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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: Another chapter, please enjoy!
TAKE NOTE: This is post 4 of 7 that I am doing in a row! Three more to go!
Chapter One Hundred Thirty Seven: Quarry Life
“Why is it taking so long to build a bloody tower? The slag are you idiots doing?”
Scrapper looked up from the large table he had constructed out of old car parts in order to set out all the different designs he had come up with, most of them now with a giant red x through them. “‘Bloody’?” he asked puzzled as he stared at the seeker in utter confusion.
Starscream just glared at the whole group as most of them just stared right back at him. “Idiots the lot of them,” Starscream finally huffed as he turned around and made his way back to the now second dug out. “Can’t even build one slagging little tower…”
“Well it’s your own fault you know,” a voice chuckled as Starscream looked up annoyed to find that the dugout was already occupied.
“Oh go fly into a wall you,” Starscream glared at the blue seeker.
Thundercracker just smirked as he leaned against the dirt wall. “I’m just saying that if you had allowed Scrapper to build it underground like he originally wanted…”
“Not underground!” Starscream yelped appalled. “This planet is horrid enough.” Thundercracker shrugged and went back to sorting the different pieces of spare parts they had pilfered from the abandoned vehicles in the quarry into little separate piles. Starscream just frowned at him before he gained a wicked smirk. “So where’s the other idiot?” he sneered.
“Haven’t seen Misfire yet today,” Thundercracker shrugged moving a large gear into one pile whilst placing a spare panel in the other. “Could be out with Hook or something.”
Starscream shook his head. “I meant your idiot, you idiot.” Thundercracker lifted his head and glared at Starscream and the red mech smirked at the expression. “Aww, won’t he let the little birdie back into the nest?”
Thundercracker’s expression became one of puzzlement. “‘Nest’?”
Starscream just smirked. “Never mind,” he shook his head as he glanced about. “Have you seen Hook?”
Thundercracker still looked puzzled but still shrugged. “Not since he asked me to separate these,” he told him.
Starscream frowned as he turned to exit the small cave in order to find the wayward medic when he bumped into another form entering. Starscream scowled as he stared down at the other member of his unit. “Felling better?” he drawled.
Skywarp just huffed and gave Starscream a small shove in order to get the red jet out of the way. “Slag off,” the black and purple jet snapped at him.
Thundercraker’s head jerked up at the reprimand and he quickly looked over at Starscream, ready to interfere if the current “leader” did anything to his mate. Surprisingly, Starscream just smirked down at the other jet before he looked over his shoulder at Thundercracker. “He’s all yours,” he laughed as he exited the dugout.
Thundercracker just stared after the departing mech in stunned surprised even as Skywarp wandered over and plopped right down on the ground next to him. Thundercracker finally turned away from the cave’s entryway to look at the mech now leaning on his shoulder. “How do you do it?” he asked amazed.
“Do what?” Skywarp murmured, clearly tired and trying to fall into recharge.
“Manage to talk to Starscream like that?” Thundercracker clarified. “He always seems to let things go when it comes to you. How can you get away with it?
Skywarp lifted his opposite shoulder in a shrug. “Just can,” he murmured before his optics lit back up and he looked down at the small piles in front of Thundercracker. “Need help?”
Thundercracker wasn’t about to say no and quickly explained which piles were for what and Skywarp nodded and picked up a piece of framing and set it aside. The two worked in silence for a while until another mech poked his head in. “Hey Thundercracker,” the mech called out when he spotted Skywarp seated next to the other mech. Misfire jumped in surprise, taking a small step back closer to the exit incase of any incoming fire. “Oh… Hi Sky. Feeling better?”
Skywarp nodded before he looked back down at his work and Thundercracker and Misfire shared a puzzled look. “What is it Misfire?” Thundercracker finally asked, as it seemed that Misfire wasn’t going to say anything more.
“Oh,” Misfire shook himself out of his thoughts and turned away from staring at the other seeker. “Have you seen Starscream?”
“I think he’s looking for Hook or something,” Thundercracker shrugged.
“Hook?” Misfire repeated surprised. “What for?”
“How should I know?” Thundercracker growled.
“Oh.” Misfire frowned a moment before he shrugged. “Well, thanks anyway.”
Thundercracker let out a small burst of air similar to a snort as Skywarp nodded. “Welcome,” he replied.
Both Misfire and Thundercracker turned to stare at him amazed at the reply before they glanced at one another. Thundercracker just shrugged before he got back to his own work, deciding the best thing to do was pretend that his mate wasn’t being cordial to the other mech, something he was defiantly not know for. Misfire just stared at the smaller seeker for a while, deep in thought before he looked back at Thundercracker. Clearly, the two were going to ignore him now and the light red mech shrugged before he turned and exited the small dug out.
Shuttering his optics a bit from the brightness of the sun, Misfire began looking once again for his “leader”. “Hey Runabout! You seen Starscream?” he asked as he spotted the two enforcers helping Longhaul and Mixmaster move some of the larger construction material so they could lay a foundation.
“No, thank Primus,” the Subaru mimic called back.
“Oh,” Misfire frowned disappointed before he glanced at the others. “Anyone else?” A chorus of “no” answered him and Misfire sighed. “Well thanks anyway,” he said as he turned to try and find the supposed leader.
Longhaul looked up as the seeker left. “He could have stayed to help,” he muttered sourly.
“Think about it,” Mixmaster said as he dropped a large block of cement. “Do we want Misfire’s help?”
Longhaul thought about it for a moment before a look of horror crossed his face and he quickly shook his head. “Good point,” he admitted.
“Why do you suppose he was looking for Starscream?” Runamuck asked curiously.
“Why is he ever looking for Starscream?” Runabout huffed.
Runamuck looked thoughtful about this when Hook wandered over. “How are things going?” the ‘Con’s medic inquired as he looked about the debris that they were still clearing away.
“Not too bad,” Longhaul stated as he stepped back to observe the area with Hook. “As you can see, we’ve got nearly sixty percent done. The rest shouldn’t take too long. We’ll have it cleared away in no time.”
“Scrapper will be pleased,” Hook chuckled as he looked over the cleared space the others were working in.
“He’d better be,” Mixmaster muttered as he sat down on the large truck that had been left along with the other equipment when the humans had abandoned the quarry.
Hook just shrugged as he turned around. “Well, keep it up,” he said over his shoulder. “Scrapper mentioned he wanted to get an early start tomorrow.” There were multiple groans and growled behind him at the news and Hook smirked as he continued on towards the edge of the quarry, looking forward for some nice alone time.
“Hey Hook!”
Hook looked up as his name was called and stopped when he found Scavenger jogging towards him, a new pile of… stuff in his arms. “What is it Scavenger?” Hook sighed, looking at the mass quantity of items in the other mechs arms. “Don’t we have enough scrap all over the quarry?” he asked rudely. “We don’t need you dragging even more stuff back here you know.”
Scavenger glared at the other Constructicon, insulted by the jibe. “You never know what can be useful,” the digger growled.
Hook shrugged indifferently. “Whatever you say Scavenger,” he smirked. “Anyway, what do you want?”
“Oh, have you seen Scrapper?” Scavenger asked, some of his original excitement returning. “I want to show him what I found and see if he can use any of this.”
Hook just shrugged and jerked a thumb over his shoulder back the way he came. “I think he’s still going over some of the plans for the new tower.”
“Right, thanks!” Scavenger smiled as he moved around the other mech and began heading off in the indicated direction, excitement building up in him to show his small partner his latest treasures. “Hey Scrapper!” he called out excitedly.
Scrapper looked up from the table curious as he saw the other mech headed towards him. “Hey Scavenger,” he called out with a wave. “What’s up?”
“Check out what I found on my latest ramble,” Scavenger stated as he dropped his entire armful onto the table.
Scrapper had to scramble to yank his data pads out of the way of the falling scrap and he let out a small sigh as he set them aside and frowned at the multiple items now littering his previously clean table. “I wish you would stop going so close to the human’s towns,” he said with a sigh.
“What can they do about it?” Scavenger shrugged. “Besides, it’s not at all that difficult to kill them if they do see me.” Scrapper sighed before he began going through the items the other mech had collected. “Well?” Scavenger asked excitedly. “Can you use any of it?”
Scrapper had a thoughtful look on his face as he picked up each item one by one and examined them. “Actually, I think I can.”
Scavenger’s grin got wider. “Great! I’ll see what else I can find tonight.”
“Oh don’t tell me you’re going out again,” Scrapper groaned as he dropped the small tractor wagon back down onto the table.
“Sometimes you can find good things at night,” Scavenger shrugged. “Though most of the time, things are locked away after dark.”
“Scavenger,” the small architect sighed.
“What?” Scavenger seemed completely oblivious as to what Scrapper was upset about.
“I don’t want you getting caught. The Autobots could be anywhere you know,” Scrapper explained.
“Doubt they’d be in a place like this,” Scavenger scoffed as he looked about the quarry.
“True,” Scrapper nodded as he began taking the items off his table.
Scavenger gave the smaller mech a sharp look and frowned. “What else?”
Scrapper startled at the sudden question. “What else what?”
“What else is there that you don’t want me going back out?” Scavenger clarified.
Scrapper suddenly ducked his head, his movements slowing as he shuffled the different items that Scavenger had collected. “Nothing,” he insisted. Scavenger just looked at him and Scrapper shifted a bit under the scrutiny. “I just thought… well…” Scrapper turned away, embarrassment evident in his stance and Scavenger was instantly curious.
“Thought what?” he asked intriguingly.
“Well, it’s just that there are two shelters now and the others are all going to be at one side of the quarry and I just thought… well… No one will be over there on the other side and…”
Scavenger’s optics brightened as he suddenly realized what it was that Scrapper was implying. He grinned as he sent his agreement through their connection. Scrapper’s smile was instantaneous as he felt the small pulse of happiness down their Link and he looked up and grinned at his mate.
“Okay, break it up you two,” a voice said sternly and the two broke away to see Thundercracker and Skywarp wander over, their own arms full of different items of scrap. “Have you seen Hook?” Thundercracker continued as he shifted the small load in his arms.
Scrapper shook his head, taking a small step away from the table. “No, and Starscream is looking for his as well.”
“That part we knew already,” Skywarp sighed as he juggled some of the items in his arms. Scavenger quickly reached out and took some of the larger pieces out of the mechs arms. Skywarp grinned up at him gratefully. “Thanks.”
“Be careful with that,” Thundercracker instantly reprimanded them. “It took forever to get those sorted.”
Scavenger and Skywarp looked up and were both surprised to find Thundercracker and Scrapper just glaring at them. “Um… you got it,” Scavenger muttered, taking a large step away from the other ‘Con.
Skywarp just shook his head as moved back over next to his own mate. “Anyway, where can we drop this stuff?”
“Anywhere I suppose,” Scrapper shrugged as he glanced about. “What about the shed?”
“Not after I went through all the trouble of separating this slag,” Thundercracker huffed as he moved towards the side and dropped them next to an abandoned I-beam as Misfire approached.
“I can’t find him anywhere!” Misfire announced with a dramatic groan as he sat down on said I-beam with a huff. “And I asked everyone!”
“Maybe he went to the ocean or something,” Skywarp suggested as he dropped his own load on the other side of the growling seeker.
“We would have heard him if he had transformed and left,” Scrapper admonished as he began clearing his table once again, setting the items down on the ground and out of everyone’s way.
“Just look for Hook,” Thundercracker told the pouting seeker with a shrug. “That’s who he was looking for earlier.
“Really?” Misfire perked up. “So then where’s Hook?”
Thundercracker smirked. “Search me,” he chuckled.
Misfire’s excited look instantly morphed into one of annoyance. “Oh you’re such a slaghead,” he growled angrily.
Thundercracker shrugged uncaring as Skywarp gave him a light punch on the arm. “I’ll help you look for Hook,” he told the other seeker and Misfire instantly perked up.
“Really?”
“Yeah, sure. Why not?” Skywarp shrugged, completely ignoring Thundercracker’s horrified look. “Hook should be around here somewhere.”
“What about me?” a new voice entered the conversation and the group turned to see the very mech they were speaking about wander over. “What’s up?”
“Clouds,” Misfire stated puzzled as Thundercracker shook his head and pointed at the small piles he and Skywarp had dropped off.
“There’s you extra scrap,” Thundercracker told the medic. “Anything else you wanted done?”
Hook just smiled as he wandered over and began going through the piles. “No, this is perfect,” he stated and immediately began re-sorting both piles around Misfire.
Thundercracker just stared stunned. “If you were going to sort them yourself, why did you have me do it?”
Hook just shot the seeker a smug grin. “You were the one who asked if there was anything I could have you do to help alleviate some boredom.”
Thundercracker just growled as the others all began snickering at him. Skywarp smiled as he slipped his arm around Thundercracker’s. “Let it go Thunder,” he said quietly. Thundercracker was still frowning but said nothing as he took Skywarp’s advice.
Hook just continued to smirk before he looked back over at Misfire. “So why were you looking for me?” he asked curiously.
“Oh,” Misfire turned back to the other mech. “Actually it was Starscream I was looking for,” he admitted. “The others said he was looking for you so we just thought.”
Hook frowned at this as he looked over at Scrapper. “Why is he looking for me?” he asked with a small frown. “He’s not injured or anything is he?”
Scrapper just shrugged. “Who knows,” he said. “I can never figure out what goes on in that logic circuit of his.”
“Can anyone?” Scavenger chuckled.
“Hey Scrapper!”
The group looked up as they found the rest of the Constructicons as well as the two enforcers headed towards them. Mixmaster was waving as Longhaul picked up the conversation. “We got that cleared away for you!” the truck added. “What next?”
“Already?” Scrapper asked joyfully. “That was fast.”
Mixmaster made a small gesture towards the two enforcers who were bringing up the rear. “Well, it helped that we had a few extra pairs of arms working with us.”
“We were bored,” Runabout shrugged as he leaned against Scrapper’s table. The table creaked ominously and Scrapper just barely had time to snag his data pads once more as the makeshift table suddenly collapsed under the pressure and Runabout went down in a flurry of arms and a squawk of surprise. Everyone burst into laughter as the mech groaned and sat up. “It’s not funny,” he growled as he turned around a bit and pulled up a now smashed wagon. “What the slag is this stuff?”
“Slag it Runabout! Do you know how long it took me to collect all that?” Scavenger cried, outraged as he realized the Scrapper had stored the items underneath the now very flat table and Runabout had just promptly demolished over half.
“It’s fine, I think we can still use it,” Scrapper stated quickly as he plucked the wagon out of the Subaru’s hand.
“You okay?” Runamuck snickered as he looked over at his teammate.
Runabout just huffed as he glared at the Honda. “You going to help me up or no?”
“What do you think?” Runamuck smirked as he went to sit down; though he made sure he was a good distance away from Misfire.
Runabout huffed as he climbed to his feet as Hook stepped next to him. “Did you damage anything?” he asked with a small frown.
“I’m fine!” Runabout yelped as he realized that the medic was standing rather close to him, looking him over critically.
“It seems as if you have a small dent in you hip panel,” Hook stated with a frown.
“No, no! I’m good!” Runabout yelped as he quickly darted around the medic and made his way over to his partner.
Runamuck was snickering at this point and Runabout reached down and whapped him over the head. “Hey!”
“Moron,” Runabout huffed.
“Anyway…” Scrapper said loudly, gaining everyone’s attention. “Since the others have cleared the area, we can began on the new tower.”
“Why not just a flat building?” Thundercracker drawled. “It seems that whenever we go for anything over two levels we have problems.”
“I’m just following the instructions given to me,” Scrapper said with a shrug before his expression turned dark. “And I’ll be damned to the Pit if I allow yet another one to fall over.”
“Then Misfire better stay clear away from it,” Mixmaster snickered and the said seeker looked up and glared as everyone laughed.
“How many times do I have to say it? It wasn’t my fault!” he snarled. “And I wasn’t anywhere near the last one!”
“A likely story,” Runamuck snickered.
“I’m serious!” Misfire insisted as everyone was laughing again.
“What’s going on here?” A voice snapped over the din and everyone turned to find Starscream stomping over towards them. He shot a glare at the group at large. “Why isn’t there anyone on patrol?” he continued angrily. “What if the humans come back?”
“Then we just kill them,” Thundercracker said with a small shrug. “What’s the deal?”
“The deal is they could warn the Autobots where we are,” Starscream said with a dark frown. “And we seem to be lacking shelter in case of a full on frontal attack.” This was directed at Scrapper as the seeker turned to glare at the smaller Constructicon. Scavenger was instantly behind his small mate but Starscream seemed to give it no more thought as he turned to Hook. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“So I’ve heard,” Hook nodded. “What is it?”
“I wanted to go over the fuel supply inventory with you,” Starscream told him. “We may need to do a run and take another one of those tankers soon.”
“YAY!”
Everyone turned to look at Runamuck incredulously. “Why are you happy?” Runabout asked him with a frown. “We’re the ones who are going to have to go get it!”
“Exactly! That means we can get out of the quarry!” Runamuck stated happily. “And blow stuff up!”
“No explosions!” Starscream instantly snapped. “We have to keep our low profile if we want to get the drop on the Autobots.” Runamuck huffed as he sat back down disappointed and Runabout gave him a small smirk. “Oh slag off,” he snarled at him. Runabout’s smirk just got wider.
“Anyway,” Starscream drawled as he turned back to Hook and the others. “How are we doing on the cleaning up?”
“Done,” Mixmaster answered him. “Just finished it now.”
“Well it’s about time,” Starscream huffed as he turned to Scrapper. “How soon can you start construction?”
“Just as soon as we do another land survey we should be able to start tomorrow,” Scrapper told him.
“Not soon enough,” Starscream frowned. “See if you can get started before dark.”
Scrapper frowned but gave a sharp nod, not wanting to argue any further. The rest of the Constructicons all groaned at this and Starscream smirked. Hook, seeing that his team was about to complain, quickly gained Starscream’s attention. “Why don’t we go over the fuel supply now?” Hook asked. “While Scrapper does that survey?”
“Good idea,” Starscream nodded before he turned to look over at the two enforcers. “And you two back on perimeter patrol!” he snapped.
“But there’s nothing out there!” Runabout whined. “It’s miles of nothing!”
“Still,” Starscream frowned before he looked over at the others standing around. “And you three could do a quick fly by to see what’s going on out there,” he drawled.
“What?” Thundercracker sat up stunned at this. “I’m not a scout!”
“But it would be nice to go for a quick fly,” Skywarp said with a small smile. “Being grounded isn’t that exciting.”
“Still…” Thundercracker said with a frown. “What are we going to be looking for?”
“Autobots,” Starscream snarled. “And anything else you think would be of value to the base.”
Thundercracker just sighed as he nodded and climbed to his feet, helping Skywarp up as well. “Fine, whatever,” he muttered as he began re-activating his internal search equipment. He gasped as there was a sudden pinging sound from his scanners. “What the Slag?” he yelped, startling everyone there with the loud yell.
“What is it?” Skywarp asked fretfully as he too turned on his own scanners to find out what it was that had his mate so stupefied. His optics brightened in surprise as he read the report. “Impossible!”
“What’s impossible?” Misfire asked curiously as he looked at the other two seekers puzzled.
“Energon!” Thundercracker said amazed.
“What?” Everyone save Misfire gasped.
“Oh is that all?” Misfire shrugged as his stance instantly went back to relaxed and he crossed his ankles out in front of him.
Everyone turned to stare at him disbelievingly. “What do you mean ‘is that all’?” Starscream demanded aghast.
Misfire just shrugged. “I caught the signal a while ago,” he admitted nonchalantly.
“WHAT?” everyone bellowed.
“WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING?” Starscream shouted angrily.
“I did!” Misfire insisted as he sat forward again. “But you didn’t let me finish!”
“We have to get there,” Thundercracker announced, stopping whatever else Starscream was going to shout at Misfire. “Before the Autobots get wind of it.”
“Too late. They’re already headed up there.”
Everyone turned back to Misfire stunned. “What do you mean ‘they’re already headed up there’?” Hook asked slowly.
Misfire shrugged. “Saw them a few days ago on the road,” he explained. “It wasn’t hard to put two and two together.”
“You’re kidding,” Longhaul gaped.
Misfire shook his head. “I tried to tell you about that too,” he said with a sigh as he stood. “But does anyone ever listens to me? Oh nooo... No one ever listens to Misfire. Why should anyone listen to Misfire? The slagging idiots!” he huffed as he wandered away. Everyone could only stare in stupefied shock as they couldn’t disagree.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: I hope this chapter made sense! I was really worried it didn't flow but Anya said it went really well so I hope you think so too.
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