Drabbles of SilverSnow

Title: Drabbles of SilverSnow

Transformers Bayverse

Pairing: Silvershock x Snow

Summary: Different descriptions of Silvershock and Snow being together. Oh how two of these unique bots came to be and much more~

Note: It has been a very long time since I wrote a story so drabbles will be presented. It’s to go little at a time to get my writing back before I leave for basic training. And this if for a very close friend, darling I per say. <3 Her OC is in this story of course <3

Warning: OCxOC

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First Meeting

Curse these peds, trying to go through the forest was a very hard time for this large, built mech. Very rare to find mechs like this one. Built tough to withstand harsh conditions like war and weather and here he is having a hard time trying to get through the perishable things and that is the forest for him.

The nervous mech just didn’t know where his time for good was going to come into play. It’s like everywhere he goes it never goes well for him. Sometimes he puffs in rage, just a tad bit of rage for being tall. 23 feet tall, hitting every single branch that was snagging on his wings. He though try to control his feelings and try so hard not to harm the forest.

‘Please please please, don’t hurt the forest; whatever you do…don’t hurt it.’ He constantly kept telling his nervous thinking processor. Keep calm and relax. Keep calm and relax.

*shossh*

The mech quickly raised up his optics as he heard a quick sound of dash in the forest. Stopping in his steps for sure. With it being dark time, who knew what was out there. It couldn’t be Decepticons. The humans were out trying to hunt down every single Cybertronian from existence and it was moving too fast to be a Cybertronian…or so he thought. He blinked, shivering a bit in his position. He really didn’t want to fight, let alone even try in his state. He was always nervous and tense and could never go in battle.

Optics look around in the shadows as the sound of dashing continue to go all around him. Unable to make out the clear pinpoint position of the mysterious stalker, his optics whirred nice and clear to able and try clear the vision to see his true stalker.

Suddenly, the shosshing sound came to a complete stop and it scared him somewhat. Shivering, he felt his armor rattle, cursing to himself he wished he could control his shaking. It makes him look weak and helpless and…wait…

As the figure slowly approached from the shadows, his dark blue optics whirred closer on the figure. It seems it was wearing a hood, unable to tell whether it was hostile or not. It was a first time to see a Cybertronian like him wears a hood, to cover their appearance. As it was clear to see, the figure slowly raised their servos to grab the edge of the hood and remove it.

The sudden reaction, he could see it was femme with dark blue optics like him and oh…her armor was so pearly white. His reaction was speechless; he was so astounded to see such a unique like the one in front of him.

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Impressions

It felt like weeks or merely long months since Snow first met Silvershock and giving him a nickname, ‘Silver’ for short. Despite of the hard time they went through in the past, he remained by her side. With all the mechs she met in the past, cocky, immature, and selfish to themselves…Silver just totally surprised her all around.

Sometimes, she laughs a bit to see his ‘so careful’ state. Seeing him trying to keep things in their place. Honestly, she felt bad for him, for being so tall and for her being so short. She does remember she tried to teach him how to be calm and graceful in step. For being a ninja, she was a master at graceful stepping.

Now, Silver and Snow were taking a stroll in the forest. It was like their home, to protect and to be safe in. No way that humans could come far to harm them or any Decepticons to find them. Silver stated he didn’t want part of the war, but merely protect the sparkling and the younglings from harm. Snow stated that it was her duty to protect the good and the innocent of all life forms and someone has to stop the war. She never believed in war. It seems both of them didn’t want part of it now.

The large mech looks down to the petite femme, he then reaches for servo, slouching a bit to take a hold of her small servo. He could see he took her by surprise and he just gave her a nervous grin, but seeing her gentle smile. It was reconsidered into a sure and calm grin.

Impressions were made, to see they both truly cared for each other.