Complex Robotics

Starry Nights

Chapter Nine: Starry Nights

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It's been about a day since I've started traveling with Sideswipe. Luckily, sometime overnight he began to feel his twin brother again, who sent out coordinates to the meeting location. I bought us a GPS so that it'd be easier to navigate and all.

Right now, it was somewhere around nine in the evening and I insisted that he'd get some rest. We came to a park where I was currently resting on his hood, staring up at the glittering stars and the pale, white moon. The silver seeming to glint with enchantment, the engine spreading warmth all over my back, and I smiled lazily as I glanced at Sideswipe's holoform, which was right next to me. 

He stared up at the sky with that same distant look from earlier, a bit of longing seemed to etch onto his face as his lips pressed into a hard line. His hands rested behind his head in a lazy but comfortable position, just like he was when I found him on my bed. But now that I've studied his body movements a little more, I could tell that he was tensed. But why? He didn't look tense with stress...but just, tense in general. Like he wasn't comfortable in the position he was in at all.

"Sides?" I asked, turning my head to face him.

"Yeah?" He asked, still looking up at the sky.

"I...I want to see you again." I said, so quietly it almost sounded like a whisper.

He looked at me this time, an eyebrow raised, "See me? You're already looking at me."

I rolled my eyes, "You know what I mean."

"What if I don't?" He challenged, shifting his position so that his body faced me.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" I muttered.

"Maybe."

I huffed, sitting up and staring straight into his eyes, "Sideswipe, I want to see your robot form again."

Sideswipe smirked, "Why? Because I'm so hot?"

"No," I said rolling my eyes again, although it didn't stop the heat from rushing to my face, "It's because I know you're uncomfortable like that after a long period of time. I'd be too. Plus, I want a birds-eye view of the stars."

"Fair enough." He said with a nod, before disappearing again. 

By now, I was used to it. I also liked watching the tiny little sparks that shimmered and sparkled in the air until dissolving into nothing. It was wondrous, just thinking about the structures of the robots. How they work, how they communicate, how they move and fight. I wasn't going to admit it aloud, but I secretly liked seeing Sideswipe's robot form, especially when he was fighting. He was graceful, yet deadly. And determined. Once he's put his mind- or, uh processors to it, he's set. It was kind of odd how many traits I shared with him.

 In fact, it was damn scary.

"Charlie..." A voice drifted from the silver, glistening Corvette.

"Yeah?" I asked, bringing myself out of my thoughts.

"You need to get off my hood so I can transform." Sideswipe said.

"Oh, right," I said, getting up of his hood and watched as he transformed. 

The familiar sounds of hydraulics hissing, gears shifting, and metal groaning filled the air around me as I watched him transform into the deadly graceful silver robot. Once he was done, he crouched down to the ground, holding his hand out for me to get on to. I climbed on to his hand without another thought, now used to the extremely high heights as he lifted me high enough. I stared up at the sky again.