Dreams of Ice

[niyazi-a.livejournal.com]

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G1
Starscream implied Skyfire/Starscream
no warnings.

for tf_speedwriting  prompt snow/cold/ice

Starscream was dreaming of ice again. In his recharge, he felt himself shudder, as if burn-cold tentacles were creeping under his armor, crawling up his limbs, reaching, stretching toward his laser core as though trying to devour him.  A chill seemed to settle along his laser core, a cold pressure, squeezing at him, making him ache.

He shifted, uncomfortably, his hand idly stroking at his cockpit.  It felt…unfamiliar. As if it shouldn’t be round, as if it should be blunt and squared off.  He made a querulous noise. 

This was not the first dream like this he’d had: this was not the first discomfort with his own frame.  For vorns he’d had it. He couldn’t place when the dreams had begun; it seemed like he’d always had them. It seemed that curling on one side, one wing pinned beneath him, curling in a ball as if cocooning something precious with his entire body was some piston-deep, ancient reflex. 

He clawed his way to consciousness, forcing his optics online, impatient as the red lenses warmed, as his optical data feeds slowly fed him data. The world resolved from the dead, flat blackness of his cortex to the richer darkness of an actual space, with depth and planes and presences.  The cold faded slowly, clinging like a desperate ghost, retreating along his limbs, leaving them feeling hollowed and numb. Reality gathered around him, but the dream, the vision, seemed to resist its intrusion, insisting on its own kind of presence, its own measure of truth. 

Why? He thought. What was behind these dreams? What underlay the half-visions, the uneasy sensation of something reaching for him, the unutterable pain of longing? Why ice? Why, always, so cold? 

Why did he always wake up with Skyfire’s name trembling on his lips?

 

Comments

[sasuke-emosauce.livejournal.com]

Excellent.

[playswithworms.livejournal.com]

I KNOW WHY!!! *flaily* GO GET HIM OUT OF THE ICE DAMMIT (not that I, uh, had an emotional response to this one or anything >_>)

[chibirisuchan.livejournal.com]

*sends robot-sized electric blankie*

...

*sends six more just in case*

[skyure.livejournal.com]

He dreamt and felt what Skyfire felt ...

Skyfire was in the ice, freezing, and cold, lonely and longing.
Maybe longing for Starscream?
And maybe Starscream was longing to get his friend, or, whatever Skyfire is in this fic, because this sounds suspiciously like a bonded mate or friend to me.
Correct me when I am wrong.

And Starscream feels guilty.

[oni-gil.livejournal.com]

D: This makes me... unsurprisingly... very cold. Poor Starscream!

(Yes, you guilted me into it. SECOND COMMENT EVER GO ME.)