventually, after two centuries, they quit fighting the inevitable. Now, the entire planet becomes a massive Christmas market during the winter.”

Rose raised an eyebrow. “Unless their star system is different than ours, the entire planet doesn’t experience winter at the same time,” she pointed out.”

He rolled his eyes. “All right, fine. The main city on the main continent becomes a massive Christmas market during the winter months.” He huffed. “That just doesn’t sound nearly as dramatic.”

Rose laughed, just as the TARDIS wheezed and dropped them onto Noel with a gentle thud. “Come on, I think this is going to plenty impressive, even if it isn’t a planet-wide market.”

She hopped off the seat and wrapped her scarf around her neck. The Doctor darted past her and opened the door for her.

Rose started smiling when she heard the merry strains of Christmas music floating into the console room. She jogged up the ramp and stopped stock still at the door.

The entire city looked like something out of a fairy tale. There were hints of a modern society if you knew where to look—hover carts, etc—but the buildings and the streets looked incredible.

Garland was strung between the buildings on the narrow street. A light dusting of snow covered the cobblestones, and the sun shone down on it, making everything glisten.

A familiar scent teased her nose, and she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Smells like cinnamon and clove,” she said, without opening her eyes.

“And apple and roasted chestnuts and mulled wine.”

Rose opened her eyes and looked at the Doctor, taking in the broad grin on his face and the way he bounced on his toes. “You think you’re so impressive,” she teased.

The Doctor had to swallow a giggle, he was feeling so giddy. He rocked back on his heels, his hands in his coat pockets. “I mean… I did bring you to the perfect Christmas market,” he said nonchalantly. “I think that’s a little impressive.”

Rose closed the door and walked towards him, her tongue teasing him from behind her teeth. He watched her, holding still as she placed her hands on the lapels of his coat.

“Maybe a little,” she allowed. “So… what’s next, Doctor?”

He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her close. A Christmas kiss, to start the day? he suggested as he bumped his nose against hers. She giggled, and he quickly shifted and pressed his lips to hers.

Rose leaned into him for a moment, but too soon for his taste, she pulled back, ending the kiss. “Come on,” she said. “We can find mistletoe later and continue. Right now I want to find out what smells so good.”

The Doctor took her hand, lacing their fingers together. “Excellent idea,” he agreed.

He watched Rose as they walked down the narrow street. She’d been impressed by her first sight of Noel, but she had yet to see the true beauty of the market.

Rose’s eyes widened as they stepped out into the open town plaza. The space was as large as Trafalgar Square, and it was absolutely packed with holiday booths and people doing their holiday shopping.

An enormous tree stood in the centre of the market, its boughs decorated with red garland and gold bows. High on top sat a star that lit up the square every night.

On the town hall stairs, a small group of carollers were singing. Shoppers rushed by, but no matter how hurried they were, every one of them stopped to drop a few coins in the bucket placed on the street in front of them.

“Doctor, this is…” Rose turned in a slow circle, trying to take it all in.

The Doctor let her soak it in, then tugged on her hand. “Come on, food is this way.”

They followed their noses and were very soon standing in line at a concessions booth selling pastries.

Soon they were walking away from the stand, pastries in hand. “This is amazing,” Rose said around a mouthful of food. “Is it apple, or something like apple?”

The Doctor took a bite of his own pumpkin scone and hummed before answering. “Close enough to not make a difference,” he answered once he’d swallowed.

While they ate their pastries, they did a full circuit of the market. The Doctor was surprised when Rose grabbed his hand and pulled him in a very determined direction as soon as their pastries were done.

“Come on,” she told him, sensing his confusion. “I saw some places I wanna check out.”

He understood then; Rose had paid attention to the shops and booths as they’d walked and made a mental map of the path she wanted to take.

The market was busy, but Rose wove her way in and out of the crowd, intent on returning to the clothing booth she’d spotted. Several sellers tried to catch her attention, but she didn’t stop.

“I thought we might find something for Mum here,” she told the Doctor when they reached the booth.

The Doctor reached out and touched one of the tops, and nodded approvingly. “Excellent idea.”

“May I ask who you’re buying for?” the vendor asked.

Rose smiled at her. “I need a Christmas present for my mum. Do you have anything that might be especially appropriate for someone living in a city where it rains all the time?”

The seller brightened. “Of course!” She walked straight to a rack of jackets and coats. “These are all 100% waterproof,” she told them.

“Oh!” Rose walked over and looked at the jackets. “They’re pretty, too.”

“Thank you. My family makes them.”

Rose felt the Doctor come up behind her. He reached around her and touched one of the jackets. “Is it rezista?” he asked.

“Yes, it is.” The woman raised an eyebrow. “You’re more familiar with our native fibres than most visitors.”

The Doctor flashed her a winning smile. “Well, when a world has a truly waterproof fabric, that’s pretty appealing to travellers,” he pointed out.

Rose tuned them out for the most part, browsing through the rack of jackets looking for one she thought Jackie would like. There were some that appealed to her, with sleek, slim lines etc etc. But she knew her mum—if she offered anything with a style too different from her own, Jackie would get upset and think she was trying to change her.

When she got to the last item on the rack and still hadn’t found anything she thought Jackie would like, she sighed. The shopkeeper, attuned to the sound of a disappointed customer, turned immediately.

“I have a few other items that I haven’t put out, plus some of last year’s items that didn’t sell,” she said. “Would you like to see those?”

Rose bit her lip. There was nothing on this rack to indicate that the shop had anything that would appeal to Jackie, but she really didn’t want to walk away empty handed.

“Yeah, all right.”

The woman nodded and hurried to the back of the booth. Meanwhile, the Doctor moved closer and wrapped an arm loosely around her waist.

Nothing that you think Jackie would like? He asked.

Nah, everything so far would make her rant about airs and graces again, and how living on the Estate was always good enough before and why did we need to change?

The Doctor grimaced; he’d overheard that argument more than once since meeting Rose. It never made any sense to him that a parent wouldn’t want their child to have a better life than they’d had. But, he supposed it was the implication that the old life hadn’t been good enough that grated.

He felt Rose tense slightly when the saleslady came back with an armful of coats. “Here we are,” she said, draping them over her table.

The Doctor and Rose both spotted the right one immediately.

“That one,” he said, pointing to the puffy jacket.

“Yeah, definitely,” Rose agreed.

The woman smiled. “I can give you a discount on this coat,” she said. “This is the one I spoke of, the style we tried last year that no one seemed to be interested in.” She set the coat aside. “Is there anything else you would like?”

Despite knowing it was a sales tactic, the Doctor still felt interested in looking around the shop some more. The benevolent gesture of the discount had done its work once again.

“What about you, love?” He gestured at the coat and warm tops. “You don’t really have a good coat to wear in the rain.”

Rose rolled her eyes. A raincoat would be more helpful if we knew it was going to be raining when we left the TARDIS, she pointed out.

The Doctor tugged on his ear. It was true that most times when they got caught in bad weather, it was because their landing had gone a bit south. Or north, or early, or late… Anyway. If they landed when he expected, they rarely ran into foul weather.

Still…

I can keep it in my coat pocket, he reminded her. Stashed away for a rainy day.

Rose rolled her eyes again at his ridiculous pun, but she did move back to the first rack of jackets. The Doctor wasn’t surprised when she pulled one out without needing to browse the rack again. The deep blue, knee length coat had caught her eyes when she’d looked the first time.

“We’ll take these,” he told the shopkeeper, handing over their credit stick.

Two minutes later, they were leaving the shop with a bulky package in hand. Without needing to consult each other, they wordlessly went back to the TARDIS to drop them off.

“All right, what’s next?” Rose asked the Doctor.

“Don’t you have other shops you want to check out?” he asked.

“Well yeah, but why don’t we just roam for a bit? See if something catches our eye.” She winked at him. “See if maybe there’s some kind of dangerous alien activity that needs our intervention.”

The Doctor pouted. “This trip has been perfectly—”

Rose slapped her hand over his mouth, muffling the rest of his words. “Don’t you dare,” she said, laughter in her words. “Don’t you dare jinx us like that.”

She felt his lips move, but the sound was still muffled. With one more warning glare, she pulled her hand back.

“Fiiiiiine,” he said, with an exaggerated pout. “Let’s go walk through the market and see if we can find any nefarious aliens looking to overturn the holiday fun.”

Rose nodded once, sharply. “Better.”

She slid her hand through the Doctor’s arm as they walked back to the main part of the market. There were a few other booths she wanted to explore, but honestly it was enough to just be here, on this magical planet, exploring it with her Doctor.

The Doctor hummed when he picked up on that thought, and a moment later, he let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist instead, pulling in close.

I love you, he told her as he brushed his lips over her temple.

Love you too.

They stopped in front of the city hall again and watched the new group of musicians. This time, it was a brass ensemble. Thankfully, they weren’t dressed as Santas. Rose didn’t think she could have stood there watching a group of trombone playing Santas.

The Doctor laughed. “Quite right,” he agreed.

She pressed her tongue to the back of her teeth. The Santas had brought back another memory from the previous year.

“Could we take Mum a new tree?” she asked. “I mean, she thought we sent her a new tree last year—that’s why she accepted it.”

“And you’re thinking that maybe she’d actually appreciate a new tree?” the Doctor said.

Rose nodded. “She’s had hers since I was… God, I don’t even know. Since I was a kid,” she said. “Maybe she’d like something new.”

The Doctor looked down at her, and Rose bit her lip to hide her excitement. He had a plan.

“Is she set on having an artificial tree, or would she maybe be interested in a real tree?” he asked.

Rose put her hands over her mouth. “We never had a real tree,” she said. “I always wanted one, but we never could.”

He nodded. “There’s a Christmas tree farm outside of town. We can go later this afternoon, or maybe tomorrow if we end up spending the whole day shopping.”

Rose clapped her hands. “That would be amazing. Thank you, Doctor.”

Shouts of laughter drew their attention to the large park that ran along one side of the market square. “Come on,” Rose said, pulling the Doctor in that direction. “That sounds like something I want to be involved in.”

As they wound their way through the park, Rose noticed the wide swaths of pristine snow covering the ground. Tall evergreen trees towered over the park, their branches weighed down with snow.

“It’s like something off one of those old Christmas cards,” she said.

The Doctor nodded. “It’ll nearly be like a picture print by Currier and Ives,” he sang.

“These wonderful things are the things we’ll remember all through our lives,” Rose replied.

The Doctor grinned at her. Despite the cold, his hearts were warm as he walked through the park with his wife. As far as ideas went, this was one of… He paused. One of Rose’s better ones.

They drew to a halt suddenly when a snowball whizzed by them. The Doctor looked around and realised they’d walked right into the middle of a snowball fight.

“Mind if we join in?” he called out.

A second later, a snowball hit him on the shoulder. The buzz of giddy amusement and exhilaration he felt over the bond told him exactly who had thrown it.

“Oh, you will regret that Rose Tyler,” he growled as he spun around.

But Rose wasn’t standing next to him anymore. He spotted her red coat disappearing into the trees and took chase. Snowballs flew through the air all around him, but he ignored the rest of the party.

Another snowball flew out of nowhere, and the Doctor only missed it by ducking and rolling. Rose laughed, and he leapt to his feet and chased after her as she ran from one cover to another.

Rose darted from one tree to another, trying to hold back her breathless laughter. She could feel the constant tug on the bond as the Doctor used it to keep track of where she was. However, that advantage worked both ways, and she was easily able to stay one step ahead of him.

But skulking in the bushes wasn’t really her style. A large snow fort stood on the opposite side of the clearing, and Rose was itching to reach it.

She peered around her tree, looking in both directions. At the same time, she tried to pull back from the bond as much as possible, hoping it would temporarily make it harder for him to find her.

And then she ran. Halfway across the clearing, she heard a familiar shout and footsteps crunching through the snow. She stretched her legs, trying to run just a little bit faster, but about ten feet from the fort, the Doctor slammed into her from the side, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her to the ground.

Rose rolled, trying to get out of his hold, but the Doctor rolled with her, pinning her to the ground every time. “Gotcha,” he growled.

The rough voice sent a shiver down her spine that had nothing to do with the snow going down her back. “Yeah, you do,” she said breathlessly. “What are you going to do about it?”

The Doctor didn’t need any other invitation. He swooped down and pressed his lips to hers.

Rose sighed and tilted her head, letting him deepen the kiss. It might be cold and wet, but there was still no place she would rather be at that moment than on her back in the snow with the Doctor kissing her.

Finally, though, the jeers of the kids around them penetrated their private world. The Doctor pulled back and smirked down at Rose. “I suppose we’ve given them enough of a show.” He rocked back on his knees, then jumped to his feet.

Rose accepted the hand he offered and let him pull her up. She shivered when the air hit her wet back.

“I wish I was wearing that waterproof coat right now,” she said, rubbing her hands briskly over her arms. “I hate to take time to go change, but I think we need to.”

The Doctor shook his head and twirled his sonic screwdriver around his fingers. “Nah, I can dry us off in a jiffy,” he said.

Rose sighed in relief. “Come on, let’s get out of the way first.”

The Doctor nodded, and they walked away from the main snowball fight back to the path that led around the park. Once they were no longer in danger of being smacked in the face with an errant snowball, he stopped walking and started waving the sonic round her in circles.

“The sonic is creating molecule excitation,” he explained. “The water molecules in your coat are vibrating in tune to the frequency of sonic waves, and that’s causing them to evaporate.”

Rose sighed when he was done. Before he could start waving the sonic over himself, Rose took the device from him. “Like this, yeah?” she said, waving it over him in slow passes.

She was fascinated by the steam rising out of the brown wool coat. “That is amazing,” she murmured.

“Faster than a laundrette,” the Doctor said as he turned around to face her.

Rose laughed and finished drying him off. “Much,” she agreed. The Doctor took the sonic back and offered his hand, and they strolled through the park the way they’d come.

They were almost to the entrance of the park when Rose started shivering. Even though the Doctor had dried them off with the sonic, now that she wasn’t running across the park trying to avoid being hit by a snowball, she could feel how cold it was.

The Doctor pulled her close. “Come on,” he said. “It’s time for some Christmas cheer.”

Rose hummed her agreement. Some kind of hot beverage was exactly what the Doctor ordered at this point.

Thankfully, the beverage stand was one of the few that was completely enclosed. Rose sighed in delight when they stepped out of the cold wind. They still had to wait in line, but even that just gave them a chance to warm up.

“What do you want?” The Doctor pointed at the menu on the wall behind the person selling drinks.

Mulled wine was the first item on the list, and Rose almost selected it without looking further. She kept going though, reading past the various hot chocolates, coffees, and hot toddies.

The last item on the list caught her fancy. “Hot buttered rum,” she told him.

“Ooh, I like that. I haven’t had that in… er, ages,” he said.

Rose giggled. Well done, she told him. Not spouting out that you’re well over a thousand years old.

The Doctor tugged on his ear. “Welllll…” he said.

They finally reached the front of the line, and the Doctor placed their order. A few minutes later, they were walking out of the shop holding steaming mugs of hot buttered rum.

“I like that it comes in a mug,” Rose commented. “It’s like a little souvenir of this trip.”

She brought the mug up to her nose and sniffed. “Smells all warm and rich and spicy,” she said.

The Doctor took a big swallow of his drink and somehow managed to swallow it even though it was still steaming. “It’s delicious,” he said.

Rose grabbed his tie and tugged him down for a kiss. The Doctor flailed slightly, but managed to keep his mug upright while she snogged him thoroughly.

When she stepped back and straightened his tie, he gaped down at her. “Not that I’m complaining, but what was that for?”

Rose looked up at him through her eyelashes. “You had a moustache,” she explained. “I was just helping.” It sounded very innocent, but the way the tip of her tongue showed through her smile suggested otherwise.

The Doctor chuckled. “Well, feel free to kiss anything else off of me.”

It was a sentence that only six months ago would have made them both blush and start stammering explanations. Today, he leaned into the innuendo, using their bond to offer a whole host of suggestions.

Rose sucked in a breath, but somehow managed to speak. “I’ll keep that in mind,” she said, her voice almost even.

Then she immediately took a sip of her own drink. “Oh, this is divine,” she moaned, licking the foam off her upper lip.

“The perfect thing to warm you up from the inside out,” the Doctor agreed.

The sun was low in the sky as they circled the market another time, drinking their hot buttered rum. There was one kind of shop Rose hadn’t found yet, much to her surprise. Finally, just as the sun was setting, she found it—a large shop specialising in Christmas decorations.

“I wanna get Mum an ornament or something,” she told the Doctor when she slowed to a stop. “Maybe something with the planet name on it? It’d be fun for her to have something that represents our travels, and no one else would bat an eyelash.”

The Doctor agreed, and they ducked into the packed store.

Unlike the first booth, here the salesperson left them alone to browse. Rose felt herself relax. It was a cultural thing, but even after years travelling with the Doctor, she wasn’t used to the overly helpful salesperson.

Left alone to browse, she slowly wandered the store, handing things to the Doctor as she found them.

“This is beautiful,” she said, carefully taking the delicate ornament off the tree. She held it for a moment before she noticed something different. “Doctor?”

He smiled. “Yep! Futuristic snow globes don’t need to be shaken for the snow to… snow. That ornament will constantly show snow falling, whether someone touches it or not.”

“I love it.”

oOoOo

It was dark when they left the shop. The market hadn’t slowed down; if anything the crowds had gotten thicker. “What are they all here for?” she said.

The Doctor took her hand and led her to the edge of the square. “Just watch,” he said.

Rose stared out at the plaza, trying to understand what she was watching for. Then she saw a light. First one, then a second. Then after that, dozens of lights floated up from the square.

“What are they?” Rose whispered.

“Remembrance lanterns,” he said, just as softly. “Every year, the city gathers on the third day of the festival to celebrate those who have been lost in the last year. The families make their own lanterns and bring them to the square on this day. The holiday lights are dimmed, and the lanterns are lit and released to the sky.”

Rose’s breath caught as she watched the spectacle. It was beautiful before; knowing what it symbolised made it absolutely stunning.

“I’m glad I don’t need to let one go,” she said, the words escaping her before she really thought them through. “I could set one off for Mickey, I suppose. It hurt to lose him. But it doesn’t hurt nearly as much as losing Mum would. And…” She bit her lip. “And sometimes I can’t help but remember that we almost lost each other.”

The Doctor shivered and pulled Rose close. The way the timelines had been pulling, trying to get Rose to leave him, he suspected that had been the primary timeline. But they had changed things. Jackie had changed things. And that’s why they could all be together.

“Happy Christmas, Doctor.”

“Happy Christmas, Rose.”

#ficandchips #ten x rose #fic by Nancy #doctorroseprompts #31 days of ficmas #telepathic bond #married couple #in which the Doctor and Rose take a little detour on the way to Jackie's #and have some Christmas fun along the way #look! #i am catching up on Ficmas!

[digitalcomfortspot]

Hiya😊 I am sorry you are bot feeling great at the moment ://, honestly, same.

So I got some questions, if that's ok with you. Do you like to imagine you (or s/i) in your f/os source material or them here? Or just totally different reality? Do you have favourite AUs? Comfort AUs? Do you think you would survive without you f/os in their source material? 😄

And maybe a little throwback christmas question? How would you spent christmas with them? Would you bake some christmas cookies together? Decorate the christmas tree together? Do they even celebrate christmas, maybe other holiday? Amd would you get a new year's kiss?😉

Overall, I hope you'll feel better soon! Take care, things will get better. Hope you're somewhere safe💙

This will be a very long post, but to address the most important stuff first, yes, I am safe. I am lucky enough to live in a safe house, with people who care, and to have shelter. I'm also not the most targeted minority during what's going on. While I am safe, I hope others are being safe too. On my main blog I'm boosting all I can.

But here, I need respite. So thank you for asking this. Prepare for a looooong post.

1. Do you like to imagine your s/is in your f/os source material?

Short answer, yes. Longer answer, kind of. I generally make the situation more domestic and safe if the universe itself tends to be dangerous, but sometimes I do directly insert s/is into the situation at hand to make things better for my f/os, ESPECIALLY my familial kid f/os. I don't talk about them a lot but I adopt a lot of younger characters as siblings or kids bc while I dont want any kids irl, makes me feel good to know an adult could have helped them.

2. Do you have favorite AUs? Comfort AUs?

Generally, AUs aren't something I dwell on a lot. But for certain series like Hollow Knight, sometimes a human AU makes sense. Generally the one I use the most is the good ol fixit AU- where everyone's fine at the end of the day. No one I love is dead. People heal from trauma. That kind of thing.

3. Do you think you would survive without your f/os in the source material?

Lmao probably not. I could learn to fight if necessary, but generally, my emotional state is wild and unpredictable. Too much stress actually causes me to fall physically ill, like, upset stomach, runny nose, chills and fever ill. I can survive adversity, but in a very passive way.

4. Christmas with the f/os? New years?

Christmas for me has some huge traditions that I love and wanna carry with me when I leave home. Baking cookies is good, but my specific traditions have to do with the ornaments and tree. We always do an ornament exchange every year, so that by the time we move out on our own, we have a collection to put on our own trees. And we always decorate while eating boxed chocolates. Don't know why that's the tradition, but it works.

Not all my f/os celebrate christmas, but I would be happy to dial it down for them, or celebrate what they celebrate, too. Eve, for example, is Jewish! I've been attempting to learn more about Hannukah and Jewish holidays and lifestyles to understand her. I would definitely celebrate that with her if invited to! Then theres others, like ENA, who I'm not sure celebrates any holidays at all. I'd adjust my festivities accordingly, to make everyone comfy.

Thank you for the questions. I really do appreciate it a lot. I'll send in some asks in return!

#asks #thank you

[yibo-wang]

Idk if you got an ask before cause tumblr messes stuff up but can you rec some cql/mdzs fanfics?

hello anon! sadly i didn’t get any other ask regarding that, but sure thing! 

(although, fair warning i haven’t read a lot of fics since i recently started getting back to it. I’ll add the summary too just so yo’ll get a better idea and not mybiased opinion lol.)

1. The Simplest Way Forward by harriet_vane (AU)

It’s a really unfortunate thing, developing a crush on your husband. Wei Ying had assumed this would be easy. Lan Zhan had been so icy and unpleasant to him, it had never occurred to him that he might end up spending the next however many years with this dumb, burning feeling in his chest whenever he looks at him. “Okay,” says Wei Ying. “But tell me if I…if the pretending gets to be too hard, okay?” “It will not,” says Lan Zhan, quietly certain.

(This was one of the first fics i read and i loved it. Wei Wuxian being an oblivious dork is something I’ve really grown fond of. Pair that up with Wangxian being parents to A Yuan and being pretend husbands and that’t just a way to my heart)

2. Your heart, two doors by downficklish (AU)

It begins with a stray clementine, half-peeled and trailing rind, rounding the corner and rolling down the hallway. Lan Zhan has just stepped into the lobby of the apartment complex, grateful for the reprieve from the heat. He blinks, bemused, and watches as the clementine rolls to a stop just behind him.

Lan Zhan and Wei Ying start off as neighbours but soon find themselves fitting into the spaces in each other's lives like they were meant to be there all along. 

(The clemintine fic is yet another one which is my favorite. Again it’s Wangxian being parents to Lan Yuan and it’t just pure domestic vibes with WWX being oblivious to Lan Wangji’s feelings for him.)

3. A stone to break your soul, a song to save it by rikke (Canon divergent)

When the entire cultivation world turns against Wei Wuxian, Jiang Cheng comes up with a plan to save him and arranges a marriage between his brother and the Second Jade of Lan, Lan Wangji.

(I think this was the first wangxian fanfic i read and it was comparatively longer than the rest I’ve read so far. I think the summary covers it and i don’t wanna spoil it by saying anything further)

4. The Absolutely True Story of the Yiling Patriarch: A Manifesto in Many Parts by aubreyli (Post Canon fixit)

Wei Wuxian’s hand jolts, spilling a drop of wine onto the tabletop. “Love?” he croaks, then clears his throat and tries again. “Lan Zh— uh, Hanguang-jun, in love?”

“Have you not heard the story?” the other young woman asks, looking pitying. “You must, it is a truly heartrending tale of star-crossed romance and mutual pining — go to any storyhouse in town, everyone has been requesting a reading of this book.”

“There’s a book?” Wei Wuxian says blankly.

(This one was fun read! It follows the cql verse, how wei wuxian and lan zhan part ways; wwx going on his own journey and lwj fulfilling his duty as the next chief cultivator. Also my favorite junior squad intervenes because they just want their dads to be together) 

5. The Light That Fails to Dim by glowingreverie ( AU- canon divergent) 

In which Jiang Fengmian is unaware of what happened to Wei Wuxian's parents and Nie Mingjue takes him in and the story continues from there...

( This is the current fic im reading and i was mistaken above, cause this one is definitely the longest fic. I love the author’s take on how different wei wuxian would be if he was adopted by Nie MIngjue instead. It’s sorta canon compliant but you can guess how much considering the starting would be completely different. i love how jian cheng and wei wuxian become close (practically brothers) despite the fact that they didn’t grow up together. i didn’t wanna recommend a fic until i finished it myself but i’m loving this so far. side note i love lxc constantly teasing lan zhan in his own ways.)

6. grow  by  cafecliche

“Okay,” Jingyi says, as Sizhui puzzles this out aloud. “Okay! So the demon has been turning its victims into children.”

“I think so,” Sizhui says.

“To make them easier prey,” Jingyi says.

“Yes,” Sizhui says.

“So—” Jingyi’s voice cracks here, “this kid is Senior Wei.”

Wei Wuxian, still tangled in his own massive robes, blinks politely at them.

(Or: Wei Wuxian is cursed on a night-hunt, and the junior quartet rapidly finds themselves in over their heads.)

(14k words of baby!wwx and the chaotic junior squad taking care of him. light angst though because wwx didn’t have a happy childhood. Hanguang jun is very good with kids)

7. SanRen by Kyogre (AU)

Leaving YunmengJiang in an effort to curb the tensions in the Jiang family, Wei WuXian becomes a rogue cultivator. Even without the support of a sect, he is a rare genius whose name will become known across the cultivation world and whose techniques will influence the course of a war. However, what influences his own fate is a chance meeting that becomes the first step toward love.

(I think this was the fic i was most excited to read because the idea of WWX not belonging to any sect and becoming a rouge cultivator seems so neat to me. In his own words, “I like being everyone's weird uncle that pops up anywhere, anytime!”  i really like that too lol) 

8. You, Asleep and Dreaming by etymologyplaygroundSummary: (post canon)

Wei Wuxian chuckles and starts pushing Lan Wangji's outer robes off his shoulders.

"Poor Lan Zhan, subject to such earthly miseries. You must be exhausted, come to bed, come to bed."

"Mm," Lan Wangji says. He raises his arms so that Wei Wuxian can keep undressing him.

His clothes will end up on the floor, but no matter. Wei Wuxian's deft hands at his belts are worth wrinkled robes.

"... Goodness, Hanguang-Jun, you wear too many damned layers," Wei Wuxian tells him after a while. "Would it kill you to stop after a reasonable five?"

(ik it sounds like something else but i love this cause it’s just wangxian being soft and intimate and just cuddling. so much fluff!)

9. The (Several) Convenient Kidnappings of the Chief Cultivator by the Yiling Patriarch by misscam

“Yes, Clan Leader Jiang. It is most regrettable, but the Yiling Patriarch has once again kidnapped His Excellency. However, we have every confidence in His Excellency’s safe eventual return.”

“Of course you do,” Jiang Cheng says bitterly. “You get a more agreeable Chief Cultivator, and everyone is happy, right? You are all so happy the Yiling Patriarch kidnaps the Chief Cultivator on a regular basis. How can you not delight in the fact that Wei Wuxian has no shame and is revered for it? Aren’t you all thrilled, thrilled, that Lan Wangji is such good friends with Wei Wuxian that they spend so many friendly nights together and His Excellency returns like a lovesick fool afterwards and is so conveniently more agreeable?”

“…”

“I hate you all,” Jiang Cheng declares and stomps off.

(it was three am, i needed some humor)

10. since then i am because you are sarahyyy

Lan Wangji nods. “If you must marry,” he says again, “don’t let it be with anyone else.”

“I don’t think you understand the concept of marriage, Lan Zhan,” Wei Wuxian says with a smile. “I don’t think I can marry myself.” He lets out a laugh at the thought, before Lan Wangji’s words click in his head. 

“Unless you mean…”Lan Wangji holds his gaze.“Jiang Cheng?” Wei Wuxian asks incredulously.

(my dumb child wwx is kinda lacking a braincell if you can see. lan zhan and i still love him though.)

11. How Wei Ying Went from Oblivious Idiot to Shameless Boyfriend in Three Days by misscam

“If you give him some relationship advice and I help him with flirting, we’ll get Lan Zhan his heart’s desire in no time!” Wei Wuxian says boldly, and Lan Xichen rubs his temples as if he’s having a headache. “What?”

“… I have offered him relationship advice,” Lan Xichen says finally, slowly, giving Wei Wuxian a look. “I believe the object of his affections is oblivious to his feelings despite numerous gestures.”

“What an idiot,” Wei Wuxian declares, and Lan Xichen looks downright pained. “Don’t worry, Lan Xichen, between your good advice and my excellent tutoring, we’ll make certain Lan Zhan’s affections will be clear to even the most oblivious.”

“… I certainly hope so,” Lan Xichen says after a moment, looking down at the counter and sighing.

(Okay i’m pretty sure you all have noticed that i like my wei ying oblivious as hell lmao)

12. Close Your Soft Eye stimetoboldlygo

When Lan Wangji woke, the first thing he noticed was the slip of paper, folded and tucked between his index and middle fingers, not Wei Wuxian’s absence. His fingers trembled as he unfurled the paper. A donkey with a little smile beamed down at him.

(domestic wangxian)

13. With Absolute Splendor by Lise

“If you’re going to get married,” Jiang Cheng ground out, “then you’re going to damn well get married at Lotus Pier.”

Wei Wuxian blinked once. Again. Then: “what?”

Or: the one with sibling reconciliation, brother-in-laws from hell, and Jiang Cheng trying to sort through his feelings while

(gimme all the jc wwx reconcillation fics please. the last two lines just hits the fav trope mark on the head.)

14. but love is impossible & it goes on despite the impossible by gaystcr

Jiang Cheng is planning on avoiding Wei Wuxian after things blow over, but life has a way of fucking plans up, and so Wei Wuxian comes to tell him that he's getting married to Lan Wangji. By throwing himself into half-planning a wedding and having conversations with his nephew(s) and other members of Wei Wuxian's found family, Jiang Cheng navigates through his complicated feelings and realises that something new can be built with his brother, and that he is far less alone than he had thought.

(How can i mention JC WWX fanfic and not recommend this gem. The way rahul just understands them and can put all the feelings in words, is amazing!) 

15. stir things apart by azurewaxwing

In which Wei Wuxian comes back to the University of Gusu School of Theatre program thirteen years after dropping out, and lands the starring role in Lan Wangji’s production of Tom Stoppard’s Arcadia. Also, Lan Jingyi is the world’s best stage manager.

(Another one that i loved alot. I love a good au with canon compliant characterization. Considering this is the author’s first fanfic, it’s beyong wonderful and i just love it alot!)

16. green the ground below by azurewaxwing

“You and Lan Zhan have been” — Wen Qing twines her hands together in a vague approximation of two people kissing — “for weeks now. I have not been forced to listen to my best friend talk, ad nauseam — literally, it is nauseating — about how great you are and how much he likes kissing you, for you to come out here and claim to be single.”

“But he said … he said he was seeing someone.”

“He was talking about you, Wei Ying. He’s dating you.”

In which Wei Ying is even more oblivious than usual.

(another one by the same author. and it features oblivious wei ying (really surprising aamna). but it was a good, short read. i did enjoy it. ft grumpy lan Qiren)

Okay i think these are enough for now. i’ll try to keep this updated though. i hope you enjoy these fics as much as i did! (for someone who said they’ve barely read any fics i realise these are a lot and i didn’t even realise lol

#please show all the authors love by commenting and leaving kudos #cql fic rec #the untamed #fanfics #wangxian #lan zhan x wei wuxian #aamna recs #lan yuan #let's chat!

[anon-e-miss]

Broken Vows 3

“I’m calling security!” The nurse said, sharply. Jazz did not know who the nurse was threatening, him or Froid but he agreed with the bot’s call.

“Call Ratch in too,” he said. “He’s gonna wanna make sure this creep didn’t make scrap outta Prowl’s processor.”

Froid looked like a thief caught in the act. His gold optic were glowing several watts too bright as he looked about for some way out. Jazz stood in the doorway, insuring he could not escape. There was no question Prowl would not have approved of his presence. The Praxian’s feelings towards mnemosurgery was mixed. As a metaforensics aid, he saw and had used the tool to further investigations. But as a medical treatment, he considered it archaic, and ripe to be abused. Having emerged with his glitch, Prowl had spent his formative vorns in the care of a dozen or more different specialists, poked and prodded, even vivisected as they tried to resolve his defect eaving him suspicious of the medical field at the best of time. Jazz had not be so suspicious. He had seen this mnemosurgeon several times after problematic missions. It had been Spec Ops procedure. After spending time in Meltdown’s care, Jazz had learned that removing a traumatic memory did not remove the trauma but made it harder to process and move past. He had not considered the ramifications of having memory after memory spliced out of his memory banks until learning how poke pocked his processor was. Meltdown had even raised the question of if Froid had really limited himself to removing troubling memories.

“Jazz?” Ironhide asked as he stepped up behind him, at the head of a security team.

“Caught this fragger tryin’ to Shadowplay Prowl,”Jazz explained. “Had the door locked. Makes me think Ratch didn’t approve his “treatment”.”

“I did not,” Ratchet snarled. “Ironhide, get him out of my medbay.”

“Step aside Jazz, I can’t let ya scrap him,” the gunner ordered. With an ugly curse, Jazz did as he was told.

The fear in Froid’s optics when Ironhide lumbered in and wrenched him from Prowl’s room. Jazz stared at him, imagining what he might do to Froid if only he had a bream alone with him. No one needed to tell Jazz that he would not be leading any interrogation. The Security Division would take care of that. He did not have to like it, but Jazz let Ironhide dragged the mnemosurgeon off. As soon as they had gone though, and Ratchet had raised to Prowl’s berthside, Jazz realized he preferred to remain where he was. It would not have been possible to detachment himself for the interrogation, and slaughtering an Autobot, even a treacherous creep would not go over well. Murdering Froid would be a mistake anyways, at least until they found out what the frag he had hoped to accomplish. As Ratchet examined Prowl, Jazz hung back in the doorway and watched. When the medic sighed and sagged his shoulder, Jazz finally relaxed.

“Looks like your timing was perfect. What in the Pit could that slagsucker have been after.”

“Don’t know. Ratchet never liked ‘m. Never stayed in the same room. He didn’t want me seein’ Froid even though it was Spec Ops policy.”

“Do you think he was wrong?”

“Nah. I figure Prowl was on to something. Sometimes I wonder if I didn’t just crack on my own, or if I got nudged there. But maybe ‘m just lookin’ for someone to blame.”

“Maybe you should look in to that. There was a lot of questionable slag goin’ on in your department, and Cybertron in general under Sentinel.”

“Can’t say ‘m interested in lettin’ anyone else’s needles near my helm.”

“I can’t say I blame you.”

From his cot next his his origin’s berth, the newling stirred. He made no sound, but his bedding rustled as he kicked his peds and fluttered his doorwings. When Jazz lived him up, the bitlet made a face. There was no doubt, in Jazz’s processor, that this little one just wanted his origin. They had managed to get him to drink from a sippy cube, but the process was long, and miserable for all involved. It came as no surprise that Prowl had fuelled his newling from his frame. It was beneficial to procreator and creation, both for immunity and for the bond. Either procreator could care for their creation this way. But triggering the code that controlled energon production in the frame could be tricky if you had not carried, so it was generally left to the originator to provide their newling with the fuel from the their frame. Sometimes even origins could not produce sufficient, nutritious energon for their creation, and that was where the refined sparkling grade was so important. A fuelled newling was what matter. Too bad this bitlet did not agree with that last point.

“Sit down,” Ratchet said. “He’s going to be ravenous, and it might take you four joors to get him to take his fill.”

“He just wants Prowl.”

“I decided to start his surgeries this ‘cycle,” the medic declared as he prepared the newling’s fuel.

“I thought ya wanted his self-repairs up.”

“They are up. They could be better. If I continue with his infusions, there shouldn’t be any complications. Your mechling’s processor activity jumped up over the dark-cycle. I think he’s going to come online in the next mega-cycle or two. It’ll be better for both of them if their origin was online to help care for them, sooner rather than later.”

“I dig it.”

Jazz was not going to argue with Ratchet. He longed to see Prowl’s optics light up, and to hear him speak. Even if that speech might end up being an icy rebuke. It would be better for the newling, he thought, to be in his origin’s arms. Fixit had explained in succinctly. Pre-language the bitlet’s trauma could not be addressed through counselling. The best therapies, were not therapies. They were familiarity, comfort, protection, and patience. No one but Prowl would be able to fulfill this role for the bitlet. Smokescreen... Jazz had no real clue how his mechling would respond after onlining. The odds were against him coming out of all of this unharmed. He would want in origin too. Jazz was, after all just a stranger with whom he shared code.

“I know Bitty, this ain’t ya favourite but ain’t it better than an empty tank?” Jazz cooed as he tried to get the newling to take the fuel. The bitlet absolutely refused. “Ya want y’re origin. Don’t ya bitty? I don’t blame ya. Why don’t we try somethin’ a little different.”

Turning the newling away from him, and taking care not to pinch the bitlet’s doorwings, Jazz positioned the little one so that he was looking out, and could see his originator. He felt the newling’s little engine slow its rumbling. When Jazz offered the bitlet the fuel now, he latched to the nozzle, and drank. It was not a stroke of brilliance but a memory. Despite their unconventional business, Punch, Sprocket and Rumbler had raised their twin creations in a warm and loving home. At the dinner table they had told stories, not just of lucky escapes and clever tricks, but of the antics of their creations from their earliest of vorns. According to their procreators, Jazz had been a sweet and mellow newling, Ricochet on the other servo had curated a temper and stubborn streak. Ricochet was happy to fuel from their originator but when Punch had to be gone for work, he had made their progenitors’ lives a living Pit. During one restless and frustrating dark-cycle, Ricochet had wriggled around in Sprocket’s arms and taken his cube and drunk while staring out at the room. Jazz smiled, remembering the story, and he thanked his progenitor for the inspiration.

“There ya go. Y’re a sweetspark ain’t ya? Yeah, ya are.”

“That’s different,” Fixit said as he entered the treatment room. He glanced at the bisected lock. Jazz shrugged.

“Ratch fill ya in?”

“He did. ‘M gonna take a look at the mechlings’ ‘n make sure he didn’t try slag on’em.”

“I didn’t even think o’ it,” Jazz swallowed a curse.

“Just a precaution,” the medic replied. “The bitlet looks happy. That’s a clever trick.”

“Somethin’ my ‘Tor did wit my twin when Origin wasn’t home. I was the easy one. Up ‘til I got older ‘n got my adventurous streak.”

“‘Bout the same wit me ‘n Red Hot. They didn’t know what to do wit me. Red Hot’s took after’em, joined the enforcers. I went to med school in Iacon ‘n didn’t go back. Didn’t want to pay my debt to our patron that paid my tuition.”

“They still in Polihex?”

“Red Hot got out. He’s on the security beat here now. They got ‘caught up in the turf wars ‘round the time Straxus made good.”

“Like mine.”

“Y’re twin make it?”

“He’s somewhere. That’s enough.”

“I hear ya... Smokescreen’s good. Processor activity’s up again. ‘M thinkin’ it’s gonna be this ‘cycle, joors maybe. Can’t know what help he’s gonna need ‘til he’s around.”

“Whate’er he needs. They need. That’ll be good. How ‘bout the bitlet?”

“Let’s see.” Fixit took the newling, whose expression changed from peaceful to startled as the medic examined him, gentle and thorough. “Yep, y’re lookin’ good too. Makin’ that face just ‘cause I gave ya a shot yester-cycle. That’s cold. Back to Jazz then lil one.”

“Prowl’ll be relieved. Eh, Bitty?”

“I got’m something. A squishie ball. Hard as Pit to find a toy for his age that don’t squeak or shriek or some scrap. I wanna avoid overstimulatin’m.”

Fixit gave the ball to the bitlet. The little one cocked his helm and rolled it over in his servos. He squished it, gnawed on it, and turned it in his servos. As he played with it, the newling smiled. Jazz and Fixit both grinned, and bitlet played on, oblivious to the joy the two grown mechs felt at the sight. Traumatic mutism, and separation anxiety aside, the newling was acting like a normal newling, and that was something to be grateful for. With patients to see in the medicentre in Iacon proper, Fixit left his juvenile patients to the care of Ratchet and his team. Jazz remained with the newling, played with him, until the little one showed signs of tiring. Even once he put the bitlet into the containment berth, Jazz remained in the room. He sat with Smokescreen, and watched and waited. The mechling did not stir. Before mid-cycle Ratchet appeared with orderlies and a gurney, and Jazz stepped aside as they transferred Prowl to the gurney for the first surgery. His spark pulsed rapidly. Prowl would be out of stasis lock in mega-cycles, even less. What was he going to say?

“Take the bitlet for a walk if he wakes up while I’m working on his origin,” Ratchet said. “As long as he can handle it. Being distracted could be good for him.”

“I can do that,” Jazz replied. “Some sun might be good for ‘m. Mind if I walk wit ya?”

“Sure.” The gruff mech shrugged and himself pushed the gurney from the treatment room and down the hall towards the O.R. “I’ll be welding his broken struts in his back this round. If it goes better than I’m expecting I may start on his servo.”

“What do ya want me to do if the bitlet freaks out?”

“If you can’t get him to settle, send someone in to tell me. I can rework my plan if I have to.”

Prowl was in good servos, the best there were in fact. His spark was strong and stable. There was no reason to fear for him. With any luck, his frame would integrate the repairs quickly, and spare him too much discomfort once he came around. He would not want to rest. Jazz doubted his former lover had changed that much, even in so many vorns. It had always been difficult to get him to stop and rest. After every crash he had wanted to get back to work. Though there was no clear work for Prowl here now, Jazz did not believe he would be content to peaceably lay in his sickberth as his frame continued to mend. The grief he would certain wake to would only inspire him to hide himself in some task. Emotion was his greatest weakness, not so much feeling it, but facing it. His fear of crashing due to his emotional cortex become overclock led him him to trying to bury whatever was troubling him. It would generally work for a while, but eventual it would erupt. He would crash. And he would spend an orn feeling like a defect because he could not help but crash. There was no way Prowl would not be overwhelmed by grief. How did Jazz help him? Was there anything that really could help?

Time. Prowl would not be able to bury that grief, it was no heavy a blow to deny. Time. It was the only medicine for so extreme a blow. Jazz turned back for the treatment room. He had messages to respond to, a department to lead, and he would do it at the mechlings’ berthside. When he saw the broken lock and latch, Jazz reminded himself that someone would need to come and replace it. Maybe Prowl and company would need to continue their recovery in a different treatment room. With the flick of his servo, the door slid open without resistance. Jazz stepped into the doorway. The containment berth was empty. No! How? He turned. Smokescreen’s medberth was empty to. How? Where could they have gone? Who could have taken them? Looking up to the cameras that kept constant vigilance, Jazz alerted security.

#broken vows 3 #broken vows 2 #broken vows #maccadams #ficlet #long post #tf jazz #tf prowl #cliffhanger #writers block

[sicklyscribe]

hey so if you wanna hit me with that sweet sweet elijah’s characterization meta anytime please feel free. or direct me to any previous posts because my dumb ass is using this time to re-obsess over vampire melodrama.....

It appears that most of my non-tag and non-petty-casual commentary is still in drafts... so instead of finishing the ‘What the hell is wrong with season 4: an itemized list’ meta and finishing answering the ‘What would you change if you could rewrite any of the show?’ ask from a while ago, I’ll just pick out the Elijah bits and add on to them for garnish. (Those posts might exist at some point. But honestly not soon enough for me to worry about people getting annoyed with copy/paste so PREVIEW TIME: ELIJAH FLAVOR)

This is way sloppier and un-cited than I usually meta, by the way, but what the hell, The Fandom is Dead and I Only Have Friends to Entertain Now, so if anyone gets angry and tries to step into my asks then it’ll just be nostalgic rather than annoying.  Here’s the starter, which is from the F*CK YOU SEASON 4 meta and quite a few of these points will be repeated later because you asked for it technically so.

The cracks in the narrative began to show as early as season two, and believe me when I say I’m not saying this because I love him - it began with Elijah. I can make a lot of arguments to this effect, but the only one that I am certain is not propelled by my very strong bias concerns the presentation of the Red Door.

Initially, I was ecstatic at the opportunity to explore Elijah’s past, his perspective, his darkest moments. I was a bit wary in that it seemed as though the narrative wanted to Explain Everything about Elijah through this device, but he was finally getting some attention so I tried to hold back judgement.The result was pretty promising. One of the most gorgeous moments on the show occurs when Klaus enters Elijah’s mind and tells him how much he needs him. It showcases the main pillar of the show - the structural trifecta of Hope, Klaus, and Elijah. And afterwards, as usual, Elijah pushes the experience away.Until it’s convenient. 

Elijah begins to be erratically vicious. At first, I felt as though it wasn’t handled poorly, I could explain away my worries easily, and that was all I needed. But it happens over, and over, and over again, with the same excuse - protecting the family, protecting Hope. Elijah’s triggers, once so crucial, begin to break down, but we don’t see why or how that process occurs. He begins to be the character that is level-headed when it is convenient, and a violent one-track-mind when it’s convenient. Eventually, in order to maintain balanced tension with a softening Klaus, Elijah became violent without nuance in every situation. His continued development is no longer possible, since his character no longer displays depth.

Which is annoying, as a fan. But as a person who loves to analyze narrative, it’s a huge red flag. Elijah is necessary for this story. His love for Klaus, and Klaus’ relationship with him, is one of the things that holds the narrative together as it goes forward. The two of them need each other in order to experience growth, but cannot grow from each other any longer - and that friction is what provides energy and substance that can help drive a multi-year melodrama. This is why I mentioned above that Elijah’s violence was likely intended to balance with Klaus’ changing heart - but there is no balance in the level of development the two brothers experience. It has been shoddy in many places, but attention has been given to Klaus’ journey towards peace and kindness, while Elijah has been given a single metaphor, a single psychosis, and is expected to carry half of the narrative weight. The story has no choice but to make a plot device out of him - he simply does not have the required depth to be anything else, which is made obvious by the attempt to do so in the ritual to bring Inadu to the material plane, which I will discuss later.

When his development is ignored, when he is used as a tool to get from point A to point B time and time again - that’s when the pillar starts to crumble.

Zooming back in on s1, this was actually my only major structural gripe with season 1, so it comprises the entirety of the ‘what would you change’ for that season:

The poison that rotted the whole dang show started very small — casting Elijah too strongly as a white hat, to offset the darkness of the rest of the main family. This was the right move, of course, but it was pushed a twinge too far and it was the tiny weight that set everything wobbling. As an offshoot of that, this was also done with Hayley to a degree. I would have had them bond very similarly to the way they do in the show, but I would have had them connect at least once over the skeletons in their closets. (Only once or twice, again, since their ship relied in this season on the fallacy of each other being saviors). In fact, this was one I felt so strongly about that I actually did rewrite their scene in 1x07 ‘Bloodletting’.

Then season two when it gets more pronounced: 

The rift in the show widened with the swing-and-miss that was The Red Door arc. Elijah became a Problem when it was convenient for the plot and A Fixer/Sounding Board when it was not. They used probably the most INTERESTING and INTEGRAL part of his characterization -- which had been a mystery for YEARS counting The Vampire Diaries appearances -- and Elijah discovering that either from trauma or his mother’s magic, he has repressed the moments which forged him. This lack of knowledge, this lack of control, should have been something much more cataclysmic and its effects should be clear when comparing ‘Elijah Before’ to ‘Elijah After’. Instead, it kind of served to take off Elijah’s ‘White Hat’ that he’d been illy-fitted with in S1, and allow him to accessorize with it or whatever version of Elijah fits the episode at hand.

This tension, and this chaos should have been much stronger and much more messy than simply putting the Suit back on and being Pretty Much Okay (barring one plot-insignificant diner massacre) only a few episodes later. It would make the therapy scene later with Camille even more gorgeous than it already is and it would then place Elijah’s moment of catharsis, and the beginning of his attempts to move on, with Klaus’ monumental forgiveness in 2x11. I think this is what was intended, but it was not at all achieved, because Elijah is such a tricky character to write, and it is so very easy to use him for whatever the scene requires. Because of this, Elijah’s struggles got dropped just long enough for Klaus’ forgiveness to hit powerfully in viewers for Klaus, but not for Elijah. The writing began to lean on Elijah as a Drama Everyman more and more throughout the show, and it’s just tragic to me that The Red Door wasn’t utilized to its potential. (And that we didn’t have a Klaus/Tatia conversation, but hey, I have an unfinished fixit for that whole saga on Ao3, you’re welcome and I’m sorry).

In season three, we got a few good glimpses of the kind of complexity that Elijah should live in -- the way he kills Arianne, for example, I’ve linked what I called a ‘headcanon’ but in retrospect it was pretty explicitly canon -- and we see the youth and terror and involuntary power in him in the flashback where he discovers that Klaus killed their mother. But the relationship between Tristan and Elijah? The man that he made, and that made him? That was far too pedestrian to have produced either of them. If Elijah learned ‘nobility’ from Tristan, learned what ‘superiority’ looked like, and this was the time that he began to change... we should have had words between them, or a scene highlighting just them, at least once in the flashbacks. 

If this season was supposed to be about the creation of the Trinity, the First Children (because Finn didn’t tell no one that Sage is actually the oldest ‘cuz he’s an ashamed little bitch) why did we see only TWO of the THREE transformations? Klaus turned Lucien accidentally, trying to heal him. Rebekah’s sympathy and love were used as Aurora’s tool to turn herself. When and how did Elijah turn Tristan? It is explained that Elijah turned him in order to create a third vampire for his plot to trick Mikael into chasing them instead -- it is explained that Tristan, Aurora, and Lucien were compelled to believe that they were in fact Elijah, Rebekah, and Klaus in order to make their decoy impeccable. But when this compulsion was shattered -- when Lucien learned that he had been used and made monstrous as a tool for a monster who wasn’t even noble -- did he confront Elijah? Did they ever speak, or was their next meeting the day Elijah learned that Tristan had taken over Elijah’s coven? I would argue that Elijah needed equal weight in the France flashbacks even though he didn’t have a flashy romance (though if early press release rumors were true, he and Tristan could have had one and that would have been perfect) 

Season four is really where you can pick an episode and Elijah will put on the stage makeup and play any part. It’s also -- BIG COINCIDENCE -- where the plot deteriorates completely. Here’s just one example from my Excuse You What the Hell? Season Four meta: 

On to the next moment that showed major neglect (I know this has been Elijah-heavy so far, but again, this is where the problem started so I want to carry this thread through for a while before addressing other issues) - the ritual to bring Inadu to the mortal realm. The purpose of this ritual was to scare viewers with the risk of Hope’s safety and hype the Hollow’s “bad”ness, but also to make the first move in the ‘Letting Go’ thread between Hayley and Elijah. Elijah was supposed to be forced to choose between children's lives and letting the Hollow loose upon the world, and decide to kill the children. That was the dramatic point of placing this ritual in the narrative, but it isn’t mechanically sound.

It is stated outright that the ritual has to end with the death of the children linked to the spell. The children were linked via their totems found in 4x03 - placing Hope definitively in this group.

But we only ever see four of the five in one place. Maybe it was worth it to the Hollow to reach as far out as Hope was to bind her via her hairbrush, maybe it was worth it to the Hollow to drain her from afar, I’d buy that easily. But they made no attempt to kidnap her and place her with the other four children during the ritual. The ritual that required the deaths of five children. Unless it required Hope to be there only on standby, which is absolutely ridiculous. They had the kids on an alter, even if it was just for show. But why not all of them? If the real goal of the ritual was to lure Klaus and/or Marcel, wouldn’t kidnapping Klaus’ child be a more surefire way to accomplish that rather than just hoping the Mikaelsons would come to the right mystical diagnosis in time?

The reason why Hope wasn’t there was because the ritual was never thought through. The reason she wasn’t there is because it didn’t make sense for Elijah to want to kill Hope to stop the Hollow, which is what this ritual actually demanded if it actually worked the way Vincent claimed. In actuality, all that was desired was for Elijah to display a willingness to kill innocents in front of Hayley, and in doing so it demanded that Hope’s life both be at stake and not at stake at all. This failure to coherently execute a single-episode arc is plainly poor storytelling. It displays not only disrespect to the narrative structure, but a blatant flippancy towards one of their main characters and arguably the most complex one on the series. The sloppily contrived tension here between Hayley and Elijah does eventually contribute to the supposed theme, yes, but at what cost?

Elijah was neglected because he was hard to write, and even harder to write well as a ‘light’ foil to Klaus. Marcel should have fully owned that role, and not been similarly jerked around as a plot-serving every-man once the mystery of season 1 and the reasons behind Marcel’s ‘senseless’ cruelty were revealed. 

Elijah was always the cornerstone of the family’s narrative, because he was complex enough to carry it. Camille provided an additional column of support to Klaus’ individual journey as a person/father, but she was bulldozed for Allmighty Plot as well. By the end of season three, both she and Elijah had effectively been thrown in the garbage one way or another, and the show tried to go on without them. It couldn’t. 

I will say that Elijah’s conversation with Hope in that ludicrous backdoor pilot did make me feel things. I did also see the clip where Elijah and Klaus have a heart-to-heart in some sort of european flashback, which was touching, but felt incongruous for their relationship/dev at the time. Hope asking Elijah how old he was when he made his promises to Klaus, though? Elijah offering carte blanche to Hope for how to punish her friend’s bullies? TWO OF THE THREE SCENES INVOLVING ICE CREAM? 

SOME of season 5 is valid but ONLY because it stole scripts from my headcanons.

#anamysis #preview of some metas in progress #hey guys does anyone here want to talk about ELIJAH? #*pepe silvia voice* #Anonymous #asks

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Doki Doki Pretty Cure: Robots in Disguise Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Fixit and Sebastian's teamwork! Chaos in the jungle!

-Location: Yotsuba mansion, Autobots base-

Another day, another new stuff going to happen. Rikka and Raquel were chilling with Sideswipe while Grimlock just keep admiring his new Autobot symbol on his shoulder plates that Fixit just replaced it. He always continue to ask if the symbol fitted him.

"Do you think my new Autobot symbol look so awesome?" he grinned.

Sideswipe knew it that would happen. He couldn't help but groaned. "For the hundreth times, Grim. It really looks good on you." and he thought Strongarm was already annoyed him enough.

"I know!" Grimlock exclaimed. "It's pretty awesome!"

"It really is." a voice spoke up. It was Alice. At least Grimlock knew she always patience. "Glad for you to be back, Grim."

Her guardian grinned down at her while Sideswipe just rolled his optics. "Come on, Sideswipe. At least be kind and patience to Grim." Rikka told him.

"I know that but-" he was cut off.

"There shall be no excuses-quel." that made Sideswipe groaned in annoyance and pouted.

"Speaking of which, where's Mana and Makoto?" Alice asked.

Rikka looked up at her. "I think they went on a patrol or something with Bumblebee and Strongarm."

"But I thought Strongarm said she wanted to go on a solo patrol-quel?"

Sideswipe sighed once more before getting up and walks off. "Where are you going, Sideswipe?"

"I'm just gonna go and help Fixit with something so that Grim doesn't bother me or something."

"Hey!" Grimlock protested.

"Now, now, calm down, Grim." her human partner reassured her.

Lance looked at the blue dog fairy. "They went on the patrol without us-de lance?"

"They said they will be back soon-quel."

"Well, I'm glad everyone is getting together-de lance." well, actually...

They heard a crash or an explosion noise. "Well, almost-quel..."

"What's going on over there?"

"Let's go and check it out."

They all walked over to see what is happening.

-Location: At the road-

Strongarm was driving along the road at the other side of the forest. Raquel was right. She was on the solo patrol...well with Makoto and Dabyi, of course.

"Personal journal." Strongarm spoke up. "I have driven 2000 miles from the mansion, and my pistons are postively tingling."

"Uh, are you sure you want to do this alone, Strongarm?" Makoto told her.

"We should have tell Bumblebee and the others first before we left-davi." Dabyi sighed.

"Come on, you two." her guardian replied. "We can do this together. Successfully completing this mission might mean a promotion. Sergeant Strongarm and her friends, Makoto and Dabyi. Or Lieutenant Strongarm. Or President Strongarm!"

Both Makoto and Dabyi sweatdrops. They were about to speak up again until Fixit com-link them.

"Cadet Strongarm, come in."

the Mini-Con spoke up.

"Status report."

Strongarm groaned. "Hasn't change since you asked me 12 minutes ago, Fixit. Is it really necessary to-"

"Yes."

Fixit bluntly replied.

"When Bumblebee agreed, after weeks of begging and pleading on your part, to let you go on your first solo outing with Makoto and Dabyi, you promise to check in every 10 minutes. Anyway, how're you holding up, Miss Makoto and Dabyi?"

"We're doing alright, Fixit." Makoto answered.

"Except that we need to informed to others first before we left-davi..."

Although you can't see but Strongarm clearly rolling her optics. "It's a simple recon mission."

"What you are doing now is investigating a Decepticon signal."

Fixit pointed out.

The girl just sighed and crossed her arms while listening to their conversation. "Possible signal, Fixit. If it is real, I'll call for backup, like I promised 37 times before I--" she didn't even finished her sentence when they all heard an explosion in the com-link. "Fixit..?"

"Oh dear...I'll, uh, be right back...!"

Fixit ended in com-link, leaving them so confused.

"Hey, Makoto, Strongarm, you might wanna might look behind you-davi..."

The cadet adjust her left wing mirror car and spotted something coming towards them.

"Could it be Bumblebee?" Makoto wondered.

Strongarm groaned as she took a sharp turn to the left while going to the mountain. The smoky trail was the one who following them. She drove all the way on top of the mountain and stay hidden from it. And when the vehicle stops, she leaped up and recognized the vehicle. It was Bumblebee. "You!" and beside him were Mana and Sharuru.

"Mana?"

"Sharuru-davi?"

Bumblebee transformed into his robot mode as he chuckles nervously. "This isn't how it looks, Strongarm. I just forgot to give you something before you left." he look around and picked up the rock. "It's my good luck rock. Took it on my very first mission. Must've dropped it. Right?"

Everyone went silent and Strongarm does not buy it.

"Try again-sharu." Sharuru sighed, looking at Bumblebee.

Strongarm crossed her arms and frowned. "Lieutenant, this is supposed to be my first solo mission with Makoto and Dabyi. Isn't that correct?"

"Well...technically, yes." he nodded. "But you're on a strange planet, in unfamiliar terrain. I just wanted to make sure nothing bad happened."

"But, sir. I have Makoto and Dabyi with me!"

"They aren't from this planet either!"

"Bee, Makoto has been here ever since I first become a Pretty Cure." Mana told him. "So, you don't have to worry too much."

"She has a point-davi." Dabyi nods.

"And the only bad thing happening is you are clearly demonstrating that you do not trust my abilities. Or my training." Strongarm said.

Makoto looked at her guardian and sweatdrops. "Strongarm..."

However, Bumblebee just sighed. "Okay, look, this is your mission. I'll leave you yo it."

"Thank you, sir!" she smiled, transforming into her vehicle mode and letting Makoto and Dabyi in and drove off.

Bumblebee couldn't help but sighed again. "I'm still not sure about this..."

"You worry too much-sharu."

"I'm sure they'll be fine."

"Let's...continue following them. Quietly." both Mana and Sharuru just stared in shocked as they looked at each other before sighing.

"This can't be helped-sharu..."

Bumblebee transformed into his vehicle mode and letting Mana and Sharuru in before droving off.

-Location: Yotsuba's mansion, Autobots base-

When Rikka and Alice went to check out what the explosion was, they saw that a machine blew up. Fixit was fixing Sideswipe up.

"It was Sebastian's idea to turbo-charge our spark plugs!" Sideswipe complained.

"You shouldn't be helping Sebastian with technology." Fixit told him. "He doesn't-"

"What's going on here?" Alice walked forward.

Rikka looked around. Some tools are scattered around the tools. "Everything's a mess here."

Before anyone could answer, they heard some clattering noise and turned around and saw several stasis pods falling on top of each other. They also saw Sebastian was stuck under there.

"Sebastian!" Alice and Rikka went to help him by pulling him out of the fallen stasis pods.

"And what have we here?" Fixit let out a smirk. Dang it, Fixit.

"You're not helping the case here-de lance." Lance gave him a unamused look.

"Seriously-quel..."

"Coming through." Grimlock, in his dinosaur mode, walked over and began to picked up the pods that Sebastian was under.

"Sebastian, I sincerely appreciate your efforts to improve upon our limited resources." Fixit told him. "But Cybertronian technology is simply too advanced for the human brain."

"Yeah, only big brains like ours understand complicated stuff." Grimlock added, holding a kazoo. "Like this." before handed to Rikka.

"Grim, that's a kazoo." the girl grabbed it and started to blow it, making it a sound. That startled the Dinobot a bit as Alice giggled.

Sebastian let out a 'ahem'. "Agreed, I'm no expert in Cybertronian science, but I'm a pretty handy guy and I can be a lot more help to you than just providing room, board, and a cover story."

"Well, if you really want to help, Sebastian, please fix the freaky dip--sneaky clip--*thunks*--leaky drip in your lavatory." Fixit told him with a frown. "It is frying my delicate auditory circuits!"

There was a moment of silence. However, Sebastian didn't get angry or annoyed, he only let out a soft smile and bowed. "I'll do my best."

Fixit 'hphm'ed a bit before left with Grimlock follows him. Sideswipe just looked down and shrugging before following too. Rikka looked at Sebastian.

"You didn't yell at Fixit."

"It is my duty to remain calm no matter what the situation is." he let out a smile.

"Well, some butlers are like that." Alice smiled before she and her friends followed. Sebastian just watched them walked off and frowns a bit.

-Location: At the road-

Strongarm was still driving and passed by the lake with Makoto and Dabyi still constantly hearing the cadet speaking to herself.

"Personal journal: Standing up to a superior officer was difficult, but I give myself high marks for respect and professional-"

"We don't even know what we're doing anymore-davi..." Dabyi sighed.

Makoto also sighed before she heard a signal beeping from the screen. "Is that...?"

"I am, I mean, we are, closing in on the signal. Any moment now we should-" before she could finish her sentence... "Ugh! Not again!" she drove behind the bushes.

"Let me guess, Bumblebee is still following you-davi?"

Makoto shushed her before a familiar yellow vehicle drive pass by them. Yep, it's him. Strongarm followed him behind. Later, she, in her robot mode, angrily walked towards the vehicle while peeking at the door with a frown.

"Is there a problem, officer?" he asked nervously.

"You know, it's kinda creepy when you stare us like-sharu..."

Bumblebee let Mana and Sharuru out before transforming into his robot mode.

"Sir, I thought we agreed that you had no business being on my tailpipe." Strongarm reminded him.

"He's probably cares about you-davi." Dabyi added.

"Dabyi is right." Bumblebee agreed. "Watching out for you is my business, actually."

As the two bots keep on talking, Makoto walked towards Mana. "Bee is being overprotective, isn't he?"

"Pretty much." Mana nods. "After all, it's his job as a leader, just like me watching out for you." she let out a smile. Makoto just stared at her for a while.

"I guess you're right." she smiled back.

Bumblebee continued to talk to her. "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be on Earth for the first time. I-" he sighed. "I feel responsible for you."

"Lieutenant."

"I know you don't like it, but I'm coming along. Strictly as an observer."

Just then, Sharuru's ears twitched a bit as she perked up a bit.

"Sharuru, what's wrong?" Mana asked, looking at her fairy partner.

"I think I heard something-sharu..."

"Decepticon, maybe-davi?" Dabyi wondered.

"It could be it." Makoto agreed.

However, Bumblebee and Strongarm were too busy talking to each other. "You won't even know I'm there. Deal?" he said.

Strongarm just sighed. "Do I have a choice?"

"Hey, Bee." Mana called out for her guardian, catching his attention. Bumblebee looked and bend down at her.

"What is it, Mana?"

"Sharuru said she heard something."

"It could be a Decepticon."

Bumblebee stared at them for a while. "Where is it coming from?"

Sharuru's ears twitched again before looking behind her. "It's coming from over there-sharu."

"Then, let's roll." he transformed into his vehicle mode, letting Mana in before drove off.

Makoto look at her guardian. "Let's go, Strongarm. Sharuru said she sense something and we suspect a Decepticon."

Strongarm looked down at her. "But this was supposed our first solo mission and finding the Decepticon signal!"

"Sharuru can sense anything with her rabbit ears-davi." Dabyi pointed out. "I can't even do that-davi."

"It's better if we just follow them. After all, I don't mind if Mana look after me even if she's the leader of our own team. She's still my friend." the girl smiled. "Don't you consider Bee as your friend too?"

Her guardian was taken back by her words. She didn't even thought of it. She couldn't help but sighed. "Alright." she transformed into her vehicle mode and let Makoto in before following Bumblebee and Mana.

-Location: Yotsuba mansion, Autobots base-

Raquel and Lance were with Grimlock and Sideswipe, watching some television in the living room. Rikka and Alice were helping Fixit stacking some stuff until they heard a drilling sound. They turned to look Sebastian was the one doing the drilling. Unsatisfied, Fixit went over and unplugged the device, glaring at him.

"I believe we had a discussion about you and Cybertronian technology." the Mini-Con told him. Rikka and Alice went over to them, to stop them from arguing.

"Now, now, let's not started another fight." Rikka sweatdrops.

"That's right." Alice nods. "We are supposed to be a team."

However, like usual, Sebastian didn't get angry or frustrated. He just bowed. "My sincerely apologies."

The fairies, Sideswipe and Grimlock looked over at them.

"There they go again-de lance..." Lance sighed. "They are just like another version of Strongarm and Sideswipe-de lance."

"Except that Sebastian is more polite and patience, unlike Sideswipe-quel." Raquel pointed out.

Sideswipe shot them with a glare. "Hey!" he feel offended by that. Grimlock just giggled, before looking back at Fixit and Sebastian.

"I am well-versed in human emotion, based upon my viewing of a certain doctor on your television." Fixit spoke up. "He would say you have an unhealthy need to prove yourself. He would also say that you should tune in every afternoon at 3."

The fairies and the two Autobots shrugged as they all looked back at the television.

"Calm down, Fixit." Rikka reassured him. "He's trying to help."

"Isn't that right, Sebastian?" Alice asked her butler.

He nods. "That is true. After all, this is my place too."

"Well, Cybertronian technologies are very complex and complicated, so I suggest-" Fixit tried to protest.

"I understand but at least let me assist you with these."

As both Fixit and Sebastian continued to argue, Lance just yawned. "When are they gonna end the fight-de lance?"

"Probably, forever-quel..."

Sideswipe groaned. "All those fighting and quarrel really interrupting our tv shows..."

Grimlock grinned. "Can I-?" he didn't finished his sentence as they said 'No.' at the same time. He pouted. As they trying to continued to watch their show, a loud explosion can be heard from the same spot. They turned to look that Sebastian and Fixit were already covered in ashes. Rikka and Alice managed to get out of safety before the explosion happens.

"Seriously-quel...?" Raquel sweatdrops.

"Why can't we just watch our show in peace-de lance...?" Lance sighed.

-Location: In the woods-

Mana, Makoto and their Autobot guardians were walking around. They were told that Sharuru heard something because of her ears twitching.

"Hear anything yet, Sharuru?" Mana asked.

"Not yet-sharu..." her ears twitched again. "Wait, I sense something-sharu!"

"You see? The ancients have judged me worthy and bestowed upon me their roll." she heard a voice.

"Right there-sharu!" she pointed to her right. They went towards the voice is and quietly following the voice.

"Now, please tell me, is Doradus near?" they heard that voice again.

They went to have a peek from the bushes and saw a huge statue. "It's a statue." Bumblebee gasped.

"A statue talked?" Makoto blinked her eyes. But Dabyi spotted something from her right. "Look-davi!"

They turned to look and saw a frog like-Cybertronian talking to the statue. "What do these markings mean?"

"A Decepticon?" Mana wondered.

"Please share your secrets." the frog Cybertronian asked again but received no answers. "Can't speak? Or won't? Maybe this will loosen your tongue?" he used all his strength to destroy the statue, as the team cringed. "Deceiver." He then jumped to another statue. "You saw what I just did to your friends? Now tell me. Where lies the Lost City of Doradus?"

Sharuru thought this frog is out of his mind. "He's literally talk to the statue-sharu...!"

Mana just stared at the frog for a moment. Lost City of Doradus? She thought to herself. Strongarm quietly walked forward until she accidentally stepped on the twig, causing it to make a noise.

The frog quickly turned around in alarm. "Thieves! You think you can follow me to the treasure? And then what? Wrest it away? Never!" he croacked. Mana look and saw an insignia. Yep. He is a Decepticon alright.

"We're not thieves-davi!" Dabyi shouted as she floats up.

"And we aren't going to get treasure by ourselves-sharu!" Sharuru followed. "That's quite selfish-sharu!"

The Decepticon looked up and gasped. "You...! You must be the protectors of the treasure!"

The two fairies blinked their eyes in confusion, looking at each other. "Is he talking to us-sharu...?"

"You must take me to Doradus and we will share the treasure together!" the frog exclaimed before he grabbed the two fairies with his tongue and leaped off.

"Hey! Let us go-davi!" Dabyi struggled.

"Sharuru!"

"Dabyi!"

The team run to chase after the frog as he leaped from branch to branch while the two fairies screaming for help.

"Who is that?" Strongarm asked.

"A relic hunter, apparently." Bumblebee replied. "We aren't letting him getting away!" he and Strongarm transformed into their vehicle while Mana and Makoto both get inside of them and drove to chase him again. However, the Decepticon managed to jumped over a huge cliff as the two bots has to stopped immediately, before they almost fall in.

"Hurry up and save us-sharu!" Sharuru's voice called out to them from the distance.

Both Bumblebee and Strongarm transformed into their robot mode, before looking at the other. "Scrap. Looks like we're taking the long way around."

"But Sharuru and Dabyi are-!" Mana and Makoto looked worried.

"Don't worry. We'll get them back." Bumblebee reassured them. "We just need to ask Fixit about this Decepticon."

They look and saw the frog transformed into his vehicle mode and drove off.

Strongarm com-link Fixit. "Fixit, our Con looks like an Earth frog. Anything in the Alchemor's prisoner manifest fit that bill?"

At the mansion, Fixit was looking at the Alchemor's database until the image of the frog that they faced appears on the screen. "The description matches that of an escaped amphiboid, Springload." he said. "Human word for his mental state would be 'bonker'." Raquel and Lance secretly overheard everything.

"Sounds about right. He was babbling to a statue, wanting directions to-"

"The Lost City of Doradus." Fixit knew it. "Springload is obsessed. A fabled Cybertronian land and home to the Fountain of Energon, granting eternal power and energy to whomever finds it."

"Sounds a bit selfish-de lance." Lance whispers to Raquel.

Raquel agreed. "You're right-quel." The two fairies decided to ignore everything else until...

"Myth or not. Springload believes Doradus exists. And no doubt think he's on Cybertron."

Bumblebee spoke up before he went silent for a second.

"And oh, he has Sharuru and Dabyi."

...that made Raquel and Lance in shocked as they frantically floats towards the com-link. "What happened-de lance?!"

"Why did they got taken away-quel?!"

"...because Springload thought they were some kind of protectors of the treasure and wanting them to guide him to it."

"Protectors of treasure-quel?!" Raquel couldn't believe his ears. "We can hardly protect Trump Kingdom when the Jikocchu Army took over-quel!"

"You just had to say that out loud, did you, Raquel..?" Lance sighed and sweatdrops.

Back with Bumblebee and Strongarm, they were kinda shocked when the two fairies shouted into the com-link all of the sudden, even Mana and Makoto began to sweatdrops awkwardly. However, it's very unclear to them but Fixit managed to shove the fairies away from the com-link.

"Anyway, do not take Springload lightly."

Fixit continued.

"Many museum personnel, historians and law enforcement have paid the mice--lice---*thunks*--price! I'm dispatching the rest of the team to assist you."

"Copy that." Bumblebee nods. "We'll keep tabs on Springload until the others arrive." he ended the com-link.

"That was my call to make." Strongarm seems a bit frustrated about it.

He just sighed. "You're right. Force of habit. But you would've said the same thing."

"No." the cadet protested. "I would not have!"

"Strongarm-" her human partner got cut off by her.

"Our team is 2000 miles away." Strongarm continued. "I have an opportunity to make the capture right now."

Mana stepped in, trying to settle this. "Now, now, we're all in this together. There are no need to argue right now. We have to get that Decepticon and get Sharuru and Dabyi back."

"Mana's right." her guardian nods. "Now that we know we're facing an unstable Decepticon, we need to go back to standard procedure. The solo part of your mission is over." he walked off with Mana following him.

Strongarm frowned at frustration while Makoto stared up at her. However, her guardian had another idea. She decided to com-link Fixit.

"Fixit, good news." she spoke up. "Springload fell into my lap. I've made an arrest. No need to send backup."

Makoto gasped in shocked when her own guardian did that. She began lied to Fixit so she can do this mission alone! She just couldn't believe it!

"All this happened since we spoke 60 seconds ago?"

Fixit was confused.

"Yes. Remember, we're in a different time zone."

The girl began to frowned and looked down on the ground. Why did Strongarm has to do that?

"Oh. Well, good. Congrats and see all of you when you get back."

with that, Fixit ended the com-link.

Strongarm smiled. Her plan worked. "Alright!" she looked at the girl. "Makoto, let's go-" before she could finish her sentence, Makoto just walked off, ignoring her. That caused her to get confused. "Makoto...?"

The girl didn't even bother to look back at her or even replied back. She just keep on walking. Her guardian was completely in shocked. She never seen her like this before. "Did...I do something wrong...?" yes. Yes you did. But she reluctantly followed anyway.

-Location: Yotsuba mansion, Autobot Base-

Rikka, Alice and their Autobot guardians just stared at the garage and the backyard as the tools and machine were all scattered all over the place.

"My, what a terrible mess." Alice commented.

Rikka sighed. "This could take forever to clean up."

"Do not worry." Sebastian walked in, holding a Decepticon Hunter as he wiped it with a cloth. "I will clean all of these up after."

Everyone had a surprised reaction when he was holding that weapon. "Uh, Sebastian, that's..."

"The Decepticon Hunter!" Fixit shouted as he quickly trying to grab from Sebastian. "That's very dangerous. Let go!"

"Oh, please, I just wanted to clean it." the butler politely said. "It was kinda dusty so I figured I should wiped it up."

Fixit ignored him as he keep tugging it from him. "Give it here!"

The others just watched as the two fairies floats by. "Are they still fighting again-quel...?"

"Sebastian is still kinda polite-de lance."

"Uh, should we go and break it up?" Grimlock asked.

"Uh, should we sit and watch?" Sideswipe answered. The two bots just grinned at each other and sat down to watch.

Rikka just facepalmed. "You two are not helping..."

Fixit and Sebastian still tugging on the Decepticon Hunter until both of them loose a grip and the weapon landed in front of the girls. Alice picked up and stared at the weapon. She looked at the two of them, with Fixit scolding the butler but Sebastian just bowed apologetically.

"Alice...?"

Alice thought for a while before she had an idea. "I think I have a solution for this."

-Location: At the old temple-

Mana, Makoto and their Autobot guardians arrived at some abandoned temple. Strongarm kneel down and saw some footprints that lead inside.

"Track and freshly disturbed vegetation to the door." she said.

"Our best plan is to wait for Springload to come out." Bumblebee suggests. "Then tail him."

"I disagree." Strongarm told him, before pulling out her holographic book. "And so does the manual. Regulation R65 states: 'When performing a surveillance operation, every effort should be made to keep the perpretrator in sight.'

Makoto just listen to her words but stay quiet and didn't even bothered to look up at her. Mana noticed her as she was feeling concerned.

"There could be another way out of there, for all we know. If we simply watching the Decepticon, there's no reason this can't still be my mission, sir."

Bumblebee went silent for a while before nodding. "Lead on, Strongarm." that made Strongarm smile but not for Makoto. "After all, who knows what could happen to Sharuru and Dabyi."

The two Autobots then walked forward the entrance as Mana look back at her friend. "MakoPi, are you alright?"

Makoto didn't answer for a while before she snapped out of it. "Huh? Oh, I'm fine." Mana was sure she's not alright.

"If you have any problem. Just say it. After all, I'm your friend." she smiled at her before walking in. Makoto was surprised by her words before let out a small smile and followed.

When they have went inside, they quietly hide behind the wall as they took a peek and saw Springload was checking something on his holographic screen while the fairies just stand there, afraid to move.

"These markings do not match my scroll!" he then turning to look at the fairies. "Or do they?"

Both Sharuru and Dabyi gulped in fear, afraid to speak up too.

"Is Doradus near? Speak!" he croaked angrily. "You can tell me! I have deemed worthy!"

"We don't know-sharu!" Sharuru protested.

"We are not the protectors of the treasure-davi!" Dabyi does the same. "We're the legendary warriors' fairies-davi!"

"Legendary warriors? Doradus has legendary warriors?!"

"That's not what we meant-sharu/-davi!"

Strongarm act quickly as she pulled out a handcuff and went straight towards the Decepticon. "Strongarm, don't!" Bumblebee tried to warn her.

"Decepticon, you are under arrest for-!" she tried to grab him but her servo got burned his skin. His acid skin! "Argh!"

Springload grinned. "Try to keep me from my treasure and you'll get burned. And worse!" he then gave her a kick to the statue while wrapping the fairies with his tongue and sprint off.

They all walked up to the cadet. "You okay?" Bumblebee asked.

Strongarm looked at her burned servo. "Acid. Coating his armor. Built-in defense mechanism."

"Acid?" Mana blinked her eyes. "Wait, if he's all coated in acid, why doesn't it burned Sharuru and Dabyi...?"

"Maybe because they are not Cybertronians." her guardian answered. "I think his acid skin only harm Cybertronians."

Makoto look at where the frog went and leap into action. "MakoPi!" her friend called out to her.

"Where are you going?!" Strongarm also called out for her. "Come back! It's dangerous!"

She stopped for a while before replying. "I'm not leaving without Sharuru and Dabyi! Even I'm not a Pretty Cure, it is my duty not only to be a hero but to protect what is important to me: my friends!" she look at Strongarm. "Don't make the same mistake I did once when I first met Mana and the others."

Her guardian was taken back by her words before the girl keep on running forward. 'Don't make the same mistake as her...' They look up and saw the temple is about to fall down. "Looks like the temple has some defenses of its own."

Strongarm didn't say anything as she keeps looking back where Makoto went. As the girl kept on running and dodging all of those rubbles, Daybi saw her coming towards them. "Makoto!"

Springload turned around and saw her. "I won't let you near Doradus! Ever!"

"I'm not here for the treasure! The treasure that I want are my friends that you stole from me!"

The frog glared as he looked and saw a giant hole and make a leap of it, and without noticing the two fairies slipped out from his tongue. ...not that way, you dirty-mind readers. The girl followed them before the wall fall down completely. With Bumblebee, Strongarm and Mana, they managed to get out to safety.

"What about MakoPi?" Mana asked.

"We'll figure that out later." Bumblebee then turned to look at Strongarm. "Because of you attempted an unauthorized capture, we've lost the element of surprise. Now we have to plan an immediate confrontation. We can't wait for the rest of the team." Bumblebee sounded angry.

Strongarm looked down in shame. She remember what Makoto said back then.

"Don't make the same mistake I did once when I first met Mana and the others..."

She did made a mistake. That's the reason why she is so distance from her. The cadet have to tell the truth about it. "Actually, they're not coming." that caused them to look at her in shocked. "After you spoke to Fixit, I commed back and told him not to send the others. I...didn't want time to give Springload time to get away."

The girl looked up and said, "No wonder Makoto was so distance from you."

Bumblebee was not impressed and crossed his arms. "Your reckless behavior was bad enough. Then you lied to a superior officer. To me." Ouch, that stings. No puns intended.

"I know I did wrong and...I made the same mistake as Makoto told me..."

Mana stayed silent for speaking up. "It's okay to made mistakes." that caught her attention. "Everyone made mistakes sometimes, no matter how big or small they are. Making mistakes is part of learning. In my term, I called it a 'happy accident'." she winked.

(Sorry if this part is kinda cheesy-)

Strongarm looked down at her in shocked before smiling. "Thanks, Mana." she looked at Bumblebee. "Please, sir. One more chance to complete the mission solo. Let me take the lead, you observe. I'll do everything by the book."

He went silent for a bit before nodding. "You're on a very short leash."

"Thank you, sir!"

"But...you have to make amend with Makoto after this mission is over."

She nods. "I will!"

-Location: Yotsuba mansion, Autobot base-

Alice has instructed the two Autobots to follows her plan: to messed up the Decepticon Hunter for a bit so that Fixit and Sebastian can work together to fix it. Once again, no puns intended. Rikka and Raquel were looking out for the Mini-Con and the butler to make sure they are on the same place, before facing at Alice, giving a thumb up.

"Let's test it out."

"Are you sure this will works?" Sideswipe asked.

"Just follow Alice's plan-de lance."

"Yeah, she knows what to do." Grimlock really know what Alice capable of. They walked towards Fixit and Sebastian with a Decepticon Hunter as Alice placed down to the ground, making some noise.

Both Fixit and Sebastian looked at them and then to the Decepticon Hunter.

"We were just messing around with it and it started to make noise." Alice told them.

The Mini-Con looked at the Decepticon Hunter carefully. "Might be a frequency or a systems overload. Or it could be resulting in a catastrophic explosion! It needs to be disarmed." he picked up the weapon.

Sebastian knew Fixit doesn't want him to help so he just turned around.

"To access the Decepticon Hunter's motherboard, the outer casing needs to be removed." Fixit said. "The Decepticon Hunter must be kept completely immobile. I cannot do it myself."

"Well..." Rikka began. "We need 'someone' who is much older than us to do this kind of stuff."

Sebastian heard what she said and turned around. Fixit looked up at him and nods. The butler smiled and bowed. "I'll be gladly to help you." he and Fixit went to find some tools to fix the weapon.

The others looked at each other and grinned. "It worked-quel...!"

"Now, all we have to do is to see if they can work together."

-Location: With Makoto-

After the wall has collapsed, Makoto groggily opened her eyes and woke up. She looked around her surroundings. "This is..."

"Makoto-davi!" her fairy partner went up to her as the girl hugged her closer.

"Dabyi, thank goodness you're okay! Where's Sharuru?"

"Right here-sharu!" they saw the fairy coming out from the rubble and went to them. "I'm fine-sharu."

"You!" they turned around and saw Springload was in front of them, croaking angrily. "You are not worthy to have all the treasure from Doradus! The spirits chose me!"

"We don't want any treasures-sharu!" Sharuru shouts. "You're being quite selfish-sharu!"

Dabyi has another idea. "Remember when we said that we're the legendary warriors' fairies...of Doradus-davi?" she explained. "Then, here it comes-davi!" she turned into the Lovely Commune as Makoto nods and began to transforms.

"Pretty Cure, Love Link!"

"The blade of courage, Cure Sword!"

Springload backed away in shocked and fear. "I-impossible! The spirits never told me about the legendary warriors of Doradus!"

"Sorry, Doradus isn't here right now." a voice spoke up and it is revealed to be Strongarm. "Can we take a message?"

Sword looked at her and let out a smile a bit. While Sharuru went to Mana. "Mana-sharu!"

"Sharuru!" she hugged her fairy partner.

"It's not possible!" Springload croaked. "You were buried alive! Unless...you're ghosts. Yes!"

"He's still out of his mind-sharu..." Sharuru sighed as she transformed into the Lovely Commune. "Let's go, Mana." Mana nods and began to transforms.

"Pretty Cure, Love Link!"

"Overflowing love, Cure Heart!"

The frog let out 'hmph'ed. "Unworthy spirits and legendary warriors, still seeking to foil me! Never!" he transformed and drove off with the two Autobots does the same as they went inside and chased after him.

Sword just sit there quietly, didn't say anything. "Look, I know what I did was wrong and you were right. I did made the same mistake as you. I only care about this being our first solo mission and never cared about others' and your feelings too. I was...being so selfish. I'm sorry. You are still my friend, Makoto." the girl turned to look at her. "I promise, I'll be a good friend to you. To everyone."

Her human partner stay silent before let out a smile. "Alright. I forgive you." she nods. Dabyi heard their conversation and smiles. "Now, let's get him-davi!"

Everyone drove further to chase him. Strongarm followed his trail while Bumblebee drove to the left. He managed to catch up to him but Springload transform and uses his tongue to whack him with his acid. Bumblebee screamed in pain and drove backward.

"Bee, look out behind us-sharu!"

"Lieutenant!" Strongarm managed to stop him from falling from the cliff. She transformed and started to shoot at the Decepticon thought he managed to dodge it.

"Pathetic spirits!" he mocked but Sword leaped up and prepare to attack.

"Holy Sword!!"

She launched her attack at him as Springload yelped and tries to dodge them before sprinting off, escaped from their sight.

"We lost him-davi..."

Bumblebee let Heart out before he transformed. He noticed that she was feeling all woozy and dizzy. "You alright?"

"C-carsick...!" all that spinning from him makes her feel dizzy. Sword went to her.

Strongarm walked towards Bumblebee. "Sir, would you relinquish your role as observer and officially assist?"

He went silent before looking at Sword as she nod and let out a smile. "I'd be honored, cadet." he replied back.

-Location: Yotsuba mansion, Autobot base-

Back at the mansion, Fixit was unscrewing the top as Sebastian hold the weapon still so it doesn't move. The others just watched them from afar. As the Mini-Con has successfully unscrew, he take a look inside and there are no bomb inside. "There's no bomb here."

But Sebastian noticed something. "Look. There's something lodged in there." Fixit also noticed. He reached out his hand in there after his hand changed into a picker and picked it up. They tried to brace themselves when Fixit pulled it out but nothing happened. When they look inside, they saw a kazoo.

"What's this?" Fixit was confused.

Both Grimlock and Sideswipe burst out laughing as the girls just giggled. Both Sebastian and Fixit were even more confused. The butler knew it was a stun all along but he decided not burst his bubble.

"I can't believe that worked!" Sideswipe spoke up.

"You started to working together!" Grimlock added.

"Thank goodness you two stopped fighting." Alice said.

Rikka nods. "It was all Alice's idea."

Fixit blinked his optics in confusion and Sebastian just smiled before looking at the weapon. "Fixit, shouldn't that cable be...?" that caught the Mini-Con's attention.

He looked at the weapon. "Attached to that terminal?" Sebastian nods. "Yes. Hold it very still." Fixit place the wire back where it belongs before secure it tightly. "Now, that's that."

"Great work." Sebastian smiled again.

"Say, Sebastian." Fixit called out to him. "You are very calm whenever I tried to bold--cold--*thunks*--scold you."

The butler just chuckles. "Being calm is my priority. Even you scolded me, I never wanted to shout back or get angry at you because that is not what my job as a butler is." he went silent a bit. "I see you as a part of the team or a friend of mine, Fixit."

Fixit was surprised by his words while Alice just smiled. "I'm sorry for you know...being kinda selfish to you." he rubbed the back of his helm.

Sebastian chuckled and smiled. "Apologies accepted."

Everything was quiet for a bit before Fixit spoke up. "Perhaps we should work together more."

"I will glad too." the butler bowed, before having another idea. "Perhaps we can duplicate this Decepticon Hunter so everyone on the team may have one."

"Sounds like a plan!" Fixit grinned before he and Sebastian walked off. The others watched them go as the girls smiled at each other while the two Autobots fist bumped also at each other. However, the fairies wondered about Mana, Makoto, Bumblebee, Strongarm, Sharuru and Dabyi.

"I wonder if they're okay-quel..."

"We can only hope-de lance."

-Location: Back with Bumblebee and the others-

They were hiding behind the stone pillar, watching Springload from afar.

"Please! Guardian of Doradus! My whole life, it must be near! Where is it?!" he cried. "I will destroy you all! Where is it?!"

"So dramatic-sharu..." Sharuru thought to herself.

Bumblebee looked over and saw some coffins behind the frog. "Those stone containers look just about Springload's size. Now, we need a plan to get him in there."

Sword looked around a bit and saw a statue not far from them. She had an idea. "I got an idea." she beamed.

"What must I do? What? What?!" Springload croaked in agony.

Both Heart and Sword was right behind him. "We're sorry but you're not the right Decepticon for this stuff."

The frog turned around and gasped. "You! Impossible! The spirits chose me!"

"The spirits didn't said so."

"Unworthy..." came a ghostly voice. Springload croacked in shocked.

"Who said that?!"

He then saw a statue moving beside him. "The spirits of Doradus have decreed. You do not deserve the treasure. You are unworthy." that voice sounds like Strongarm.

"We, as the legendary warriors of Doradus, told the spirits that the treasure doesn't deserve to anybot who is selfish." Sword spoke up.

Springload backed away and hide behind the coffin with a scared expression. "But...I've worked hard! Tirelessly!"

Heart looked at Bumblebee who was hiding. "Bee, now...!" she whispered at him as he nods.

"And you're long overdue for a rest." when Springload turned around, he sees Bumblebee charged towards him while holding a the coffin lid and pushed him into the coffin before putting on the lid.

"No! Let me out! Let me out!" the frog cried, trying to break free. "I am worthy!" Bumblebee tried his best to push down the lid while Heart and Sword helped him, so as Strongarm. After a while, everything started to quiet down.

"Nice collar, cadet." Bumblebee complimented her.

"Some solo mission." she sighed.

"You led the pursuit, dealt with every obstacle, and used the perp's own fear against him." he continued. "But most importantly, you made two decisions that really showed me everything."

"The ghost's voice, right?"

"Putting aside pride to ask for help. That's no rookie move. And you made an amend with Makoto." he looked down at Sword before they both let out a smile while Heart wrapped her arm around her and smiled as well.

Strongarm went silent a bit before smiling. "You're right, sir." she looked at her human partner who was smiling along with Heart. "She taught me a lot. After all, she's my friend. And...you're my friends too." she went quiet once more before speaking up. "Maybe I won't stay a cadet for long, huh?"

Bumblebee let out a playful smirk. "Not if you continue to prove yourself worthy!" he said that with a spooky voice. But after that, the coffin lid still trying to budge open, that means that Springload is still not knock out yet.

"Let's go back." Heart told them as they all nods.

Strongarm turned to look over at Sword. "Thanks, Makoto, for sticking with me. And you too, Dabyi."

Sword smiled. "It's what friends are for." while Dabyi just nodded.

END OF CHAPTER 9

#crossover #dokidoki pretty cure #precure #pretty cure #DokiDoki Pretty Cure x Transformers Robots in Disguise (2015) #Transformers robots in disguise #transformers rid #full chapter #Haunter's writing

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The Force Arises - The Martyrdom of Jedi Master Luke Skywalker, and the Rise of the Orthodoxy

(Author’s Note: This is... sort of a fixit fit, I guess. I was, let’s say, displeased with The Rise of Skywalker, and wracked my brain trying to figure out what I would have done if I had been handed three movies that happen at the end of the “Orig Trig”. So, I did a ass-ton of worldbuilding. This happens at some point between Ep. 6 and Ep. 7 (I think like 15 years before the start of Ep. 7???). Aside from trigger warnings, I think that’s about all you need to know, but to be clear: I do not care what the cannonical words for everyday objects are. If it looks like chocolate, tastes like chocolate, feels like chocolate, and is made like chocolate (for example), I’m gonna call it chocolate. Not whatever word starwars picked for chocolate. Maybe that seems glib, but seeing as this isn’t even close to being cannon, I was more focused more on putting pen to paper than cannon lingo. TW: Poisoning Via Drugs in Drink, Gun (blaster) violence, Political propaganda, anger issues) 

Today was Luke’s Birthday. Not so special, it happens once a year. Approximately. It was, however, a nice excuse to go out and do something nice with his coworkers, students, friends, and most notably, his sister, who is often far too busy with presidential matters to return his calls. As he sat on the bench and waited for the speeder to pull up, he unwrapped a candy and popped it into his mouth. They were bad for him, he knew, but today was a day for celebration, and you only turn 79 once. 

After all, today, more than most days, even more than most birthday, he was acutely aware of how old he was. It didn't bother him that much, he was leaving behind more than a legacy, he also was leaving behind the Jedi. Even if they were divided slightly on how to handle the force, (and he found himself concerned with the rigidity of the Orthodoxy) division brings balance, a lesson that he learned, in hindsight, all those years ago on Dagobah. Soon, he knew, he would be leaving everything in the young, capable hands of the next generation of Jedi, a generation of well equipped do-gooders who could go out and, if possible, stop wars instead of fighting them. 

But then, the galaxy is big and wars waged by the rich are hard to stop.

Speaking of young, capable Jedi, it was at this moment that the speeder pulled up next to him.

"Master Skywalker," the young man in the backseat said as Luke pushed himself to his feet on his cane, "would you like help up?"

"No need to be so formal," he responded, getting into the vehicle. "Call me uncle today at least. It's my birthday after all!"

"Alright. Uncle it is then," Ben said, with a little smile, "How are you feeling today, Uncle?" 

Luke took a deep breath in. “Peaceful,” he said with a sigh.

Ben laughed, “That’s new. You’re sure you’re feeling okay?”

Luke side-eyed the youngster. “I become less peaceful by the second. Shall we?”

Ben nodded and snapped his fingers. The Chauffer pulled away. “I’ve been speaking to Master Gueyn and Master Snoke. They suggested that the division between the Reformists and the Othodoxy is causing a general weakening of the force among new padawans, and that they’d like to meet with you at-” 

Luke cut him off with a raised hand. “You know it’s my day off, right, Ben?”

Ben began to say something but cut himself off, filled with a visible anger that Luke recognised in himself. “Of course, Uncle.”

“It’s fine, Ben. I just want to cut down on shop talk if we can today. It should be a day for relaxation,” Luke said with a gentle elbow into Ben’s side, “For all of us, right?”

Ben swallowed and took a breath, calming himself. “Of course Uncle,” he repeated.

Luke looked out the window. They were passing the ever-extravagent Skywalker Plaza. He rolled his eyes. They were silent for a moment, but Luke spoke up again. “Ben, I - I am so proud of you. You’ve come so far in just a few short years, and I’m proud that I was around to train you into a Jedi.”

“I… Thank you, Uncle,” Ben replied, caught off guard. 

“And I just want to… Ben, you spend so much time with members of the Orthodoxy-”

Ben groaned, “We’re doing this conversation again?”

“They never wanted me to take you on for training, and I just-”

“The thing you just want is for me to listen to you just because I owe you for training me, right?

“No, I-”

“Because you’re the hero and they’re not.”

“I’m not saying that they’re bad people,” Luke said softly, trying to calm Ben down, “I’m just concerned that you’ll burn yourself out trying to live up to their standards, when they already have their mind made up about you.”

Ben said nothing, and didn’t look at him. 

“I’m sorry I brought it up. I want good things for you, and I don’t want you to have a hard life. But even with everything I know, I can’t decide for you what can make you happiest. I’m still here for you.” Luke held his hand out for his nephew to take. 

“I’m sorry as well,” Ben said, “I shouldn’t have gotten so upset. Such displays of emotion are unbecoming to me, and the Jedi order. I’m sorry. Let’s just enjoy this evening.” Ben looked at Luke and gave a weak smile. He did not take his hand.

It was in this moment, as they pulled up to the restaurant, that Luke felt something in Ben, an apprehension that he hadn’t noticed before. “Ben, is everythi-”

“C’mon you old man, waddle on over and give me a hug.” Luke heard as the door opened to let him out. He turned to see President Leia Organa-Solo hovering in her chair, drifting closer to the transport. Luke got out of the transport and bent down as best he could to embrace his sister. 

Ben gave a curt bow, “It is nice to see you mother.” She responded with a smile, and bowed her head in his direction. 

Chewbacca walked over, and they headed into the restaurant.

-

The presents were pretty typical, which wasn’t to say they were unpleasant to recieve. Leia gave him the same gift she always did. A 48-pack of chocolate treats from Ermaron-3, brought with her from home (plus a calendar that marked which day Leia’s birthday would be). Chewie had been continuing the work he and Han had after the war ended, and brought Luke more records detailing the history of the Jedi. Mostly policies and ledgers, as always, but as far as Luke was concerned, it was all important, all valuable knowledge. Everyone else, as requested, had donated to a charity Luke had picked out earlier that month. An orphanage, run by non-Jedi affiliated priests from the Medichant Order. 

Not too long after he started eating, Luke leaned over to talk to Leia.

“I think I’m getting old. I’m tired already.”

She snorted, “I’m not even that old, and we’re twins. I won’t blame you if you want to say you got pulled away for work.”

Luke shook his head. “There’s something I wanna talk to you about. Jedi politics stuff. You’re the general, not me, you know? I just thought I could get some advice.”

It wasn’t true exactly. More than anything else, he wanted to discuss Ben with her. If they could both be there to help make sure Ben was staying sane, not pushing any emotions down too hard, and all that, it would be way less likely that he’d snap. But Ben was sitting right on the other side of him. He could hardly mention it without embarrassing his nephew unless he waited until Ben went to the bathroom. 

Except, he wasn’t getting up. It wasn’t of place or anything, but as time went on, Luke started feeling more and more tired. More than that, his vision began rippling, distances started being confusing, and he felt dizzy. Something was very wrong.

He turned to Ben. He needed help. He could trust Ben. “Begggg, Innie… Bem. Ikahhhn…” he wasn’t able to get the words out right. Why couldn’t he talk?

Ben looked back at him and smiled toothily, and it was like Luke’s stomach dropped. “Everything okay, Uncle?”

Luke stuttered out some nonsense. Ben picked up Luke’s water and smelled it, and winced with a laugh. “Guess you broke out the strong stuff, eh? Do you mind if I finish it off?” No, it was water. Luke tried to tell him so, but when he shook his head, Ben just raised his glass to him, and downed the rest. 

“Right well, the birthday boy has overindulged, it looks like. I’ll take him home,” Ben said as he handed his mother a card, “Pay with this. I’ll grab it for you tomorrow morning before you leave tomorrow?”

Leia nodded and took the card. 

“Alright, we’re heading back, it’s getting a little late for my uncle. Remember, everything’s on me, so don’t indulge! Have a nice night! And one more toast to Master Skywalker before we get out of here!” Ben announced.

The door to the restaurant closed on the sound of everyone cheersing for him. 

“Right. Get in, Uncle.” The transport was waiting for them. How did the driver know to prepare it?

“Doesn’t look like he can even try to talk anymore. How about that?”

“Whatever, just give me the antidote,” said Ben from the front seat. 

“I still think it was dumb that you drank it.”

“Didn’t want anyone else to. Besides, I wanted to divert suspicion from the drink.”

A scoff. Were they moving? When did Luke get into the transport? 

“Ha, no, he’s fine! The Master just overindulged in celebration. Stay safe tonight!” Ben called at a small group of Padawans that seemed to be sneaking out for the night. They must have been at the monastery again but when? 

Luke hadn’t even formed the thought when he was thrown onto his bed. 

“You know Uncle,” Ben said, his voice tinged with malice, “for all your talk of being able to choose your own destiny and the power of emotion, this proves it’s all nothing. This is not my doing. Tonight was powered by the two strongest forces in the galaxy: fate, and simple, cold, calculation. But you’re about to-”

“Are you done monologuing, or can we just finish this?” Luke couldn’t look over, and couldn’t see at the angle he was at, but he knew the sound of a blaster pistol being unholstered and unsafetied from the time spent with Han.

“FINE. Fine. Go ahead.” Ben’s voice was close now, Luke could feel his breath on his ear. “I’d like to tell you that the poison will dull the pain. That you won’t feel anything, you know? But I wouldn’t know. I’ve never died before.” He heard Ben stand back up now, “Be one with the force.” he said harshly, and then there was the report of a blaster, and then nothing. 

-

It was on the news the next day. Jedi Master, and savior of the galaxy, Luke Skywalker, was assassinated in his bedroom when his nephew, Jedi Knight Ben Solo, brought him up to his room after his birthday. The assassin had panicked, killed the Master, and wounded his nephew. 

People, on smoke breaks that day would laugh mirthlessly. “Can you believe it? Savior of the universe, killed by one of his own, on his birthday no less.”

The Orthodoxy wasted no time releasing the the Jedi Council’s official statement. A heretical Reformist insurgent, imagining himself to be wronged by the Jedi Order, nay, the Force itself, had broken into Master Skywalker’s room, and murdered him. They sprayed their so-called “symbol” on his wall after doing it, too, and that’s how you know it’s them. 

Later, a person would be standing in their kitchen, listening to the report. “That doesn’t sound right,” they’d say, “I thought the assassin ran after killing him? Because his nephew was there?”

“Now’s not the time for conspiracy theories, the man is dead,” their husband would say tiredly, “can we just talk about something else? Everyone at the office was discussing it all day.”

Leia gave a speech that was, as always, incredibly moving, focusing on how the small actions of the many outweigh the large actions of the few, and how Luke wouldn’t have wanted the Reformist movement as a whole to be blamed for his death. “After all,” she said, “he was Pro-Reform himself!” 

What was more widely-circulated was the interview with Jedi Knight Solo, in his place in the infirmary. “I couldn’t see it coming,” he said with eyes red from crying, or lack of sleep, or both, “It was so jarring. It’s exactly the kind of thing that you imagine when you’re training but… I hate to say this, so close to his death, but I keep wondering if maybe I would have had the discipline to sense the assassin’s presence if I had been trained in the traditional way. With the Orthodoxy.” He teared up, “I don’t care, I just wish I could have saved him. I… L-leave, please.” As soon as he was out of the infirmary, a week and a half later, he replaced the seat left empty by Luke’s absence. 

In the month and a half that followed, there were six Reformist deaths attributed to gangs of orthodoxy supporters in the public, two of which were a Jedi Knight and her Padawan. Eighteen more Reformists were arrested by the Jedi Council. 

It only took a half a year for the Council to declare all Reformists to be heretics. The public, angered by the death of Jedi Martyr Skywalker, was spurred on by this, and raided the monastery, purging it of Reformists completely. 

A statue was erected in the square in front of the temple. It’s Luke, with his arms firmly in front of him, holding his lightsaber, his robes flowing around him. It was constructed out of pure marble, and stands at a mighty forty-seven feet tall. Along the base, there’s an inscription.

“In memory of what he sacrificed for the mighty Orthodoxy, and the Force. May he forever be one with the force.”

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