#dionysodamnit

It was a late spring night. Thunder was howling over the land and rain was pouring from the sky, making the ground soggy and the smell of damp pine spread through the air. It was quite calming in a way, resting in the rain and watching the thunder from a far. Rain had been pouring from the sky for quite some time now and the mech had begun to quiver as his engine was growing cold and damp.

Turning on his engine it began to purr and he began to drive down the drenched road as he headed to his next hideout.  He had found something truly spectacular safe haven to stay in.

Amadeus turned and began to drive off road – It did not take long to find it if one knew their way.

That’d be Ironclaw. The poor, perverted, pussy-depraved pirate who’ll philander with any fool at this point.

(( i’m doing a weird au tacked onto this with robo human form bodies based on Dion’s desgins Except a Indian esq inspired theme))

This wasn’t fair. he was being wedded off to some boy he didn’t know. some one who could have been cruel or unjust. What if they didnt allow him to read?

He sat still as his tiny minibot mother fixed the wrap on his sari wrap that wrapped gracefully around him giving him the illusion of a figure. he wasn’t very curvy. He was not a very ideal bride anyway. For his young age he was already extremely tall.

It wasn’t as if his groom could deny him anyway. At least he didnt so. As far as he knew nether of them had a say in the ceremony. it was just another part of cybertronian life. His mother painted his frame in intricate designs. easily dolling him up for the event.

His spark wanted to fly out of his chest as he was lead to the alter. These types of lower caste arranged weddings were small but still celebrated by all those on the lower cast within each respected community.

He stood there frozen like stone. his mouth plate hid his lips and was locked tightly out of his insecurities. As the group leading the group came in singing and playing instruments he wanted to choke. the groom was clothed in white while he had been decorated in bright celebratory colors. He wondered what the reason for this was. from this distance he couldn’t very well make out his face—but he already knew that his groom was shorter than him.