Windreaper

Cosmos is one of my favourite Autobots. Surprised? Thought that the 'boots didn't like the 'bots at all since she snarks at them so much? Well, actually, I do quite like them - it just turns out sarcastic when I write about them ^_^ Anyway, Cosmos is cute. His voice sounds like the generic spooky Igor voice from cartoons, he's small and green and chubby...So why, you ask, do I saddle him with Spike and send him out on a recon trip into orbit? Especially when there's a strange, unrecorded energy signature emitting from somewhere in space...? Your guess is as good as mine.

Bromeliad. Cosmos and Spike take a little jaunt into space, where they pick up an unusual reading or two. It all goes downhill from there.
Spin docters. Starscream was having a good enough day until Skywarp started getting bored. Now he's really had enough, and that alarm isn't helping matters either...
Silver in the clouds. The Screaming one sulks - surprise surprise - and we take a little look into what passes for Spike's brain. Biased? Me?

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Again, this fic is unfinished. Obviously ;) Watch this space...

Done...? Ok then...

Back to the continuity section
Further back to the shoebox
Even further back to the 'box itself...