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Thin Ice (Transfomers: Dark of the Moon)Staring outward, an uneasy feeling seized his gyroscopes. He fought urge to retreat, to step back before the so-called ground collapsed beneath him. The whiteness stretched off to nothing, a faint hint of water beyond.Thin Ice (Transfomers: Dark of the Moon) by flamewarflipsides
Still she continued onward, covered in white, the only color her golden hair streaming out of her hat. He had no choice. He stepped behind her, snow seeping up the joints of his foot, silently praying to Primus that she would stop.
“Won’t this be beautiful in the summertime? The lake stretching on for miles, the soft sand… Like the ocean, with no threat of hurricanes.”
“I have no doubt that it will be beautiful to behold, but I find it difficult to imagine a shoreline I can hardly see.”
“Hm. And here I thought you were a dreamer.”
He flinched, inwardly, even as the right words came. “The beauty of your planet is endless, and I have little need ever to imagine more of it.”
She turned, looking up at him, white sm
To Say Anything (Transformers Bayverse)He had finished the notes for the meeting the next day hours ago.To Say Anything (Transformers Bayverse) by flamewarflipsides
He’d managed all the translation he could stand for the day: the archives of Cybertron would have to wait.
All of the treaty drafts, all the speeches and letters, sat aging, drifting far enough away that he could journey to them, discovering them anew.
Then he checked the chronometer, disappointed that hours remained between him and his recharge. He thought about trying to look lively, but what good would that do? As a larger, slower bot, no one expected Optimus to find any use on real patrols. His quick wit kept him awake as nimbler bots like Bumblebee walked the grounds, ready to call him for a coordinated response should what remained of the Decepticons strike.
So there he sat, his work done but his duty remaining, his only task to meet any danger with the response of the rested though rest would elude him until the dawn. So there he sat, with a world of things to do but none to do just then.
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