TF: HoundxMirage Drabbles
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Title: Drabble Spectacular, November 11th
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
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…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the
houndxmirage Three's a Charm challenge. I shall be attempting a drabble (100 words) every day. Feel free to poke me (gently) if I miss a day? And this does have mod approval :)
Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
November 11 - armistice
It was ironic, Hound thought, that their fiercest battle with the Decepticons on Earth to date was fought on Armistice Day. A day when battles of the past were remembered and veterans were honored. A day of peace. Not that the Decepticons honored that, Hound thought as he gazed around the medbay. The battle had been vicious and mechs littered the walls of the medbay, waiting their turn. Mirage, badly injured, was already on a berth, plating open and lines connecting him to various monitors. War would always happen, whether on their home planet or this one or another one.
Rating: PG13
Series: G1
Summary: Drabbles concerning Hound and Mirage, based on the word of the day from Merriam-Webster.
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…
Authors Notes: I'm mad... I must be mad. This is written for the
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Feedback makes friends. Flames dealt with by the masters of paranoia and fire, Red Alert and Inferno.
November 11 - armistice
It was ironic, Hound thought, that their fiercest battle with the Decepticons on Earth to date was fought on Armistice Day. A day when battles of the past were remembered and veterans were honored. A day of peace. Not that the Decepticons honored that, Hound thought as he gazed around the medbay. The battle had been vicious and mechs littered the walls of the medbay, waiting their turn. Mirage, badly injured, was already on a berth, plating open and lines connecting him to various monitors. War would always happen, whether on their home planet or this one or another one.