@PheonixTiger I love your oc already! Also, If it's possible, I have an ask for Heatwave and Hotshot For Heatwave: If Hot Shot was your son, How would you think about it? For Hot Shot: If Heatwave was your sire or carrier, what are your thoughts about it?
Nightcomber: *Optics narrow as he watches Hotshot, Wedge and Whirl write out the words 'I will never disrespect Nightcomber again' 100 times*
*Data-pad makes creepy noise*
Hotshot&Wedge&Whirl: *jump at the sudden noise but quickly go back to their writing*
Nightcomber: *takes out data-pad and reads what's on the screen and hums before looking back up at the three recruits* I have something to do you three *narrows optics again* And you better be finished writing your sorry's out before I get back am I clear!
Hotshot&Wedge&Whirl: *nod* YES SIR!!!!!!
Nightcomber: *hums and nods* Good recruits! *backs up into the shadows behind him and disappears*
Hotshot&Wedge&Whirl: *wide optic* Man that's creepy!
Nightcomber: *voice echo's* I HEARD THAT!!!!!
Hotshot&Wedge&Whirl: *scream* WHAT THE FRAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!!!
Nightcomber: *growls* LANGUE YOU THREE!!!!!!!!!!!
Hotshot&Wedge&Whirl: *raise servos* SORRY!!!!!!!
On A Tropical Island In The Middle Of Nowhere
Nightcomber: *comes out of the shadows of a tree*
Heatwave: *laying in the shade with his optics closed*
Nightcomber: *looks in Heatwave's direction and makes his way over*
Heatwave: *sighs happily*
Nightcomber: *infront of Heatwave* Hello.....*smirks* Heatwave~!
Heatwave: *yells and sits up quickly too see Nightcomber standing infront of him* NIGHTCOMBER!!!!!!
Nightcomber: *hums rubbing his audio receptor* Yes Heatwave no need to shout!
Heatwave: *clears voice box* Right!...Anyway what are you doing here Nightcomber!?
Nightcomber: *smiles* Well I'm here because you have an ask!
Heatwave: *leans on the tree behind him* Alright what is it?
Nightcomber: If Hotshot was your son how would you think about it?
Heatwave: *hums* Well Hotshot doesn't always listen and I have to yell at him like a Carrier or Sire would do too their sparkling's if they misbehaved
Nightcomber: *nods* That is very true!
Heatwave: But if Hotshot was actually my son *smiles* I would protect him like any creator would their sparkling's
Nightcomber: *smiles softly* That is also true!
Heatwave: *looks at Nightcomber curiously* Medix is your son right?
Nightcomber: *hums softly* Yes he is why?
Heatwave: I was just wonder if he used to be trouble?
Nightcomber: *snickers and shakes his helm* Oh Primus no! Medix was always a very easy and quick learning sparkling I would only have to tell him not to touch or do something once and I'd never see him try too do that thing again!
Heatwave: *hums* Ok.....What was his Sire like?
Nightcomber: *look darkens and the air becomes freezing cold as he speaks in a very dark and creepy voice* We don't talk about him.......*glares sharply sending a shiver down Heatwave's back-struts* And neither will you.....If you want too live long
Heatwave: *wide optic shaking violently*
Nightcomber: *slowly makes his way over to a tree and walks into the shadow completely disappearing*
At The Academy
Nightcomber: *walks out of the shadows and looks at his desk seeing three data-pads he walks over and reads them giving a nod he puts them away before walking back into the shadows*
2 Minutes Later
Nightcomber: *walks out of the shadows and watches Hotshot*
Hotshot: *throwing a cube around but when he spots Nightcomber he trips*
Nightcomber: *walks over and stares down at Hotshot* Hotshot
Hotshot: *chuckles nervously as he stands up* Uh h-hey Nightcomber um w-why are you here?
Nightcomber: *staring into Hotshot's spark* If Heatwave was your Sire or Carrier what are your thoughts about it?
Hotshot: *rubs the back of his helm* Um well Heatwave always yells at me for everything that goes wrong I guess that's kinda what a Sire or Carrier does......But if he was my Sire or Carrier.....I guess it would be cool! *whispers under intake* At least then I would have to deal with the one's I have
Nightcomber: *moves closer to Hotshot* Hotshot.....Are your creators.....Abusive?
Hotshot: *optics widen* Uh~ *looks into Nightcomber's optics* No~?
Nightcomber: *nods* Yep that's a lie *walks over to a shadow*
Hotshot: *stares at him* Wow wait! Nightcomber where are you going!?
Nightcomber: *looks at Hotshot* Too Cybertron! *voice darkens and air becomes cold* So I can find your creators and beat the scrap out of them then send them to jail......*glares* Nobot....And I mean nobot......Will abuse their sparkling......Without me going after them!
Hotshot: *in disbelief* And what can you do your just a teacher!
Nightcomber: *laughs* Oh little Hotshot~ *smirks evilly voice turning dark again* I was once an officer.......And I always brought in abusive creators.......*glares* And executed them for their crimes against their sparkling's!
Hotshot: *takes step back* I-Is Medix really your s-sparkling?
Nightcomber: *nods* Yes....He is I gave birth too him......Though he was forced upon me by the Mech I thought I could trust......I still love him and will never let him go or get hurt again *backs up into the shadows*