It didn't take long for Vinyl Scratch to warm up to Soundwave. Especially considering his gaint speakers in both his robot and vehicle modes, which were great for blasting out sick tunes.
Octavia wasn't as impressed, and still had her doubts. But she had to admit Soundwave didn't seem that bad now that she had the chance to get to know him.
Soundwave himself really wanted to deny it. But he couldn't help but grow fond of the two organics. They seemed to be the only ones who didn't see him as a threat.
"Well, I think that's enough rocking out for one night." Vinyl Scratch yawned. She had spent the entire day making Soundwave feel welcome, and had even allowed him to observe her Dubstep Dishwasher. From outside of course, as the Decepticon was far too big to fit through the front door. Soundwave had been disappointed, but at the same time relieved, to learn that it was not a robot as he had first thought.
"You're right for once Vinyl." Octavia said, also yawning "Let's turn in for the night."
"You're okay with just staying out here, right Soundwave?" Vinyl Scratch asked.
"Indeed." Soundwave replied.
"See ya in the morning big bot." Vinyl Scratch said. And with that she and Octavia headed inside. They soon fell fast asleep.
The same could not be said for Soundwave however. Who found himself sorting out some very complicated feeings. All of which made stasis impossible.
Why had the organic, who called herself Vinyl Scratch, bothered to defend him? What did she see in him that made her think he could be trusted? For that matter why was it that, for a place that seemed to be so void of any technology, that this organic possed not only a Bass Cannon, but also a Dubstep Dishwasher? Heck, just what was this place? Because it certainly wasn't Detroit, or anywhere close to it. The main population being equines was a dead giveaway. Was it possible that Soundwave was alone? Or were Laserbeak and Ratbat out there somewhere? Waiting for him to find them.
Soundwave was so lost in thought that he lost track of time. He most have have gone into a brief stasis though, because the next think he could remember the glow of the rising sun. And the crowing of a rooster. A sound that he had never heard back in Detroit. Which only served to make him further wonder, just where was he?
"Good morning Soundwave!" Vinyl Scratch said cheerfully "Did you sleep well last night?"
"I do not know what this 'sleep' you speak of is. I can only go into stasis, or go offline." Soundwave replied.
"Well whatever, today's a bright new day!" Vinyl Scratch said enthusiastically.
"Don't you have your fellow organic to tend to?" Soundwave asked.
"Ah Octy not's really an early riser. She usually likes to sleep in." Vinyl Scratch explained "Besides, you're more important right now."
"What do you intend to do organic?" Soundwave asked.
"We really need to work on that. I have a name, and I would like it very much if you would use it." Vinyl Scratch said, a hint of anger in her voice.
"You did not answer my question. What do you intend to do 'Vinyl Scratch'?" Soundwave asked.
"Now that's more like it!" the DJ pony said with a grin "Anyway, I figured that, since you're gonna be staying here for a while, I might as well make sure you're in tip top shape."
"You know about Decepticon engineering?" Soundwave asked.
"Nope. But you're basically just like a life sized version of my bass cannon! So it'll be just like repairing that baby!" Vinyl Scratch explained "By the way, maybe sometime soon you could explain just what this 'Decepticon' you keep talking about is." And with that the DJ pony set to work. She had a whole box set worth of tools, most of which consisted of wrenches.
Soundwave felt quite surprised when Vinyl Scratch went around, checking for any loose joints, bolts, or sockets. She made sure to check Soundwave thoroughly. And if she found anything she felt was out of place she repaired it. Soundwave, for his part, was silent throughout. But in his mind he was thinking "No one has ever done this for me before.", and he was right. Even when he had been little more then a birthday present for the techno organic known as Sari he had never recieved any sort of love. Especailly not to this extent. It felt...good.
If this is what it felt like to have someone who cared about you then the Decepticon hoped that there would be more of this in the future. And to think that just yesterday he had viewed her as little more then a robot imprisoning organic slave driver. It was amazing how much could change.
When the repair work was done Vinyl gave Soundwave a touch of oil in the places that she felt were the most stiff. She then gave the Decepticon a good thorough rub down. "There we go! Feel any different big bot?" Vinyl Scratch asked.
"I...do not know." Soundwave replied.
"Try moving around a little. You should feel a difference." Vinyl Scratch instructed.
Soundwave carefully moved his arms. He was surprised at how easily he could move them now. They felt almost completly new. The same held true for his legs when he tried to move them. Now for the final test. "Soundwave transform!" he shouted. The transformation process from robot to vehicle took less then a minute. Soundwave could've swarn it hadn't been so fast before. The transformation back was even quicker.
"See? Doesn't that feel better?" Vinyl Scratch asked.
"I suppose it does Vinyl Scratch." Soundwave said. On the inside he felt very weird. His spark seemed to feel alive with a new sort of energy. One far more meaningful then energon. The "Decepticon"'s spark was begining to flow with the magic of friendship. And he liked the way it felt.