The Perfect Example by Chitter-Box-Kat, literature
Literature
The Perfect Example
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Mom and dad fought today. I dont know what they were fighting over, but it got so bad, they had to make sure I was as far away from them as I could be. They do it because they dont want m to worry or get scared, but sending me away just makes it worse.
Uncle Opt called while mom and dad were arguing. I talked with him for a good part of the fight. Bumblebee is learning more and more about the humans every day! Hes been teaching all kinds of languages to the other Autobots. Uncle Opt told me not to tell any of my friends about it. I think Ill save
Dear Megatron,
First off, Id like to express how astonishing your leadership for the Decepticons was er is. Youre control has brought such prosperity over Cybertron and all who inhabit it. You lead us to a victo- brilliant fight over the Autobot scum, my liege. With this in mind, I, Starscream, consider that you treat yourself to a nice long vacation where you can recharge. The Black Hole cruise line pamphlet is attached.
Sincerely,
Starscream
Star-crossed Lovers Ch 1 by MahryMutou45, literature
Literature
Star-crossed Lovers Ch 1
Autobots ahead! Fire at will! Megatron shouted back to the other Decepticons. As they all started to fire from behind him, Megatron transformed and Soundwave caught him, but not before releasing his Cassecticons.
Oh boy. Here we go, Bumblebee stated as all the Autobots prepared for the fight ahead. The Decepticons landed and the battle began.
Optimus! Let me fight! I know I can take one of them on: let me at em! a tiny femme bot yelled from the back lines.
No, Megorcia. The last time I let you fight, you were nearly killed. Go wait this out. Im sorry Megorcia, but youre not st
It made his sick to the very bottom of his energon processor, to watch his brother grow up without him.
It made him doubly sick to know that his brother could never know about him or risk them both being killed- or his brother, at least being killed or locked up for the rest of his life as a handle on the weaker emotions.
It was something he had gone over a thousand times over, thinking and rethinking about it, twisting and turning it in different ways, searching desperately for some reason, any reason at all that he would be able to meet his brother.
Time and time again he was stopped. Primus hated him, his brother, and the idea that they