~Raf's POV~
I will admit, I was a little scared when I ended up in the palm of Soundwave, but I think he's pretty cool knowing that (Y/N)... or Wildstryke... has insured my safety when I'm around her, or if an order wasn't given to find me... or the others. Though in this case, I think it was a good idea for her to be there with me. With the current events as they are, everyone on Team Prime has a target on their back. And a big one at that.
When we made it back, and I was put on the platform, Miko made her jealousy known very well.
"How come she didn't take me with?" she whined, "We could have gone racing! Wait... did she take you racing?!"
I shook my head 'no'.
"Yeah, because she knows she'd blow it if she took you to race illegally." Jack huffed.
"Oh YOU'RE one to talk!" Miko yelled at him, and I started to sneak my way past them and to my computer, "Remember when you raced with Bumblebee?"
"Hey, that was against Knockout," Wildstryke intervened, earning a glare from Jack. She only shrugged, and continued talking with Wheeljack and the others.
Opening the laptop, I went through anything that was unimportant, and started deleting things that were no longer needed, mostly stuff that pertained to the Missile Silo... I wonder if Optimus made it... I found a file that was marked as the 'Turducken' file, and I cringed, realizing that was still in effect... I deleted it, and with the file, the program as well. I don't think we'd need it anymore anyways.
Once it was wiped, a message board popped up on my computer. Confused, and curious, I clicked on it. The user name was S-3...
S-3 ...
SOUNDWAVE! The three must mean 'third in command'! I decided to read it.
|: Clever :|
... oh ...
|: Thank you... :| I answered.
|: I did not expect a human to have been able to bypass my own natural firewalls. You have my respect, young Raf. :|
I know (Y/N) probably mentions me a lot... but him knowing my name is a bit... creepy... I'm starting to have second thoughts about being in contact with Soundwave. He is still the enemy.
|: How were you able to hack into my computer? :|
I never gave him an email... and the platform of this message board isn't any coding I know.
|: Wildstryke gave me a password, one that gives me limited access to your... primitive device. :| Well that was kinda rude. |: I assure you, the only coding I have access to is this message board I've created. :|
Wow... he created this? I mean, sure he's smarter than a human prodigy, but this program has firewalls I don't think even I can bypass...
|: How long did it take to code it? The message board I mean. :|
My curiosity was spiking, and for one of the first times... I felt like I was talking to someone, I know this may seem rude, but I felt like I was talking to someone more on my level. Ratchet's great, but from what he's taught me, I think I've almost surpassed him to a point...
|: Only a few Earth minutes. 4 minutes and 29 seconds to be exact. :|
|: That's faster than I could ever code. :|
|: I know. :) :|
You know... maybe talking to Soundwave isn't so bad. He's a lot more fun than I thought he would be... and nice... But I can't help but feel like I'm betraying everyone at the same time.
I heard a short ping, and noticed Soundwave had sent another message.
|: You haven't answered in your usual intervals of 1 to 2 minutes... are you alright? :|
He was asking if I was 'alright'? Why would Soundwave do that? Then again... he probably just wants to make sure Wildstryke won't freak out if I'm missing or something.
|: Yeah, I'm just... nervous. :|
|: About Optimus Prime? :|
I guess that's a better excuse than any... though it's not a lie to be honest.
|: Yeah... Do you mind me asking if you guys have found anything? :|
It was worth a try.
|: I understand your worry, and I am pleased to tell you that we as the Decepticons haven't found anything. This isn't being conniving, but you know the Decepticon ways. :|
I nodded. I don't know why, but I did. I guess it made me feel a bit better... like I was actually talking to him face to... visor?
|: Thanks... Do you think we could talk again soon? :|
It felt nice to talk to him... to be honest it made me feel important.
|: You can speak to me any time you would like. I will message you if we find anything on Prime. :|
I smiled, not noticing the steps coming nearer to my spot on the platform
|: Thanks again. One question... does this make the both of us double agents? :|
I was curious... and frankly, I felt more like a traitor... but I wasn't exactly giving information...
|: No. This makes me a double agent, and you... I guess you could say a beneficiary. :|
That makes me feel a bit better...
|: Or a friend. :|
The last message caught me off guard, and I reloaded the page several times in case it was a typo... it wasn't, and I couldn't help but smile at the simple word of 'friend'.
"What ya look'in at?"
The question made me jump, and I exited out of the message board, trying my best not to glare at Miko as I closed my computer abruptly.
"Miko, don't do that!"
She rolled her eyes.
"Sheesh! You're starting to sound like Ratchet!"
It was my turn to roll my eyes. I'm not starting to sound like Ratchet.
I opened my computer back up, and realized I had no clue where the message board would have gone.
Darn it Miko. I needed that!
(HE'S SO ADORABLE! I hope you all liked this one! I realized I didn't have very many cute chapters like this, so I fixed that problem! Thanks for reading!)
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