zomgitsalaura | happy birthday tv and proooooompts

Scamper shifted around and clambered off the berth. A low growl made him sigh and clamber back in. "Slingshot, I love you, but I have work to do."

Grrrrrrr.

"Okay, I'll stay..." Slammer let himself be tugged back under the jet and resigned himself to spending the day being lovingly mauled.

And then the door opened.

"Hey Slingshot!" Air Raid bounded in and playfully knelt down to peer over the edge of the berth. "You gonna spend the dya in bed?"

Slingshot yanked Scamper away from the other Aerialbot and hissed angrily, wings raising aggressively and glaring death at Air Raid. Wisely, the black jet backed off a bit.

"Whoa bro. I know he's a good lay and all, but seriously, chillax."

Still trapped under Slingshot, Scamper couldn't help but giggle as Slingshot fell silent a few seconds.

Hisssssss.....

"Whoa! Okay, okay, I'm gone." Air Raid backed out the door, and Slingshot settled down on his car again.

lol, is nice
me like :3

Metroplex thinks its hilarious, and might later send Six-gun in to see if Slingshot will try claiming him too.

slingshot later stole all the blankets and pillows off the couch in the aerialbot common room.

When Sixgun entered the Slingshots room, several hours after Scampers shift was supposed to start, he found the bed propped haphazardly against the desk. Blankets and pillows stuffed into the makeshift cave/nest around the quietly growling jet.

Scamper, to his credit, merely shot his fellow drone a pleading look from where he was wedged half under and behind the overly possessive aerialbot.

Six Gun often forgot exactly how strong the little jet was, though he was quickly reminded of this fact when, venturing too close in an effort to rescue the car from the glitching Slingshot, he was swiftly grabbed and became trapped himself.

At least Slammer was still free to launch a rescue party of his own.

In my head, Slammer's got a robot form, just never takes it cause he can't speak. So Slingshot would later claim him too.

Darn jet gets hisself a drone harem. Metroplex finds in neccessary to ask Silverbolt to risk getting a hand bitten off so the drones can escape.

Later still, Slingshot tried to claim Metroplex when he transformed, and even beat Trypticon in defense of HIS mate.
Slingshot: 3

Unfortunatly Slingshot decided that he needed to protect Metroplex from the WHOLE autobot army. In an effort to do so he ended up attaching himself to the gigantic city-formers head.

Unable to transform, and equally unable to pry the tiny jet off himself without damaging him, Metroplex was forced to sit in mech form for over three hours before Ratchet was finally able to hit the hissing Slingshot with a tranquilizer dart.

Another two hours later, due to the fact that Slingshots joints had locked when he went into stasis, forcing the other aerialbots to try and pry him off Metroplex's helm, the city-former was finally able to transform.

Ratchet, however, found the whole situation absolutely hilarious (once the fact that he had to FIX Slingshot had been eliminated). Especially once he saw the faces of the rest of the Autobot forces when he informed them that ALL of the jets would do the exact same thing once they found a suitable mate.

Sandstorms face was unanimously agreed as being the funniest out of all of them.

It was agreed that Hot Spot and Silverbolt would be locked in a room when Silverbolt got like this (No one wanted to deal with Silverbolt's powers of electric-channeling) and That Fireflight would totally be the scariest of them all.

Sure enough, when it did happen, Fireflight was like a giant cat, hissing and trying to scratch at anyone (Including Broadside) who got too close to Sandstorm.

Unfortuneatly for Topspin, he didn't think Fireflight could do much damage and came over to poke Sandstorm. The resulting scene was reminiscent of one of those face-eating alien movies.

That is, until Fireflight decided that the rather shiny Topspin would make a good addition to his little harem (currently consisting of one rather bemused Sandstorm and one slightly confused Blades) and locked them all together in his quarters.

Once they were all in there, however, both Topspin and Blades seemed to have been forgotten about and were able to escape quite easily.

Ratchet attributed this to an offshoot of Fireflights often times obsessive collection of shiny trinkets, his short attention span and his tendency to hug any helicopters that came within range.

Eventually, Fireflight went to recapture his helo, and then went to try and catch Whirl, who had wisely locked himself in his room already, and therefore could not be gotten.

So instead Fireflight hung from the rafters outside of Wirl's quarters, hissing sadly when he wouldn't come out and play.

Sandstorm finally managed to lure the mopey jet away from the ceiling by purposely talking to another bot, a hologram generated by a rather bemused Hound, and inciting a jealous rage.

Though Sandstorm had to admit that jealous, angry jet interfacing was ridiculously fun and definitely worth the hissing, snuggly house arrest it eventually induced.

Poor Blades was less impressed, mostly because Fireflight found it fun to nibble his rotors during interface, which wasn't bad, it was just that they got all scratched and less useful afterwards.

Also, having someone else in the room and watching Fireflight with Sandstorm made him feel very uncomfortable.

Sandstorm did suggest seeing what would happen if Fireflight caught them sitting together. (The results were amusing enough to be worth repeating)

Fireflight: *torn between hissing at blades for sitting near his sandstorm and elated because both of his claims/victims are in close enough proximity for easy molestation*

Eventually, Fireflight figured out that the best results were gained by jumping Blades and twisting his wings in a way that Sandstorm had always found irrisistable.

Sandstorm: O.o *Watching Fireflight* Must.. resist urge.. to jump...

Fireflight: >3

Blades: Awp!

Ratchet found the whole thing alot less funny when skyfire, also acting on his jet mating protocols, promptly kidnapped both perceptor as well as the entire decepticon elite seeker trine.

It was made especially annoying due to the fact that Perceptor was currently in the middle of a rather important experiment and Prime ordered him to be "rescued" from the space shuttles quarters. Once the experiment was over, however, no-one saw helm or skidplate of the quiet scientest for a very long time.

With the elite trine currently accosted on the autobot base many were worried about attacks from the decepticons designed to retrieve their missing teammates.

Luckily Megatron was rather well informed as to what was causing the problem (having worked with the glitchy fliers for several million years) and promptly called for a ceasefire until the jet mating season was over.

Someone eventually said "Why don't we all just throw all the fliers together in a big room till the season's over?"

Swindle *perks up* Yeah! It'd be hot and I could sell vids!

*epic facepalm by ratchet* only if you want people missing important limbs because one of the jets decided they were sitting too close to their claims.

plus, no-one wants to be too close if silverbolt goes psycho. personally, i prefer all of my relays un-blackened, crispy and smoking. speaking of crazy aerialbots though, i am rather surprised that air raid and skydive haven't attached themselves to anyone yet.

Awwah, they wouldn't claim each other?

Silverbolt: -u- *is quite content since Hot Spot is leaning on him and everyone is giving them a wide berth*

Raid: Well, we don't exactly have anyone yet...
Dive: I think we'd best avoid Silverbolt though, I'm worried he'll try to claim us.
Raid: That'd be pretty funny actually.
Dive: Not if he thought someone was coming onto us.

they have to claim someone outside the gestalt. otherwise they would be hissing and clawing at EVERYONE

Raid: i'm actually a little upset about the ceasefire.
Dive: why?
Raid: six words. angry glitching out giant jet gestalt
Dive:.... we'd win in like... three minutes. all we'd have to do is say megatron was looking at their claims. he wouldn't live long enough to work out what in the pit was going on.

(Well actually Raider and Dive each have a femme in RP with Becca, Raider's girl is a miner, and Dive's turns into a propellor plane, but who else would those two go after?)

i don't know. the rest of the protectobots offer themselves for now. you know, in the name of peace, harmony and eventually sanity for the hissing aerials and all that jazz. (that's what they're saying anyway... plus, blades and hotspot got to play)

Come to think of it, Air Raid/Streetwise is an adorable pairing.

Darn Skydive, I swear he's celibate.

groove/ first aid/ skydive
two parts adorable + one part jet = fun times for all

They would be able to convince him to stop being a prude.

Dive: I'm not a prude! D:

kissing protectobots would convince ANYONE to stop being a prude (once they got over the "d'awwwwwww.... that's actually kinda hot" factor)

Dive:*joins protectobot "snuggle" pile*

Slingshot *gets in a spat with Flight over Blades*

Dive *snuggles his two Protectobts, purring*

Flight *Offers to share Blades*
Blades: D:

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