FLASHBACK CHAPTER :D! Flashback will be in bold letters!!
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Soundwave was stood in the empty heart of Cybertron, staring directly at the spark in front of him. Bumblebee stood beside him, his optics wide.
"This is the way, this is how it is meant to be." The spark whispered to them, casting a bright blue hue over the two bots.
Soundwave turned, optics flickering as he stared at Bumblebee. Bumblebee turned to him, nodding before both their optics flickered.
....
The two fell, leaning against each other as their sparks went dim.
.....
Soundwave gasped, opening his optics. He blinked in surprise, taking in his surroundings. He was sitting in a field made of pure, liquid Energon, who knew how he was able to stand on it.
Little flowers, more specifically, the Cybertronian flower, Spark Flowers.
He looked away from the growing fields of Spark Flowers that stretched on for endless miles, staring at the sky. The sky was pitch black, little white dots sitting alone in the lucid sky.
Soundwave sighed gently, looking around. His optics tore from one flower to a small gathering of flowers then back to the open fields surrounding him.
"Ah, you made it." A gentle and soothing voice said from behind the big blue bot.
Soundwave turned, staring at who it was. They were tall, much..much taller than Shockwave and Megatron. At least 150 feet.
"Who—" Soundwave trailed off, realizing.
"No formalities needed, Soundwave." The bot said, his optics pitch black with purple and white dots that reminded Soundwave of distant stars over the Lithuim Flats.
"Come, my brother and your Bee are waiting." The gray and black bot said, wandering in the direction Soundwave thought to be north. He soon trailed after him.
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Soundwave was standing with Bumblebee by the bars doors, the two talking in hushed tones. Hotrod could've sworn he had seen Starscream and Cheetor standing on either side of Soundwave, further solidifying his suspicions on Soundwave being the keeper of the Protocols.
Hotrod scoffed, though something deep inside his spark told him not to just start suddenly backing out on Soundwave. He looked at Soundwave directly, raising a hand to call him over.
That's when he paused.
Soundwave's delicate pink optics were staring right at him, gently observing the small blue-black bot. Hotrod felt his servo clench as he shrank into himself. His optics pulled away from Soundwave's, which earned him a distant chuckle.
Hotrod looked up after a while, seeing Bumblebee's servo on Soundwave's arm as they talked. Bee was being too kind, and that made Hotrod mad.
Maybe he was a bit jealous....only a 'wee bit'
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Two hours later....
Hotrod was standing over one of the tables in the bar, explaining his plan to the others. "So, A Team, Bumblebee, Whirl, and Clobber.
You three get to one of the terminals and plug in, try to convince them to transform." Hotrod looked up, Whirl and Bee nodded. Clobber faintly nodded.
"Dead-end, Percy, we need you two to stay together, try to find something to help here, no flirting. MacCadam will probably help if you ask him." Hotrod said, motioning a gentle servo towards the bartender who smiled in response.
"Soundwave and I...." Hotrod paused briefly, turning to Bee. He gave him a look that only said one thing 'we need to talk.'
Bee nodded nervously, Soundwave leaned against Hotrod and little as he listened to the smaller bot talk. "Soundwave and I will go into the Pavilion, to see what we can, find a weakness, anything!"
Everyone nodded, leaving to go do what the plan had asked them to do. Soundwave waited by the door, his pink optics on Hotrod the whole time he talked to Bee.
He let a faint smile come under his mask. Hotrod walked up to the doors. "Alrighty, Bee said Starscream and Cheetor are gonna meet us there."
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"You're staring."
"I know."
"Why?"
"You look good when you're in control." Soundwave chuckled, not an ounce of embarrassment in his tone as he flirts(in public) with Hotrod.
The blue bot strode out the doors, leaving a flabbergasted and embarrassed Hotrod in the bar.
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After a few minutes, Hotrod joined up with Soundwave, walking with the big blue bot as they slowly made their way towards to the Pavilion.
Hotrod stayed close to him, as if he was jealous that Bumblebee would come out of nowhere suddenly and try to steal Soundwave away from him again like he was doing in the bar.
Was that what he was doing?
By Primus, maybe he was just that jealous...
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By the sparks of the old! What a short chapter! Well, the reason for that is...I'm stressed from school
BUT~! I am proudly here to say; Goldenrod could, most likely, have a happy ending...
Unless Hotrod fucks it up like he's going too— I MEAN-
:)
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User: [Anonymous_001]
Topic: [Remaining empty_]
Persona: [Soundwave_Decepticon_Lieutenant_Charge of control_]
Power source: [Unreadable_missing]
Code: [Power_Protocol__%40_no gain_]
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Goldenrod - SoundRod AU
FanfictionSoundwave and Hot-Rod have had a strained relationship even before the war started. And now that the Quintessons have taken over Cybertron the two must set aside old relations and help each other. Something is wrong. Terrible wrong.
