They-Call-Me-Sid

 (Name) grit her denta as another piece of metal was sliced off her calf, energon welling up in its place. At this rate, her whole left leg would be gone, and she was losing energon rapidly. For the first time in her new life, she actually thought she was going to die And, hell, it scared her to bits. She wanted Crosshairs to save her like he did countless times before she became an autobot. Though, she had long since ceased screaming his name -much to the fleshie's annoyance- she muttered pleas for rescue and promises of vengance to the humans. It was scary that this was who she used to be. She used to be human. Sometimes, when she w

For you it had been hard to get used to Knockout being an autobot. Between past failed relationships and the fact he almost killed most of the other bots you were in relationships with, it was kind of awkward. And everyone knew it. So, they decided it would be a swell idea to leave you and the cherry red mech alone in the base for hours. You had a nice team. You took this as an oppertunity to get some things done; odd jobs and favours for Ratchet around the base. While you were coding something, a loud 'pop' and Knockout's cry of frustration reached your audio receptors. You sigh and decide to check out the mess you'd inevitably have to cl

Four |Deals.| •Next Day|Lunch• Once again, (Name) sat by herself, nose stuck in paper work, her lunch left uneaten. The day before left her with an injured hand, so she had to work much slower than usual, much to her dismay. And, when she thought things couldn't get any worse, she had a huge project to do in Social Studies. And her partner? Tamaki Suou. She knew exactly what that meant. She was going to have to be in the Host Club more than she'd like. Not only that, but he was a huge pain in her ass. And the thought of having the overly dramatic blonde be her partner put an ache in her head. She was currently writing of