How could you do this

" Taut with terror, he spun to find Lockdown—Lockdown of one-hundred stellar-cycles—standing a distance away, right on the edges of the light cage with one mismatched servo propped on a table. When Prowl, shivering in a wretched nausea, opened his mouth, Lockdown put up the servo."

“I didn’t touch him.”

“H-how--” Prowl stuttered, cold innards locking up. His visual field was split with panicky static. “How could you?”




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arghh it's late and i have to get up early tommorow, or today since it's already 2:19 in the morning

i absolutly LOVE THESE stories. the reason why? becuase there realistic, though i wish i could read some of the juicy parts but there sadly not included... >3< and there long so i can lounge around and let my mind wander.

my lines are RIDICULOUS