^^you already know what I'm going to say, but I'll say it anyways. Art is not mine^^
P/c= primary color
S/c= secondary color(s)

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A groan escapes your dermas as you use the hand-held drill to chip away at the rock around a particularly large energon crystal.

Beside you, Sideswipe works away at another energon crystal, while Bumblebee and Grimlock are in a different branch of the large new found cave.

A former Decepticon mining area from before the war was over.

"This is so boring! Can't we just leave?" His whining is starting to get irritating, and you have to bite your glossa to prevent yourself from snapping at him.

The red mech drops his tool and leans against the wall, boredom evident in his stance.

With a sigh, you look at the slacking off mech and place your servos on your hips.

"Sideswipe," you start.

"Hey, what's going on in here?" Grimlock pokes his head through his tunnel, and Sideswipe leaps back to work.

"Nothing Grim. Just chatting." Yiu send a friendly smile his way, which the green dinobot happily returns before turning back into his tunnel. But his tail accidentally slams into the side and the ceiling quivers.

"Oops...?"

That's the last sound you hear as the ceiling starts caving in above you.

With a yell, Sideswipe lunges towards you, pushing you under an outcrop of stone as rocks start crashing to the ground.

Your optics dim reflexively as his weight barrels into you, and your helm clangs painfully against the wall.

"Y/n!" Sideswipe coughs as he looks down as your limp frame under him.
A bit of energon trickles from the corner of your dermas and the red mech hesitantly uses one digit to wipe it away.

He pushes himself off of you, and quickly scans your chassis.

Still alive.

Sideswipe takes a quick glance around the two of you, and, realising that you're trapped under many feet of rock, he sighs as the dust clears, showing a small  space. Barely enough for the two of you.

"Y/n?"
His helm swivels around as your optics come back online, and a groan escapes your dermas.

"Sideswipe what-" A cough interupts the p/c femme as she chokes on dust.

"Take it easy. You hit your helm pretty hard." Sideswipe's optics narrow as he kneels next to you, lifting your helm onto his lap.

Your e/c optics meet with his blue ones, and a rush of adrenaline flows through you.

He seems to realise the position because he clears his throat and looks away. A light blue blush dusting his faceplates.

"We're going to be stuck here until they dig us out. If we try anything from here, it could make things worse." Sideswipe mutters quietly as you push yourself into a sitting position.

"So what now then?" You look at Sideswipe in fear as you start to panic. Small spaces are not something you enjoy...

"Recharge I suppose. Clear our helms and try to think of a plan. Grimlock should have gotten to Bee by now and they'll be digging us out in no time." He sighs as he lays on his back.

Sideswipe's usually bright red armor is coated with a thick layer of dust, reminding you of Coil when he works.

A soft smile reaches your dermas as you think of the reddish-orange mechanic.

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Coil was working again.
Condensation dripped slowly off of his armor from the humidity of the boiler room as he fixed a loose pipe.

"Wrench." His voice was clipped as he held out his servo from under the large pipe, and you handed down the requested tool.

A few colorful choice words later, the dull reddish-orange frame of your friend appeared from under the pipe.

"Done. Now let's get out of here before I turn into a puddle!" His cheerful laugh echoed through the empty room as the two of you packed his toolbox and entered the main room.

While he talked prices for the repair, you watched the passing bots of different classes as they walked by. None of them bothering to spare a glance towards the p/c and s/c femme and her flame-colored companion.

A tall red and blue mech passes by, a well built gray and purple mech following a step behind him as the two discussed gladiator arenas.

'That must be Orian Pax! The data clerk! That means the gray one has to be Megatronus!'

"Y/n! Come on!" Coil's deep voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you turned to find him halfway to the exit.

"Wait up!"
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"Remind me again why you want to get dirty?" Your sceptical tone rang through the warehouse as Coil went on about wanting to get dusty.

"Because I still feel like I'm a liquid not a solid! That's what happens when you work in a boiler room for six hours!"

A sigh passed through your dermas as Coil opened the doors to the warehouse and transformed. Ready to speed away towards the nearest dirty place he could find.

"Well count me out. I'm staying clean. I'll be here when you get back."
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"Sweetspaaark I'm hooome!"
The cheeky voice of your best friend rang out in the warehouse and you jolted away from your datapad with a squeak of alarm.

"What did I tell you about calling me that?!"

You headed towards Coil. Only to stop when you see how dusty he is.

"Oh my Primus. Oil bath. Now."
You shooed the smirking mech into the washrack and slammed the door shut behind him as his laugh echoed through the room.

You slowly sat down, and relaxed on the floor next to the door with your datapad in case he needed anything.

"You knooow you love meee!" He called out and you couldn't help but groan. The sound of oil hitting metal was music to your audio sensors.

A couple nanoclicks later, after the sound of oil hitting metal had stopped, you managed to shoot back a reply.

"Are you drunk Coil?"

A giggle answered your question as the now clean reddish-orange mechanic stumbled out of the washrack.

"Maaaybe?" He slurred and you had to suppress a sigh.

'He is so going to die tomorrow when I show him the footage of tonight.'

You thought as you glared up at the camera mounted by Coil's large workbench .

With a groan, you pulled the large mechanic's arm over your shoulderplates as you forcefully directed him to his berthroom.

Letting go of his arm, you watched in amusement as he stumbled over his pedes several times to reach his berth. An energon cube was already waiting on his desk next to his bed.

Something you had done while he was out.

"Y/n?" His voice was small, and sounded innocent as he looked up at you from his position laying on the berth.

"Please stay?" The usually joking mech seemed thousands of years younger as his gaze softened and he gestured towards the chair next to his berth.

With a smile of your own, you slowly moved to sit in the chair. Happy to be the one taking care of him for once.

"Thanks Y/n.. you remind me so much of Celeste.."

Coil's expression softened even more as he brought up his late younger sister.

Before you could say anything, he had fallen into recharge, a peaceful smile on his face. And his servo wrapped around yours.

"Big sparkling..." You murmured affectionately before carefully prying your servo from his and leaving the room.

You locked all the doors, turned on the security system, and with a yawn, headed to your own berthroom for some much needed recharge.
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The memories flash by your optics as you lay next to Sideswipe with a sad smile.

He really is like Coil.. there's just something different that I can't put my digit on though...

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ALRIGHT!!! SO, I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M YELLING. I'm sorry.
But anyways, You and Coil's relationship was basically a sibling bond. No romace!! He saw you as a little sister, and loved you like one. Same for you!! You cared about him as a big brother.
Just figured I would say that as to not confuse anyone.