//------------------------------// // Kindred // Story: My Little Pony/ Transformers: Friendship is Prime // by Kid Anarchy 2105 //------------------------------// Rarity sat in Smokescreen's interior, looking at the buttons and dials. There were so many, and it was so Tempting to start messing with them. But, that would be unladylike, so Rarity just sat and wondered. Meanwhile, Spike was sitting in the seat next to her, staring at her, but quickly turning away when she looked towards him. "Hey, robot guy." Spike said, "What do these buttons do?" He reached to press one, but Rarity touched his hand and shook her head 'no'. Smokescreen realized Equestria probably didn't have cars, so he decided to satisfy their curiosity. "Well, the pedals are for the throttle and breaks, the lever is the shift, and the dial is for the radio." "The radio?" Spike asked. He had no idea what a radio was, and neither did Rarity. "Yeah, a radio. It's a device humans created to listen to music." Smokescreen explained. This peaked Rarity's interest, and she decided to inquire. "Can we listen to some music?" she asked, with her most ladylike voice. One must be extremely ladylike when asking a favor. "Well, I don't know if we'd get any signal, but I'll try." Smokescreen answered. "Oh, thank you, Smokey dear." Rarity said. Spike heard this and frowned. "Thank you, Smokey, dear." he mimicked to himself, although no one heard him. In a second, the dial on Smokescreen's dash board started turning, looking for a signal. It found one, and started playing it. It was an alt. rock song, and it was pretty loud. You got the Touch, You got the Power, Yeah! (Mini-guitar solo) After all is said and done, You never walk, You never run. Your a Fighter. You got the moves, You know the street, Break the rules, Take the heat. Your nobody's fool. Your at your best when the gets tough, You've been put to the test, but it's never enough! You've got the Touch, You've got the Power! Spike frowned at the song. "This sounds like a cheesy song from twenty years ago." Rarity nodded. "I hate to complain, but I do believe Spike is right. Could you try something quieter, maybe?" Rarity asked. Smokescreen turned the dial left and right, but couldn't find any other songs. "Sorry, but that's the only Earth radio signal that can reach Equestria." "Oh well, I guess we can journey on and converse." Rarity said. "We could." Smokescreen said. "So, Spike you're a dragon. That's cool. We had Predacons on Cybertron. They were kinda like dragons." Spike coughed. 'Man, this is painfully awkward,' he thought. "Where did you come from?" Smokescreen asked. Spike had to think about that for a second. "I'm not exactly sure. Twilight hatched me as an egg, but nopony knows where I came from." Spike answered. "Wow." Smokescreen said. "Sorry. I know what it's like. I was part of Cybertron's Elite Guard. I had my post assignment, when Alpha Trion sends me to Earth. I didn't get there for a while, and I was in stasis, so I don't remember anything. It's like I've got some missing years, or something." "Wow." Spike said. He was jealous of this 'Bot at first, he was a rival for Rarity's affections, but now? Well, he seemed to be a kindred spirit. Somepony else who had a big chunk of who they were missing. Spike was interrupted from his thoughts by the sudden jerk of the car stopping. "We're here." Smokescreen said. He opened his door, and let Spike and Rarity out. Then he transformed, and walked towards the door. "Well, here I go. I've never met royalty before. Unless you count Primes." Smokescreen said, nervously. "Don't worry, you'll be fine. Good luck." Spike said, to his new found friend.