FrostWave(BEING RE-WRITTEN)

Chapter 3: Unexpected Winner

The next day...

Silver Frost woke up and stretched. Still in her alt form, she hopped out of bed and strolled out of the medical room. She heard a tv playing somewhere, and not knowing where she was, she followed the noise.

She saw that Blades was watching some show with a child she had never seen. "Hello" Silver Frost said as she laid next the couch.

The child looked at her then at Blades. "Since when did we get a 5th bot?" The child inquired. "Oh that's Silver Frost. She was rescued yesterday." Blades answered.

"Where are the others?" Silver Frost asked as she looked up at the tv. Blades and the child were watching an animated movie. She couldn't identify what movie. "Chase is over by the bookshelf reading, Boulder is in the garage painting and Heatwave is at his sparring area." Blades answered.

Silver Frost looked at Blades and said "I have no fucking clue how to navigate this place-" Silver Frost retorted before Blades cut her off and frantically waving his hands. "Don't swear around Cody!" He chirped.

Silver Frost glared and merely nodded. "Well can you give me a tour of this place?" Silver Frost said as she stood up.

Blades nodded and began giving Silver Frost a tour of the bunker.

After some time the tour was finished and Silver Frost made her way over to Heatwave's sparring area. She silently sat down on the floor and watched him hit the metal dummy with strategic punches and kicks.

She eyed her surroundings. The height of the platform was too high for her to attempt to jump on in both her forms. She found a stack of crates and she hopped up them with ease and onto the platform. Heatwave stopped. "What the hell are you doing, you're supposed to be resting." Heatwave said with a hint of concern in his voice.

Silver Frost hopped around like a giddy and happy dog. "I am all rested up." She said as she hopped around on the platform.

She then got and idea. Silver Frost nipped Heatwave's ankle. He grimaced and tried to grab Silver Frost by the scruff. She skittered to the metal dummy, she jumped on it then jumped on Heatwave's shoulders. He let out a surprised gasp as she made herself comfortable on his shoulders. "I warned you" she chortled. Silver Frost's tail gently swayed, content with her resting spot on the fire bot's shoulders.

Heatwave rolled his optics. "What do you want?" He asked, starting to get annoyed. Silver Frost put a paw on her chin. "I don't know. I'm just bored." She sighed.

Heatwave picked up Silver Frost by the scruff and set her down on the sparring floor. "Go bother someone else, please. I need to train." Heatwave said as he began to attack the metal dummy. Silver Frost sat down. "Training for what? I don't see any of y'all fighting creatures about your size or larger." She said with annoyance in her voice.

Heatwave grunted. He ignored her. Silver Frost shrugged her shoulders and she hopped off the platform.

Silver Frost decided to find something to cover up, as being used to wearing clothes, she isn't comfortable wearing nothing. She snooped around the bunker and found a storage room. "There oughta be something in here" Silver Frost said as she looked through a box. She found a rescue worker suit that was big enough for her to wear. She quickly transformed into her bot mode and slipped into the suit. She zipped it up and fastened the buttons. She twirled around. "A bit tight but it should be alright for the time being." Silver Frost said as she walked out of the storage room.

She walked back out to the sparring area and Heatwave was still there. She made her way up there and hopped up on top of the metal dummy. Heatwave immediately stopped. "What do you want now?" He huffed. He's getting a bit annoyed now.

She smiled and said, "I want to spar with you" she said with confidence. Her stance on the metal dummy was proud. Heatwave scoffed. "I would easily beat your aft if we sparred." He chuckled. "Besides, I'm way bigger than you." Silver Frost sneered. "Oh you'd be surprised at how powerful tiny things can be" she retorted.

Heatwave scoffed. "Bet." He popped his back strut and digits. Silver Frost popped her neck and stretched. "Fair warning, I might bite." She said as she smiled, baring her dentas as she did. Heatwave bared his dentas back. They both let out a guttural growl. "May the best bot win" Silver Frost said as she got into position. Heatwave at one end of the sparring area, Silver Frost across from him. They stared each other down for a few seconds before they both let out a war cry and began to spar.

Silver Frost managed to land the first hit on Heatwave's forearm. He retaliated and punched her side. Silver Frost was sent skidding across the floor but she stopped herself before she fell off the platform. She charged at Heatwave, hitting him with her shoulder. He grabbed her by her arm and tried to flip her over his shoulder, but she managed to bite his arm. He let go because he didn't expect to be bit. Silver Frost landed on his shoulders and she kicked him backward. Heatwave fell on his back, and before he could stand back up, Silver Frost stood upon his chassis. She sneered. "Eating your own words now, huh?" Heatwave frowned, he hated admitting defeat. "Can you get off of me now." Heatwave said firmly. Silver Frost hopped off him and hopped off the platform.

"That was fun, we should do that again some time." Silver Frost said as she left the area.