nekokitsune13

Cringe It was late afternoon when Ironhide, Jazz and Mikaela waited for the others to show for their habitual "get together" on the overlook.  The big black weapons specialist stood on the edge, unmoving, just watching over the town below.  Mikaela sat perched atop of Jazz's hood, watching a flock of birds fly in formation.  To be honest, she was bored.  Ironhide was hardly vocal company and Jazz seemed quite content to sit and play his radio at a low volume.  The female sighed and stretched causing several loud resounding pops to emit from her back.  Ironhide spun at the noise, cannons instantly at the ready.  Mikaela gave a startled yelp a