Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers! I'm a single mother and I have a spork! DONT SUE! Mouse Dragon dared me to write a death scene. So, here you go. Warning: Character Death. Yes, I know someone just posted a story about the death of the twins. I'm sorry if it seems like I'm stealing your idea. I'm not. Its just I relate to the twins, because I am one. I don't know what I would do without my sister. This is for you Mirai. No matter what, we'll always have each other. I love you.
Goodbye Blue Sky
"You are my sunshine... My only sunshine..."
"You make me happy, when skies are gray..."
"You'll never know dear... How much I... Love you..."
"Quit crying glitch twitch"
"Please don't take my sunshine away..."
"Shut up scrap heap"
"Don't leave me..."
"I won't...Not ever..."
Gently, almost tenderly, he rubbed wax across chassis of gold, silently wiping away the drops of blue that kept falling. He didn't speak. Not a single word. It had been four days since Ratchet and Prowl had found them and he hadn't left the med bay where his brother lay. Thats how it had always been. One stayed by the side of the other until they could both walk out together. But this time, they wouldn't be leaving. For two days, he carefully polished and buffed, with skill to rival Ratchet's, he had carefully patched the gaping hole in his brother chest and repainted it in the glossy gold he had loved so much. No one tried to stop him. They knew it wouldn't have made a difference. Ratchet had moved his things to another room, for the first time in history, relinquishing his Med Bay without a word. When it was done, Sideswipe smiled down at the sparkless corpse before him, gently leaning down to kiss his forehead.
"Don't say I never did anything for you, slag head."
Careful not to scuff his brother's new paint, Sideswipe climbed onto the stasis bed beside him, sliding his hand into Sunstreaker's cold, unmoving one and lay beside him, turning to look into his his brother's empty optics he let his systems shut down.
"See you soon Sunshine."