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Get this night off right

And turn the bass up

Blow my ear drums up

Just like a firetruck

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up,

Yeah, I like it loud

I like it loud

You know I like it loud

Can't hear a fucking sound

My ears are ringing now

Cause that's how we get down

Now move your body do the rhythm can set you free

Another round and we can drown out our heats beating

Just like a drug I let the music set me free

I like it loud, I like it loud.

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up

Blow my ear drums up

Just like a firetruck

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up,

Yeah, I like it loud

I like it loud

Shaking through your legs, the way the sub drops

Feel it in your chest, the way your heart stops

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up,

Yeah, I like it loud

I like it loud

Now move your body, so the rhythm can set you free

Another round, and we can drown out our hearts beating

Just like a drug, I let the music set me free

I like it loud, I like it loud

I like it loud, I like it loud

You know I like it loud

Can't hear a fucking sound

My ears are ringing now

Cause that's how we get down

And turn the bass up

Bass up, Bass up

And turn the bass up

Bass up, bass up

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up

Blow my eardrums up

Just like a firetruck

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up

Yeah, I like it loud

I like it loud

Shaking though your legs, the way the sub drops

Feel it in your chest, the way your heart drops

Get this night off right

And turn the bass up

Yeah, I like loud

I like it loud

Yeah, I like it loud

I like it loud

Now move your body, so the rhythm can set you free

Another round, and we can drown out our heats beating

Just like a drug, I let the music set me free

I like it loud, I like it loud

I like it loud, I like it loud

Yeah, I like it loud, I like it loud

Shelby's voice can be heard throughout the silent house, with no one else inside to push it into the back round. This was a normal occurrence in the house. Shelby loved to sing, so she sang everywhere while in the house. No one is there to stop her. She finishes up in the shower, and puts on her black skinny jeans, black and red flannel with a black tank top underneath, and her black leather knee high boots. She puts her long brown hair up in a high ponytail. She loves the way it feels swishing behind her as she walks. Into the kitchen, she makes herself a quick sandwich for dinner with her favorite drink, Smirnoff Ice green apple. Not the best thing to eat, but she wants to get back out the Dreadwing as fast as she can. Her food in hand, and drink under her arm, she walks outside to the garage, where Dreadwing is waiting patiently for her.

"I'm back" She sings walking through the door.

"Took you long enough." He scoffs sarcastically to her.

"Hey its not easy looking this good." She puts her arms out the side and motions to herself with her food and drink in hands.

He raises an eyebrow to her and she just smiles up to him. She walks over to the couch and sits down. Then opens her drink and takes a swig.

"What is that smell?" Dreadwing's face seemed to scrunch up from the smell of Shelby's drink.

She laughs, "It is an alcoholic beverage. And I don't know how you think it smells but It smells like apples. and it tastes delicious." She explains taking another sip.

"What do you mean by alcoholic?" He wonders.

"Its an intoxicating beverage made of natural fermentation of sugars, ethanol. Its usually something drunk during times of celebration or just socializing with others. As well as impairs you, depending on how much you drink." She tells him, stuffing her sandwich in her face.

"How can it impair you?"

"Well some think depending on what you drink, will tell how you will act. If you start to drink to much, you can become unaware of your surroundings, you can blackout, you can be unsteady on your feet, see double, slur your words, there are so many different ways. When I first start getting drunk, I get really giggly and happy. Almost anything can make me laugh, then if I keep drinking, I can become very aggressive and nasty. I usually only stick to one or two, depending on my mood or if I'm with people."

After explaining this to him, he still doesn't understand why humans would want to do this to themselves. Before he could ask, Shelby asks him, "Do you guys have a drink or substance like that? Something that can make you feel good on the inside, but impair you to the point of passing out?"

He thought about it for a moment. "We have high grade, but I don't think any of us have had any since before the war."

He looks away and seems to be in deep though. Thinking of what it was like before the war.

"I don't think I could even remember what taste like." He admits still looking away.

"That's horrible. I couldn't live without my alcohol." She claims staring at her drink.

Sighing, she takes another swig. Her sandwich now finished and her drink halfway gone. She lays back on the couch and stares up at Dreadwing. He seems to be in his own little world. He looks down and gave a heavy sigh.

"Everything alright?" She asks.

"I'm fine." He lies.

"I don't believe you." She states, sitting back up, her elbows on her knees and hands wrapped around the glass bottle.

He doesn't answer her. He doesn't know what to tell her. He isn't sure if he is ready to talk about what was on his mind just yet. He thought about his brother. Oh how he misses him. Though if Skyquake was still alive, he wouldn't be in this predicament. He would still be aboard the Nemisis, fighting Autobots, serving Megatron. He wouldn't have needed to be brought back to life. While thinking about all of this, he didn't see the impressive engineer walk up to him. He didn't even feel it when she started to climb up his leg and sit on his knee.

"Are you thinking about your brother?" She inquires.

He looks at her, somewhat shocked he didn't notice her leave the couch, or even climb up his leg. His face softens and he nods.

"You don't have to talk about it, just know that I'm here if you need me." She scoots back to where she is leaning against his torso, drinking her green apple. Then she starts to sing;

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I can see every tear you've cried

Like an ocean in your eyes

All the pain and the scars have left you cold

I can see all the fears you face

Through a storm that never goes away

Don't believe all the lies that you've been told

I'll be right here now

To hold you when the sky falls down

I will always

Be the one who took your place

When the rain falls

I won't let go

I'll be right here

I will show you the way back home

Never leave you all alone

I will stay until the morning comes

I'll show you how to live again

And heal the brokenness within

Let me love you when you come undone

I'll be right here now

To hold you when the sky falls down

I will always

Be the one who took your place

When the rain falls

I won't let go

I'll be right here

When daybreak seems so far away

Reach for my hand

When hope and peace begin to fade

Still I will stand

I'll be right here now

To hold you when the sky falls down

I will always

Be the one who took your place

When the rain falls

I won't let go

I'll be right here

When the rain falls I won't let go

I'll be right here.

Dreadwing stares at her. He feels a pull in his spark. He doesn't understand what it was, but for some reason he wishes she would sing again. 'There is NO way I would tell her that. It sounds abnormal thinking about it.' He thought to himself.

"My older brother used to sing that song to me, whenever I couldn't find the words to say how I was feeling." She tells him, her mind starts to go back to a time before she left. Before she changed, and before he left.

*Flash back* 

I was out in the barn, laying on the hay bales, crying. Dan and his pack were picking on me again. The minute I got home, I ran straight for the barn. Its where I always go, when I was upset. Being the youngest in the family, I always got picked on. Just because I wasn't as good as my oldest siblings. I shouldn't say that, I was different that my older siblings. I didn't have any interest in the farm like they all did. I liked to stay in the shop working on some new contraption. Today just seemed to be the worst, I cried into my arms as I was laying on my stomach on the hay bales. I didn't hear the foot steps of my older brother come in. He laid down beside me on his back, waiting for me to slow down on my crying.

He pulled me onto his chest and started running his fingers though my hair. Helping me calm down. He was the third oldest out of the 7 of us. He still lived at home, as the first two oldest had moved out and got married. I'm glad he chose to stay living with us. I don't know what I'd do without him. He is always there for me. When my crying calmed down.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked sweetly, still running his fingers though my hair.

I didn't answer him. I didn't want to speak. My throat felt raw from all the crying. So, instead of pressuring me to speak, he started to sing to me. Right here by Ashes Remains. It was our song, he always sang it to me when I was like this. Especially when I didn't want to talk. He never wanted me to forget that he was there for me. I don't know how I could.

I laid there and fell asleep to his voice. Knowing I was now safe again.

When she came back to reality, she felt a tear escape her eye. She quickly wipes it away.

"Are you alright, small one?" Dreadwing looks down at her, then takes his servo and picks her up, bringing her up to his eye level.

"I'm fine, thank you." She gives a small sniffle.

"We should probably get some recharge."

Neither of them have had a decent recharge in the past few days. Shelby nods and hops off of him. She walks over to the old ragged couch sitting next to side wall of the shop. She pulls a old blanket, it was black with the wounded worrier symbol on it, off the back of the couch. Then she jumped and fell on it, making a nice thud sound. She looks over at Dreadwing, who had laid down on the concrete ground.

Giving him a sad look she said, "We should look for something more comfier for you to sleep in. The ground can't be to comfortable."

He rolls on his side and looks at her. "Its better than being outside on the dirt. I'm not sure how we would be able to make it more comfortable."

"I'll think of something" She gave a yawn and covered up some more, so that only her head was peeking through.

*the Nemisis*

"STARSCREAM!" Megatron roars.

"Yes my liege?" Starscream come running to the bridge.

"Why is the girl, the one who brought Dreadwing back to life, not in my servo!" He says strictly and fierce, walking close to Starscream causing him to back up.

"Well she was being protected, Master." He whimpers.

"And who was protecting her, that caused you to run away in fear?" Megatron growls in his face.

"It was that grenade happy mech, Wheeljack, but then Dreadwing came back." Starscream is now covering his face in fear.

"You are making me regret my decision to offline him. I should of offlined you!" Megatron screams in his face. "I suggest you don't come back here tell you have that girl and Dreadwing. And I want both of them alive." Megatron gritts his teeth as he says this.

"And... and how am I supposed to do that, master?" Starscream regretts asking the minute it came out of his mouth.

"Figure. It. Out." In his face, Starscream can feel the steam rising off of his master. He knew he could not disappoint this time.

"Well what are you still doing here?!?!" Megatron seethes at him. Starscream ran out of the bridge like his wings were on fire.