Masterz of Da CassetteZ

So your only interest is cannibalism? As I (unsurprisingly) need those parts to function, I will have to decline.

Query: If that is the case, why threaten to eat me?

Fact: I have no interest in vore. 

Negative. But I wouldn’t mind. It would probably make for interesting footage.

That’s too bad, I’ll just have to wait and see up more hidden cameras around you. As for Starscream, he can go frag himself - that I would gladly film. His monolguing doesn’t vary much and is far less interesting than whatever you are trying to stop me seeing.

I’m a communications mech, I have to document everything. Having recorded Starscream talking, I don’t think anything can be any more boring. So are you going to tell me hat you put where? Or better yet, show me?

Convincing. Better record this ‘nothing’ - who knows when ‘nothing’ will happen again?

This needs to be recorded

≥Ö‿Ö≤ - our muses cuddling on the sofa

Movie nights with Blaster and his alternative were always such hassle. While Soundwave was stuck in the middle, the red and white mech loved to plaster himself to his side while the blue one just kinda stiffly sat there on his other side.

Then as the movie progressed, both of them would start to relax and lean more and more into him - if it in Blaster’s case was even possible to lean in any more. Then after about half the movie he would be practically covered by them both as they almost absentmindedly ate the snacks.

Nearing the finale they would start to chat about the movie. His alternate giving constructive comments about the structure of the movie while Blaster would concentrate more on the relationships between the characters and the acting. He himself, would give short comments of where he agreed and disagreed. Then they would together agree upon if the soundtrack was good or not.

Soundwave wold lightly dare to snack too, not wanting to disturb the comfortable melted positions his friends had found.

But the best part usually came after they finished the last movie. When the chattering had died down, the end credits were rolling and the whole room had relaxed and quieted down. The moment when he gently embraced both of the sleeping mechs and with one feeler reached out for the quilt and cover all the three of them, careful to not leave a single pede or servo outside.

“Oh, these are Starsong, designated after one of their Sires- Starscream.” He pet the one with his own helm design to show who he was talking about.

“The other is Moonshadow, designated after my own carrier, Skywarp.” There’s a story behind that designation change.

“Can you two tell my friend how many Vorns you are now?” Moon hid further against his carrier. Star held up a servo showing off five fingers. He looked up, was this right? Moon reached out and put two of his twins’ fingers down and both were looking up as Sideswipe nodded and rubbed their helms affectionately. “Look how smart my little mechs are~” he praised.

That was enough to make Soundwave’s spark melt. If there was one thing he loved, it was sparklings - especially his own (his cassettes) or the ones of those near to him. Seeing Sideswipe as a proud parent made him remember his times with his first cassette and the fun he had had.

“I don’t think I’ve met such smart young mechs before,” the smile, while hidden on his face, was clear in his voice. His visor’s glow softened slightly as he looked down at the twins. “Starsong, Moonshadow it’s a pleasure to meet you,” and he wasn’t lying, the cassette-carrier was genuinely happy to meet them.

Soundwave enjoyed a change of scenery every now and then so it wasn’t uncommon for him and Blaster to relocate when bored. This tended to be detrimental to his relationships but the cassette-carrier tried to minimize damage with his closer friends.

The seeker let that had been hovering hid against Sideswipe. The other peeked out and beeped in confusion. “Uncle Wave?” He asked.

…. It smells a lot better than it tastes.

((That is extremely worrying

Honestly… It tastes like it too. :D

I used to add sugar and milk (I very rarely do anymore unless I don’t feel good) but my father always drank it black and since he passed that’s how I’ve started drinking it.

((Now I’m not sure if I want to try it again…