It's Sunday. Here's another chapter.

Datapad Writing

A speck.

Another.

Wait, what was that? It looked like-

Oh, right. Another star.

Nothing but miniscule specks of light scattered across the galaxy. To Humans they were considered amazing wonders of space. He had read that to see a star from Earth was to see what it looked like eons ago due to the speed at which light travels. Some even made figures in the sky, according to Human star charts. So why he had agreed to create a star chart for this side of the galaxy, he had no clue. In reality he assumed his companion was trying to keep him preoccupied.

"I spy with my little optic… something bright."

"Another star."

They had been going back and forth like this for several joors. Though they had only been travelling for the equivalent of two Earth days, Starscream was bored out of his processor. He had even resorted to a few Human games he had learned from Knock Out to pass the time.

He shifted his pedes once more, wings subtly twitching. It was extremely uncomfortable being in his position but there was little he could do to amend it. It would still be a few days before they reached Cybertron, what with their limited resources and the pod primarily made for long distance travel. It would normally put the user into stasis for the trip, but seeing as there was little space and two occupants, that wasn't much of an option.

"I spy with my little optic…. Something… Grey?"

"Your chassis."

Starscream rolled his optics before tapping a claw on the window seated between them. "No, Shockwave, not that. There's something grey out there!"

"Starscream, we are in space, it is logical for there to be many colorless objects about in the atmosphere."

"No, Shockwave, look. It's headed straight for us!" He screeched, optics widening a fraction.

Shockwave turned just in time to see a rather large chunk of rock collide with the side of the pod, sending Starscream stumbling over himself.

"Asteroids! Quick, maneuver us around them!"

"This type of pod doesn't have a control module. It is programmed to go to the target location without detours."

Another asteroid collided with the other side, sending Starscream careening face first into the wall. He groaned as he attempted to right himself, clasping a servo tightly over his mouth as his tanks churned uncomfortably.

"I suggest you take a seat, Commander. It is bound to be a rough ride."

He hurriedly planted himself against his previous seat, cables snacking around his chassis from the interior of the ship. Shockwave remained upright, as there was only one available seat, and tightly grasped a few beams on either side of the console.

Datalog #2

One Earth day into our travels we came face to face with a cluster of asteroids. We luckily sustained minimal damage to our ship, though we are rapidly burning through our minimal energon supply with two chassis to fuel.

Our expected arrival to Cybertron is not for a few more Earth days. I cannot wait to be reunited with my home planet and to stretch my wings. It has been far too long since I have been able to set pede upon our own lands, once again fully restored. I do not know what is to become of our race, or myself and my companion, with the demise of our Leader and break-up of our faction. Perhaps Primus has more in store for us.

I can only hope

Optics darkened as the datapad slipped from his grasp and clattered to the floor.

Oh no Starscream.

I am almost done with Chapter 3, but I don't have much muse for this actually. Anyone want to see some Autobots? Throw me some G1 names or something or I'll choose myself. I had a separate story planned with Starscream and Megatron that I might work this into…