Nightmare pt. 2For a moment Blurr’s processor completely stops. He’s not sure what to think. Those words… couldn’t have come from Sideswipe. Only, they did. There’s no mistaking Sideswipe’s voice. He’s unsure of what his systems are going to do, because he feels like bursting into tears or purging his tanks, but all he can do is sit there and listen.
There’s a moment where Sunstreaker is obviously searching for something to say.
“Sideswipe- Why would you do that? You love him. He loves you! What on Cybertron could have made you think that?”
“Because he doesn’t deserve me, Sunny, he-“
“Don’t tell me you’re getting my superiority complex, Sideswipe, you know-“
“He deserves better than me! Look at me, Sunstreaker, I’m last stellar cycle’s model. I’m a retired old cop. He’s a young intelligence agent. These days, I question how…how he really could love me. There
Nightmare pt. 1“Sunny, I need your help.” The nonchalant look leaves the yellow mech’s optics as he hears the tone of the light blue one’s voice.
“What’s wrong, Blurr? I can count the number of times you’ve visited me alone on one hand.” Blurr shifts nervously, then sighs.
“It’s…It’s Sideswipe. Something’s wrong with him. He won’t tell me anything, he’s just not even the same mech I know anymore.” Sunstreaker sits back on his couch, surprised.
“My brother? Not acting like himself? I mean, I know he’s not the same as when we were younger, but I know him. How’s he been acting lately?” Blurr sighs again, wringing his hands, and Sunstreaker can sense how upset he is. “Blurr…what’s going on with you two?” At that, Blurr finally breaks down, sinking deeper into the cushions of the chair, rubbing at his optics quickly.
“I first noticed it about three weeks a