TFP - UnderstandingThe low rumble of an engine disturbed the silence of the surrounding wood. The cicadas and crickets either became louder or hushed altogether. A dog, perhaps a stray, stood at the side of the road, but ran into the thick brush as the car drove by. Knockout, quite honestly, was not very happy with causing such a disturbance, but was required to maintain the noise if he wanted to go anywhere in his vehicular mode. Normally, he wouldn’t have cared about instigating something like this, but he had been feeling a bit sensitive lately, to say the least.More Like This
He needed to get away from his little “science experiment” for a while. He would never admit it, but performing obscene experiments on the carcass of his former partner, his best friend, was beginning to affect him. He even caught his spark clenching once as he injected Cylas with an earlier synthetic energon solution, but after hearing the human’s voice instead of Breakdown’s, he finished the experiment without
Hnn... Sticky TFP- Fanfictions.Ah, I have a new thing I'd like to try. FANFICTION. I blame all of you wonderful fanfiction writers that have gotten me into this!More Like This
Just a year ago, I was all like "NOO I don't like fanfictions" and "No, I can't see it as something good".... :iconwthamiseeingplz: IS THAT REALLY ME!? Now I I'm soo in love with slashy TF Fanfictions...<333 I have my favourite writers too :iconhurrplz:
So the thing is. I would LOVE to write some slashy TFP fanfics. I actually have a fanfiction.net account since maaaaany years back, but I don't use it. Haven't done that for... ah, maybe 5-6 years. I don't even remember what my username was... But would you guys care for yet another fanfiction artist? I mean... I don't even know if I'm any good... I can write good stories for Eons Ago and My Star, but if I can't draw along with it.... WILL IT BE ANY GOOD?????
And- would anyone be so kind and help me out w
TFP-short fan fictionThis Transformers Prime fan fiction takes place a few years in the future. Jack works and goes to school while still helping out the team and being a devoted mate and father. Hope you Enjoy it.More Like This
A FATHER'S NIGHTMARE
As the orange light of the Nevada sunset washed over the parking garage of a three floor building, Jack hoisted his duffel bag over his shoulder as he glanced at the time on his cell phone. 5:00 pm exactly. He was looking forward to getting back to base and trying to get a few hours of sleep before starting his two evening classes at the University.
"Good thing I wrote that report for Fowler during my break this afternoon or that would have cut into my sleep." As he got in his car, an old model he bought just to have transportation back and fourth when Arcee wasn't available; he thought of his true love Arcee and how even at times like this, end of the day, tired as anything; he missed her and loved her so much.
At 5:20 pm, Jack pulled into
TFP Fanfic: Chapter 6: Just Say You Like Me Part 2CHAPTER 6: Just Say You Like Me Part 2More Like This
SonicWave saw a glimpse of her beloved Optimus Prime from the corner of her eye and smiled. She turned her head and he lied down on the soft grass. She lay down close to him cuddling on his arm, blushing. They watched the warm colors of the setting sunóred, orange, and yellowófade away into darkness, uncovering the thousands of stars staring back at them.
Every time she looked at the stars she remembers both joyful and painful memoriesóbeing away from their real home, Cybertron and every moment she spent with Optimus, staring into his optics and forgetting everything else.
Optimus sat up, Sonic followed.
"Where are we?" She wondered looking around, admiring the thousands of roses blooming.
"I'm sorry, but that has to remain classified." He replied flatly.
SonicWave grinned as she placed her hand on his. Color was suddenly brought on the Prime's face. He was still having trouble finding the right words to say. Then he finally decided,
Sparkling Troubles "Bee! Wanna wessle?"More Like This
Smokescreen jumped on top of Bumblebee and the two sparklings started to playfully kick and punch each other, all the while giggling and rolling around on the floor.
Suddenly, Bumblebee cried out. "Owie, dat hurt!"
The sparkling's screech had caught the attention of the rest of the Autobots, who were standing nearby. Optimus slowly walked over.
"Uh-oh," Smokescreen whispered.
"What is all the commotion?" Optimus asked quietly when he stood before the two.
"I ascidently scratched Bee, and he's leaking!" Smokescreen admitted.
Optimus looked toward the med-bay, where the medic was working. "Ratchet, might you be able to retrieve a mend-aid for me? We seem to have a wound." He looked back to a guilty looking Smokescreen. "Now, what do you say to Bumblebee?"
Smokescreen looked toward Bumblebee. "I'm sowwy."
Ratchet returned with a mend-aid and handed it to the Prime. Optimus knelt down and gently applied the adhesive bandage. "There. All better, right?"
Sparkling Troubles Smokescreen's form slowly rolled off of the side of the Omega Lock, and disappeared as quickly as Bumblebee had.More Like This
Every Cybertronian in the Omega Lock's battle had a shocked look upon their faceplates; even Shockwave and Starscream, and the Vehicons and Eradicons if they could show expression: except Megatron.
It was unthinkable to offline any member of their race under full mechhood.
Optimus was the first to react. After seeing Megatron's smug faceplate, he couldn't hold back his rage.
"NOOOOO!" He screamed with as much emotion as he could muster. He slammed his frame against Megatron, successfully knocking the evil mech onto his knees. Optimus ran to him and raised his cannon for the final blow.
A searing strike of pain hit his upper chassis, and suddenly he was hanging onto a fin of the ship with one hand. Megatron slowly strode to him, looking down, Dark Star Sabre in hand.
He raised the deadly device above his helm. "Prepare to join your sparklings in the All Spark!"
Sparkling Troubles Megatron was in the main room of his supership, the Nemesis. He was awaiting the successful arrival of his communications officer and two Autobots. Several drones had been wandering in and out continuously for a few hours now, and he was becoming impatient. Had it been any other one of his officers (like Shockwave, Knockout, and especially Starscream) he would have been waiting for a few more hours at least.More Like This
But Soundwave never took this long.
The Dark Lord began to wonder if anything had gone wrong. Sure, the odds were stacked heavily against Soundwave, but Megatron believed it a simple task for a mech like his trusted officer.
The silence of the room was very suddenly broken as a green-blue swirling Ground Bridge appeared not ten feet away from his form. Megatron tried to hide the fact that he had startled and jumped by shooting deadly glares at the drones whom had seen. They scurried away while they still could.
Soundwave walked through the portal with an air of superiority, mystery
Sparkling Troubles As Arcee, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, Ultra Magnus, and Optimus Prime walked through the Ground Bridge, theyloudly gasped. Ratchet was on the monitor, frantically typing away at something unknown. The control panel was torn open, several wires dangling loosely, almost like someone had tried to sabotage the mainframe database. But what really shocked them was the medic's face. Ratchet only used his extremely worried face at the worst of times, like when a bot was dying in his arms. This was one of those times.More Like This
"Ratchet? Are you alright, old friend?" Optimus asked gently. Ratchet half-turned around to answer, but was cut off by a certain purple and pink femme.
"Where's Soundwave? And where are Smokescreen and Bumblebee?!"
Ratchet's face only grew more worried, if that was even possible. "No, I'm not! Soundwave just took off with our entire database of information, and the sparklings!"
"Scrap." Wheeljack muttered angrily. Bulkhead quickly stepped forward.
"Well, I say we go look for 'em!"
Sparkling Troubles Ratchet's optics widened in horror as the dark mech slowly raised his chassis so that he was sitting upright. His long, thin legs moved to dangle off the egde of the medical berth. He smoothly reached over and scooped up his visor.More Like This
His optics never left Ratchet's face.
Standing up, he snapped the mask onto his face. Ignoring the sparklings quivering at his feet, he walked over to Ratchet. Though he was only a few feet taller than the medic, Ratchet felt like Soundwave loomed over him by hundreds. Soundwave stood stock still for a few Earth minutes.
Ratchet began to reach up his hand to activate his comm. link, but one of Soundwave's glowing tentacles lashed out and attached to the mesh covering his spark chamber. Electricity pulsed through the appendage, successfully knocking out the CMO.
The Decepticon stood, admiring his handiwork for a moment, before turning around. Bumblebee and Smokescreen were nowhere to be seen. As he turned to leave, he noticed a large monitor standing by what