Organized by Artist
Exploration and Relocation Ch. 4Transformers Prime/Rescue Bots CrossoverExploration and Relocation Ch. 4 in General Fiction
More Like This
Chapter Four: Star struck
"Perfect for any skin type!"
"Next on America's Most Wanted"
"No, Spike, it's too dangerous!"
"I have to, Carly!"
Blades glanced down at the small blonde boy beside him with a concerned expression, optical ridges furrowed. The helicopter-bot had invited Cody over to the living room portion of the bunker to watch some television, but the boy had been clicking through channels with the air of someone who was not all there, a frown etched into his features.
Wringing his servos, Blades hedged, "Cody, are you feeling okay?" The boy glanced up at him, and the television remained on a human soap opera.
"What do you mean, Blades?" Cody blinked, setting the remote down.
The helicopter-bot shrugged weakly. "I don't know...you seem
Cody looked away, fiddling with the remote in his hands. "Ah, not really, Blades. A bit disappointed, I guess, but nothing you should worry about." He met th
The Strangest of Places [Rescue Bots]Chapter Eight: One Bot and a BabyThe Strangest of Places [Rescue Bots] in General Fiction
More Like This
Chief Burns slowly seated himself at his kitchen table, relaxing into the plastic chair with a wordless sigh and lifted the mug in his hand, inhaling the warm, bitter smell of his black coffee. "Peace and quiet," he chuckled softly, basking in the simple tranquility. He raised the mug to his lips, about to savor the coffee he had been so deprived of, when
"Dad! I can't find the robo-baby!"
Charlie sighed, setting the mug down with a clack. "Well, it was nice while it lasted. What is it, Kade?"
There was the sound of heavy, continuous footfalls from the floor above before the young man came tromping down the stairs, skidding to a stop before the kitchen table, hair askew and arms in the air.
"That's it! It's been kidnapped!" Kade cried on the verge of hysteria, large hands flying to cover his head in horrified realization. "Call the police! Bring the whole squadron!"
Charlie, not having moved from his seat at the kitchen table, only quirked a