FrostWave(BEING RE-WRITTEN)

Chapter 6: Violent Storm

Silver Frost slowly began to wake up. A new day on the very chaotic island of Griffin Rock. She looked over at the clock on her wall, the time read 4:32 AM. She groggily sat up, slowly blinking. "Good fuckin morning. New day. New opportunities, or new disasters. Depends on what fate has in store." She stood up and stretched and yawned. She quickly tossed on a t-shirt and shorts and walked out of her room, her claws making clinking noises against the concrete floor. She walked over to the giant red couch that was placed for perfect viewing of the TV and flopped onto it.

Heatwave heard Silver Frost's easily recognizable footsteps and walked out to the hangout space in the bunker, and he saw her sprawled out on the couch. "What'cha doing up so early? You are normally asleep for another hour or two."

Silver Frost looked up at Heatwave. "I have a feeling today is going to be more chaotic than the usual chaos we deal with, and not the funny haha kind of chaos either. Utterly horrifying kind of chaos, y'know?"

"Yeah. I hope today won't be THAT chaotic though. I don't think I have the patience today." Heatwave said as he sighed.

"Same. I'm too tired to deal with bullshit today." Silver Frost replied as she sat up. Suddenly having the urge to get up, play some music, and dance. She stood up and turned on the TV and opened up the music app.

"What kind of music do I feel vibing to today?" Silver Frost said as she looked through the songs on the main menu. She saw "Work Bitch" by Britney Spears. Perfect. She selected it and it began to play.

"What are you doing?" Heatwave said as Silver Frost began to dance.

"Shhh, I am dancing." Silver Frost said as she swayed her arms in a comparable fashion to the movement of windshield wipers and marched in place on each beat.

♫"You wanna...Hot body...You wanna Bugatti...You want a Maserati...You better work bitch."♫

Heatwave watched, lowkey wanting to join in Silver Frost's shenanigans but he doesn't want the others to walk out and see the both of them dancing to "Work Bitch" by Britney Spears. Blades would never let it go if he saw Heatwave dancing, let alone dancing with Silver Frost.

Silver Frost then jumped up and widened her stance on the floor and began to punch the air, pumping her chest with each punch. She's in a trance-like state, she's not giving a fuck how she looks, only enjoying herself and waking up. The music was suddenly cut off and Silver Frost immediately snapped back into reality.

"HEY- WHO TURNED OFF THE MUSIC-" Silver Frost almost shouted, upset that her vibe was cut short. She looked then realized the power went out. "WELL SHIT. I guess I was unfortunately correct."

"No shit." Heatwave huffed. He's not looking forward to what chaos he and his team could possibly have to clean up.

The others quickly rushed in, in a shocked, organized frenzy. The room was silent for mere moments before someone spoke up.

"What is going on?!" Blades said with a tinge of panic in his voice.

Silver Frost sighed. "We know as much as you, Blades. I have a feeling its not a good thing that caused this sudden loss of power."

"Have you NOT seen the weather outside? It's storming outside." Kade snapped.

Silver Frost scowled. "I've been in the bunker since last night and haven't left. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW?" Silver Frost snapped back.

Heatwave sighed. "Shit is going to be chaotic today."

Silver Frost quickly went to her room and changed into her uniform quickly.  Calls can come in at any second now. The others headed for the elevator platform. Silver Frost ran out of her room and quickly hopped onto the platform. Cody pressed a button on the control panel and the platform began to ascend up to the garage. The bots transformed into their vehicle modes and Silver Frost transformed into her alt mode and perched herself on Heatwave's ladder.

"I have a feeling that shit is going to get wild today. Its barely 5:00AM and its storming outside." Silver Frost said as she made herself comfortable on Heatwave's ladder.

Heatwave huffed. No one was looking forward to any chaos today, but with the weather, there's bound to be an abundance of it, especially in Griffin Rock. The first call came in, a tree had fallen on someone's house. Boulder and Graham rushed out of the garage and headed to the location to assist.

A few hours later...

The team had already answered many calls from around the island. Thankfully by this time the storm had calmed down to a light drizzle. Everyone was exhausted. From stopping trees from falling to temporarily fixing fencing to prevent cattle from being set loose, the day was chaotic. Poor Heatwave fell face first into mud while trying to stop a tree from falling on a cabin in the forest, and Silver Frost had to help him up, but it was a struggle for both as the mud kept making them losing their footing. They were the only bots that got real dirty while attending to the emergencies that the storm had caused.

"Hrrrrr. This god damned mud is going to be a pain to clean out of my fur." Silver Frost said as she gathered the cleaning supplies.

"Did you forget I fell face first into the mud." Heatwave said with a tinge of annoyance in his tone.

"No. No I didn't. At least cleaning the mud off of you will be easier than cleaning it out of my fur." Silver Frost retorted.

The others had vacated the garage to relax while they can, leaving only Heatwave and Silver Frost there. Silver Frost had prepared several buckets of soapy water and had grabbed several different scrub brushes. Using one of the brushes she aggressively stirred each bucket to foam up the soapy water. She scooted a bucket over to Heatwave and handed him a scrub brush.

"Let me know if you need help scrubbing an area you cant reach" Silver Frost said before dunking her entire head into a bucket. She shook her head to loosen any mud that was left.

Heatwave didn't respond, he scrubbed his face to remove any dirt that was left after spraying himself in the face after managing to finally stand up after struggling in the mud. He ignored Silver Frost, who was now brushing the hell out of her soaked tail in an attempt to remove all the mud. She was grunting in frustration as her tail was so long and had really thick fur. She suddenly smirked. She finished brushing out her soaked tail then SLAPPED it against the concrete floor, making a loud snap noise.

Heatwave flinched, not expecting a loud sudden noise. "whAT THE FUCK WAS THAT-" He turned around to a now cackling Silver Frost. He glared at her. "It was you that made that noise, wasn't it?"

Silver Frost had to catch her breath before she could speak. "Yeah. Yeah that was me."

Heatwave glared at her and resumed cleaning himself. Not amused with Silver's antics. He still felt mud residue on his back but he couldn't reach it. "Silver Frost can you get my back? I cant reach it and I can still feel mud back there." Heatwave somewhat reluctantly asked.

"Of course. Perks of being small and slim. I can fit into spaces you can't fit into and I can clean my back without any help." Silver Frost said as she grabbed a scrub brush and hopped onto Heatwave's shoulder. She crouched down, using her soaked tail as an anchor, began to scrub away the mud on Heatwave's back. She was gently scrubbing, taking her sweet time getting all of the cracks and crevices, making sure they were thoroughly cleaned. Heatwave didn't expect to actually enjoy having someone be so caring while helping him. He silently hoped for it to last a little longer, as the feeling of his back being gently scrubbed was oddly stress-relieving for him.

"All done!" Silver Frost proudly announced as she slid off of Heatwave to the ground.

"Thank you." Heatwave replied.

"No problem!" Silver Frost said as she smiled.

They both rinsed off the soap off of them. Silver Frost then shook herself dry, getting water EVERYWHERE. Heatwave shielded his face from water spray that was emitted from Silver Frost's fur when she shook herself dry.

"Give me a WARNING next time before you do that Silver." Heatwave said as he began to dry himself off.

Silver Frost giggled. "Alright. I just couldn't handle my fur being soaked any longer."