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All The Right Moves	By : flamekaat Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 3111 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I Don't own the Transformers franchise, or rights to anything but my oc. This fic is because I am a fiction nut and totally not for profit. This fic is for fan enjoyment purposes only!

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{A/N: I have 4 reviewers now! Rice
Crispy treats this time instead of cookies! For comm usage speech inside the
" " will be these : : so it will look like this ":HI!:"
Decepticons of multi story stature have Bold speech as I am sure you
have noticed, and the One Symbiont of Soundwave we have seen, our little pal
Frenzy speaks in Italics}
{Musashi/Antepathy and GabrielC who publish in this fandom are the ones who's brain childe inspired my chosen method of 'Interfacing' between mechanical persons and their anatomy sexual-wise. Thanks Friends!}
Kalomel woke to find Starscream gone
on his mission along with the other two members of his Trine. Chances that she
might end up dodging anyone who might be in their hallway were now minimal. The
leader of the Decepticons had quarters far across the vessel. No Megatron to
worry about and most of the other ships quarters on this entire level were
vacant according to Starscream. She had gone to Thundercracker�s quarters where
she had stashed her small makeshift stove, cooked, and eaten, then returned to
the repair bay by the marked ways.
She definitely needed to thank
Frenzy for his assistance. The brightly colored chalk led all the way from the
hatch they had come in last recharge period to the repair bay. He had to have
gone out of his way all the way back to mark it after gaining access to the
chalk wherever it was stored in the first place. Then he would have had to
return to the hatch area before beginning his markings. There were several
other colors that led off in other directions. The one stripe was made with
paint in a bright red color. That she supposed would lead to someplace severely
dangerous such as the hallway where Megatron had his quarters. She would ask
Frenzy about his color code later on in the day if she saw him when he was not
on reconnaissance.
Hook was not interested as she had
thought in having her committed to tasks. Instead he was more interested in
testing her and teaching her more about the Physical aspects of Mechanical
kind. She proved to have been wise to use her eyes on Barricade because the
mech came in later in the day with some pretty severe damage.
�Ironhide.�
He only needed to say the one word.
She was so furious at hearing the name of that barn burner that had she the
capability her eyes would have glowed wicked red as decepticon optics. Hook
showed her how to apply neural pathway blocking equipment to the sensor net of
the damaged mustang and then they began repairing the blaster holes and crushed
pieces that made up the Decepticon who was sometimes a police cruiser.
�It is rare to meet anyone who
has just as much cause to dislike the Autobot gunner as I do. We often clash in
battle though and I have come to respect my enemy and his skills. I also
suggest that the next time you encounter him all he should see is your aft as
you flee the area. I doubt that he will be in any way forgiving towards you
after what happened at your residence.�
�If, and that�s a big if
there, I ever encounter him again he better hope I have not finished work on my
grenade launcher! That and Nelsons rarely ever run away. We know what happens
anyway to a point, and after that its all prayer and conceptualizations, but we
still stay and fight because every single blink of an eye or flapping of a
butterfly�s wings can change the fate of Billions once the ripples spread.�
�You believe this down to the
base of your spark don�t you?�
�Yes I do. Humans have souls by the
way, not sparks.�
�Irrelevant. Regardless of that I
appreciate the assistance in my repairs. Please do so again in the future.�
�She seems intent to help keep us
running for a bit longer �Cade.�
�BLACKOUT!?!?!�
�Yes it is I in all my recovered
glory. Thanks to Hook and the squishy but oh so pleasant Kalomel. By the way
�Mel� I will help you design a launcher sufficient enough to actually lob
damaging amounts of explosives at Ironhide later, after I am done in paint.�
�The repair bots have enough members
to paint you efficiently? If not I can help somewhat.�
�The thirty of them should be
able to manage it in a few microns or so. They are fairly fast with paint. I
just wish we had some more desirable shades and hues. I look so drab in
military operations colors.�
�Use Skywarp�s stash. Then you would
be Purple!�
�Eck no! Why in the pit would I
want to be PURPLE?�
�Ah now now Blackout. No offense
meant. It just happens to be one of my favorite colors.�
�Along with mirrored black and a
rather shiny shade of copper I am sure.�
�Suck exhaust pipe Barricade!�
�Only after I vid you licking
some afterburner Squishy.�
�You LIKE the Seekers? As
in LIKE like?�
�BARRICADE!!!!!!!!�
~*~
If somebody had told Kalomel two
weeks ago that she would be repairing giant sentient robots who could gossip
like old women on a front porch, and that she would be participating in the
banter, and giving as good as she got from said robots, she would have asked
for that persons psychologist name and number to report them for gross
ineptitude, then gone home with samples to test the drinking water for bad
microbe infestations. Yet here she was laughing her ass off at some story about
Seeker antics as told by Blackout.
The design for her grenade launcher
was on his workstation screen, having been completed ages ago. Now they were
using additional pop up screens to work on explosive rounds and incendiary
blast charges that could be loaded into the launcher. Another of her designs
tanked with a loud alert beep that meant parameters had been exceeded. All she
had Blackout put in for parameters was that the round be launch-able to a
distance where its blasts or other effects not encompass her position no matter
what the environmental concerns were. She had not included hurricane force
winds or tornadoes or anything extremely severe but if good breeze could blow
her rounds off course that would suck to put it mildly. So Kalomel scrapped the
lighter skinned incendiary shell and went back to brass jacket similar to
bullets.
Decepticon explosive substances were
amazingly stable until exposed to an electrical current which triggered them
with the desired amount of �boom.� However getting the rounds to do what she
desired of them was becoming difficult.
�You should recharge soon. I
believe better results will come out of it if you are at full energy capacity
before continuing along this particular path of research. I will return you to
the Seeker�s corridor.�
Kalomel could not do anything but
agree. She was hungry, in need of good nap, and just about as sharp as a hammer
as a result.
�Your Seeker companions estimated
return time from their mission is in about six of this planet�s hours. That
should be sufficient time for you to top off your reserve energy and recover
from my repairs.�
�Yeah should be just about right. I
appreciate your help with the design work. Thank you Blackout.�
�Honestly Squishy One, I believe
you were told about not saying thank you to Decepticons, were you not?�
�Yes and I replied the same as I
will now. I will continue to behave in a way that would not embarrass my parents
should they have been present for such behavior. Thanking an individual for
assistance or help they have given me is the least thing they would expect of
me Blackout. I can�t let them down even if they are no longer in this world.�
�What other world would they be
�in� if they are not in this one Mel? Humans do not have the required
technology to reach other orbs suitable for their habitation.�
�Its an expression Blackout. If
someone is said to not be in this world anymore it means they are permanently
offlined. The more crude or more direct among humanity would say that they are
either dead or deceased. They perished in a fatal car accident about four years
ago along with the two senior citizens and one middle aged man in the van that
hit them head on. The driver had a stroke and crashed their vehicle into my
parents. They had the privilege of dying quickly, which is something I am sure
my path will make me beg for in the end.�
~*~
�Very few Decepticons reach
offlining, either permanently or temporarily, in a pleasant manner Kalomel. You
are fast becoming one of us. I consider you as such all ready. The Seekers
likely do too, as well as Hook and that silly aft head Barricade. I believe
that the human expression �welcome to hell,� applies. So Welcome to Hell
Decepticon Junior Medic Kalomel, Enjoy your stay! �
Kalomel joined Blackout in the
wicked laughter that they made in their grim moods. Their minds were both very
much on the subject of being offlined. Blackout thought long and hard about
what he wished he had done in the seconds while his processor was firing its
last abortive commands to his ruined body. Now, because this small squishy
thing had stuck her hands in his ruined chassis, he was well again and able to
take care of a few of those things, so he was going to do so while the
opportunity remained open to him.
He sat the human down outside
Starscream�s quarters and strode off purposefully without seeming to hurry in
the direction of one of the lifts. He rode the lift down several levels to one
of the laboratory sub levels. Barricade could be found in his small workstation
on this level without fail unless he was in repair, recharge, or on a mission.
Sometimes he even used the conscious recharge jack at his designated work
station when he was busy enough processing intel to not be able to take a
recharge break. He would be there during this particular hour of the human
planetary rotation, especially with the Seekers out on a mission. The intel
dumps they would send back were often of the sort that needed to be analyzed
right away if not sooner.
~*~
{this is the smutty bit that I
edited out on my ff(dot)net version of this story. Yay for Robo-pron!}
�Blackout? What do you require?�
�Silly aft head you and I need to talk.�
�Hmm? About?�
�Unplug from the analyser first Barricade. I want to have your undevided
attention for this because I am only going to say it one time and then slag it
to the pit if I am going to ever be able to repeat it. �
�Fair enough.�
Barricade was terrified that
something horrible was going to come out of Blackout�s vocalizer. Something
like that even if he was not a Seeker he was a flyer and flyer types should
never ever be with ground types under any circumstances, or worse that he would
rather be with a squishy then ever interface with Barricade. All his fears were
proven groundless when Blackout got up the courage to speak his piece.
�I figured out something when I was about to go offline for what I
thought was forever. I figured out that I was an idiot and I should have
noticed sooner. All the small actions by themselves were insignifigant. Yet
each one added to the sum of the others told me all I needed to know. You wish
to be with me Barricade. Well I definitely
wish to be with you in return.�
Barricade attempted to operate his
own vocalizer to reply and failed repeatedly.
�So?�
�I did�I do�I mean�How did you know for sure? Did the Fleshling say
something? Because if she did�!�
�Hah, nah and it was Frenzy who told her in the first place I�d bet.
She�s aware of how fond you are of me though. To smart by half that human.�
�That is a very factual statement in regards to the small fleshling. I
repeat. How did you know?�
�You would look at me and I could simply tell. There are thousands of
simple parameters but none which can be acurately expressed vocally.�
Blackout was seeing the look that
he had recalled during his final moments of falling from the sky. The look that
the intelligence specialist always had in his optics when he was looking at
Blackout and did not suspect that he could see him. That look made Blackout�s
interface systems ping loudly across his sensor net. Fortunately the Interface
system had not decided to do an audio alert as well. That would be a touch more
embarassing then he cared to go through right at the start of this.
�Now or later on in this planet�s rotation cycle?�
Blackout grinned his optics
practically illuminating the darkened room.
�Oh I think that now AND later would be just fine �Cade.�
The sigh the smaller mech made was
totally hot. Blackout�s sytem pinged him again and their was no doubt about
what it wanted from him and that it wanted it now. He reached for the Other mech and pulled him across his
workstation. He spun and pinned Barricade at a convienient height on a support
strut so that he could entwine his glossa with his new partners without having
to reach far or bend his neck.
The lusty growl Blackout made and
the sweet taste of his glossa on Barricade�s own made his system triple ping
him like a mech barely grown past sparkling stage who had chosen his first
partner. One of the pings was partially an audio sequence and he sighed against
Blackout�s mouth plates. Embarassing to be the first in a pair coupling to
audio ping. He was not far ahead of Blackout who�s own system replied in kind.
�Awkward�Sorry.�
�I understand.�
�Please?�
�Yes. Now if you would like.�
�On three�One�Two�Three!�
Each mech reached for the other�s
hatch and flipped it open to reveal green lit modules and ports caronaed in
green illumination also. No doubt that each one of them wanted the other.
Barricade sighed with relief as the larger mech plugged his module into his
port then carefully did the same with Barricade�s module in his own port. The
datastreams synced so rapidly that it was nearly delightful enough to be
painful. He felt the seals tighten both the one around his module and his own
where Blackout�s large module was filling him so completely that barely any
seal expansion was required.
�Going to be embarassingly short�sorry.�
�No kidding. No big deal though. That�s what later�s for �Cade.�
Blackout grinned and increased the
pulse rate of his datastream. His plan to tip Barricade over into overload
backfired a bit. Barricade matched his datastream pulse speed and upped it a
little more. He bellowed loudly with a staticy voice as all his systems
depolarized at once. He felt the flow of energon into Barricade�s port then
Barricade�s own overload dimmed his optics and made him completely incapable of
speech for a few seconds. The flow into his own port made the cycle complete.
Once he had control of his systems
again Blackout carefully removed their modules and eased them back in to their
respective module docks. Barricade�s gentle touch on his port hatch as he
closed it made him sigh. His system was already informing him of forty percent
readiness and increasing fast. He needed to be out of here quick or he was
going to ruin Barricade�s entire work cycle.
�After my work cycle where can I find you?�
�Give me access to your quarters and I�ll be waiting. I don�t have a
duty cycle for four more planetary rotations, Hook�s orders.�
�Your personal frequency will now open the door. Now the sooner I get
done with the data the sooner I can come spend a few cycles in your company. So
can I please get down?�
Blackout chuckled a bit as he set
Barricade back down. Baricade�s own amusement glowed in his bright optics. He
was still curved down settling the smaller mech on his feet when Barricade�s
glossa snaked out and reached towards his mouth plates. He met them with his
glossa and they both sighed.
�Going now�bye.�
�See ya later�bye�
~*~
Barricade looked up several hours
later in his work cycle to see Megatron looming over him.
�Yes my lord?�
�The human. What is the purpose
of having a insect like that in our facilities?�
�Repair assistant to Medic Hook,
Skilled also in weapons development and working with Blackout in that capacity
after having aided Medic Hook in repairing Blackout. Starscream is also fond of
her and is keeping her recharge area in his own quarters for her safety.�
�To prevent my encountering the
insect I suppose.�
�Honestly�Yes My Lord. That would
be the idea behind that and her main method of transit between her duty
stations and recharge area by moving through the repair bot tunnels around the
ship.�
�Honesty is not always the best
policy, and in your case a good lie might have served you better��
�I have no desire to lie to you
when I have given my oath. I reported the Human as soon as I was clear of
Starscream�s weapon sights. She did repair him when He was unable to fly also
and suffered Autobot retribution for this act as well. That was in my report My
Lord.�
�Yet you feel that it is worthy
of a second mention in my presence?�
�Yes My Lord.�
�Autobot retribution you say?�
�Yes My Lord. Her vehicle storage
facility and residence both received damage. From Ravage�s reports the vehicle
storage and several complex units required for her primary function in human
society were utterly decimated, and the housing unit also received some damage
on the side of it nearest to the destoryed building.�
�Careless Autobots shooting at
Starscream without concern as to the human�s residence and property no doubt.�
�Ironhide sir. Starscream also
reports that the human drove a vehicle of equivalent mass to the Autobot gunner
into his legs in an attempt to eliminate the threat to herself and the Trine,
whom had arrived on site and were taking fire at that time.�
�Now that I would have
given a few barrels of energon to see!�
�I am operating on the assumption
that the Autobot did not appriciate the adjustment to his surface finishes.�
Megatron looked amused then his
features became thoughtful.
�Did she not also repair you
earlier in this cycle?�
�Yes My Lord, and with great
skill and speed.�
�Hook will often take any helpers
he can find as so few medics aide our cause. I will not reprimand him for this
habit as it has proved useful. However I suspect I will be having a few words
with my Air Commander for bringing the insect here in the first place.�
�My lord�?�
�Yes Barricade she may stay for
now and I will not attempt to kill the insect femme out of hand. Are the
reports coming in now?�
�Yes My Lord. Fuel and chemical
and elemental resources have been acquired with minimal human contact and
minimal damage on the part of the Seekers.�
�Excellent. I will expect a
report on the total amount of each resource acquired and I want Starscream to
deliver it in person. Please inform him of this upon his return.�
�As you will it My Lord.�
Barricade kept his head bowed in
respect until Megatron had left and the doors to his duty station had slid
closed again. He shuddered in surpressed fear and offered thanks to Primus that
he was not the small fleshling femme or the Air Commander. Thinking of it he
contacted Hook and when he was informed that the human was recharging he
contacted Frenzy.
�:I will tttell Kkkalomel. If she
gets to stay then perhaps she should have a comm unit made for her and set to
an iiiindividual fffrequency?:�
�:Megatron has said she may stay.
Take her to Soundwave and have him fashion something. Then inform me of the new
frequency.:�
�:Will ddddo!:�
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