Transformers one shots and scenarios

Dial J for Jealousy 2

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Dial J for Jealousy 2 *rewitten*

Whirl X Nora

"Nora do you know what a repressed Memory is?"

"Yeah I know what it is Paige, I've been repressing this entire mission since the beginning..."

The short droid's brows furrowed as The Odessa's yeoman sprayed baby powder along the ship's darken halls trying to find a leak, "What are you doing?" both Nora and Paige jumped at the snobby voice the little droid's jumped in to Nora's arms causing the tall purple omber haired woman to fall on her side and her leg to bend, oddly enough she didn't notice as she glared at a one-eyed "preteen girl" in pigtails.

Who in turn glowered down at the taupe haired droid whose face was buried between Nora's fun-bags correction HIS fun-bags..."It's just Whirl!" the tan skinned E-type hissed as Paige's purple eyes looked over at "the Girl", who was crouching next to the two of them.

Whirl calmly placed his palm on Paige's forehead hissed "Buzz off!" before shoving them off of Nora "Whirl, what the hell?! They were just scared, jeez!" she growled as got up to help the droid up; Whirl tsk'd then noticed Nora was limping and her leg was making a weird clacking whenever the knee moved, causing them the mech to his eye suspiciously as Paige noticed her predicament.

"Uh-oh, N-Nora."

"yeah I noticed, and no your not touching it...I think the ball joint just locked up nothing to worry over."

"...well lean on me then, miss Temperance will dismantle me if she finds out I broke you knee."

Nora awkwardly complied as Paige wrapped an arm around her waist and let the tall girl lean on her as a fuming Whirl watched on.

~Whirl Vision~

"oh no you don't worry I'll take good care of you~"

"Oh Paige~ you're too cute to resist!~"

"How's about we go back to my room so I can check out the rest of you~"

"But, Whirl will- eekk!"

(reality)

"Whoa!/ack!" Nora and Paige both yelped when omber haired woman accidentally put weight on her prosthetic leg; causing her and and the short droid to fall into a very compromising position; next thing they knew an angry mass displaced Whirl was standing before them and yanked Nora out from under Paige.

"KEEP YER DAMN HANDS OFF OF MY FEMME OR I'LL DISMANTLE YOU MYSELF AND STUFF YOU IN THE GARBAGE COMPACTER!?!?!"

he roared as Nora and Paige went dead silent, The droids lips began to quiver before tears slowly weld up in their purple eye Whirl's optic twitched as Paige stood up and ran down the hall crying, the blue mech felt a shiver go up his back as the thought of what Tailgate and Cyclonus were going to do to him; once the little perv found them but, at the moment he didn't care.

just so long as it kept that droid away from Nora "Normally this is the part where I tease you or something...But goddamn That was fucking terrifying and hot!" The omber haired purred kissing Whirl on the little antennas causing him to growl as he carried her back to his hab suite.