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Chapter 28: Air Raid
Title: Air Raid
Rating: T
It wasn't fair.
Air Raid watched as Slingshot stormed
into the room, throwing his backpack to the berthroom floor before
tossing himself down onto his berth. The other shih tzu glanced
uncertainly at his brother, wondering if he should even bother asking
exactly what had upset the volatile autodog this time or wait until
Slingshot started ranting himself.
He was saved from his concerns though
when the other mech started his angry tirade. “That stupid fragging
teacher came me an 'F'! Said that my entire paper was a slagging
mockery. Missed the fragging point of the stupid book....”
Air Raid smiled wryly, setting down his
video game to listen to his brother. He didn't bother pointing out to
Slingshot that he wasn't supposed to be swearing -Silverbolt didn't
want Fireflight to start picking up the language- instead, happy that
the other shih tzu was ranting to him. Granted, Slingshot would
probably rant to anyone.... whether they wanted to listen or not. As
the younger autodog's grumbling turned into full out snarling, Air
Raid allowed himself to slip back into his thoughts; giving attentive
nods and hums of response to show that he was still listening.
It wasn't fair, he mused sadly again,
his optics fixed to rapidly moving lip components. Fireflight had his
half-crush, half-sexual predator; even Silverbolt was being courted
by the kind mech Trailbreaker and Skydive was infatuated with
Vortex's sire, Onslaught. Their feelings could never be rejected. And
even if they were, at least they'd never be wrong....
Why then, Air Raid bemoaned silently,
why then did the universe set him up so horribly this way?
The shih tzu shook his head slightly,
trying to draw out of the blackness of his thoughts, but only managed
to anger Slingshot with the subtle motion. “Are you saying that I'm
a liar!,” roared his younger brother. The grey mech jumped to his
pedes, taking an aggressive stance before Air Raid.
Shuttering his optics in surprise, Air
Raid attempted to soothe his upset sibling, but found himself frozen
when passionate blue optics narrowed behind the other's visor. The
way they shone -with such beautiful fire and indignation- sparked a
thrill within the other shih tzu. Without a thought to what he was
doing, Air Raid quickly lunged up to his pedes, cupping Slingshot's
cheekplates as his lip components mashed against the other's
hungrily.
He remembered exactly what he was
doing, and who with, an astrosecond too late, when he felt Slingshot
go rigid in his grasp. He was shoved away viciously before the older
autodog could pull back on his own and apologize; the smaller mech
turning and bolting from the room as Air Raid fell back to the floor
hard, smacking his helm off the edge of one of the berths.
Blinking the tears out of his optics,
the shih tzu slowly pushed himself back up, biting back on the
whimper that wanted to escape him.
It wasn't fair....
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