It had been a long flight home, the shuttle was tired and slightly dented as he landed on the balcony of his large apartment. It was still dark out, so he would have to be silent and not wake everyone up as he made his way indoors.
Surprisingly silent for a mech so big, all those nights of sneaking out had paid off, Jetfire entered the living room and stretched. In the corner of his optics he could see the kittens sleeping peacefully, guess Optimus stayed. Which meant, Jetfire was on the sofa.
Shrugging, the shuttle moved to the kitchen and helped himself to some energon. Jetfire had brought his own supply with him for his departure so he wasn’t too low, it was only that damn meteor shower that caught him off guard, hence the minor dents. Luckily Jetfire was a skilled flier and escaped without too much damage.
Cleaning up his mess, the shuttle returned to the living room. He could check on Optimus but sometimes that mech was such a light sleeper and he really didn’t want an argument at this hour. It would be best to rest on the sofa until morning, then he and Optimus could talk and he could get some well-earned recharge.
Lounging on the sofa the shuttle relaxed his optics.











