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S1R11
Chapter Eight
Dreams
Word count: 200
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I don't know how long we sat there, waiting for something to happen. Checking my chronometer alone would distract me too much.
Knock Out worked feverish on SL4D3, but I could tell he was unnerved by our stares.
Everytime our little brother let out a groan we twitch. ST3V3 grabbed my servo tightly in his, if for my own or his comfort, I don't know. But I let him, it was good to feel each other while seeing SL4D3 being operated.
I was fascinated on the methodical workings of the medic. Every step he took in repairing our friend was routine for him. It was interesting to see all the different methods and utensils he uses to patch the 'con up. Medicine always interested me, and now I could learn about a whole new species.
Being able to take an apprenticeship as a medic is only a dream. Free will is something all of us lack.
Some days I think about changing my alt mode, or maybe just a different paint job. Once, I asked my fellow 'cons and they couldn't understand it. Why would you want to look different and stand out?
All of it will always be dreams.
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The Odd One: S1R11
FanfictionWaking up in a new body from a whole new species is a strange experience. Being the odd one out of a sea of vehicon's aswell. My designation is S1R11 and I am the only femme vehicon in the decepticon ranks. [Drabble fic set, Prime!vers, OC-centric]...
