MPaS: His Fantastic Little Boy"That was awesome, Mr. Peabody!" Sherman exclaimed, bounding out of the WABAC and running across the platform to the door.
"Indeed, Sherman." Peabody smiled proudly at his son. "And I must admit, you were an excellent driver."
Sherman spun on his heals, eyes bright. "You really mean it?"
Peabody chuckled. "You were remarkable."
Bouncing up and down once more, the seven year old ran in circles around his father. "But not as remarkable as you, Mr. Peabody!" He tripped and fell on his face.
"Careful, Sherman. We just barely avoided the collapse of all of space and time. It would be quite unfortunate for your own excitement over the matter to be your... downfall," he said with a wink.
Moments later the dog and his boy were riding the elevator back to their penthouse. Sherman was joyously re-enacting the events of the day, adding his own commentary when necessary.
"And then when you bit her, Mr. Peabody! It was the coolest thing ever!" Sherman threw his arms over his head in exciteme
MPaS: Certainly Not TonightPeabody's fur bristled on his neck and he could feel shoulders tensing. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly. “Everything is fine, Peabody,” he assured himself. “Remain calm and remember to breathe.”
Dark clouds were beginning to gather on the horizon, blocking the moon and stars as Peabody coasted into the driveway. He hopped off his scooter and walked casually-as casually as a nervous father can-to the front door.
Peabody listened to the shuffling of small feet, heard the hushed voices of children as they ran from the door. Finally-after what felt like hours, but was only a few seconds-the door opened.
“You must be Mr. Peabody,” said the teenage girl who answered. Her red hair was pulled into a messy topknot bun with thick, side-swept bangs falling across the outer corner of her right eye and brushing against her freckled cheeks. She smiled gently at him, a look of embarrassment in her eyes
TFP: Seekers Past 4 Reunion
Skywarp hauled Starscream off the berth in a tight hug. “Did ya miss me, Screamer?”
Starscream could barely speak. He had watched his Trine mates die, felt their very sparks be extinguished. How could Skywarp be alive?
But he was alive. And that was what mattered, right?
“Skywarp!” Starscream laughed jubilantly. “Skywarp, you're alive!” He wiggled around and wrapped his arms around his brother. “I never thought I'd see you again!”
Starscream jumped. He had forgotten about Shockwave. He pushed himself away from Skywarp, clearing his vocalizer awkwardly.
Shockwave stared at the Seekers, noting the almost pleading look in Starscream's optics. “I will leave you two to your reunion.”
“Screamer! Where've you been?” Skywarp yelled in excitement.
“Where have I been?” The Seeker sho
(TFP) TwisterSoundwave growled to himself mentally. Even after having run a full diagnostic of the Nemesis' systems and finding everything in working order, he was unable to see or hear anything that was going on in the energon storage vault... again. And, of course, neither Megatron, Starscream or Shockwave were answering their comms. He supposed he would just have to go below and see what was going on for himself.
Shockwave leaned against the table, watching the spinning dial slow to a stop. “Right pedde red.”
A chorus of dissatisfied groans and one jubilant “Ha!” echoed in the empty chamber behind him. He turned to see the tangles mess of Cybertronians piled on the floor. They resembled the chaotic structure of the Cybermatter that had formed in his former, off-site laboratory.
“Shockwave!” Starscream gasped, his body beginning to tremble from trying to stay upright. His legs were twisted and he seemed desperate to not