Transformers Prime: Project Predacon

As soon as my feet touched to ground Ratchet was climbing off. He made contact to the stable dirt and wobbled, struggling to stay upright. Optimus was there to catch his arm, but the medic shrugged him off stubbornly, irritated already. The Prime watched his old friend stagger away to the abandoned Decepticon warship as if he was drunk. As soon as Ratchet disappeared he turned to me.  

"So how was the. . . bonding time?" He asked me. I let my tongue snake out, clearing any dust and debris from my face from the long flight. I curled up on the sand, enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun.  

"I wouldn't quite call it 'bonding time'." I said it mostly to myself, but he heard it, only because I allowed him to. I rested my head in the bed of warm sand, sighing heavily. Dirt sprayed everywhere from the breath and the Prime was attacked by it, swirling clouds engulfing his frame.  

"I'll be fine here. You may go. If there is trouble, I will call, if I need one of you, I will call." I closed my optics, blotting out the light and shutting part of my brain down to rest. I vaguely heard the sand crunch under the metal feet of Optimus as he walked away.  

Barely enough time passed for me to actually get into my afternoon nap when I heard yelling. I exhaled loudly and growled in annoyance. Whoever it was had an incredibly high pitched and annoying voice, and it seemed to be male. I tried to block out the noise, but whoever it was yelling seemed to be getting closer, or louder. Suddenly it grew quiet but I could hear the crunch of sand underneath the feet of several different bots. They smelled unfamiliar, so they weren't Decepticons. I heard several whispers including the annoying voice.  

"Is it asleep?" I heard him say. I was most definitely not an 'it' and I never intended to be an 'it'. I lazily opened one eye, willing them mentally to go away. I was obviously needed for attention, so I stirred slightly, showing whoever they were that I was awake. The blue and yellow one stood several feet from my head, and was bent over staring at me.  

"WOW, that's one huge optic! Can you see everything?" I blinked, looking up at the small, childish face that gazed back at me.  

"What do you want, youngling?" I asked. His entire face brightened as I spoke to him.  

"AWESOME!! And you talk too! Aw yeah, this is sooo cool!" He dashed out of my view, which worried me a little, hopefully he didn’t go poking around somewhere he shouldn’t of. Another bot came into my view, this one I recognized as Bulkhead, he was the only one I remembered, except for Arcee, I knew her well enough.  

"Sorry, Smokescreen still has some energy, cuz you know, he's kinda- WOAH! Hey, Smokescreen, let's not climb on her." I lifted my head as I felt small feet grind into my hips, swiftly pulling himself up with the strength of a young, pent up bot. I turned to glare at him, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't be angry at him for having so much energy and being curious. I let him climb on me as if I was a playground, it was amusing to watch him squeak with pleasure each time he found something new. His small hands poked and prodded everywhere, I could feel him gently running them across my wings.  

"Wow, these are huge! Could you, like, spread them?" I shifted a little, looking back at the small, blue bot that stood on my shoulders.  

"You might want to hold onto something." I said as I began to outstretch my wings. I spread them to full length as he had asked, but he was adventurous and didn’t hang onto anything. My movement jostled him immensely and he almost lost his balance but caught himself at the right time. He laughed evilly, and I glanced at the other two bots that stood before me. Both of them shrugged, and I got the vibe that neither of them understood the youngster. Out of the corner of my right optic I saw movement, and I turned to see who it was. It was the white one, covered in battle scars. He kept his distance, and his canon was already out, as if prepared to attack me if provoked. He had a negative and badass attitude surrounding him, and I watched him carefully.