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World's Balance - Chapter 2Let's turn back time for a few hours.
Two Fairy Tail mages were lost in a forest between Magnolia and Hargeon. Gray and Lucy had finished the Master's assignment with success and were on their way back. But somehow, they got themselves lost due to Gray's (not so great) sense of direction.
" 'I told you we should have taken a ship and sailed back home. That would have been the fastest and safest way', she says" Horologium repeated everything Lucy said while carrying his summoner around.
Gray had taken his shirt off already and as long as it was only the shirt, Lucy wouldn't say anything.
"Says the one who is not even walking by herself." The ice mage wasn't really mad at Lucy. Just frustrated since there was some truth in her words.
" 'Well, I'm sorry that I'm tired. But we were walking for hours without a break', she says."
He sighed heavily, knowing he'd been walking for hours as well, but he wasn't complaining.
"Just a bit more, I'm sure this is the right way." Gray assured her.
World's Balance - Chapter 1Magnolia city was a lively town. Many people bustled through the streets, going through their daily routine. Routine also meant the daily noise in the Fairy Tail Guild. However the familiar noise had been missing for at least three days and the townspeople wondered if someone of the guild had died. Rest assured this was not the case. The guild was only peaceful because a certain Fire Mage had no one to argue with. Erza was on a solo S-class mission, she needed that after all those normal, almost easy requests. Lucy and Gray were on a simple mission given by Master Makarov himself. The reason why Natsu couldn't join was because it was the Master's orders.
"Hey old man, why couldn't I go? I'm soooo bored here!" Natsu complained while he was sitting at one of the tables with his head resting upon the surface.
"I told you already! It's because you don't know what the word 'stealth' means!" It seemed like Makarov was losing his patience after repeating himself for the third time. Natsu glar
100 Sweet Nothings 10. Stars
Looking at earth's night sky gave Red Alert a sense of peace like he would rarely experience throughout the day. No work, no stress, no paranoia. Everything was forgotten as soon as he would look at the stars. It made him remember. All those planets he'd been, seen or heard of. All those places he'd wished to visit. But that was in a time before the population of Cybertron called for war.
Would he ever return? Would he never travel the galaxy again? Would he never see his home again? Would there be a home to return to?
Inferno had reassured him that there was always a home to return to, but Red Alert didn't really get what exactly his mate meant. What if Cybertron was no more when the war would end? There wouldn't be a place to return to. Not every planet was suited for their species, no matter how advanced they were.
So one day, when Inferno joined him one night while he was out stargazing, he couldn't help but ask.
The fire engine turned his attention away from the
100 Sweet Nothings 9. Xmas
Inferno walked through the hallways, helping to decorate the Autobot base for the upcoming human holiday called 'Christmas.' A year ago, Optimus thought it was a good idea to integrate them into the customs of their hosts. Besides that, a holiday which was celebrated with so much peace and love in the air sure tickled the Prime's fancy.
A year, twelve months, 365 days had gone by in a flash. Their kind had a different sense for time since their life was really long. So one year was not much by cybertronian standards. But things had happened and things have changed.
For Inferno, things had changed as well. When he thought about it now, it had changed for the better.
Last year, he had gathered up his courage and confessed to his love.
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart...
He confessed to Firestar. Said that he really liked her.
At first everything went well. She had patted his faceplate, said how cute he was and given him some attention.
But the very next day, you gave it away
Forget Me Not - Chapter 7
A distraught Lamborghini stood outside of Inferno's quarters. His vents were trying to get enough air in to cool his engine down after he'd run here at full speed. Different thoughts were going through his processor. Why? Why would he do that? Why would he, ...just give up?
Red Alert got the new schedule for the week as well and when he saw that the twins had replaced his bodyguard, he felt like the floor would give in beneath his peds.
He needed answers. Now! Ratchet and his repairs could wait. First he'd pinged him, but Inferno didn't respond to that. So he knocked.
"Inferno?" Red called.
Still nothing. Was he avoiding him? ...Probably.
Even though it was not an emergency, Red Alert used the security override code to open the door. If the fire engine wouldn't talk to him willingly, then he would have to force him.
Inferno sat on his berth and judging from his dimmed optics, his thoughts were elsewhere. No wonder he hadn't heard the ping or the knocking. The Lamborghini approached the
100 Sweet Nothings 8. Party
If a human would ask what the difference between Autobots and Decepticons was, Red Alert would know the answer already.
Not their optics. Not their frames and certainly not their beliefs.
No, there was one significant thing that they had and the Cons would never get. More like two things.
They had Jazz and Blaster.
Translated it meant, they had earth-shaking parties, ...literally. With enough Highgrade and the right music, Autobot parties were more destructive than any Decepticon attack. Compared to that, the Con-parties were boring, almost prudish.
And for Red Alert, that meant working overtime. Sealing certain Labs, (Wheeljack's mostly) blocking all transmissions, com-signals and uploads on TV or the internet, (the humans would be traumatized) and having his optics on all monitors nonstop if possible.
Normally he wouldn't mind. After all, he was the only one who got the job done and yet it was highly unfair. He was the only one working. Even Prime attended the parties.
So ok, he was
100 Sweet Nothings 7. Water
He felt himself falling and floating at the same time. The water was cold and deep, ...very deep. The ocean , it's what the humans call it. In his own processor the data says it's a large amount of salty water covering around 70,8% of the planet.
Red Alert wished he could move, swim to the surface, but he couldn't. His body had been damaged and the sea water flowing into his circuitry made him immobile.
The last battle had been long and hard. But everything had been under control so far. Until Starscream swooped down and picked him up. The Seeker flew out of his comrades' sight, then dropped him into the sea. The few cracks in his armor, which he got in battle, created a wide opening for the water and soon his systems started to shut down. One after another.
The only things working at the moment were his spark, his processor and his optics.
The Lamborghini tried his comm. link, only to find it shut down as well to conserve energy. There was no way to pinpoint his position and the deepe
100 Sweet Nothings 6. Pictures
Sitting in their shared quarter, on the berth, and staring at pictures was all Red Alert could do at the moment. Depression was eating at his processor and not even those captured moments could lift the dark gray veil which had descended upon him.
It had been a week since Inferno hadn't come back from a mission and Red was about to lose it. Most of the Ark believed he was gone, but he didn't. No, his fire truck was still alive, still out there. He just knew it!
Jazz had stopped by a few times to talk or to try and cheer him up. As expected, it was not working. Red knew the TIC just made sure he didn't do anything stupid. From experience they knew he was a danger mostly to himself if left alone for too long.
He picked up another picture. Those were more advanced than the photos of the humans, but it still brought no comfort. At first he didn't think much of taking pictures. Their species was advanced enough to store such things in their hard drive. But Inferno got him started on the 'ho
dead dog julyI.
the summer heat lays limp in the city’s lap,
breathing long oppressive breaths.
it does not even lift its lolling head
to bark out hoarse indignancy
when a strange man brings the mail.
there might be heavy rain today,
brought by some swollen, murmuring cloud.
the world will whirl and howl,
then settle down,
to die a little more.
o, quickly, love,
press your back against the wall in fear
as the universe spreads her arms and
shuts her eyes
and starts to summon the end of all things.
come with me
to the place of windows full of speechless afternoon
hot windy whispers of half-formed solutions and resolutions,
sweltering sunlit meadows we’ll wander and then forget.
o quickly, love,
let’s to the season of forgetting
and unwind all of our harshest memories
and fill the universe’s mouth
with mute cotton.
i’ll whisper these words to you some evening
with all my exigency in the hand i rest on your arm—
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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