Radio Silence
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Category:
S through Z › Transformers (Movie Only)
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
1,931
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Hasbro or Transformers or Michael Bay (though that would be fun). I don't make any money doing this. At all. Seriously. You can probably see why.
Bingo
They’d needed her after all—her hands were the only ones small enough to reattach the jet’s engine ignition. Barricade had retrieved the module, solemnly, for once without a joke, and had clamped the leaking energon hose with a gentleness Jennifer wouldn’t have thought he was capable of. “Can be repaired,” he said, to Jennifer. “Honestly.”
“It can,” the jet said. “Our repair bots have fixed worse.”
“But—I mean that’s the physical.”
“Oh, Jennifer human,” the jet said, tiredly. “I have been forced before. That is nothing you need to waste any concern with.”
Her belly filled with an icy shock. Not just from what he said, but the gulf between their experiences that his casual statement implied. That it was somehow a regular occurrence. She felt tears spill over her eyes.
“Your xeno is very sweet,” Barricade said, quietly, his smaller hands working at reconnecting the jet’s primary communications.
“Yes,” the jet said. “My xeno. Until I am repaired I would like you to remember that. And keep your hands off of her.”
“Have to give her a ride home,” Barricade pointed out. “Kind of have to touch her to do that.”
“That is…marginally allowable. But she shall contact me,” his eyes turned to her , sternly, “the instant she is at her base, and she will inform me if you have strayed from propriety.”
“Will she?”
“She will.”
Jennifer couldn’t hold back the relief she felt at hearing his weird overemphasized diction again. She wiped her wet cheeks with her hands. “What about him?” She gestured to the unmoving bulk of the Autobot.
“Oh, I’ve got something special planned for him,” Barricade said. He held up a small cube. “Datatrack. My visual cortex and Starscream’s. Shows the whole thing. Audio/video only, I’m afraid. But convincing enough.”
“And?”
“I thought we should do the universe a favor and weld his damn interface hatch. With this inside. When he goes to get it repaired, I think you humans say, bingo?”
“You okay with that?” she turned to Starscream. Since it had happened to him, maybe he should have some say?
“Bingo,” he said, his voice cold.
“It can,” the jet said. “Our repair bots have fixed worse.”
“But—I mean that’s the physical.”
“Oh, Jennifer human,” the jet said, tiredly. “I have been forced before. That is nothing you need to waste any concern with.”
Her belly filled with an icy shock. Not just from what he said, but the gulf between their experiences that his casual statement implied. That it was somehow a regular occurrence. She felt tears spill over her eyes.
“Your xeno is very sweet,” Barricade said, quietly, his smaller hands working at reconnecting the jet’s primary communications.
“Yes,” the jet said. “My xeno. Until I am repaired I would like you to remember that. And keep your hands off of her.”
“Have to give her a ride home,” Barricade pointed out. “Kind of have to touch her to do that.”
“That is…marginally allowable. But she shall contact me,” his eyes turned to her , sternly, “the instant she is at her base, and she will inform me if you have strayed from propriety.”
“Will she?”
“She will.”
Jennifer couldn’t hold back the relief she felt at hearing his weird overemphasized diction again. She wiped her wet cheeks with her hands. “What about him?” She gestured to the unmoving bulk of the Autobot.
“Oh, I’ve got something special planned for him,” Barricade said. He held up a small cube. “Datatrack. My visual cortex and Starscream’s. Shows the whole thing. Audio/video only, I’m afraid. But convincing enough.”
“And?”
“I thought we should do the universe a favor and weld his damn interface hatch. With this inside. When he goes to get it repaired, I think you humans say, bingo?”
“You okay with that?” she turned to Starscream. Since it had happened to him, maybe he should have some say?
“Bingo,” he said, his voice cold.