Extremely short, random, pointless fic that happened when Orion Pax, Ariel, and Dion are younger; undisclosed version. Dion's POV. Uh…
Sadly, I don't own Transformers, and I don't take credit for any of them.
Anyway, enjoy it.
I can't understand it.
I always looked up to him.
How could he do this to me?
He's my brother for Primus' sake!
But he still did it.
He stole her.
He made her love him.
He took her love, when it was rightfully mine.
I can't believe he'd do this to me.
He knew I loved her.
I guess I should be happy for him.
Even though I'm not.
He really does love her.
And she's happy.
That's all that matters to me.
He holds out his hand to me, he smiles awkwardly and asks me, "Are you alright with this Dion?"
I nod, returning the brotherly gesture, "I'm happy for you and Ariel. Orion Pax, you're my older brother, I want you to be happy as much as you want me to be happy."
"Thank you brother, and I'm sure you'll find you're one someday too."
I smile looking around the city jokingly, "I better start looking then shouldn't I?"
He put his hand over his face, "Just don't humiliate me okay?"
"Too late!" I call in mocking, running away, lookingsarcastically for my one.
Yeah, I'm done. Please RnR, if not, eh, slag you.