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Hello to anyone who reads this! This is not exactly a typical fan fiction, but rather a mash up of all of my writing Drabble ideas between my TF Ocs and their shipping with canon characters.

Some chapters may be rather short though, and in advance I apologize for that. I’m also just starting out on A03 and may not update regularly.

Nonetheless, hope you enjoy.

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Ivy slowly woke up to the smell of salt in the air and the sounds of the ocean, specifically the waves crashing against something. She looked around and noticed she seemed to be hanging upside down, from the mast of a ship.

Now she knew she was at sea on a ship, her hands tied up behind her back and her legs being tied together and help up to suspend her upside down. She looked up ahead and saw a bit of a distance away a figure that was humming a song to themself.

She knew it was Blitzwing, from the humming. Ironically enough, he was humming the song, “The Sailor Song” by Toy-Box. She huffed in annoyance, looking around. A distance away she saw her chains and daggers, as well as the rest of her weapons and equipment.

He had stripped her of anything that would help her to escape and when trying to do so, she seemed to be unable to access her hand blasters meaning her weapons systems had been shut down. That damned mech, she could curse him all the way to the end of his life! Such a clever mech.
She could still feel her body ache, with the pain of a battle long past. She seemed to no longer bleed energon so it meant this mech had also repaired her while she was unconscious. Although despite that, it would take her body a bit to fully heal most likely.

She still felt angry about her chains though— while unconscious he took them out and ripped them out from inside her arms. It hurt, to say the least. She tried moving her wrists, although this mech left her no wiggle room for them to move. Next she tried to bend her body backwards to see if she could have her hands touch at the bindings around her ankles.

Even if she had succeeded, the bindings and knots were probably tight. But she found it difficult with the ship swaying to be able to fully try to raise herself up to be able to do. She was rather agitated, more so than normal. Blitzwing was still humming that tune, she was stuck on this ship going Primus knows where and the last thing she remembered before going unconscious was seeing hothead and cha cha cha.

She rolled her optics, this mech had no clue she was awake. Unless if she was wrong on that as well. Where did he even get a ship this big??? It was quite large. Although with nothing to do, she decided in a creative way to let her captor know she was awake. She knew she was going to do that by singing part of the song.

“🎶Racing all around the seven seas
Chasing all the girls
And making robberies,
‘Causing panic
Everywhere they go
Party-hardy on
Titanic~🎶”

After that small bit she had stopped singing, watching the figure. The figure had immediately ceased their singing as soon as she had begun, and seemed to wait until she finished before they turned around to face her. No longer were their servos at the ship’s wheel.
Suddenly a cheerful voice exclaimed out, “ohohohoho!~ I had no idea vu could sing vat vell Iffy!~ I’ve had zat sung ztuck in mein helm for ze past few hours! Vour vocals are like angels, singing~”

She recognized this as Cha cha cha. She stayed silent and continued watching. She waited until he got closer, just waited patiently. She wanted to spit on this mech, for having abducted her like this, for no reason at all.
Suddenly, the tone had changed to somberness, as the figure slowly began walking over to her. Now Icy was speaking to her.

“I vas starting to get vorried for vu, Iffy. Vu have been out for a vew hours, at ze very least. How are vu feeling?”
She can now see a good close up view of this mech’s body as he stood right to her. Her body had hung down a bit below his waist so even while upside down she still had to look up at this mech. She controlled her feelings of anger, and tried suppressing it down as she coldly spoke back to this hunk of a mech.

“What the frag do YOU think, Blitzwing?”
She made sure it was known she didn’t like this mech at this particular hour, especially for the situation she was in. Of course, she wasn’t going to like the results of her consequences either way, whether that had been Blitzwing making it so her rank got demoted or if she wasn’t punished some other way.

Blitzwing on the other hand shown remorse on his face plates as he looked down at her. Then he kneeled down to her so his face was closer to hers.
“I am very sorry, Iffy. But I vad to do vat was necessary. Not for me, but for the both of us. Vu didn’t leave me with much options, I must admit.”
She was going to stay silent at first, but, she wanted the answer to one of her major questions answered first, so she spoke up again.

“Where. Are. We?”

Blitzwing seemed to sigh softly at this, as he was about to answer the cheerful tone of his spoke up for him.
“Vy iffy— vy don’t vu guess?! Hahahaa! I would LOVE to see vu guess! Let’s make it a guessing game! If vu guess on ze first attempt I can maybe untie vuuuuu~”

Random’s tone was very teasing and taunting at her, he was smiling brightly at her. Ivy was in no mood for this, and despite smelling the salty tang of the sea, it only limited it to so many options. She was not about to play this game with him. She could feel the facade that she used to suppress her anger starting to diminish again, she could feel it boiling underneath the surface.

Soon the somber tone of his voice came back, he was frowning. “I am sorry for zat, Iffy. Ve’re on ze Mediterranean Zea, Iffy. I am zailing so vu can cool off. Then, I shall take vu to an island. Vere we can talk. Okay?”

He was soft spoken, and there was a truth in those words. Ivy could not deny what he just said was the truth. He told her his plans with her, yet she still felt angry, and that, just snapped the threads of her anger she managed to suppress.

“WHAT?! YOU TOOK ME OUT TO THE FRAGGING MEDITERRANEAN!? ALL THE WAY FROM AMERICA?! ALL THE WAY FROM CIVILIZATION, WASTING OUR TIME, MY TIME! FOR THIS?!?!!! FOR A TALK?! YOU STUPID GLITCH! YOU UTTER USELESS VESSEL OF A TRIPLE CHANGER!!!!! TURN THIS SHIP AROUND!!! TAKE ME BACK!”

And as futile as this seemed, she tried thrashing against the rope that binded her body. It had no effect, and it seemed that Blitzwing’s face went dull now of emotion.

“It seems… vu might need more time than I anticipated….” Icy slowly rose back up onto his pedes. “I know zis situation is not ideal…. Vut….. I….. I am trying…..”

“Well, I must say…. YOU’RE NOT TRYING HARD ENOUGH FRAGGER! YOU SHOULD LET YOURSELF RUST AWAY! YOUR LIFE HAS NO MEANING, YOUR JUST LIKE THE PARTICLES AT SEA, MEANING NOTHING AND JUST BEING RELATIVELY WORTHLESS!”

Then she did something that Blitzwing didn’t expect from Ivy, she bit his arm, her dentas digging right into his armor plating and she seemed to not have any intentions of letting go. For a half a minute the shock was on his faceplates, then his personality switched.

“VU VERMIN! WHY DONT VU SHUT UP?! DO VU WANT TO DIE LIKE AUTOBOT SCUM?!”

Hot head gripped her helm tightly and ripped her off of his arm. Then he slapped her across her face harshly, making sure it left a mark with the sound of the slap echoing off for a few seconds. He grabbed her neck with one fist and began tightening his grip on her neck.
“DO VU?! ANSWER ME VU AFTHOLE! OR SHALL I VUST KILL VU MYSELF?!”

She looked at him with an apathetic look in her optics, she felt the sting on her cheek where his servo had collided with the side of her faceplate. She ignored it, just like the rest of her emotions. She said nothing to him.
“VY VU LITTLE—“

Suddenly blitzwing’s grip loosened completely and he had let go of Ivy’s neck completely, he looked… scared, surprisingly.
“Iffy, I’m so—“

It seemed random was about to say something until he was interrupted again. It was icy again now. And it seemed it was going to stay like that now.
“I’m sorry Iffy. Excuse me.”

With that he had walked away, his faceplates had no emotion on them. She heard a door nearby open and closed, which told her there was at least one room on this ship. Now she truly had been left alone, to her own thoughts and more dangerously, to her own emotions.
All she heard now was the wind, the sea lapping up at the ship, and even faintly, Blitzwing’s voice in the room. She couldn’t make out what he was saying, but she could tell it could be him possibly yelling- perhaps frustrated at what happened, maybe yelling at himself, or cursing her more likely.

She could feel all of the threads she used to control and keep her emotions in check, snapping yet again. She felt fluids well up in her optics, she could not help herself. She didn’t care about how much the slap hurt her physically, but it still hurt her emotionally. She wasn’t sure why but it just did. And she heard herself softly sniffle a bit as a small stream of her optic fluids rushed down her face, past her forehelm.

Her spark ached, and part of her wished there was an actual hole blasted through her spark. Maybe then, it could get her out of this situation, out of her weird feelings and make certainly away from herself.

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Skyquake looked up from the papers in frustration and looked over at the board on the wall. He started this because he wanted to find the one he loved, the one who stole his spark. There on the board was a picture of whom he stored, next to a woman that…. He knew nothing about it before he partnered up with Blitzwing. He had no clue how Azura was related to this other femme, or why she had chosen to vanish with this one.

Blitzwing on the other hand, seemed to have quite a few theories. He even suggested that maybe they were secretly friends, to SkyQuake this couldn’t be possible. Not if Azura had been so adamant she would not be associated with the Decepticons, and had continuously convinced himself to join the Autobots. Azura had mentioned no run offs with the Decepticons either.
He continued staring at the board, which was littered with the two pinned in pictures, one being his crush and the other…. Being what he assumed was who Blitzwing hated.

Considering how often his angry side came about when discussing this femme. There was many strings of red yarn tying these two femmes to other incidents or events that were happening around the areas of Iacon and Kaon. He had to admit… Azura knew to disguise herself well. Even taking on an alternate name as well.

Blitzwing got up from his desk in utter frustration and began walking over to the board, his hands now clasped behind his back as he walked to the board. “I have reason to believe vey vill be at vis arty tomorrow night. Although obviously vey vill be disguised, vith ve accursed technology given to vem.. from a contract ve already know unf.”

Blitzwing’s face frowned deeply, “Therefore, ve vust blend in. I am not sure vy vey may exactly be at vis arty, but it is up to us to capture zem both. I heard vis arty is using zome….earth customs, such as dresses und suits. So it is advisable ve dress up for the occasion. Prepare for tomorrow night. I am leaving.”

After what Blitzwing said, he had left. Skyquake frowned a bit. He knew he needed to get Azura away from this situation. Away from Blitzwing and away from that femme Blitzwing called “Iffy”.

**Le Time Skip**

Ivy began walking to the building with Azura. She noted how nervous Azura had been, probably because of how many people were there— and which two people they were expecting to run into. She had gone what to do with Azura a million times, Azura seemed to have it memorized by spark too.

“Azura— it will be fine, calm down. The technology will have us both disguised. You just won’t be able to speak to anyone, you only have to act as a shy girl. Okay? You know what to do, right?”

“Yes..”

“And you know when to leave?”

Azura nodded, “At midnight make the jaw dropping exit out of the window— but why-??”

“If I explained it to you, it wouldn’t make sense, Azura. Now come on.”

The two femmes quickly entered inside of the building, and took an elevator to the correct floor level. Once the door opened they stepped out into a big room that was for a party. There was a snack bar and a drink bar, as well as tables and chairs to sit, converse and have drinks at. There was a space meant for people dancing and a couple of couches around at the walls and corners. The “walls” of the room were large windows, overlooking the city and outside world.

Ivy smirked, seeing as she didn’t see the mechs yet. Heavy emphasis on yet. She walked into the party, Azura trailing right by her side. The party looked like a lot of fun, she had to admit. She hoped Azura was willing to go out and socialize for a bit, even if it looked awkward for her. She made the suggestions to Azura and had her go to the beverages area, she watched Azura saunter away slowly.
Ivy looked around at the guests then went to socialize with one of them as she waited for two very special mechs to arrive. Soon enough, as she had expected, they had arrived. Both SkyQuake and Blitzwing, in their glory of …. Cybertronian sized tuxedo suits. Ivy laughed a little bit at seeing this sight, although something about seeing Blitzwing in a suit just felt… right to her. She couldn’t exactly explain that feeling.

Ivy looked around the party and realized she had lost Azura already, which was to be expected given her small stature. She hoped Azura was having some sort of fun. She saw Blitzwing and SkyQuake eventually split up to cover more ground, they were trying hard to find her and Azura. This made her almost laugh again, if only they knew they were both right under their pedes. She went to the drink bar to grab herself a drink, she was careful in not getting something too strong nor too weak, but nothing that would be her favorite either. After all, she couldn’t reveal herself after a simple mistake.

Time seemed to pass by, seconds to minutes, and minutes to hours. The party, people and the music continued on. As well as Blitzwing and SkyQuake still going through the party and searching for them, she even had SkyQuake come up to her and ask her about herself and Azura. Obviously, considering her outlier ability and the technology she had Stinger make for her, she was disguised well and passed off as another stranger to the mech before her. Soon enough he left her alone and continued on with his search. Although with the unfortunate timing came an unexpected distress signal from Azura using their private communications. It also sent her coordinates, so she knew where Azura was. Quickly placing down her drink, she looked around to make sure neither Blitzwing nor SkyQuake had been paying attention and she rushed off, away from the crowds to go find her.

She stopped in front of a door that looked like it was going to lead into some sort of room. She couldn’t say it was a storage closet or a utility room though. She opened the door to a sight she hadn’t expected— Stinger pinning down Azura while she struggled to insert a dagger right to her friend’s spark chamber, with Azura pinned down to a desk and her servos over Stinger’s as she tried to push the dagger away from her own body. This definitely was not the plan at all for tonight, she closed the door behind herself as she entered the room while Stinger continuously stared at her.
”Stinger? What are you doing here? This isn't like you.”

”This isn't like you either, suddenly going AWOL from the ‘Cons. But before then you asked me to create these devices for you, to disguise yourself— then making sure no one else found you. Now, I find you at this party, hanging out with THIS femme? An autobot who, oh, that’s right… Conveniently went AWOL from the Autobots shortly after you had. What the fuck are you doing with Azura exactly?”

”That is not exactly your business… Now get off of her!”

Ivy took a few steps, readying her weapons for use. . . .

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Blitzwing walked over to SkyQuake, hoping he had any better results.

”Anything?”

SkyQuake simply shook his helm no and that was the only answer he needed. It didn't make sense though, it was as if they had no traces of even being at the party. They even talked to guests, even referring to them by their other various disguised designations and they still had no results. All of the clues had led him here, to this party. That they would be here, so why aren’t they here? They also looked at this place from top to bottom, even going as far as to check a few other floor levels too. Something was not right, was this a dead end? Did Ivy lead him to another goose chase?

Or did Ivy guide him on the right path and he had misinterpreted it? He eventually saw SkyQuake leave him alone to continue the search.
Blitzwing continued walking around as he continued his thinking. He was so stuck in his thoughts that he had accidentally bumped into someone and caused them to stumble and nearly fall— Nearly because he caught them. It was a femme in a radiant sparkling blue dress, with armor plating that was a beautiful pastel sky blue with some purple accents. She was a nice femme it seemed, but not the one he was looking for.

”I am very terribly sorry, ma’am—“

”It’s quite alright dear~ I see you have quite a bit on your mind. Maybe it would feel better for you if you were to share such things? Why don’t you do so while we can share a dance?”

Her tone was quite elegant and poised, spoken with such a soft, melodious ring to it. Blitzwing liked the sound of her voice— But it wouldn’t do for his spark. It was only taken by one femme and only her alone.

”As much as I appreciate the offer, I hafe to decline, I’m afraid, I’m very busy-“

”Nonsense, you can spare at least a few minutes, can’t you? You seem to need to unwind. Come on, I won’t bite.”

Out onto the dance floor, this femme seemed to lead him to, or well he let this femme lead him. He truly didn't plan on staying long with her. Only long enough so that she would not bother him again and so he could get away to find his Liebe. He sighed softly, thinking about his schön süß funke. He missed her greatly, if only he could just see a glimpse of her, to know she was okay was all he needed. Soon enough he began dancing with this femme, he had to admit the femme knew how to dance pretty well. Although he tried his best to keep her at a distance away from himself, this femme was insistent on being close to him. It seems he had found another admirer of his, too bad he didn’t plan on leaving any lasting impressions.
Just as he tried to find a way out, this femme continued pulling him back in and trying to make him dance.

“By the way, my designation is Eve. What is yours? You’re a very good dancer~”
Blitzwing really wanted to get out of this situation.
”Ze designation is Blitzwing. But I am serious, I am busy…“

”You mean busy doing what exactly?”

”I am trying to find someone.. I do not have time for this.”

He finally managed to pull away from her and completely separate, but right after he did that she seemed to jump up onto his chest and hold onto him, their face plates close together. As he was about to speak he heard glass break and multiple gasps of people in the room, he looked over to see what was the commotion. He saw a broken window glass, leading to the outside world. After a bit he saw a femme seeker with a white and red paint job fly up into the sky and away, with SkyQuake soon after running through the window, jumping out and flying after her. It was Azura, so that meant Ivy and her HAD been at the party. Just as he was about to move a servo held the right side of his face plates and purposefully moved his face to look at the femme that was still clinging onto him. He didn’t dare touch this femme, his optic ridges furrowed and his frown deepened. He opened his dermas to speak but this femme had already beaten him to it.
Instead, he was met with a VERY familiar voice.

”So what was it you were going to say earlier?~ That you were looking for a certain femme?~”

Her optics went a bit lidded and she leaned into his face, seeming to go for a kiss that; Blitzwing was no longer going to object to. One of his servos went to reach around behind her helm to gently hold it as she got closer but just as their dermas were about to touch, she stopped a few centimeters before they could. Ivy smirked at him and her appearance seemed to flicker and glitch. Her paint job switched colors, back to the original muted and darker colors of black, grey and purple.
”See you on the flip side my scientist.”

She launched herself off of him, doing a black flip before she landed on her pedes. She gave him a wink then quickly ran to the window that was already broken, she suddenly turned around and before she jumped out, saluted him and fell out. If she hadn’t done such a brash action, he would have been glued to the spot. Instead he ran over to the window and looked down. There he saw Ivy flying along then flew up and away into the sky with what seemed to be jet boosters somehow attached to her back. He frowned for a second then smirked. He was willing to accept this challenge and there he jumped off that window, turning on his jets to go right after Ivy. This time if he caught her, she would not escape.

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||Ivy closed the door and locked herself in the dark warehouse, with the femme figure a bit of a ways away. Suddenly, she found herself smiling brightly as she turned around, leaned against the door and asked her first question of that day.||

It was the middle of the day, when Ivy had something peculiar…. Something that even she thought was odd, which was also weird in itself considering the person she was commenting on could also be rather weird. Her and Blitzwing have quite an interesting dynamic. As of lately the two seem to become more closer to friends than as rivals. In the corner of her optics as she looked at the data pad she held in her left servo, she saw some random femme and Blitzwing talking. The two seemed to get along really well. She was going to turn away and ignore this until she heard a certain comment, and then Blitzwing laughing and walking away, together with this femme.

“With a frame like that, Blitzy, I bet you could give one of the best rides in this whole faction! Of course, I’m just playing around….. unless??~”

Obviously, the former femme meant it as sarcasm, a joke to be played off. The two had been talking and she had cracked a lot of jokes at him, which was one of the reasons why he had laughed quite heartily as he left with her. Unfortunately for Ivy, those previous moments between the two was something she hadn’t witnessed.

Ivy had fully looked up from her and watched the two figures walk away from her, her data pad in her left hand beginning to crack and break she gripped it. She didn’t recall Blitzwing having any conjunxes or sparkmates, so who the hell was this femme? And who the fuck did she think she was talking to with that comment? Certainly not her own lover, right? The display outright left a bad feeling in both her spark and tanks, emotions she couldn’t recognize other than disgust. She scowled as she stared at the direction they left in. The comment was highly inappropriate, especially in front of her own optics and Audials. It seemed that after today, tonight she would have to go for some digging and see if she can find any treasure.

The next day, Ivy was sneaking around, hiding in discreet ways as she tried to find Blitzwing. She was extremely tired, and irritable. She didn't sleep much last night as she spent the entire night researching Blitzwing and that femme, as well as getting a head start on her work for today. Nothing interesting showed up for Blitzwing, it was already everything she knew about him. As for the femme? Nothing as well, unless the two kept their relationship discreet. She resorted to a last option, which was to have Willow ask if Blitzwing is taken. Blitzwing had said no and she thought he might have been lying, but Willow assured her he was indeed telling the truth, Willow … through methods of which Ivy didn’t pursue asking, had managed to make sure he spoke the complete truth to her.

Left confused and frustrated, she was going to confront him about it as she had no other plans and exhausted any of her options. As she continued sneaking her way around people and from being seen, she had finally spotted Blitzwing. The bigger mech having pinned the former femme underneath him against the wall, their faceplates so close that they could practically be kissing. Blitzwing pulled away and began laughing, with the femme laughing along with him.. That had been the last thread of Ivy’s sanity— As well as her patience. She swiftly turned the other way and walked away in a rush, comming Willow.

****Time Skip****

Everything was settled and set into place. The plan is now beginning. She was searching for that femme, and it didn't take long to find her because she very quickly did. She got into place, smirking a bit as she said in Blitzwing’s voice,

“Can I borrow vu for a moment? I need vu un warehouse B. Go ahead of me und meet me there. I vill catch up un a moment, as I need to grab something. See vu soon.”

She made sure to stay hidden as the femme questioned a few things but eventually walked away. Slowly and quietly, she stalked the femme as she made her way to the warehouse. Right now this warehouse would typically have people in it— but she took care of that, or well her friend did. She waited until this femme walked into the dark warehouse and began calling out for Blitzwing that she entered in herself. Ivy closed the door and locked herself in the dark warehouse, with the femme figure a bit of a ways away. Suddenly, she found herself smiling brightly as she turned around, leaned against the door and asked her first question of that day.

“What was your relation to Blitzwing?”

The femme in turn had flinched and turned around, readying for a fight but upon seeing Ivy is a decepticon, had stopped. Ivy herself leaned against the door still, arms crossed as her helm tilted downward, to hide her optics but still keeping a soft smile on her dermas. A facade of friendliness it was indeed.

”What do you mean ‘was’…? He is my friend…. I assume you’re Ivy…?”

Lies. She is lying. She smiled a bit more as she moved away from the door, walking with confidence towards the femme.

“Yes, that is who I am. Who are you?”

With typical enemies, she obviously wouldn’t have revealed her designation, nonetheless this much of her appearance— but this was a very rare and exceptional circumstance. The femme stayed confused as Ivy walked right up to her and looked up at her. Before she could answer or even ask any more questions, Ivy made the request that she were to kneel in front of her, since it would be more respectful. As odd as the request was, the femme obeyed. This was the first strike of many that night. Ivy had taken one of her daggers and stabbed it right through and twisted the dagger in the poor femme’s voice box. Now the femme could no longer speak, Ivy was quick to pull it out as the femme immediately got up and moved away from her…. Clutched servos over her damaged voice box as she couldn’t manage a single sound out of it now.

Ivy laughed, and it was quite genuine. “Oh no, sweetie, did you really think I actually wanted to hear your pathetic excuses in Cybertronian about Blitzwing, did you?” Ivy continued laughing, louder this time since no one was nearby.

“No no… I just want you to know about your failure. Your failure in recognizing that Blitzwing is MINE. Mine in body, spark, his entire being, is all mine.”

She was now reapprocachign the femme.

”Do remember no one is around so even if you could scream, you wouldn’t be heard. Do know, that you won’t be able to escape even if you tried. Do note, that no matter how much you run, I will always catch you. Finally, for the love of Primus….. no matter where you hide, no matter where you go, I will ALWAYS find YOU.”

****Time skip, quite a few hours later****

When she opened the doors to the warehouse, she was beyond exhausted, as well as carrying an object in her servos, a trophy if you will. She had dents, open wounds and so much blue glittering energon all over the front of her body. She might as well have been soaked. She went to get herself clean, it was extremely late now, well within the night by now. When she had finished cleaning herself, she went immediately for her quarters and went to sleep. She hadn’t thought of the med bay she probably needed at this hour as one she didn’t want to be questioned but two didn’t wish to risk a run in with Blitzwing and three, she was pretty much sleep deprived that she would rather catch up on sleep than get her injuries checked our and fixed up,

Next thing it was now the morning of the new day, for Ivy it only felt like a few minutes of recharge when she heard Willow comming in to tell her that Blitzwing was on his way to her quarters. Wait, what!? Ivy sat up in her bed.

‘What do you MEAN he’s coming to MY room!? How does he even know where my room is!? Why is he coming to me!? It’s so early!’

’haha… Uhm, I tried my best holding him off but it was no use…. He’s wondering why he hadn’t seen you much yesterday. And he forced me to tell him where your room was…..uhhhh….. the con’s are also freaking out about the body- Ivy! Why didn’t you like, dispose of it and clean up!? Blitzwing straight up recognized the pieces of armor plating and who they belonged to….’

Oh fuck. Right. She was supposed to do that…. She looked over to her desk which had a piece of the femme’s voice box on it. Just then there was a harsh knocking at her door. Ivy draped her blanket around herself to hide all her wounds and dents, took the voice box and hid it within the blanket behind her back as she went to answer the door. There Blitzwing stood, tall in his glory as he looked down at her.

She smiled slightly at him, “What brings you here?”

Remembering from what she did last night, she left the warehouse in such a state of disarray. Boxes had been opened and incorrect tools had been used on the femme, as well as ripping out every single bit of her biomechanical organs, circuits and fuel lines. She basically hollowed out the femme then proceeded to rip apart any remaining pieces into, well, pieces. There was so much energon left afterwards, on the wall, ceiling, and obviously on the floor….

Blitzwing’s optics slightly narrowed but his optic rides quirked up a bit, “I think you know. Why don’t we talk in private…?”

If you could even call the femme’s remaining body pieces a corpse, this femme would have been screaming the whole night if she had a working voice box. First Ivy took her time with her, slowly tormenting her and giving her immense pain, but as soon as the femme got to the point of blacking out with the pain, she lost her patience and killed her. The two of them fought well, the femme was a bit difficult at times to deal with and left Ivy with quite a bit of damage, although she knew if it had been Blitzwing she probably would have a lot worse damage or if not, been dead by then.

Ivy rolled her optics at this, “What do you mean I know? Because clearly I have not a fragging clue on what you think I know— as well as coming to MY quarters? You’re quite bold for that, I should kill you on the spot for that, for invading my privacy. But simply put, I am not in a good mood and rather not. Now leave me alone. The day has barely begun and we must attend to our own duties.”

Ivy was closing the door but found out she couldn’t, since Blitzwing’s pede had already blocked the door, as Ivy opened her dermas to protest she suddenly was yanked by Blitzwing, outside of her own room. A red visor had slid over his optics as he peered down at her, he forcefully yanked the blanket away to reveal her very broken and busted up body. Some parts of her body were still leaking energon, and she continued hiding the part behind her back. She had swayed at the force of which the blanket had been ripped away.

”You cannot just- just do this! What do you think you're doing!? Do you feel proud of your pathetic self!?”

Suddenly the visor lifted, “It vas vu, wasn’t it?”

”I have no clue what you’re even talking about! Leave me alone!”

The red visor slid down over his optics again, “No chance scum!”

The visor immediately went away again, “Ze proof is here.”

As he said it was a fact, he went to grab Ivy but she was better than that and made to go for a run for it. Blitzwing was quick in stopping her, with his ice canon as she fell due to him turning the floor into the ice. She held onto the voice box piece but, it was out in the public for all to see. Blitzwing slowly walked over to her, kneeling, grabbing her by the wrist that held the piece and picking her up, making her optic level with him.

”I vust had a feeling it vas vu. Vu are typically active in ze mornings, but today vu weren’t, vust as ve casually discovered, a Decepticon’s remaining corpse pieces. I vaited for vu to make a comment, put zere vas none, not from vu.”

Ivy stared back at him, not sure how to actually respond back to this. Unfortunately for her, her mind was rather distracting with the, damn, he would have made for a good spy with these skills.