For Aero is was another day taking care of his ship, muttering some curses or grumbling complaints about doing a full system scan… Again but everything was thankfully quiet. The shipping bay was surprisingly scarce of all species including Cybertronians and the guards which made him raise an optic ridge but he made no comment or included anymore thoughts to it until he heard shouts as he dealt with ships exterior and adding small patches and dealing with the big boxes placed before the hopper out the ship and he paused, his frown deepening.
His processor wandered towards a certain femme but doubted himself immediately, she had been quiet for last few months, no pranks or major havoc caused by her and she seemed to have matured slightly since her human friend had gone home. When his daughter had asked why she had left she just looked at the short pink femme and gave a shrug with a followed, “meh.”
He was bent forward with a rag when a form burst from the far doors he faced and was currently sprinting, going faster than he’s ever seen that person go, clutching something in one of her fisted claws. He stood up as she tried to pass and she skidded to halt with a yelp when she saw him, the shouts suddenly got louder and LightClaw heaving in huge breaths as her frame tried to catch up with the rest of her.
He felt himself scowling but he gave a mental chuckle but he would never let her hear his amusement because he would never hear the end of it as he stared at the younger femme who stared back with her mismatched optics, her mouth twisting before she shushed him when he opened his mouth. A spike of anger came forward before she hissed out,
“I was never here!” and was bolting for her ship across the massive room with a sudden new burst of speed.
She just disappeared inside when several heavily armor mechs and femmes rushed in and Aero had to flinch at the bright colors his optics ingested and they wished to throw up in one fell swoop. He blinked several times before looking at them (more like squinting) to notice those neon colors were dripping down their frames in small rivers and they scanned the area before locking onto him and moving forward with determined strides. He sighed as he dropped the rag he was cleaning his hands with, one day that femme is going to get me in more trouble than I can handle…
Aero slammed his fist onto the hull of LightClaws ship and shouted,
“Get your aft out here!” and repeatedly did it until the hulls bay door slid down and LightClaw poked her helm out and began scanning before locking onto him and a goofy grin appeared which made him want to strangle her with his bare hands.
“Ah! I see my knight in shining armor has come to my rescue!” She declared, and she gave a thumbs up before her hands disappeared, he couldn’t see her hands now but she was clapping with approval and he stomped forward and she darted quickly back into her ship and he entered, stomping the entire time.
“Do you know what it took to…” He began to say before he went silent as he entered her ship and blinked with surprise, the entire ship was spotless but the walls were covered in schematics and he felt his mouth open to gape at the schematics showed her ship and possibly her little tricks of her trade.
He scanned over them for a moment before he turned and scowled at LightClaw, who sat on a table, her legs swinging back and forth as she buried her helm into a datapad, muttering herself in a far corner and to her left was a wall littered with dents and scratches. Aero shook his helm and stomped over, rage seething from him as he towered over her and waited for her to look up. She slowly did and stared at him with a raised optic ridge, an innocent look at her faceplate that made her look like a sparkling that didn’t do anything wrong or was really bad at acting...
He huffed into her faceplate and crossed his arms over his chestplate and scowled, she grinned which made him growl in response, making his mood worse,
“You know I was actually enjoying your maturity…” he grumbled quietly and LightClaw grinned even more.
“I can’t you believe you fell for that! Stomper even fell for it and now he’s a soft pink color!” LightClaw laughed before swinging her feet over the table and hopped off the other side and chucked her datapad over her shoulder.
Aero snatched it out of the air and glanced over it, confused before realization sparked in his optics and LightClaw winked when he met her optics.
“Exactly!” She cheered before lifting her arms up and shouted, “I’m back!” and Aero’s response was study her more with narrowed optics,
“If you’re up to trouble again I’m not-“ he began but LightClaw flapped her hands at him, a big smile on her lips as she quieted him making him glower,
“Now now rust bucket!” she said nonchalantly, “I only need one more thing and then it’s going to perfection! The pranksters around the station actually come to me for ideas of pranking ideas! Can you believe that! I’m a legend!” she laughed as she went around the table and tapped at the datapad, suddenly her expression was sullen and filled with annoyance, “But what I need I can’t seem to find since a certain mech,” she gave a pointed look and he merely raised a optic ridge in response as she continued with that look still in place, “bought it all out for his entire armory he assures everyone is for customers and commissioners…” he snorted, not believing her at all.
She sniffed back with a look of irritation but shrugged helplessly, at the situation Aero assumed before LightClaw looked at the far wall with a look on contemplation, her claw tapped at her chin before her narrowed optics snapped wide and she clapped her hands in a sudden burst of energy and eagerness and he saw a grin forming.
“Why don’t I make a deal with you?” LightClaw grinned, Aero narrowed his optics question but said nothing and LightClaw just flicked her claws at him to let her continue on, “This is the deal; I won’t prank you for a certain amount of time and for that amount of time you’ll give me in return what I need to finish my project and we go our separate ways. Sound legit?” LightClaw crossed her arms over her chestplate and leaned back, waiting.
Aero moved his jaw back and forth in thought as he mulled it over in his processor, not having to look over his shoulder with LightClaw around sounded like a good deal but with his daughters? He questioned that. LightClaw suddenly spoke making him focus on her,
“And I promise on my honor that your daughters will not be able to influence me into any pranks involving you, heck, I’ll even take all the blame and say you knew nothing of this.” A small internal smile spread into a grin of evilness that even surprised him and he found himself saying,
“Two hundred and eighty days.” And LightClaw laughed with joy.
“I knew there was a reason why I liked you!”
LightClaw followed Aero into his home to find his home quiet except for the whirring noises from his workshop they went into and LightClaw lost focus and went to his extinguisher and started to pet it. The damn thing seemed to lean into her petting making Aero extremely unsettled, some days he swore the damn thing was alive by the way it acted and when the ex-Decepticon femme was around it would follow any of her orders or stick to her as close as it could while she was in the workshop. There was a time when the femme was in the workshop with Aero and they had an actual mature conversation as she helped him and Stomper was stuck with his sparkmate and his daughter, Electra.
The two actually laughed behind the poor Wreckers back as Electra crushed on him and the poor fool was oblivious but the two picked up on it immediately and laughed the entire time LightClaw and Stomper were at his home. He saw some maturity in LightClaw that she never showed and her fascination with his creations she asked about.
Aero turned away from LightClaw and dug into his drawers, looking for what she needed, it took some digging before he found about six of them, they were ventilation metal tubes, this sort of metal was hard to find since it never froze nor over heated and melted and that’s why he bought all of them. He turned his helm to see she was looking around his arm and looked at the tubes with a gleeful look and she reached for them but he pulled them away and looked up at him with a scowl, he turned fully and held out his free right hand and LightClaw in return tilted her helm at him,
“Shake on this deal and if you break this deal I will come and find you.” His tone was serious and his faceplate blank but LightClaw just smiled and shook his hand.
“Aero, you should know me better than that, when I keep my word, I keep it. I promised Fusion when she was a sparkling that I would return her to her father in those damn mines and I did. Not a scratch was on her, I might be an ex-Con but I am not a deal breaker. My father taught me a few good lessons not to get my aft beat from his mistakes and they have kept me a live so far.” LightClaw let go of his hand and took five of the six tubes from him and started to head for the door, “Thank- AGH!” she stopped with a yelp as he grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and dragged her back so they met optic to optic and LightClaw glared back as he let her go and set back down the last tube and crossed his arms over his chestplate nonchalantly as LightClaw rubbed her abused neck and continued to glare up at him.
“What was that for?” She complained as she stood up straight and scowled, he leaned against the table and gave a small smug smile,
“I saw the schematics and the measurements for what you built; you’re going to need to some help lifting those machines up though I never got the chance to know what you’re truly making but it’s going to affect an entire level of civilians and you’re going to need help.” LightClaw thought for a moment before she stared at him with disbelief.
“You want to help with a prank? You? Rust bucket?!”
Aero grunted as he hefted the box with LightClaw on the other side,
“Watch it! You drop this one I’m going to make you pay for it!” LightClaw hissed and Aero returned to with a glare as the strange pole wrapped in cloth on LightClaws back wacked onto the stairwell above them and they both stumbled from not looking where they were going making the femme glare harder to make a point before returning her attention on stepping carefully up the side stairs of the building. The metal beneath their pedes creaked and groaned in protest but did not give away, this was their fifth trip across the station level and Aero was starting to get concerned for his health on all of the secrecy of LightClaws prank but he made no inquiry as the went up the final flight, LightClaw narrowed her optic ridges as she hefted the box up more and grunted.
“Next time, Stomper can do all the lifting, a femme and a rust bucket combined is a bad idea waiting to happen.” She complained and Aero rolled his optics with a scoff as they came onto the roof and crab walked to the middle of the roof and set it down gingerly. Aero grumbled as he rolled his shoulders and stood up straight, hearing the clicks of his armor going back into place with little complaint,
“And why isn’t he helping?” Aero questioned even though he already knew the answer that was coming,
“Because he is currently angry at me for making him pink and covered his helm with furry pink hair. He looked good in it too; it worked with his red optics.” Was the grumbled reply and Aero restrained a chuckle with a pressed of his lips together and his maintained silence.
LightClaw kicked the box with the side of her pede and the box fell apart with ease like nothing was holding the box together and she immediately went to work, the machine inside was not made to hide in plain sight and he was sure there was a reason for it as well but what got to him was that the processing units inside he saw sticking out and the huge metal containers sticking awkwardly out the side. LightClaw took out the last ventilation tube from her hip compartment and hooked it to two tubes that were clearly missing part if someone like Aero was looking for it and it all clicked together with ease.
She stood up straight and gave him a thumb up with a cocky grin and he cracked a small smile and she held out her hand for the control panel she asked for him to carry for her and he pulled out from where it was clipped to his hip but he did not give it to her but crossed his arms over his chestplate.
“What,” He made a gesture at the machine, “does it do?” and LightClaw smiled, it was not a cocky smile nor a simple smile, but an evil smug smile he had seen her show once when she found out the kids she was teaching decided to turn on her and raid her house and trap her entire house and when she got back at them, well, it was not pretty from what he heard from Fusion who had helped LightClaw clean up her house and look for Chomper, who had been strung up as a decoration and painted with neon colors. The Ex-con had declared war on the kids and was extremely upset that anyone would touch her pet since the kids apparently knew the damn thing was ‘docile’ and liked the kids from the first day of meeting them. When Sundancer went to pet him, he ran away and hid under LightClaws berth and refused to come out until Sundancer was gone, LightClaw was not happy. Aero hated the damn monster for it had eaten all of his gold supplies and he had to pay to get it all replaced and had to hide it somewhere the little monster couldn’t find it, it had worked so far…
“What is my signature?” LightClaw said suddenly which snapped him from his thoughts and Aero frowned in return,
“Paint.” He replied, hesitant, and the femme cackled,
“Well, I’ve been plotting this one out for a while now and Alexandria’s home planet was snowing and I decided to look into it and this,” she nudged the silent machine with her pede before continuing, “is what came of my idea.” Aero thought for a moment before his optics widened,
“Wait you mean it-” another gesture, “-snows paint?” and LightClaw laughed with joy at his expression and he couldn’t help but grin and chuckle. LightClaw was certainly creative and evil at the same time,
“A-and you know what’s best part?” she hiccupped through her laughter, “I-it permanent neon!” and Aero began to snort laughter as he handed over the control panel and LightClaw took it through her laughter and began to type onto it and the machine immediately turned on and seemed to charge up its power but do no more and Aero tilted his helm in confusion until LightClaw handed over back the panel to him with a smile.
“Here, the honors are all yours.” He blinked and shook his helm in reply and she scowled, “Fine, then let’s do it together.” Aero went to shake his helm again he got a control panel in his faceplate in response and he grumbled but they went side by side and each held one side of the panel and LightClaw grinned and started to count down.
“1…2…Wait!” LightClaw cried and grabbed the pole on her back and shook it lose, Aero frowned in confusion and then scoff as the umbrella snapped open and became a canopy over them, covering both of them fully and the femme smiled coyly up at him and winked as he took it from her with his free hand so it lay more comfortably above them both. “Okay, now 3!”And then they pressed the middle button together and the machine sprang to life and the pipe that stuck out from the top burst colorful snow and went shooting up high into the air, from afar they squinted to see the other machines doing the same. The snow was beautiful and gentle but a monstrous creation all the same, below them they heard the oh’s and ah’s of the sudden pretty sight but Aero merely only had to wait a couple minutes before the shrieks and shouts started.
People below them scrambled for shelter and escape the nightmare that was suddenly sprung upon on them and Aero let out a laugh of joy, LightClaw glanced up at him before she double checked what she just heard, she stared for a moment before she laughed as well.
They laughed for a very long time until the sirens started blaring of security moving into action but Aero and LightClaw didn’t move from under their canopy of protection but just listened to the shrieks of horrified femmes and the shouts of angry mechs and they just smiled.
“You know Aero…” LightClaw began and Aero looked down at her with a raised optic ridge, and she looked up and smiled, “I think this is about to turn into a beautiful friendship.” He smiled back and to LightClaw, he looked eon’s younger and in his optics she saw the twinkle of mischief that suddenly spurred to life that had long ago died and he held out his hand and she took it and shook with a firm grip. Yup, they would get along wonderfully…