Soundwave: A Fictional Narrative

Soundwave resets his optics.

He must've had something on his processor, forgotten now, but he doesn't have those often. It's very rare for someone like Soundwave to blank out of reality, even dangerous when he isn't paying attention to what is going on around him.

He quickly snaps back to reality to the window, to the glare that brought him back in the first place. There were many mechs outside but there was one mech in particular that caught his eye, and that mech was staring at him. Was that…

He almost tipped his coffee over when something landed on his shoulder.

.: You've been here quite a long time, are you alright? :. Laserbeak messaged.

Soundwave sent him a ping of being fine, and added a little confusion glyphs across the surface of the message.

He then got up and walked out of the coffee shop. Last time he remembered walking out of the coffee shop, now he stood in front of his house staring at the keypad to the gate of his house in front of him. Soundwave resets his optics as a curious Laserbeak glared at him. He punched in the security code and entered the gate and through the front door of the house.

Inside it was almost like nothing changed. Frenzy and Rumble are running around the house with Ravage quietly staring at them. Soundwave saw something fall and rubbed his helm. The twins know that whatever they break they have to replace, and to clean up after they’re done playing around.

Soundwave went up the stairs to the second story of the house, and enters what Rumble calls the “Bird Sanctuary” and let Laserbeak on one of the branches around the room. Soundwave walked over to the open window, he never remembered opening the window. That’s odd. Maybe Frenzy or Rumble opened it and forgot to close it. He’ll have to remind them at a later time. He pushes down, closing the