Life is an arena chapter 25

Chapter 25 Congratulations!

Any other femme would have screamed and run off at the sight of the multitude of small spidercons, but not Snowfire. She instead cooed admired. “Awww they are so adorable!”
The spiders quickly left the box and climbed Snowfire’s servo, scanning her at each move.
The little dragon giggled at the soft tickle of all those small legs on her frame, but soon they finished and like a disciplined army the spiders came back to their box at Crystal whistle.
She paid a lot for them, but they were able to make great fabric even in periods when the fabric was rare and really expensive. They just needed decent energon and to rest after their good work.
"Okay! Now you can go if you want."
The technorganic surprised her with another hug. “Thank you again.” Then she went out.
Crystal smiled and clapped, happy. Oh, the things will be great, she was sure of it! Knockout most beloved femmes now didn't hate her anymore. Wow, it would be absolutely perfect, if just Breakdown...
She frowned and biting her low lip hurried to go back working, giving orders to the spidercons.
She had a lot of work to do.

The medic gasped and with difficulty he pulled Flairfire away.
"We are..." he cleared his throat ad at the third try he managed to say something with sense. "Someone could see us." Knockout tried to sound reasonable, but he was panting.
Flairfire gasped and tried to fight the urge to lick his frame clean from the cake mixture she left on his frame. “I'm sorry… I got carried away.”
Knockout nodded, still upset for that hot kiss. "It's... mhm, alright... I provoked you, then my bad."
“Well, I was just as bad: I was flirting with you.”
Knockout smiled. "I noticed that."
Flairfire’s antennas puffed up as she rubbed her hands clean with a cloth. “I missed you.” She whispered.
The medic sighed. "I thought you would... ehm... feel better, if I didn't bother you and your mate with my feelings." When she looked away so sadly he felt terrible. "I don't want to make you upset, Flairfire. I... will be your friend, if you want to stay with him."
The butterfly surprised him with another kiss, almost desperate. “I don't want you just to be my friend.”
Knockout sighed against her lips. "Than what should I be? Your lover? I should sneak in your room while your mate is absent and take you secretly, trying to not yell for not getting in troubles?"
Her blue optics turned sad again. “You’re right. I'm sorry my lo-… my friend.”
The medic touched her forehelm with his own, sighing. "I just hope... to be a good friend for you. Did you explain to... Megatron that you can't interface with him for a while?"
She shook her head after a moment. “No, I didn’t tell him yet.”
Knockout turned even paler. "Flairfire, you have to rest! You had bad lacerations, what if he tries to interface again with you?"
The technorganic wanted so badly Knockout beside her. Since they met she felt he was special, unique. When he felt her frame shaking as she held in her sobs the medic patted on her back, whispering: "Hold in your tears until the wedding day, my dear. You should stay a lot with your sparklings, until the day they’ll to their partners."
True, true. She had her family again, she shouldn’t be selfish and think just that she had to renounce to her love story with Knockout. Flairfire nodded and managed to smile, because he deserved that.
"Good girl." The medic whispered, gently kissing her forehelm.

The wedding morning…
Snowfire woke up with a yawn and seeing a small box close to her she smiled. sees.
When she got up and opened it a small hologram projector switched on and a message appeared. It was from Soundwave.
The little dragon giggled and laid on her belly, feeling new waves of love washi over her as she read his note:
Your prince of silence misses you deeply.
I can’t wait to see your sweet smiling face again. With all my love, my sweet little flaming bird.
I love you.
Aaaaw! He was so sweet. Such a pity that she didn’t write much more, but she knew that her fiancé was quite shy with sweet talking.
Her fiancé. Snowfire giggled and brushed her lower lip with a finger, blushing. That night he would be ‘her husband’.
Quickly she got up and went looking for Crystal.

The blue and purple mech tiredly got up with a happy green wolf on his chest, a small box in his mouth. He didn't recharge well that night and his processor was full of bad memories and nightmares about Snowfire in danger. He opened the hologram box up, eager.
The letter wasn't too long, but it said enough to make him know how much Snowfire loved him:
From your flaming little bird.
My spark is calling yours. I've never missed someone that much in all my life. I'm eager to see you again, my prince of silence.
With love,
Snowfire
He smiled and got up, ready to prepare himself for his wedding.

Flairfire yawned and stretched, her optics still closed. When her blue optics opened she expected to see grey… but instead she saw red looming up.
The butterfly gasped when saw she was in Knockout arms, their legs entwined. In that position she could not tell if their interfacing panels were open or not.
Oh Primus, but what did I do last night?
Knockout smiled in the recharge and hugged her closer, nuzzling his faceplate in her neck, whispering sleepy: "Flairfire..."
While she petted him the butterfly tried to remember what happened last night… and all that came up was that they came together for a drink to wish their sparklings luck. Knockout got drunk very quickly, since he felt happy and sad at the same time. It was hard for a great sire like him losing his sparklings. She felt so moved by his sire love that he kissed him.
Then Knockout returned the kiss.
And after some minutes he was kissing and licking her everywhere, pulling the technorganic on the berth. Even if he was really smashed the medic hesitated when he touched her panel, though.
"Are you sure, my butterfly?" He whispered to Flairfire, looking down at her.
Flairfire couldn’t help but shake her helm after a moment, because she was a bit scared at the idea to interface again so soon.  He was so gentle… even if he clearly wanted her, he didn’t insist.
Flairfire smiled and bent over him, kissing gently his lips. “I wish you was my mate... I wish I met you first.” She whispered to the sleeping medic

Crystal startled and rubbed her optics. She was in her new room and she was EXHAUSTED!
She worked to the dress and the lingerie all the night and she wasn't able to keep her optics open for more than a minute. She yawned and stretched. Okay, on her list she had just some things now:
-Finish some details on the dress
- Braid the future bride mare with the silver flowers
-Decorate the room for their first night.
While she setting aside the dress Snowfire went into Crystal room. She blinked. “Are you ok? You look very tired.”
Crystal yawned and said: "I had to finish some stuff, but don't worry, I didn't mess up with your dress." And showed her the berth, where laid her creations: the dress was gleaming and seemed smooth and radiant as if it was covered with stardust. The small and adherent light blue body with garter belt and matched silk stocking was the erotic dream of every mech.
She tiredly got up from the desk where she fell asleep for a moment and rubbing her optics said: "I'll adjust the dress while you wear it. I'll need help to braid her mane with the flowers."
Snowfire meantime was speechless. When she finally realized that she was looking at HER dress she hugged the prostitute close, exclaiming: “I LOVE IT!!! I’ll call mom so she can help us.” She happily said, running away.

Death Dancer brushed a very agitated wolf, giggling: "Stop squirming or you'll leave all your fur in this hairbrusher!"
Death Blade yawned and polished himself, sniggering because the wolf was really agitated.
“My baby sister’s going to marry...”
“Brother complex eh?” Death Dancer giggled and kissed his ear.
The technorganic nodded looking at his fur, then at her shiny new paint. “You look very beautiful, my love.”
Death Dancer smiled and blushed a bit while Death Blade joined them, clearing his throat.
Skyler smirked because he knew what the other meant with that noise. “You’re beautiful too, flower.” He teased.
Death Blade huffed, grinning. "I'm a flower with a BIG thorn, and you know it!"
Didì laughed, before the three hurried to reach the decorated med bay.

Flairfire smiled once she finished with her little one hairstyle. Two small braids which melt in a bigger one. It was symbolic.
Crystal instead handed to Flairfire the flowers, smiling while the bride was getting ready.
She felt a bit envious, honestly, because her turn would never arrive and she knew that. But that was Snowfire day.
Crystal pulled a digit under her chin to raise it. "Don't look down, you are as beautiful as a queen. A queen doesn't look at her peds."
Snowfire purred and nodded. She looked at herself in a mirror and smiled when the carrier whispered: “It's time.”

The tall silent mech reached the altar to wait for his mate, the medic instead discrete knocked at Crystal's room. "Are you ready, gals?"
Flairfire and Crystal stepped our first smirking, their shining paint just perfect and well decorated. Then a shy Snowfire came out.
“How do I look, daddy?”
Knockout blinked and thought that her name, Snowfire, now suited her perfectly. Her mare seemed made with flames with some snowflakes on it… He felt the tears forming in his optics, exclaiming: "You are the most shining star in the galaxy, my honeyspark!" And gently hugged her while Crystal ordered: "Don't make her cry, I just decorated her optics with a light blue soluble paint!"
“Let’s go now.”
Snowfire talked to her adoptive sire, and admitted that she wanted him beside her to go to the altar but… Crystal bit his low lip, unsure if she had to follow the bride or not.
Knockout as was going arm in arm with the daughter, Flairfire just few steps behind, asked: "Crystal, you don't come with us?"
Her spark fluttered and trying to not look too moved Crystal smiled, nodding and walking on Flairfire's side.

Megatron was standing in front of Soundwave and smirked. “You look nervous, old friend.”
Soundwave sighed and rubbed his bare chin, whispering: "I'm not used to show my face, even just the mouth." He felt so naked.
Skyler grinned as they were waiting on their seats. There weren’t many chairs and the other Decepticons stood up in a corner. “Look at Mr No face: he looks like he’s about to go offline how nervous he looks!”
Death Blade chuckled and replied: "He was more at ease surrounded by lions in the arena."
Death Dancer rolled her optics, crossing her legs. They were in the first chairs line on the left, on the bride side. "I think me and DB should be on Soundwave's side, or he'll feel sad."
The silent mech didn't have relatives or friends.
Skyler nodded. “Megatron is his only fiend I think.”
"And now he is his boss, good, the only friend is gone then, OUCH!" Death Blade startled for a slap on his nape and Death Dancer graceful stood up. "Sky, see you for the party!"
She went to sit in the first file on the right, while DB grunted, rubbing his neck. "Ouch, she almost decapitated me!" And then looked on his left, seeing Breakdown. "Ehi, big guy! Why so serious? This isn't a funeral!"
Skyler looked back when sniffed a familiar scent and his jaw dropped.
Snowfire just had walked in. The other warriors gasped at that vision and hurried to move to let her walk towards the altar.
Soundwave heard the admired whisper so turned and could just say: "Oh Primus."
She was so beautiful and radiant!
Snowfire too gasped seeing him. His beautiful paint was shining and even in the distance she could see that he wrote her name on his frame. He was so tender.
“He so handsome, daddy…” The little dragon whispered at her sire, blushing.
"Obviously he is, he has been tormented by me and Crystal during these three days!" The medic looked at him and once arrived he slowly gave Snowfire's servo to Soundwave, nodding solemn to him.
Then did something which moved the silent ex gladiator: he stood behind him while Flairfire and Crystal were behind the future bride, since the tall mech didn't have relatives.
Skyler whistled from his seat. “You’re beautiful, sister!”
Everyone chuckled at that and the slight tension in the room disappeared.
Megatron smiled at them as they held hands and moved closer. Soundwave showed her his best smile and the ceremony started.
He remembered just a lot of confused words and when Megatron asked him if he wanted to take Snowfire as his mate: he looked down at her and smiled again. "Yes, I do."
Snowfire blushed at that and the emotion was that big that she could just whisper when Megatron asked her the same. “I do.”
The warlord nodded solemn and said loudly: “With the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss your bride, old friend.”
Snowfire managed to not cry in enthusiasm when she jumped in Soundwave’s arms and kissed him deeply.
Flairfire giggled at that and clapped with Crystal, soon followed by everyone in the room.
Soundwave would thank Crystal a thousand of times for the beautiful gift: with his new visor he was able to enjoy that kiss. Sighing he hugged Snowfire.
His bride. His mate. His spark.
That night, they would melt their sparks.

Snowfire looked up at the tall ex gladiator who was her husband now.
“Now let’s dance!” Crystal exclaimed, going to switch on the stereo. She clapped, exclaiming: "Dance time! Who wants to join the happy couple?"
Death Dancer happily stood up and waited for the honoured pair that they started for first, while her mates reached her.
Soundwave didn't know how to dance and turned pale. "If my wife wishes to dance..."
Snowfire got which was the problem and whispered to him: “Don’t worry.”
Taking his servo she leaded him to the centre of the room. “Now keep your hands on my hips.” She whispered while the mech shyly obeyed. Then she put hers on his shoulders and they slowly moved.
Knockout smiled. He taught to his sparklings how to dance, so the tall mech didn't need to be that worried. The medic looked down at Flairfire, thinking that he could... no... but maybe...
Knockout cleared his throat and suggested, looking at the pair: "Shall we dance? I intend... after them, obviously." He blushed.
Stop rambling, idiot. He said to himself.
Flairfire held in a giggle and nodded. “Of course I’d love to.”

Crystal saw Breakdown in the crowd and felt sad. He wouldn't invite her to dance.
I don't care! She said to herself, determined, while she was marching towards the loving birds room. She had to decorate it before the party ended. She grabbed two boxes full of stuff and hurried to start.
Breakdown watched Crystal go and felt depressed. Since they argument he didn’t have the chance to talk to her. Sighing he caught two cake pops and a muffin and followed her.
Crystal hurried to put red smooth sheets on the berth and decorated with white festoons the bare and grey walls. Then put a bottle of high grade and some sweets on the night table and a little bottle with an aphrodisiac oil.
She smiled. "Perfect." And she turned to exit from the room, almost bumping against Shockwave. "Ouch!" The scientist exclaimed, staggering.
"What are you doing here?" Crystal asked, angry. "This room is for the loving birds, get out of here!" Crystal exclaimed, pointing to the threshold.
Shockwave sighed and said: "I just wanted to leave her my wedding gift... after all she is my boss’ daughter!"
The courtesan looked at him, not trusting on him at all. "And what’s this gift, show it to me!"
The scientist gave her a phial and commented: "I'm sorry to have experimented on you and on the sparkling, but I have to think to our target, then every Decepticon is expendable for the cause." Then nodded to her and left the room, avoiding to hit Breakdown at the last moment.
Crystal didn't see him, since she had her back turned and shook the phial, suspicious. That could be a poison.

Soundwave blushed and whispered at his wife, embarrassed: "I'm a terrible dancer... maybe I should ask lessons to your sire, he seems so at ease!"
Indeed the medic moved with grace, leading gently the butterfly on the dance floor. Knockout smiled warmly at her. He knew that they had just that dance and maybe another one, before Megatron stopped to be so understanding and claimed as his the femme, so he kept dancing with the butterfly, using each drop of ability he cumulated in the years.
“You are a great dancer, Knockout.” The pink lady said, smiling up at him. Two of her arms were free to brush his back and she took advantage of her being a butterfly.
" I'm great just because I've a great partner willing to follow me." He smoothly said.
When the music stopped he sighed, a bit sad. The time flied away so quick and the dance finished. Smiling weakly at her, he said: "I think we could dance with the happy couple now!"
Soundwave could dance with his mother-in-law while he was going to dance with his honeyspark.
Knockout smiled to his daughter and gently accepted her servo. The gold band now shone to her digit and it was still strange.
"My little Snowy. You are radiant." He whispered to her, while they danced.
Snowfire giggled happily. "You too, daddy!" Then she looked at the butterfly who danced with Soundwave. “So daddy… you and mama seem to be hitting it off again.” She whispered.
Knockout sighed and his smile faded a bit. "Honeyspark... you know I love you, Skyler and your mother so much... but she is Megatron mate now. I can just love her as a friend, little one."
Flairfire smiled at her son-in-law. “I know you’ll make my daughter very happy, if you want you may call me mom! And in time I do want grandkids at least three!” She giggled while the silent mech blushed.
"I'll try to content you then, if Snowfire is willing to have so many sparklings... or pups."
Even if they would have an animal form, honestly he'd love them anyway.

Death Dancer giggled as she danced with her wolf. He was so skilled that she had to focus on his moves. "Don't tell me that your father didn't teach you to dance, because no one can learn so well just watching!" Seeing his blush she laughed. "I knew that! I can imagine you and Knockout dancing together... mhm, would you mind if I ask you to repeat a similar performance, maybe with... DB?"
Sklyer blushed at the idea and looked at the red seeker. “Maybe when we are alone, my love.”
"I count on it!" Death Dancer winked at him, playful.
After the end of the dance the wolf handed the mate to Death Blade, who winked at Skyler and then commented: "At least now I don't see any blade around!" He joked, talking about that accident in the arena.
Death Dancer laughed and they started dancing.

“Crystal?”
The femme turned and saw Breakdown looking at her from the threshold. "W-what do you want?" She shied at him, holding the phial against her chestplate.
Breakdown brushed his nape, uneasy. “I wanted to talk to you.”
"Are you here to insult me again for what I've done with Makeshift, aren't you? Or to ask me if I interfaced with Knockout when I slept with him?" She quickly wiped away some tears: they could ruin her fresh make up.
Breakdown sighed. “I want to say sorry for what I had said, Crystal. I'm sorry, I was being a jerk.”
Crystal bit her low lip, whispering: "You hurt me so much. I didn't feel so dirty and useless as the first time I had to..." she shook her helm and said: "I have no time now, I have to test this phial before I give it to the happy couple."
She raised it and sprayed some liquid on her neckplate. It could be a dangerous acid or a poison, she didn't care. If nothing happened she would try to sip it.
Breakdown smelled around and gasped. Suddenly she grabbed her and pulled the tiny femme into a deep kiss.
Crystal moaned surprised when the huge mech pulled her against the wall, kissing her as if he was going to devour her. And she was so surprised to feel so... turned on, by his touch!
Oh scrap, that mad scientist created another aphrodisiac!
But this time it didn't smell of lilies and honey, it was just... warmth. It should be a different type, or she would be still immune.
The ex courtesan sighing managed to open up the door and threw the phial on the berth, before Breakdown picked her up and dragged her in his room.

The seekers kissed hotly, for their pleasure and because they knew Skyler was staring at them. Then they returned to the wolf and Death Dancer giggled, exclaiming: "Come on, we can't touch the cake, but some little snacks yes! I'm hungry!"
Skyler smirked softly. “After this dance Snowy and Soundwave will cut the cake but let's go trying some of the treats my mom made. They made me drool since I sniffed them!”
Death Dancer clapped. "Hurrah for free food! I'm too thrilled!"
DB laughed and exclaimed: "You have a sweet dental, indeed!"
Skyler went to steal one of the small cakes while Death Blade brought three dishes and the flatware as they hurried to hide in a corner to eat.
"No, DB! It's too big, you want me fat?"
The mech chuckled and handed her a dish with a large piece of cake before giving one to Skyler. "Don't worry, you can always do exercise with me and Skyler!"
The silver wolf smiled at them, then softly kissed them both.
That made Death Blade grin. "Someone will see us and then you'll be called faggot, my wolf!"
He was joking just partially.
Death Dancer snorted. "I'll destroy the first who will dare to!"
The wolf wagged his tail, licking her cheek in happiness.

Crystal collapsed on Breakdown’s berth, speechless. She looked at the panting Breakdown, astonished. "I... I never felt in this way in my whole life... I felt as I was exploding in shining fragments..." she innocently said, since she never reached a true overload.
What? Then all the times she interfaced with her she didn’t feel pleasure?
Jeez, that was simply depressing! He had to change that.
Breakdown gasped out, holding onto her looks at her as he blushed a bit. “Does this mean we made up?” He asked.
Crystal blinked as the aphrodisiac effect faded away and frowned. Made up? Made up?!
He almost pulled her to commit suicide for the sadness!
"I've to check the party to be sure it's perfect." She muttered, not looking at him and slipping out of his grip.
“But…” He hurried to get up and hug her tiny frame from behind. “I told you, I'm sorry for what I said and did... I never meant for it to go that far!”
Words. Just words.
Crystal stiffened and looked at him, crying a bit. "I thought you were different, that you didn't consider me just as a toy which you can throw away when you get tired of."
She hurried to brush her optics as she left, hoping her make-up wasn't ruined.

Snowfire held in an amused smile as she was dancing with Megatron. She barely reached his abdomen and the warlord had to bend down enough for her. Looking at Knockout she smiled at him, dancing more.
Knockout smiled and waved his servo, thinking that Snowy was beautiful and light as always.
When the song stopped the little dragon didn’t resist and ran to her husband. She was getting a bit impatient, because after they cut the cake and she threw the flowers… they could leave the party.
“Let’s go to taste the cake?” She whispered, blushing.
Soundwave nodded and together went to the buffet table, where two hungry seekers and Skyler were already looking for food.
He smiled when with their entwined servos cut the cake, which was the biggest and tallest one he had ever seen.
Snowfire giggling picked up a bit and held it for Soundwave to bite from. The silent mech ate it and then returned, making her giggle.
Knockout sighed, blinking a bit to chase the tears, while he was recording and taking photo of the event. He did that since he saw the two bewildered sparklings at his door, and a day he hoped to do that for Skyler too.
Flairfire gently hit the medic with her elbow. “Time for your daddy speech.”
Knockout sighed. "Oh, my... I had to drink more high grade." And then cleared his throat loudly, making the others look at him.
Death Blade raised a brow. "He seems be going to die."
Death Dancer blinked. "Well, for once I have to be agree with you, DB. He seems uneasy."
Knockout smiled embarrassed. "Well, I've always wished to see my sparklings happy and with the right one at the side. Actually, I never thought that the right one would be a gladiator..." He smiled seeing Soundwave and the seekers stiffen a bit "...but I'm very glad to realize that I was totally wrong. I hope my sparklings will be very happy, always, and with a lot of cute and little grandkids to keep me busy, since as you see I'm a beautiful mech who loves the impossible challenge." He winked at Snowfire.
The others shyly started clapping when he didn’t add anything else, but Snowfire laughed and went to hug him. “And now gals, please come in and stand in a line! The one who catches the flowers will get married in this year!”
There were just few femmes so the line wasn’t long.
Death Dancer looked bored at the flying flowers, while Crystal smiled and outstretched her arms to reach the bouquet. The flowers landed and the two looked surprised.
Flairfire looked at the flowers in her arms, puzzled.  She thought they looked appetizing, but didn’t try really to catch them.
“Oh.” She whispered, blushing a bit as Megatron chuckled and brushed her shoulders.
Knockout blinked and tried to seem happy for Flairfire.

Skyler huffed and then caught Death Dancer’s arm, taking her out. “Death Blade please, follow us.”
The purple seeker protested: "Wait! We didn't take the cake!"
Death Blade rolled his orange optics and quickly grabbed three dishes before following them.
Skyler stopped once they were outside, in the beautiful starry night. The fighting outside had stopped in the meanwhile so he faced the confused seeker and knelt down. Quick he took the ring out of his chest and showed it her.
“I want us to be together. All three of us.” He cleared.
Death Dancer swore, surprised, making DB laugh. "Wow, Didì, you are a true lady!"
"Shut up or I'll throw the cake on your helm!" She retorted, then looking down at Skyler, a bit unsure. "Ehm... Are you sure? I don't want to force you, and the same is for Death Blade."
The mech became serious and said: "I'd love to marry you and Skyler, Didì."
The technorganic nodded and took her hand. “I love you with all my spark, Death Dancer.”
Death Dancer felt her cheeks getting a bit wet as she nodded and wore the ring. "Yes. I do."
Skyler laughing picked her up and while he kissed her he pulled the mech close with his tail.
The three gladiators smiled and hugged for a while, then when they sat down to enjoy the night Death Dancer commented, threatening: "I'm not going to wear anything like that princess dress, I'm too old for this stuff!"
Death Blade chuckled. "We could find a sexier and more adult dress!"
“Oh yes! Maybe something black!”
Death Dancer ate the cake and huffed. "I just request that we need a lot of treats, the rest isn't necessary in my opinion!"
"And other wedding gifts, no?" Death Blade laughed, kissing playful her neck.
Skyler chuckled at the two who were teasing each other and looked at the starry night, sighing happily.

Snowfire smiled and looked at Soundwave. “It's time for us to go to our honey moon room.” She whispered, brushing her braid.
Soundwave blushed deeply and shyly nodded. "Wish to say goodnight... to anyone?" He offered.
That made her grin. “Do you want to, my love?” She asked back.
Soundwave looked at her smile and after a moment shook his helm. "No, I don't." The tall mech picked her up and hurried to carry her to his room... to their room.
“Wow, you are so wild!” She giggled, then gasped seeing their room. “Oh wow! Crystal is getting a big hug from me… When I see her next!” She commented, brushing the soft sheets. The technorganic sat on the edge of the berth, thinking that the room suited to her mane. “We’ll stay in here for at least two days.” She purred hotly.
Soundwave looked around, astonished. "Wow." He whispered. It seemed a love hotel... obviously he didn't see that with his optics, but other gladiators talked about that... He grinned, seeing the food and the drinks. Well at least they wouldn't starve!
Soundwave slowly removed his mask and looked at her with his deep and serious purple optics and the dragon stopped smiling, hugging him.