TF: Burnin’ for You

[wildernesstales]

Series: G1
Rating: PG-13 for innuendo
Pairings: Inferno/Red Alert
Summary: Even in the midst of a fire, it’s still on Inferno’s processor.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer:  As per usual, the good things in life are not mine to have, but belong to someone else... in this case Hasbro, Takara and IDW and anyone else I’ve forgotten…
Author's Notes:  Written for lady_katana4544  by request over here.
Feedback makes friends.  Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno. 

 

Each time he watched Inferno rush straight into a burning building, his spark almost guttered to nothing.  No matter how often he saw it, no matter how often Inferno came back in one piece (if not slightly blackened), his spark always stuttered initially.  Then his processor took over and reassured him about the strength of Inferno’s armor.  And how skilled the mech was at dealing with fires.

“Red… can ya come in here a klick?” Inferno’s voice echoed over his comm line.
“Problems Inferno?” Red Alert made his way towards the building.  The fire wasn’t that serious.  Surely nothing that Inferno couldn’t handle on his own?

“Inferno!” He yelped as he felt the fire truck’s arms wrap around him.  “What is the meaning of this?”
“Nothin’ Red, just wanted ta hug ya.”
“Inferno, we’re in the middle of a building on fire!”
“An’?  Fire ain’t that bad.  It’ll burn itself out in a few breems.  Gives us plenty a time ta have some fun a our own.”
“In-ferno!”