Epic Tear Jerking Transformers Prime One-Shots

May I have this dance?

A/N
This is a Skids x Nautica from mtmte comic series....this ship is so overlooked...even though its in the comics....

The femme sighed as she laid down on her berth.

Once again she had a strange feeling that some part of her was missing....she shrugged it off and offlined her optics and fell into recharge....

~~

Skids watched from the far side of the room as the other bots danced on the floor.

It wasn't that he couldn't dance, it was more he didn't like anyone here he wanted to dance with.

" Isn't this great!" Shouted his best friend/bar tender.

" Everyone on the lost light is dancing their sparks out! I love it!"

Swerve cleaned another glass and set it on the counter.

" Ratchet would have loved this."his friend added. Skids scoffed. Knowing that grumpy medic....his reaction would be similar to the time when Swerve opened the bar......without telling Rodimus or Magnus....and that ended with Swerve being arrested.

He chuckled lightly at the memory and watched the others.

He noticed to the far corner several bots were acting like floor decor, benchwarmers. Not to his surprise was Megatron, Cyclonous, Rung, one guy he couldn't remember and....Nautica?

She had a very out going personality, so seeing her on the side lines was hard to picture.

Be watched as the hothead femme walked over to her and talked for awhile.

After several minutes Nautica got up with a hidden frustration.

Worry flashed across his faceplate as the femme left.

Concerned about what happened Skids got up and followed her.

~

Swerve watched as his buddy left and smiled.

" He totally likes her." He said to the closet bot, which happened to be Whirl.

" Heh....took him long enough...." the one optic mech smirked before taking a swig of his drink.

~

Skids walked away from the party, the music becoming more muffled the farther away he walked.

" Hey? Nauctia?" He called.

Skids continued his search when he didn't receive a answer.

Walking down the empty halls of the Lost Light, he called her again.

Confused on how a femme could disappear so quickly, the mech did a 360.

He almost missed her, She was in a darker part of the room, and was obvious that she was upset.

" Nautica?" He asked, sincerely worried. The femme glanced at him, her big blue optics gazed at him with a sad glint.

" You ok?" Skids asked.

She nodded and almost turned away to leave.

" Anything I can do? "

Nautica looked as if she was going to decline, but stopped her self.

She gave him a half smile.

" Actually.....yes. I can't dance very well."

Skids raised a confused optic.

" You want me to dance with you?" He asked. The purple femme nodded. Skids smiled and extended his servo. Even if she wasn't a great dancer should could probably let off some steam. Whatever that red femme Firestar had said to her really must have upset her.