IG: Doubles, triples, quadruples, more! by IvyShadow, literature
Literature
IG: Doubles, triples, quadruples, more!
Misora did not know why she felt.... odd. But she definitely did. Opening her eyes, she found herself face to face with Takeo. Who had a top hat stuck to his head. Automatically, she jerked backwards, and blinked when she felt another body behind her. Looking over her shoulder, she saw.... Takeo? Looking between the two, she felt herself starting to get a headache. As soon as hat-wearing Takeo saw she was up, he brightened. "Come, Misora," he whispered. "I came to save you from this shape shifting fiend and return us to Wonderland so that your quest might continue. I would have killed this fellow for pretending to be me, but I couldn't kill s
Humming, Chakka walked along one of Cybertron's streets. Tat, a good friend of his who kept getting reformatted into a grounder, then a flier, then back, had called him about meeting up today. Chakka, having nothing else to do really, agreed. He wished Cybertronians had something like that 'bubblegum' he'd heard of from Dawson, who had heard it from a drone that went on a scientific voyage with some important scientist mech. Percent or something like that. Hearing a shout, he drew his attention out of his thoughts and blinked, before smiling and waving. Tat waved back, smiling, and Chakka noted that Tat was currently a flier. Sitting opposite