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★彡 AIN'T MY FAULT彡★
Thrustjolt never thought that he was chosen to babysit his sister's child. Shatterdazed was a very confident, sparkling, social, and he lacked any timid behavior. He supposed that was how seekerling acted anyway. He was glad that Bellatrix chose him to take care of his nephew! His sister was leaving for her work vacation!
But, more importantly, he should organize his apartment. Ever since he rented this place, his parents weren't very pleased with his life choice; they offered for him to stay with them. Seeing that, after the wars, there are still some people who didn't like Seeker.
He could understand where they're coming from, he could remember seeing the glare and the whisper of grounder when they averted their gaze on him. he knew he wasn't welcome, but he was determined to live by himself so he could experience. He was a young adult, not a youngling anymore! He didn't have to worry about that since his uncle is Starscream, the leader of Cybertron. As expected, a lot of people didn't know that since his family was highly private, so is Starscream..
He was born after the war, after all, he wasn't surprised to see that some people are still involving around politic. Thrustjolt ain't no politician, he hates being involved in one where there are some sides to another. The presence of the war has left multiple cybertronian shudder and shaken with the effect.
So, it seems that it never stopped with just some people who do not want it to end.
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He was at his sister's house, and he didn't expect to see his carrier and his sire with her as she packed everything up for Shatterdazed. The sparkling smile, eager to stay in the weekday with his favorite uncle. Thrustjolt sighed when he saw his sire walking toward him. Here we go...
"Are you sure you won't take our offer?.." Somberstar asked, grimacing at the thought that his sparkling would be in danger; his wing twitched as he almost gave himself away. he wasnt meant to be soft; he was always hard on his children. Thrustjolt groaned as he rubbed his face with his servos, clearly tired of his family nagging him and fussing.
"I'll be fine! It's not like I will be in the same position that uncle Starscream will be in.." he rolled his optics, glancing at his sire.
Somberstar furrowed his eyebrows, not convinced. "You don't know that.." he said. "Starscream was the head of Cybertron. There are still some people who want to assassinate him, and you know it.." he gritted his teeth.
Thrustjolt held his sire's servos tightly. "Sire, sire, sire.. I'll be fine. Nothing has happened to me so far, and I have a nice apartment and a nice neighbor for once! It's not like some grounder is gonna come around and kidnap me or something, "he huffed.
"Fine.." his sire clutched his jaw, frowning. "Remember to contact us if something were to happen, got it?.." he murmured firmly. He won't take anymore crap if something were to happen with his family. He already lost his grandsire and his cousin to these filthy beings of a grounder that cannot accept the fact that seekers are equal to them..
Thrustjolt sighed. "I will.." he replied.
Shatterdazed came toward him, happy to go along with him. "Let go, uncle!" He said eagerly. "Can we go see the park?.." he asked. thrustjolt smile as he stood up, he picked up his nephew and chuckled. "You got everything?.." he questioned. The seeker sparkling nodded a couple a time and smiled.
"Then, we'll go to the park!.." Thrustjolt said as Shatterdazed cheered as he giggled.
"Remember to put him to bed on his curfew!" Bellatrix shouted as they both left, nervous about this. She glanced at her sire. "Oh... I don't know if this is right..." Her lips thinned into a frown, her optics flared with worriedness and fear.
"I don't know if it was a good idea for him to live in that place... he could have lived with us.." Galaxia muttered worriedly.
Somberstar glanced at the door that they had both left. "Let hope to Primus that nothing happens to them.." he exhaled and closed his optics.
"I lost far too many.."
"-And I meet some interesting people in the school! They taught me something about history, and we have to do some quiz for it though..." Shatterdazed rambled as he ran around the park. Thrustjolt watched from a distance, smiling as he made sure that his nephew wasn't in direct danger.
"Have you ever been to an academy, Uncle Thrustjolt?" He peeks around the tree, pretending he was hiding from his uncle as he giggles. He had so much fun in the park, and it never ended! Thrustjolt scratches his helm in embarrassment, smiling.
"Uh, not yet.. I haven't thought that I'd think of attending there.." He grinned, peeking behind the tree as well to make Shatterdazed giggle. "It must take a lot of shannix to pay for that.." he said.
"That's rough.. well- I wanted to be a professor, teaching sparkling like me with stories of the past, culture, and language must be very fascinating!.." he murmured. "But, Carrier never allowed that.." he sighed.
"That's because she's worried about you.." thrustjolt replied. "let go to the apartment, I'll cook you some supper..what'd you say, eh?.." he smirked. Shatterdazed almost drools as he imagines the taste of cyber-rabbit stew. He smiled.
"No energon oatmeal?.." Shatterdazed asked, he didn't want to eat these! he never really wanted to eat those...
Thrustjolt smirked. "No energon oatmeal.." he repeated, chuckling at the child's reaction to it. "Let's go.." he said to him.
Both of them walked their way to the park, and now through the distance to the apartment. Shatterdazed runs around and picks up some, watching a tiny cyber-animal roaming around to their home. As soon as they arrive, there aren't many people; there are fewer of them leaving and returning. The little sparkling grabbed his uncle's servos as they walked up the stairs and to their destination.
Thrustjolt could see the old femme beside the other neighbor close to him; she looked to be on her way to go somewhere. She stopped when she saw him and smiled. "Hello, sweetspark.. how are you doing?.." She asked, she immediately noticed the sparkling behind him and grinned, her optics sparkled more. She had never seen seeker sparkling before, and they fascinated her, which reminded her of her own sparkling in the past.. "Oh! Who is this sweet one with you? your child?.." She wondered.
Thrustjolt chuckled. "Hello, Phoebe.. that's my sister's sparkling. I am taking him with me for the weekday.." he said, amusedly. "I guess he kinda does look like me.." he joked.
The old femme gasped and chuckled. "Oh! my apologize.. he does kinda look similar to you.." She said. "Well- I must be going.. I have a date for tonight.." She giggled, thinking about her date.
Thrustjolt raised his eyebrows. "Oh? Is that so?.." he wiggled his eyebrows, smirking. "Who is the lucky one?.." He questioned, eager for a gossip.
Phoebe rolled her optics and huffed, but she still smiled at him. "You'll see soon.." She sighed and closed her optics. Thrustjolt chuckled. Before he could open the door to his apartment, he noticed the door that was beside him. "Did someone move in? I never saw the bot.." he murmured, staring at his neighbor.
Phoebe stopped and almost shuddered. "Oh.. It's better if you don't interact with this one.." She frowned.
Thrustjolt tilted his head as Shatterdazed listened. "Why's that?.." he asked, fiddling with his key on his servo.
"I remember hearing from my friend next door that he wasn't very social, sort of.. agressive... I believe.." She mumured. " He got a.. how do I say it?.. he's got PTSD from the war in the past. never recovered from that.." She shook her head, clicking her tongue as she frowned. "The Decepticons Seeker had bombed his home, and he's got no family left but himself, as you could imagine, why he was very..ill," she explained, exhaustion was clear on her face. "Poor old mech.." She murmured
Thrustjolt shuddered from the mention of the wars; he didn't experience that. In fact, he was born after the conflict. Learning about its history of it help him understand why it happens the way it does.
"I understand..I'll keep that in mind.." He nodded, smiling softly. "We'll see you tomorrow, have a nice date, Miss Phoebe.." He bid a farewell.
Finally, he was inside his room with Shatterdazed. "I'm sorry you have to hear that, buddy.." he sighed, resting the bag of his nephew's on the couch. Shatterdazed sat on the couch and switched the TV to watch something while he was bored. "You wanted cyber-rabbit stew, right?.." he asked.
Shatterdazed nodded and smiled. "Yes, please..."
He went to the kitchen to prepare a stew for his nephew, getting ready to cook.
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Starscream sighed, he was tired of all of this paper, and some demanding more of him. he never thought being the head of cybertron have some price in it, well, no matter. He'll go through it just like he always does. Skywarp was beside him, listening to his rambling, while Thundercracker glanced at the window, crossing his arms together. And of course, Hailwinds stood with Thundercracker as he looked out the window as well.
"You'll be fine..it's just paper, Starscream!" Skywarp said, frowning at his brother as he huffed. Starscream turned his head at him and glared.
"Just paper??? This is draining me out, and I could barely keep up! Why don't you try being the higher of Cybertron and see where you end up?.." Starscream retorted, glaring at his brother as he gritted his teeth.
Thundercracker sighed while Hailwinds didn't look at the fight as if it interested him. "I just got a ping from my sparkling, she's gonna arrive here anyway.." He murmured. Starscream waved his servo dismissively while he was too busy cursing Skywarp out.
The door opened by the guard, revealing a triple changer femme with aqua color and a shade of dark color over her body, a yellow cockpit, and dark color surrounding her servos. She rested her servos on her hips and smirked. "What a heavy load of work!.." She joked as she went inside.
Starscream sighed. "Oh, Steerway.... you won't believe it.." he whined. "I got people voting for me to help rebuild the energon factory and some other things.. I've got something to focus on!" he groaned.
Steerway smiled as she listened to him. She tapped her feet, not impatiently, but interested to hear the leader of Cybertron's rambling. She chuckled under her breath, thinking of something. Hailwinds immediately noticed, so did Starscream.
"Shannix for your thought?.." Starscream asked; he was eager to hear something interesting.
Steerway smiled. "Oh.. nothing.. I must have.." she trailed off, giggling. She showed off some bot's ID she had taken. "stolen Haleshield's ID.." She smirked.
Starscream shook his head, clicking his tongue while Hailwins shuddered at the name. "Oh, Prowl is gonna explode if he sees this.." he murmured, his lip twitching as if he was proud. "You have to give it back to him.."
"Besides, he's gonna put you in the cell.." Hailwinds chime in, almost calmly. "I'll bail you out again this time.." his lips thinned. Steerway rolled her optics and didn't complain; she loves her carrier, but sometimes he can be overbearing.
"All of you go, I have some matter to do.." Starscream huffed.
All of the seekers left, scurried away as they obeyed his order.
Thrustjolt watched as his nephew ate for dinner. He sighed and smiled as he sat beside him on the couch. The room was so dark, and they could barely see, but they could see the light of the television. Both of them glanced at the TV, finding some drama show that was made by Thundercracker, his uncle.. Thrustjolt never thought that Thundercracker would be so great with it. I guess he was made for it.
"Cracker' make this.. " Shatterdazed points out as he chews his food. "I wonder what he is doing right now.." he murmured. Thrustjolt mumbled and nodded along with him as they both watched the drama surrounding one character being pursued by someone while the other wanted the other all along.
"I suppose this is a love triangle romance?.." Thrustjolt murmured. A romance story with a character whose name is "Dariana," where she has a long-lasting crush on a handsome man who was named "Joseph," she has been his friend for a long time, and they have spent time together, that's when she will confess her love to him inside the cafe store. Unfortunately, Joseph didn't return her feelings. seeing that he was in love with someone else.
She was in sadness and heartbreak until she ran into "Roger," who was basically Joseph's rival-
Hmm.. how cheesy.
Thrustjolt didn't think much of it; the movie was great, and it does have potential for every bot to see, including humans. "We should rest, tomorrow I'll be at work.." he said to Shatterdazed. "Will you be fine walking to school?..." He murmured, worried.
Shatterdazed smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I will be okay!.." He grinned. Hmm, very well....Thrustjolt nodded and shut off the television; both of them went into their own room to rest.
☆★☆★→THE STRANGE MECH←☆★☆★
Thrustjolt woke up with an alarm. He shot up from his berth and rushed through Shatterdazed's room to wake him up. He murmured to him while tapping his shoulder. "Shatterdazed, you have to go to school, sweetspark.." he said. "I'll get you breakfast in an hour, get up.." he said as he heard Shatterdazed groaning and turning on the berth. He left the room and brushes his teeth, and washes himself in the washroom while he is buffing his wings.
He prepared breakfast, hearing Shatterdazed moving around the washrack as the water was turned on. For a few minutes, he came out ready as he walked toward the kitchen and sat on the chair, smiling. "When are you gonna come back?.." He asked. "You should get me the key when I come home early from school.." he suggested.
Thrustjolt nodded, picking up the piece of key and throwing it at him, hoping his nephew'd catch it. Luckily, he did. Both of them went to eat at the kitchen table and chairs, and they engaged in a casual conversation as if it was just another day.
After breakfast, they rushed to grab their stuff and leave the apartment. They didn't see Miss Phoebe this time, seeing that she's very busy.. "You have the key?.." Thrustjolt asked just to make sure.
"Yup!.." Shatterdazed smiled.
Thrustjolt asked one more. "Your shannix? It is best to keep it on you just in case you want to buy something.. I can't always give you some of mine.." He mumured. Shatterdazed rolled his optics.
"You know me, uncle!" he said. He gripped his school bag and hugged his leg before he ran off. Thrustjolt sighed and smiled, this spark is energetic.. He glanced around the door beside his. This bot didn't always come out, which is rare. He remembered that Phoebe mentioned that this one didn't like talking with people; he wasn't stable if that's what Thrustjolt remembered what Phoebe said about this mech. Even when he looked at the door, it was as if.. he was looking through the peephole.
He ignored the feeling and carried on. How strange that there aren't that many people. Perhaps, some of them move out, or they come and leave without anyone noticing, like a ghost...
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The mech glanced through the peephole, his optics heavy with a lack of recharge. He gripped the doorknob as he watched the young seeker with a sparkling right next to his door. Everywhere he goes, all he can see was seeker. seeker as they walked around laughing, smiling as if they didn't cause the pain and agony of others' lives. His family has died because of them! He has no one, he was alone..
He gritted his teeth as he continued through the peephole; he thought his day would be calm. why this one have to come and live there beside him!? He breaths and closes his optics, trying to forget the pain scream of his people, the building collapsing as several groups of seeker bombed their place... His breath almost trembled from the memory, his chest hurt from recalling it.
He sneered, they're always everywhere he goes. He wishes they could just go to their homeland, where they belong; they were a plague and the cause of the wars! He stepped back from the door and glanced at the window, trying to calm himself down. He really needs a drag of Cy-gar....
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Shatterdazed has fun at school; he usually socializes with other kids, even if they're different from him. He knew he sometimes got made fun of for being a seeker by other and he didn't care! Who would? because that didn't worry him. In fact, his great-uncle is Starscream himself! But, he never said it anyway that his great-uncle is the leader of Cybertron.... that didn't matter though. What matters is that he has his family, his friends, and someone he cares for.
After school, one of his dear friends, Coysurface, wanted to join him. he was a triple changer, born through his grounder carrier and his seeker sire.
But both of them just happened to be in the same apartment building. Shatterdazed was in the fourth place while Coysurface was in the sixth place. Pity that they aren't in the same room number.
He walked, fly and explored around the playground of the backyard, to the park, and the field with him before he arrived at the apartment building. When he stepped in, the stairs and the room were a bit quiet. save for the fact that there are some bots around. He went upstairs, toward the first to fourth floor, and there he noticed a huge mech in deep red color and a bit of gray and black blocking his path, its back facing him. He could smell the nasty cy-gar smell off just the way he was holding it, and his servo on the stair pole as he continued to take a drag.
Coysurface almost shrank; his wings went lower when he saw him, but Shatterdazed was confused as to why. So his friend whispered to him. "He never let me pass through, he was very scary and kind of rude..." he said softly. "I literally have to wait until he leaves..it was terrifying..." His lips tremble.
Is that so?..... With the way Shatterdazed glanced and analyzed him, he looked like a mess. Is the mech that Miss Phoebe mentioned that just moved in beside his uncle's door? Well, he didn't intimidate him... he kind of gets why Coysurface is afraid of him..
"Excuse me, mister.." Shatterdaxed watched as the mech stopped and turned around. Goodness, he really does look like a mess... he have a several scars around him... "You're blocking our path, can you move over please?.." Shatterdazed said as the mech glanced at him with that weird look of his. he continued to puff a smoke and sneered at him.
"Shatterdazed!..." Coysurface hissed through his whisper. Shatterazed whispered back to his friend. "I got it under control, don't worry.. I ain't got any fear in me.." he smiled softly at him.
"Frag off, kid.." he retorted, his voice was raspy and a bit deep from the smoke he was taking. "Can you go back where you belong?" He snarled at them.
Well then, Shatterdazed'll have to go with a second option. In an instant, he transformed into his alternate mode and flew up quickly, Coysurface yelped. He transformed and flew after him, not wanting to be left alone with the mech. Shatterdazed could swear that he saw him glaring up at him as he gripped the stair pole with his bare servo.
Shatterdazed will definitely take a note and tell his uncle about that...
-Thrustjolt's job was a dockworker. After all, it was tiring, but it had such good pay. He usually worked from early to midnight; this time, he wasn't going to, since someone else had already taken that position anyway. His wing almost ached from sitting in a chair where his back and wing pressed against the chair; it kind of hurt.
He has finished work, and now he'll have to go home. It was getting dark; at least it wasn't even midnight, he glided through the sky. Reaching for his destination, he went inside the apartment and greeted some people before reaching the stairs to the fourth floor. He finally arrived at his door, seeing that it was locked. Shatterdazed was smart to lock that door. So, he knocked.
"Shatter, are you home?.." He called over. "I need access to get in.." he said.
Then, after a few moments, the door finally opened, and Shatterdazed smiled when he saw him. "Welcome home! how was it?.." he rambled. Thrustjolt smiled when he asked so many questions about his day, how was it, or did he even like his job..
"It was fine, go watch something. I'll prepare dinner.." He said before he went to the kitchen. Shatterdazed muttered and give an thump up as he made his spot on the couch, eager to watch something new on the TV.
"Hey Thrustjolt.." Shatterdazed said softly, Thrustjolt hummed and listened. "I saw the mech that Miss Phoebe was talking about.." he murmured. Thrustjolt stopped to listen to him. "You did?.." he repeated.
"Yeah, he was kind of..rude? But he won't even let me pass me and Coysurface through the way when I ask nicely..." Shatterdazed sighed. "Maybe he was having a bad day?.." he wondered.
Thrustjolt hummed and went on preparing the dinner. "It could be.." he said. "If that happens again, I'll speak to him. Got it, sweetspark?.." He smiled at him from a distance. "No one should just be rude to someone just because they are different from them..." he muttered.
Shatterdazed nodded and went back to watching the TV. Time seemed slow as they both were doing their own things. Their days were normal, just as always. maybe..