Rewind to Happy Times That Never Existed

[needlefingers]

WHO: Rewind and Chromedome
WHERE: Out by the lake
WHEN: Today
WHAT: Stargazing
WARNINGS: None

Chromedome liked to think that this was something the two of them liked to do, though for different reasons. There was something calming about the stars. There was a whole universe out there, and their pain and conflict was only a small part of it. On a more romantic note, there wasn't any other place in the universe he'd rather be then with Rewind, right here, right now.

To prepare for their evening, Chromedome had brought a couple cubes of high-grade, as well as some energon sticks from the bar. He didn't think they needed more than that, but if Rewind thought they needed something else, he'd probably bring it himself. He sighed to himself and sat down to wait for his partner to arrive.

Comments

[flashdrive]

In actuality, Rewind was fudging it a lot in seeing that Grimlock. But for Chromedome, he'd somehow make it work. There were a bunch of stars out there. A Grimlock was possible.

"Me?"

There's another gaze upwards, his visor scanning the skies above for a moment before gesturing up with a finger.

"That one. See that cluster? I can almost make out Prowl being used as a landing pad. For like...Whirl or something."

[needlefingers]

"Hey, I think I see it!

What about that cluster there? If you tilt your head you can see Prowl being dunked into a vat of coolant."

He traced the general star outline above them. Sure he was taking a lot of artistic liberties, but it's there! Sort of.

[flashdrive]

Ah, this is what he liked about stargazing. The ways they could try and fit Prowl abuse into it. Stamping his slightly-maimed image into the stars for eternity.

Eye of the beholder, you say? Not when someone's got a camera.

"Hey, yeah! I can totally see that one. And if you look over there, it's Prowl smiling--no wait it's upside down."

[needlefingers]

The last comment draws out a snort of laughter. "I think Prowl's only ever smiled three times in his life." And two of those times were at him, but obviously he doesn't say as much.

"Wait, look at that one. If you connect those dots you see Prowl doing a faceplant on the ground."

[flashdrive]

"Was he forced to any of those times? Because that's the only way I can see it happening."

Yeah, he has a feeling, but he's not going to bring it up, for obvious reasons. His gaze keeps focused on the sky.

"Yeah! Right next to...what looks like the Lost Light."

[needlefingers]

"No..."

He immediately draws Rewind to another cluster of stars.

"I think I see a turbo fox right there. We can pretend that it's on its way to steal one of Prowl's datapads. He's always hated losing them, it drives him crazy. Over there is... a house. Okay I'm not sure how we're going to turn that into anything but you can give it your best shot."

[flashdrive]

And his helm followed, fixated on it.

"Does it now." There's a slight tone in his voice, as if he's very interested in that little tidbit. Maybe if Prowl were to...'misplace' some. No no, it would be a turbofox! Blurr had one, right?

"A house, huh. Let's leave that one Prowl-free. It kind of looks like where the Senate used to hold meetings."