Disclaimers: Transformers © HasTak, IDW. "Godzilla: The Series" ©1998-2000 Toho, Centropolis, Columbia Tristar
Meeting
Jason M. Lee
Parent was working on the bleeding wound on his left leg when the red-and-blue truck and noisy-white-with-blinking-red-lights van drove up to them. It wasn't so much as Parent's quick glance that warned him, it was also that same scent - like the very big lights during nasty storms - from the not-red-truck and not-white-van that alerted him.
Seeing them both change into something similar to those nasty metal creatures that were attacking that big steaming thing earlier prompted a warning rumble and teeth showing. The not-red-and-blue-truck immediately stopped walking and held out both hands in a gesture he recognized Parent did often, showing that he meant no harm, even though Parent was already making those "Easy, easy" sounds. Not-White-Van was also startled but stayed behind Not-Red-Truck, like whenever Scared-Yellow hid behind Parent. Shifting his head closer to better take in their scents, Godzilla noticed that while both were made of metal and shared that same storm-smell, Not-Red-Truck had a red face on one if its shoulder while Not-White-Van had the same red face on his chest - the earlier intruders had a purple face somewhere on their bodies. There was a familiar hint of wariness from them, but the fact that they had not run, and that the other metal ones who also bore that little red face were helping people amongst the mess, meant that they weren't a threat. Satisfied, Godzilla pulled his head back to let them talk with Parent.
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Ratchet couldn't help but vent out in relief, and although Optimus relaxed slightly, they both kept sensors on the enormous creature. While they had enough experience with gestalts and Cybertronians of Omega Supreme's size, dealing with organics that were far larger than they were was still a new thing. If comparing to the organic alien child he had met years ago, Prime had to admit that Godzilla had the sheer presence to add to his enormous bulk. Toss in the fact that Godzilla was smart and a fast learner...
"Optimus Prime, and... Ratchet, if I remember correctly." To his credit, Nick didn't laugh at the Autobots' reaction, although there was a hint of a smile. "My apologies for Godzilla's reaction."
A polite nod. "Doctor Tatopolous, and none required. He has the right to be wary of us, given our resemblances to the Decepticons."
"And you two being here instead of helping the clean-up is because..."
"Ratchet insisted on assisting you with Godizlla's injuries." A glance at the watching lizard. "Should he permit it, that is."
This time, Nick actually smiled. "Just go slowly."
"Primus give me the gestalts' checkups any day..." Ratchet muttered, keeping his movements slow as he got to work.
A/N: Random snippet that I was able to tease out. *read: strangle out* I'm hoping to expand from this one of these days...