͏͏͏ This time together had softened him to her primal and ... non—normalness. It was hard to imagine a time when he was genuinely unnerved by her. Where he basically saw her as a beast. That said so much more about him than anyone else ... 💧 Now he's close .. His lips barely an inch from hers. ͏͏͏

͏͏͏ Much better... He could at least keep her gaze without the fear of overloading the pistons in his neck. He took one step closer to this familiar predacon. His small, strong hand resting on her bicep. He was close now.. So much closer. ͏͏͏

𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗖𝗛. He's more alert this time around. CCCCRUNCHING the empty can in his hand, the smaller mech meets her stare, standing on the tips of his treads. He's a little grumpy.

Resting his helm on @aeroblight.bsky.social's shoulder .. Don't mind him.

❪ Yowch ❫ .. Hey, don't take it out on me! What'd .. Drift finally take a sword to that ego of yours?

Oh god, that's disgusting . . .

Primus below -—— what the hell happened to your face!

What's so /FUNNY/, fleaball?

͏͏͏ Nervous servo to helm, the scout gave an audible sigh in response. Biologically, they were as different as night and day, but one could still spy the uneasy demeanor the other might have worn. “ Not gonna lie to ya', Twilight. You might've picked a really bad time to come over. ” ͏͏͏

͏͏͏ ⎯𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒

͏͏͏ Apprehensive in his response, the taller of the pair finally meets the equine—princess' heartfelt gaze. “ Ah -—— What's up, Twilight? Got any more scary ghost—horse demons that need thrashing? ” ͏͏͏

Is that the ——- ... gulp Predacon?!

Starscream ... I heard his deafening—aft screeching from all the way back on base.

He shouldn't have a baby......