Anon.
I have a planet to run. I don’t have time for you and your stupid comments.
I suggest you frag off or I’ll blast your head off.
The original JaAm comic, in full. Read about its origin here: Armada - The Real Story
Is this what happened when I wasn’t there?
Wh- *Looks surprised* Of course not! Hot Shot is a good soldier, one of the best I knew. I do not understand what this pictures suggest.
This is what happens when I’m not around.
I need a vacation.
The original JaAm comic, in full. Read about its origin here: Armada - The Real Story
Is this what happened when I wasn’t there?
“Yes. I’ve learnt to appreciate it during my time on exile. I understand now why you like it so much, though sometimes it is too cold.” He frowned. Admiring the beauty of space would be much easier in the good company, but he did not regret his choice. Of course he didn’t want to go further into the subject with Jetfire, that would only get him angry. “I’ve seen some interesting places but then, trucks are not very good at intergalactic travel.”
He smiled lightly to himself amused by the thought how it had to look to a third party. A truck flying through space. Ridiculous.
“You know, we can always go watch the starts sometimes together again. Like we used to back on Earth.”
“Now you know why warm places relax me so much. Spend of your time in some freezing cold area, you learn to appreciate warm and fluffy thing.”
Shutting his optics, the shuttle relaxed on the sofa. It was good to be home and while he had Optimus Primes work to do, he wasn’t telling the other just yet, he needed the break more than the SIC did.
Optics flickering on, Jetfire looked at Optimus with burning faceplates.
“Did you just ask me out?”
The small mech couldn’t help the tears that were pouring down his mask. It was just so scary! And dark! What if he was stuck there forever?! Forever was a very long time. Especially alone, without his close friends like Jetfire.
“I-I’m sorry…” he stuttered out. “I-I’m no good. I-I-I w-wa-waaas scared. I j-just wanted to find you b-baaa-“. His words were suddenly cut hiccups. Prime got so nervous he couldn’t even utter a word because of them now. Small, squeaky hiccups.
Holding his friend tight, Jetfire nuzzled the others helm.
“It ok. You ok now. Jetsy no leave you alone again. Promise.”
Rubbing the others back, Jetfire was worried about his friend. He never seen him so scared before. Jetfire didn’t know what to do, he wasn’t good at calming down panicked sparklings. That was Kittys job.
“It ok. You ok. Jetsy promise it ok.”
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“Well, you were the one who decided to take care of him.” He chuckled sipping some more energon and patting the cat sleeping soundly on his lap. “Besides, as I said, you two are alike. In a way. You were always a troublemaker.”
Prime smiled to himself thinking about it for a moment, ever since he met Jetfire he couldn’t complain about being bored. There was always something, either he or him got into trouble and the other saved his aft in the nick of time. Mostly it was Jetfire who came up with brilliant plans but he rarely took the credit for it.
“It’s a really nice apartment. I take it you sometimes go to the roof to watch the stars?”
The SIC noticed how Optimus dogged anymore questions on the berthroom, seems like he got the point.
Still listening to Optimus as he cleaned up the mess Overcast had made, he noticed how said kitten was not hiding in the makeshift cat bed looking guilty. Cute.
Choosing to ignore the others statement about him being the trouble maker, the shuttle finished cleaning up. Quickly returning and sitting beside Optimus.
“Yeah, I like star watching. I could spend hours just watching the night sky. Space is amazing and beautiful and oh so vast.”
Jetfire had a dazed look in his optics, he loved the beauty of space.
