Meeting (Chapter 1)

Trust Flight

Half moon

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Anti talked with Raf the whole time, but I didn't mind.

  I thought it was sweet how well he got along with the other kids.

  Here's to hoping that some of Miko's habits don't rub off on him.

  Like running into the groundbridge to see a few cons.

  The kids had a little racing competition with thier toy cars, swerving and drifting them all around everyone's feet.

  Ratchet thought it was annoying, almost stepping on Raf's car.

  Everyone cheered, and I swear I could see a small twitch form at Optimus' lips.

  He was trying not to smile.

  After the kids had gone home, I wanted to go up to the roof.

  Anti was passed out on the couch, tired from a whole day of playing games and hiding around the base from the bots, playing hide and seek.

  Nightshade stays next to Anti, his head on Anti's chest.

  I head up to the elevator, sitting on the edge, staring at the sky.

  I hear the elevator slide open again, but the bot sized one.

  I hear Bee's steps.

  I look behind me anyway, and it's Smokescreen.

  I was usually really good at determining footsteps.

  Well, they are the exact same size.

  He kneels next to me, looking over the edge.

  "How are you not scared of heights?" He asks, backing away a little.

  I twitch my feathers a little, smiling.

  "Oh." He says, shaking his head.

  I just stare at the sky, at the moon, at the stars. At it all.

  I think back to today when we were scouting.

  "Thanks for blocking that shot earlier." I say, glancing at him.

  He looks a little taken aback. "Er...  You're welcome.  Thanks for blocking that other shot, too."

  I chuckle.  "Would've helped if I knew you had the phase shifter on you."

  He looks down at the ground.

  "You took it again without asking, didn't you?"

  He cracks a nervous smile. "No idea what you're talking about."

  I roll my eyes and laugh a little.

  An idea sparked in the back of my head.

I grew to his size, standing up and holding out my hand.

  He gets up, confused.

  "Are you scared of heights?"

  He looked down and shook his head.  But I saw it in his eyes.  He was a little scared.

  "Do you trust me?"

  His eyes flicked up at me, nodding.

  "Take my hand and shut your eyes, if you really trust me." I say, holding out my hand again.