Transformers: Snowfall in the Helix gardens

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As the stars race past his viewscreen, Bluestreak is lost in thought. Optimus told him that his inactive status and transferring him to Cybertron was no punishment, but to Bluestreak, it could not be further from the truth.

What makes matters worse is that for the entire flight to Cybertron, Bluestreak has felt the hauntingly familiar hum he hears in his dreams even while awake.

He has hardly engaged any of his fellow Autobots during the flight. A growing part of him begins to worry that he may be losing his mind. The Autobot gunner resolves himself to visit the medical treatment center first thing during the next cycle to see Ratchet.

"All right everyone, make certain you are strapped in." Skylynx calls over his internal comms, "We are about to enter Cybertron's orbit. The next few minutes may be a bit bumpy."

A small orange and yellow Autobot named Wheelie laughs shortly, "Yeah! I love reentry! Make it a fun one Skylynx!"

"Hardly!" He calls back, "I'm carrying delicate equipment in my cargo area, so no thrill rides today."

Cliffjumper smirks, "Booo!"

Wheelie points at him with a wide grin, "Right? Booo!"

The re-entry is fairly uneventful. No cargo is damaged and Skylynx's passengers are hardly even jostled about in the slightest.

Skylynx opens his door to the passenger compartment. Bluestreak and Cliffjumper are the closest Autobots to the ramp and the first of the seven Autobots being reposted to depart and touch the grounds of Cybertron again.

"Ah," Cliffjumper sighs as he looks around, "I have missed this place! Like that Earth movie says, There's no place like home. Am I right or what, Bluestreak!"

The Autobot laughs joyfully before stopping suddenly to apply pressure to his still aching injured chest-plate, "I couldn't have said it better myself, Cliff Jumper!"

"Well, guys!" Cliffjumper calls back to Bluestreak and the now deboarding other five Autobots, "I got some folks to see. Find me over at Maccadam's tomorrow! Drinks are on me!"

One Autobot behind Bluestreak hoots as Cliffjumper transforms to his vehicle mode and races off.

Bluestreak stops walking and stares out over the landscape. It has been ages since he has thought of Cybertron as home. Everything that ever made it a home for him is long passed. All those he knew before the war are very likely dead. Why would Optimus think that coming here would make him feel any better?

At least on Earth, everything was fresh and new. No memories haunted him. No old wounds to reopen when he would see a tower that reminded him of one place or another in Praxus.

As he starts to regret ever boarding Skylynx, two distracted Autobots are about to walk directly into him.

"Blur! Wheelie! Watch out!" another voice calls out from further behind the deboarding passengers.

Both bots stop with only a foot or so between themselves and Bluestreak. They were so involved in looking at a new advert behind them that they narrowly avoided backing into the Autobot gunner.

Blue says softly, "Oh, wow. I am so sorry about that, Bluestreak. That was our fault."

Bluestreak quickly transitions his forlorn expression into a wide grin, "No worries, you guys! I guess you could say we were bound to... run into each other here at some point, huh? Heh heh heh."

The Autobots chuckle politely before excusing themselves and leaving the platform.

Bluestreak starts to call back before turning his head to see who saved him from being collided into, "Thanks for literally watching my back."