❝ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ-ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴛʀᴀɪ

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«Not very clearly» Viewfinder admitted «Your whole behavior now makes us see you as… saying it. Look at you, all nervous, all shy. It doesn’t look like you’re very willing to pose» The other two both nodded at the same time «Uhm, yes. It looks like you’re almost afraid we’ll hurt you… or… you know, make fun of you?»

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«Then why so hesitant?» Spectro snickered «We just like to watch. Touch too sometimes… but mostly watch.» «We just touch to read the texture a bit better… it helps you know? Textures give different shades and lights.» Viewfineder raised his servos quickly «alright alright, Give him some space, he said no. Another time then… or never, if he doesn’t want to.»

"I don't-- Did I say no...?"

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«That’s too bad» Spectro and Spyglass seemed very disappointed, both looking away, venting out.  «Well, we can’t force you to pose if you’re so shy…» Viewfinder shrugged «We don’t want you to think we’re not kind mechs. Even if really» he purred, not giving up that easily «There’s nothing to be shy about… you’re a beautiful subject. We’d never focus so much on you for no reason»

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«Oh, shy…» Viewfinder purred, slithering behind him and passing a digit over the wings plating «or do you still think we’re going to use them to blackmail you?» Spectro nuzzled against the mech’s arm «We’re not gonna be in the picture you know? There’ll be just you.» «You seemed so eager for us to bring you out to take a picture of you » Spyglass pointed out «Might that be because you’re really shy then?» 

"Maybe..."

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«Hmm…» Spyglass licked his lips, sneaking closer and purring with his whole frame giving a sudden shiver «Maybe not kill… maybe we’ll just eat you.» Viewfinder rolled his optics and looked at his two mates. They stopped focusing on Silverbolt for a second, then just smiled and all three Reflector units stared at him. «Maybe we could still take some pictures of you.» Spectro grinned «Maybe you look just as fine under water? Oh if you only had wash racks, we’d like to see your frame shine under the running drops…» And the two just probably had a spark attack at imagining that. It was Viewfinder the only one still standing at the moment. «you’d be a very pretty and sensual model despite your strong and resistant fame. »

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«Ah, you’re getting too attached to us, Silverbolt» Viewfinder shook his helm, but didn’t get away. He jumped down the mech’s chest plating and sat down near him. «He’s a soft mech…» Spectro purred «Oh, and are you afraid of us? No, right?» Spyglass snickered «He should! Sometimes. Not now but sometimes he’d better shake in fear if he came to know he was no longer our objective but our… target.»

"Have some pictures of my friends Great Dane trying to sit in a small bed because she doesn't want to lay on the hard floor." - perceptor-and-brainstorms-child

The last thing he needed was to be cornered by a Decepticon, unarmed and alone.

«We did» Viewfinder nodded slowly and walked over to the mech, a very weird grin over his faceplates, a little crafty and a little mischievous. The other two literally pulled the mech back down pressed on the floor and the third unit stepped up over Silverbolt’s chestplates. «And you want us to keep you company, pretty Aerialbot, yes?» Spectro and Spyglass chuckled quietly «Usually they can’t wait for when we leave. While you’re here asking for us to stay,  what is it? You like us?» «Oh do you? Do you?»