Hold Hands 1

Originally published on my Transformers side blog botter-butter.tumblr.com: Sep 3, 2018

The Lost Light was enamored with the small bot. Tenacious and determined to hold hands with everyone, with a "heart of gold", Wall-e tries to befriend everyone. And in turn becomes matchmaker for some members of the crew.

The tiny bot was rusty, old fashioned, and primitive.

The Earth text was faded with age, bleached by the planet’s sun. It trembled slightly and the rust fell onto his servos.

Ultra Magnus did not know what to do with the small bot, an accident (caused by Perceptor ironically) pulling the little one away from his universe into the current one. The second in command had been around when the incident happened, checking on Brainstorm was a routine now after the time traveling escapade he had.

It(?) had materialized on Perceptor’s work bench, and deposited a cube of waste from its front before shrieking and entering a panic.Ultra Magnus had caught the bot in his palm when it tried to flee off the work bench.

The shaking didn’t stop. Even in its cube form.

Magnus cupped the bot in both hands, and turned to Perceptor. “I do hope you can return this bot to its proper place, Perceptor. If not, your privileges in the laboratory will be rescinded temporarily and you will spend the next couple of cycles in the brig.”

“Yes sir.”

“I will excuse myself now. Proper accommodations are in order for our temporary guest.”