“Everything packed?” Mirage rested a hand on his partner’s roof, going through his inventory checklist one last time and trusting that First Aid was doing the same.
“Everything on the list and that extra tent Wheeljack insisted on.” There was a fondness in the younger mech’s voice at the way his creator fussed.
“Excellent.” Mirage stepped back and transformed, revving his engine softly with eagerness to get away from the Ark and the rest of the Protectobots and have some private time with his lover. “Let us be off, then. If we hurry, we can be in Seattle before the storm breaks.”
“And if not, we’ll camp out and enjoy the rain together.” First Aid gave his engine a matching rev, and then pulled away from the base. Mirage laughed with delight as he peeled out in a cloud of dust in order to follow.
Transformers, Mirage/First Aid, g1-ish, rated g
“Everything on the list and that extra tent Wheeljack insisted on.” There was a fondness in the younger mech’s voice at the way his creator fussed.
“Excellent.” Mirage stepped back and transformed, revving his engine softly with eagerness to get away from the Ark and the rest of the Protectobots and have some private time with his lover. “Let us be off, then. If we hurry, we can be in Seattle before the storm breaks.”
“And if not, we’ll camp out and enjoy the rain together.” First Aid gave his engine a matching rev, and then pulled away from the base. Mirage laughed with delight as he peeled out in a cloud of dust in order to follow.