When Old Meets New FINAL
POV: 3rd person
Transformers is owned by Hasbro
warnings: Yeah....stuff
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(7th floor)

“So, Blast..” Ratchet asked, “how’s Sunny treating you?”

“Ok...I guess...” Wildblast replied, “Why?”

“Well it’s cause-” before Ratchet could finish, Ironhide elbowed Ratchet, making him double over. “Ow..” he moaned..

“Oh my Primus Ironhide!” Wildblast exclaimed, running over to wear Ratchet was laying. “You ok?” She asked.

“Did I land in heaven? I see angels..” Ratchet muttered, causing Ironhide to roll his optics.

“He’s fine” he muttered. Wildblast got up and sat on the edge of where Ironhide was laying. Ironhide quickly blushed. “Blast can you go sit with Ratchet?” he asked.

“Aw why?” Wildblast asked in return, looking at Ratchet on the other bed.

“Here Blast I got a seat for you!” Ratchet offered, spreading his legs slightly. Wildblast looked away in disgust.

“Ew Ratchet! Put a codpiece on or something!!” She squirmed slightly, falling on top of Ironhide’s thigh, making Ironhide’s face turn beat red. Ratchet grinned.

:Hey Mooon...: he sang over the bond.

:WHAT?: came an annoyed reply.

:You’ll never believe who Ironhide has a crush on!: he giggled, making Wildblast and Ironhide look over.

:who?:

:Wildblast: he grinned. He felt shock go through the bond. :shocking isn’t it?:

:You bet it is! What is wrong with him! He knows she’s dating Sunny...wait...what are they doing?: Moonracer replied, wondering why Ratchet wanted Wildblast to go to their room earlier.

:well..: Ratchet looked over and saw Ironhide’s beat red face :He’s blushing!:

“So..” Wildblast pondered, brushing a hand over Ironhide’s chest, “your really strong..”

“And sexy” Ratchet coughed, making Ironhide blush more.

“No I ain’t” Ironhide quickly covered up. Wildblast laid her head by his.

“Actually..” she murmured, causing Ratchet to grin, “I think your hot..”

“But I’m old...” Ironhide mumbled, glaring at Ratchet slightly, “why would you, a 14 year old, wanna date me, a 17 year old?”

“Well, I guess old needs to meet new sometime huh?” Wildblast hugged Ironhide, causing Ratchet to fall laughing.

:Oh my fucking god, you’re never gonna believe what the slag just happened: he laughed through the bond.

:what?: Moonracer asked, sitting comfortably in Sideswipe’s lap.

:They hugged! And she thinks he’s hot!: Ratchet continued laughing, earning him glares from Wildblast and Ironhide.

:OH MY GOD!: Moonracer jumped off Sideswipe’s lap, causing Sideswipe to frown.

“I liked you there..” He moaned.

“Oh well” She mocked, :Now what?:

:Well, nothing...they’re just flirting: Ratchet looked over.

:Ironhide......Flirting?: Moonracer laughed, causing Sideswipe to be concerned.

“You ok?” he asked, hugging her.

“Yeah, just fine!” she replied through giggles.

:OOO: Ratchet sent over, looking at Wildblast and Ironhide. Wildblast was laying on top of Ironhide, while Ironhide had his hands wandering.. :it’s getting hot!:

:Really? What are they doing?: Moonracer asked.

: well, ‘hide pretty much has his hands resting on her aft, and Wildblast is tracing circles in his chest: Ratchet replied, then suddenly became shocked. :he wants to kiss her!:

“Oh my god..” Moonracer said to herself. Sideswipe stared for a second.

“You sure your ok?” He asked.

“Yes I’m fine!” She replied, then asked Ratchet :well?:

:Aw: Ratchet looked away, not wanting to interrupt the moment.

“So..you like me?” Ironhide asked, lips brushing Wildblast’s.

“Y-yeah” she stuttered, kissing Ironhide. Ironhide tensed, then immediately relaxed and kissed back with more force.

:OH MY FUCKING PRIMUS THEY’RE KISSING!!: Ratchet screamed over the bond, sending a mental image to show Moon.


“AWWW!!” Moonracer sighed, leaning against Sideswipe.

“Ok, now we’re going to the hospital..” Sideswipe pronounced, dragging Moonracer down the hall.

“Wait! Sides! I’m not sick!!” She protested.

“But I think your insane..” He muttered, continuing to drag her down the hall as Ironhide and Wildblast kissed the night away (with Ratchet watching...)