I frowned. I know the bonds are back...but...

"I...I haven't tried,"

He smiled at me and put his hand on my chest, right where his mark is, and I put my hand on his, right where my mark is. I could see a faint glow, were our marks glowing again? I looked at his silver eyes again,

"Mudflap and Skids broke their bonds with others to save them. Que, what did you feel when he died?"

The memory came rushing back, and I rubbed my eyes, stupid tears, 

"Like something in me snapped...I felt his pain...I knew how he died,"

Cade nodded, 

"And you would have felt both Mudflap and Skids die if they did not cut off the bond. When was the last time you looked at the bonds?"

Bastard. I blushed and sighed, 

"Um...when I teleported into the other universe,"

When the fuck did he become a know-it-all. He chuckled, 

"Okay, now. What do you want to do?"

Why the fuck did he say it like that? I immediately thought back to when Jazz ran off as soon as he kissed me...I can't believe he actually kissed me! THEN he took off??? Like, what the fuck buddy? I sighed, 

"I need to find Jazz,"

Cade smirked and crossed his arms. Oh, that cheeky bastard probably knew why, 

"Why is that?"

I punched his arm, 

"He took off."

"Because???"

"Shut the fuck up, you scrap-pile. You probably know what happened,"

"Oh, do I?"

I glared at him, and he laughed, 

"Just go find lover-bot, come home after, okay?"

"You sound more like my dad than my best friend,"

Cade laughed, 

"What kind of best friend would I be if I didn't do this?"

A better one?? I punched him again, and he laughed before turning off his holo-form.

"Just don't stay out too late!"

I groaned, 

"Bastard,"

"HEY! I heard that!"

"HOW?!"

"I am simply that good,"

Now. The only issue right now is...where the frag did he go? Yeah, we have a strong bond...but it's not as strong as the one I have with my brothers, son, and best friend. Cade better count his motherfucking days cuz I swear to the sky when he finds someone, I will bully him just like he did with me. But let's focus, Maze...If I was Jazz, and I didn't want to be found...where would I go? I groaned, 

"This is impossible,"

Wait...where is the one place I hate the most? The fucking beach! That cheeky bot took me to this small area one time...He somehow found a patch of beach a bit away from our base, and he took me one time and promised I would love it. I ended up throwing sand at him and running away. But that has to be where he is!

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝑷𝑶𝑽

Jazz sat in the sand, looking at the moon. His arms were wrapped around his knees as he thought about what he had just done. His processor could not keep up with his spark as it pulled at him to go back. He focused on the waves as they crashed against the sand. When his spark finally stopped pulling at him, he heard a voice, 

𝐌𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲Where stories live. Discover now