@charles765 (18 Wobble)

@charles765 (18 wobble)

After receiving a call from Ratchet, telling him that Hot Rod had been injured. He rushed over to the medbay and found Ratchet waiting for him.

"Where is he? Where's Hot Rod?"

He looked around trying to find his mate.

"Hot Rod!?"

Ratchet put a hand up to try and calm him down. He ignored the medic and walked further into the medbay where he found his mate.

"Hot Rod."

He breathed a sigh of relief and walked over. Hot Rod got up and walked towards him. Except he kept wobbling and almost fell over multiple times. He looked at his Conjunx in concern. Worried that he'd damaged a stabilizer or something that that had to do with balance.

He moved closer and Hot Rod wobbled towards him only to start falling. He immediately wrapped his arms around his mate and gave him a worried look.

Ratchet walked in looking as though nothing was wrong.

"What's wrong with him?"

He demanded to know and Ratchet crossed his arms with a frown.

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

He looked between the medic to his Conjunx who was tottering, as though he was a sparkling learning how to walk.

"It's just the meds messing with his balance. I suggest taking him home and having him relax for the day. While the meds wear off."

He looked down at Hot Rod who snuggled against his chest looking sleepy.

"Make sure he doesn't drive."

He nodded and Hot Rod stumbled slightly. He pulled him closer to his chest and thought about how he was going to get him home.

Eventually he decided to just pick him up and carry him. He lifted him up and wrapped Hot Rods legs around his waist. His hands touched Hot Rods aft securing him in place.

Ratchet watched from the sidelines, as he carried his mate back to their apartment where he could sleep off the drugs.

hotrod having his alt mode changed into a dragon sort of like predaking from transformers prime

"Are you sure they are here?"

Drift asked the others who also looked unsure. They had been expecting a prison not a planet with organic life. Chromia pulled up the message she'd recieved.

"This is where Jazz said they'd be."

Breakdown nodded even though he still looked unsure and would flinch at every sound. It made him wonder why Megaton sent him along with Dead End. The two couldn't transform into Menasor without the others.

Nodding absentmindedly he looked around hoping to spot his best friend. He'd gone missing over a thousand years ago, after walking home from Maccadams. They were supposed to leave together. However he'd gotten distracted by Ratchet and told Hot Rod to leave without him.

He's never forgiven himself for that decision, because after that night Hot Rod was never seen again until recently.

Optimus concerned about the amount of people going missing and never being seen again, sent special ops to find them. Megatron had also sent some of his people to help, but it was hard because Soundwave was one of the missing.

Jazz had stumbled upon a group of Quentessons who were still alive and experimenting on people. Jazz claims the missing have been experimented on and changed into something else. When the Quentessons have no use for them they are sent to this planet.

"I see Jazz's message went through."

They looked all up to see Hound smiling down at them from a tree.

Ratchet barked.

"Get down from there before you hurt yourself. I'm not going to repair you for being an idiot."

Hound smiled.

"It's good to see you Ratchet. Give me a moment to get down."

Hound easily climbed down and grinned at them.

"I'm supposed to show you where the missing are."

"Are they okay?"

He asked worried about his friend.

Hound hesitated before giving them a grave look.

"Their not like they used to be. The Quentessons have changed them and if they wanted to survive they had to change as well."

"What happened to them?"

Ratchet asked already thinking of ways to help them. He gave his Conjunx a found look, because It was one of the many reasons he loved him.

"The Quentessons have changed them into dragons very similar to predacons."

They all looked at him in shock thinking this was some kind of sick joke. Except Hound wasn't laughing. He looked serious.

Breakdown became nervous whispering to Dead End.

"Dragons? How are we going to transform into Menasor if he's a dragon?"

"I don't know. We'll probably never be able to again."

Breakdown looked shocked and was nudged by Slipstream.

"Shut up you two."

That explained why Megatron sent them and he wondered who was missing.

"Can they transform into bot mode?"

Slipstream asked with her arms crossed and a frown on her face.

"Yes, but they choose not to."

"Why?"

She snapped looking angry.

Hound shrugged.

"They had to find a way to adapt."

"Take us to them."

Chromia demanded.

"Alright then."

Hound clapped his hands together.

"We'll have to be careful. They've formed a tribe of sorts and aren't particularly found of outsiders."

They all nodded and Hound lead them through the forest towards a large clearing. He had them wait behind a large rock saying.

"Wait here I'll be back."

He looked around the rock and watched Hound walk into their camp? He called out in a language he'd never heard and then dragons were surrounding him. He gasped looking them over and trying to find which one was Roddy.

Looking at the missing he was about to piece together which one was which. Based on things like color. Helm features. Size. And optic color.

Much to his dismay Hot Rod wasn't amongst the dragons. His mind raced and he wondered if Roddy had been taken by someone else or if.... He tried not to think about the other option.

Before he could spiral two dragons came out of a large hut. They had jewels on their wings and head.

He watched as the other dragons moved out of their way and it was obvious they were in charge. However he didn't focus on that. Instead he focused on the small red and orange dragon. With a flame design and a familiar shaped helm and even more familiar optics.

He had no doubt that was Hot Rod and it sent a jolt of both shock and delight up his spine. Although his friend had changed so much he was no longer missing.

He watched Hound talk to them and gesture towards them.

The dragon standing next to Hot Rod was blue with a visor and a mask of sorts covering his face. Staring at the dragons familiar helm he immediately knew who it was.

Soundwave stomped the ground and growled something out. Spreading his wings menacingly in a display of intimidation. Hound took a step back looking slightly nervous. It was obvious Soundwave didn't want them around. Then Hot Rod nuzzled him and he watched in shock, as Soundwave immediately calmed down. Hot Rod purred and Soundwave licked Hot Rod in return.

Then Hot Rod said something that made Soundwave reluctantly agree. Hound bowed and then came towards them.

"They are celebrating a holiday. I'm unable to translate it, but it's about fertility and love."

He lead them towards the camp. All of them nervously approached, looking at the dragons who were staring at them. Some seemed weary others curious and some unhappy.

He was distracted by Hound saying something and then telling them to bow. They did as told and Hound lead them to a log where they all sat down and watched.

Soundwave began talking in a language he didn't understand and flew towards a raised area. Hot Rod joined him and pressed against his side.

Suddenly there was music and dragons dancing. He didn't pay attention instead watching his friend talk to Soundwave and nuzzle him. It was obvious those two were a couple and it made his tanks twist. He'd missed so much and Hot Rod didn't recognize him.

He looked away and turned back to the dancers who were enjoying themselves until something happened.

The ground began shaking and the dragons looked alarmed as trees fell. Hound's optics widened as he asked.

"Are there more of you?"

Chromia nodded looking confused.

"Yes? How else are we supposed to get them out."

"You can't do that! They have lives here!"

Hound's optics widened as he gestured towards the dragons.

"Lives? They don't even know who they are."

"Their dragons."

Hound insisted and Chromia shook her head.

"Their not supposed to be. We're helping them."

"No you're not. Their happy here and you're disrupting their lives after they've finally adjusted."

"We are helping them."

Chromia insisted as a large group of Cybertronians appeared. Soundwave growled angrily as he turned towards Hound. Who shook his head frantically trying to explain.

Then a dragon was hit with a net. Making a sound of alarm, they thrashed around and the others either rushed to help or raised their wings in an attempt to intimidate.

"Don't hurt them!"

Chromia ordered as nets were shot towards the dragons. It had quickly become chaos and he grabbed Ratchets hand and ran. Before they were injured.

Then he heard a familiar sound of pain. He froze and looked over to see Hot Rod panicking as he was trapped in a net. He made a loud sound which sounded like a cry for help. Soundwave immediately answered from where he was trying to fight one of the machines.

He rushed towards Hot Rod and began working on cutting the net. Hot Rod said something and Soundwave shook his head trying to free him.

More dragons were caught and they thrashed around hurting themselves in an attempt to be free.

"Launch the tranquilizers!"

Captured dragons were hit with a tranquilizer and stopped struggling. Dragons still not captured tried to fly away, only for seekers to fly in and force them to land.

They were caged in and it wasn't long before all of them were unconscious and being loaded onto ships. Where they'd be taken back to Cybertron and hopefully cured.

Looking behind him he found their home in ruins. Hound standing in the middle looking sad and shouting.

"You don't know what you're doing! They were happy here couldn't you see that?!"

His tank twisted and he didn't know how to feel about that. Turning away he boarded the ship wondering if they did the right thing.

8 werewolf please!!

It was late and he should be exhausted. However he had a large grin on his face after spending the day with Soundwave. It was their one year anniversary and Soundwave had surprised him with tickets to an amusement park he'd always wanted to go to.

He felt giddy as he opened the door. Having spent the last few minutes making out with Soundwave in his car.

Unfortunately that feeling didn't last long. He'd just opened the door to his room, ready to climb into bed when he froze in shock. He stared at his trashed room his eyes raking over his destroyed stuff.

When he saw his secret box hidden under the floorboards, laying face down in the middle of the floor his heart sank.

"Hot Rod come here now."

He shivered and felt fear wash through him like a tidal wave. His legs shook which caused his whole body to tremble. The giddy feeling from earlier was gone. Now it was replaced with a gnawing anxiety that filled him with dread.

On autopilot his body walked towards his parents room. He was terrified of what awaited him inside. However he couldn't do anything to change his fate. Not when his body wouldn't respond.

Entering his parents room he found his mom crying. His dad had an angry expression on his face and was holding a belt. On the floor lay pictures of him with Soundwave along with love letters. Tickets for things like movies. Little trinkets and gifts he'd been given.

All of it was destroyed and he felt his heart clench painfully.

His dad looked at him with an icy glare as his mother wailed about raising him to be the f word.

"Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

He stayed silent out of fear.

"I didn't raise you to be like this. It's something wrong and unacceptable."

His mother added in.

"Don't worry. We'll find a nice camp that will fix you right up. It will get rid of these... Tendencies."

His eyes widened and he cried pleading with them not to. Of course they didn't listen and his dad yelled at him. Standing up he hit him with a belt so hard he fell to the ground.

He then began hitting him over and over again. Not just with the belt, but with his fists and feet. He felt a sharp kick to his side that knocked the air out of his lungs. The pain ripped through his skin as his father beat him. His mother said nothing just crying silently about him being gay.

His father was unrelenting and was lost in a blind rage. He kept going even though his back was bloody. Even though his whole body was covered in bruises. His dad continued and he had a sicking realization, that he was going to kill him. He would rather have a dead son then a son that was gay.

Finding a strength he didn't know he had. He lifted himself up and ran. He ran as fast as he could not stopping for anything. He knew what would happen if he did. He ignored his parents shouts as he opened the door and ran into the woods behind his house.

He ran as far and as fast as he could. Stumbling through the forest uncaring as branches ripped into him.

He kept going until he lost his father. Then standing in the middle of the forest his chest heaving. He looked around shaking in terror having no idea where he was or how to get there.

Hyperventilating he felt back spots in his eyes and then the feeling of hitting the ground. His vision was blurry and he felt numb all over. The last thing he saw was a tree nearby, before it all went dark.

Waking up with a start he looked around the unfamiliar room or at least he thought it was a room.

He looked down feeling something soft brush against him and found himself wrapped in soft blankets.

Confused he tried to remember how he got here and that's when the memories came rushing back. He felt tears fall at the same time he panicked.

His dad was going to be so angry. His body twinged with pain however he ignored it. His mind worried about what his dad would do to him later.

"It's okay you're safe."

He jumped and looked over in shock to see a large wolf staring at him. He shook with fear, but remained frozen in place. Wondering vaguely if he'd gone insane, because he could have sworn the wolf was talking.

"Don't be scared. I have to show you something."

He gave the wolf a confused look wondering what was happening to him. Not only was the wolf apparently talking, he also had his boyfriend's voice.

Maybe his father did kill him and maybe he was in some strange afterlife or something.

The wolf began changing and he gaped as it turned human. He watched in shock as the human looked up and he made eye contact with Soundwave.

"wha--? How?"

He stared at Soundwave who'd been a wolf before.

"I have been trying to find a way to tell you."

"What are you?"

"A werewolf."

"How did I get here?"

He looked around in confusion because this wasn't Soundwave's house.

"I found you passed out in the middle of the forest and I brought you here. I've been treating your injuries."

He looked down noticing the bandages for the first time.

"How long have I been out?"

"Two days."

"Two days!"

He shouted in shock as his mind raced.

"I have to get back right now. My parents are going to be so pissed. My dad's probably going to kill me."

"No!"

Soundwave growled and he froze staring at his werewolf boyfriend.

"You are never going back to them again."

"What? Soundwave you can't just keep me here, like some prisoner."

"I'm not going to, but I'm also not letting you go back to your parents. They hurt you Hot Rod. I found you alone passed out in the woods bleeding all over. Your dad could have killed you."

He looked away ashamed.

"He found out."

Soundwave growled again.

"They don't deserve you. Stay with me Hot Rod. I want to protect you. I want to keep you safe and I never want your parents to hurt you again. If you go back I might not be able to help you... I was so scared when I found you laying on the ground unresponsive. I don't want something like that to happen again. You don't deserve to be beaten or made to feel like your sexuality is evil."

He cried and Soundwave wrapped his arms around him. He pressed into his chest taking in his scent and felt his eyes close.

"Okay."

He whispered and Soundwave rubbed his back. While helping him back under the blankets.

"You should get some rest. We'll talk when you wake up."

He nodded and looked up at Soundwave worried he was going to leave him alone.

"Don't leave me."

He begged.

"I won't."

Soundwave kissed him and then laid next to him. He cuddled against him and Soundwave held him in his arms.

Feeling his eyes grow heavy he fell asleep a moment later.

I simply request that’s the loveable robot. Attempt to watch a horror movie only to find out the hotrod absolutely love this genre.

(Bonus points of sound waves screams like a little girl)

They had just finished putting up Halloween decorations, and were cuddling on the couch after a long day. He turned on some random Halloween movie not really paying attention.

He was too busy wrapping his arms around Hot Rod and pulling him into his lap. He was a warm comfortable weight in his lap and he buried his face into the back of Hot Rods neck.

Taking in his scent he began kissing his neck. He moved from the back of his neck, to the side and then down towards his shoulder.

"Stop it. I'm trying to focus."

Hot Rod moved his neck away and he gave him a confused look.

"What's going on? You usually don't mind getting distracted from a movie."

"Usually, however this movie is good."

He frowned and was about to ask what it was. When he watched something jump out causing him to jump a little.

Hot Rod turned towards him with a smirk and he found himself looking away embarrassed.

"Did you just?"

"...No."

"You totally did. You screamed like a little girl."

Hot Rod laughed in joy and he ignored him.

"I didn't, I don't know what you're talking about."

Getting up he quickly walked away ignoring Hot Rod, who called for him to come back. The mood had been killed and he found himself sexually frustrated.

Leaving the house he decided to go on a walk and clear his head.

@lightwavelove (13. I had Siri chose cause I couldn't)

He was drawing random doodles from an Earth show, he'd been really into recently. When Soundwave opened the door to their berthroom. He looked over and immediately noticed Soundwave was hiding something behind his back.

Intrigued he pushed away from his desk in an attempt to sneak a glance. Of course Soundwave held it away. So he couldn't see what it was.

Pouting he looked up at Soundwave who chuckled.

"What are you holding?"

He asked and tried to sneak another glance. Of course Soundwave stopped him by keeping it hidden. He glared at him and huffed in annoyance. Soundwave gave him an amused look and finally told him.

"Tickets for Thundercrackers new movie."

"Really?"

He looked at Soundwave in surprise. Because all anyone's been talking about, is Thundercrackers newest movie Josh boyfriend.

Apparently it was supposed to be the biggest hit since the golden age. Which to be fair it was the first Cybertronian movie since the golden age. He'd been wanting to see it just like everyone else. The only problem was that the tickets were always sold out.

Soundwave nodded and held up two tickets.

"I was thinking we could go together."

He ran over to Soundwave and hugged him.

"It's a date."