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The Next Day

Sky's POV

I jumped hearing a knock on the door. I hide my sketchbook away in my sub space walking over to the door and answering it. I see the red and gray Autobot Weapons Specialist Ironhide, I didn't know why but Ironhide was pretty cool. I mean the way he acted and showed his personality, I wish I could be like him. Strong, stubborn and hard-helmed or as the inhabitants of this planet say "Hard Headed" I had been doing research on the creatures that inhabit this planet, they were interesting but gross....

I cringe thinking about how they mate, ate and how they treated one another like animals.

"H-Hello I-Ironhide!" I stutter shyly only wanting to facepalm myself, "Hey Kid, Optimus wants ta talk with ya," Ironhide says lowly, I felt my spark drop to my tanks.

'Is he gonna ship me back to Cybertron?!' I thought to myself.

"Don't worry. Calm down," Ironhide reassures putting a servo on my shoulder plating making me flinch slightly, I think Ironhide noticed my mental breakdown. But I noticed Ironhide would never hurt me. As crazy as it sounds, I already trust Ironhide.

Biting the inside of my cheek plate was not helping the nervousness building in my tanks, it felt like my frame was made out of what humans call cement, my servos were clammy, my processors were fuzzy, my spark was thrumming in my chassis wildly but awkwardly I kept calm on the outside but on the inside I was a wreck.

While me and Ironhide walked down the hall, a small red mech was glaring at me like I was a 'Con or Unicron himself. I smile nervously before I lost all words in my mouth when I see the mech himself.

"O-Optimus P-Prime," I stutter lowly to myself.

Optimus turns to me, his blue optics brightened with surprise. This mech was my hero, has been ever since I've heard of his name, history and bravery. He was even more taller in real life than what they said. His armor was built and broad. He looked more amazing than what they said in real life.

"You must be Sky? Am I correct?" He asks, his vocals were so deep I got slight shivers down my what humans would call a spine. I nod nervously with a slight gulp from nervousness at his height and vocals, "Don't talk much? I see," Optimus hums, "Optimus," Ironhide starts, "Sky is a shy femme but she's polite when she gets used to ya," "I understand Ironhide," Optimus says with a slight nod of his helm.

I hear a slight scoff, "Pathetic" I turn my helm and see that little red mech that glared at me like I was Unicron. I look at him before looking at the ground quickly when he sent a glare my way. "Sky? Are you alright?" Ironhide asks setting a servo on my shoulder plating making me nod still looking at the ground with an embarrassed blush.

"Oh she's too innocent!" A white and blue mech says coming to my side while I looked up at him, "I'm Mirage dear," the mech says known as Mirage, "I-I'm S-Sky," I stutter, "She's so adorable!" I hear Sideswipe coo coming to my other side, "Alright you two!" Ironhide growls, "You're gonna make her overheat from the blushing!" Ratchet growls, "I am not in the mood to fix an overheated Cybertronian!" "Sorry but she's adorable!!" I hear a new voice say, I look up and is met faceplates-to-faceplates with a gray mech with an adorable smile, his frame was short but tall enough to let me see his adorable looking faceplates, "Hi! I'm BlueStreak! You can call me Blue!" He chirps, I nod and blush with embarrassment while others started to crowd me. Blue was adorable in my POV.

But one mech stood out from the rest. He was shiny and yellow, helm fins were attached to each side of his helm, looking dark and mysterious. His Pit built frame was leaning against the wall. He looked cold and distant from the others by the way he was distanced and was handsome. I found him oddly attractive. He looked to be studying me, which gave me the creeps slightly.

"That unsocial butterfly is my twin, SunStreaker," Sideswipe chirps.

I look away when SunStreaker bared his dentas in a deadly way when he caught me staring.

"You should to introduce yourself!" Sideswipe suggests, "I'll even accompany you!" I nod shyly before he grabs my servo and leads me over to his yellow twin while the other Autobots were distracted by something.

Once over to SunStreaker my spark was thrumming madly in my chassis, my processors fuzzed and my servos got clammy. All because of my nervousness.

"Hey Bro! This is the new femme!" Sideswipe chirps.

"I don't care!" SunStreaker growls while he glared at me.

I look away from his gaze making him scoff "Wimp" I glared straight back at him. How DARE he call me a wimp! I didn't want to pick a fight with him so I dropped the glare.

"SunStreaker, you should be nice! Sky is a shy but gentle femme, she's also pretty~" Sideswipe purrs sending a wink my way making me blush in embarrassment.

"Yeah whatever!" SunStreaker scoffs rolling his optics. I don't know what to think of him now. Should I think he's an aft? Maybe I should think he's that way because he was probably raised in the Pits? Only Primus knew.

SunStreaker looks at me from helm to peds studying me. I look at the floor with embarrassment while his blue optics stared at mine for awhile before he looked away. But before he looked away I found myself lost in his deep ocean blue optics, they were like the ocean. Rough but beautiful. He looked like he had been through the Pit and back surviving what life threw at him. Like myself and possibly every mech on this ship.

"So tell me about yourself femme," he growls when Sideswipe walked away, "My name is Sky," I say gently with a shy smile, "I left Cybertron to become an Autobot. My creators were abusive. I fought in the Pits to release anger and I like to sketch," I say naming off the main things about me, I swore I saw SunStreaker's optics brighten when I mentioned I liked to sketch and the Pits.

"You fought in the Pits?" He asks disbelieved in my words making me nod, "How? You're so small and weak," he asks, "I maybe small but I am not weak. I have fought and destroyed many mechs and femmes that has and never will step in my Pit," I say low and dangerously, "Whoa," SunStreaker whispers to himself astonished, "I know, I'm a weird femme," I say with a slight shrug.

He grunts, "So you said you like to sketch? Hmm? Show me," he says more like a demand, "E-excuse m-me?" I stutter my cheekplates heating up with embarrassment, no one has ever asked to see my sketches!

"You heard me femme," he growls, I open my sub space and hand him my sketch book which he took with the upmost care. He handled the book like it was the key to Cybertron.

His optics combed the pages while his servos were brushing the pages while he turned them looking at the next doodle. Others would call them art but I call them doodles. Soon SunStreaker was done with the book, "You're pretty good," he shrugs, "T-thanks," I stutter embarrassed by his compliment, no one in my life has ever told me that I was pretty good.

Moments Later

"This is where we get our Energon!" Sideswipe chirps while we walked into something they called a "Rec. Room". There were tables and chairs all around the room, plenty of space to walk through. There was a what-humans-call a TV but larger. There was a machine where you got Energon from.

Currently Sideswipe and SunStreaker are showing me around Base, which was awfully kind of them to do so. Well Sideswipe volunteered to show me and SunStreaker just tagged along. I nodded and stored everything that I was learning in my data banks so I didn't forget anything I learned. I jolt from my thoughts when an arm is thrown around my shoulder plating. I flinched away from the red twin.

"Whoa calm down," he says holding his servos up in surrender, "I won't hurt you," I never felt revealed when Ironhide called for me, "Sky! Sky! Where are ya?" "I've got to go," I say before running off towards Ironhide's vocals, my peds felt light while I ran, I maneuvered my way around the Bots in the room except only to be tripped.

I flew through the air, using my amazing skills I did a front flip over the red little mech who tripped me, everything was in slow motion while I flipped through the air, I land to the ground gracefully not making a sound. I had every mech in the room looking my way, I decided not to say anything except to walk over to Hide.

He was astonished with my actions, "So," he starts, "What kind of materials do ya need?" He asks, "Well," I start, "I don't want to sound rude but I need privacy. . . I need my own wash-racks," Ironhide nods at my request while the one they call Prowl writes it all down on a datapad, "Every room is equipped with sound proof walls. So you'll have your privacy of silence," Prowl states making me nod, "Anything else?" Ironhide asks, "Nothing at all. That is all, thank you mechs," I say with a gentle and polite smile, they both give me a thin line with their dermas before walking off.

I look and see a small yellow adorable mech walking my way, "Hello!" He chirps holding out his servo, "I'm Bumblebee! You can call me Bee if ya want!" I take his servo in mine then shakes gently and politely, "I hope me and you can become great friends!" He chirps letting go of my servo, "I hope so too," I say gently.

Soon somehow we spark up a conversation about something I could remember but I loved to talk about, Art, I explained to Bee how I had gotten into sketching and painting while he looked through my drawings intently, all while we were in a corner away from everyone else. I didn't know how long I talked while Bee listened and asked questions, amazing questions if you ask me. From the looks he was intrigued with my words.

Soon me and Bee got off that topic after awhile of talking about it, he told me something about 'Video Games' and 'Movies', "There is even a drive in theater it's just over the hill, it's playing a movie tonight! Do you want to come? I don't like going alone, Bluestreak would usually go with me but he got the hiccups from the last movie," Bee says making me nod, "Aww poor Blue. That sounds lovely Bee, I would love to go," I say with a smile, "Cool! Meet ya by the entrance at 10?" He asks making me nod my helm gently.

I check the time and see it's 9:30 P.M. Bee waves then walks away. "See ya pal!" Bee chirps making me wave back after him. I smile gently to myself before slightly jumping feeling a servo land on my shoulder plating, I turn and see the one they call CliffJumper that one that was glaring at me in the hall, "Hello," I greet, "Cut the scrap Con! I know what you're hiding! Just show me your true colors and I won't hurt you as badly!" He snarls, I look at him confused.

'Con? True colors? EXCUSE ME?!'

I look at him while he grabbed me and pulled me down, "I swear if you hurt anyone on this team you're as good as dead!" He warns, I pull back away from him gently, "Too close for comfort," I mutter, "If you hurt Bee, I swear I'll make your life the living Pits!" He snarls lowly, "Got me?" I nod still confused about all of this thankfully SunStreaker walked up, "I'm going to take her for a minute," he says taking me away from CliffJumper then casts him a dirty look.

He leads me out of the base and inside of one of the rocket thrusters, "What did he say to you?" SunStreaker asks making me look at him confused, "Oh nothing, we just had a friendly conversation," I say with my fake smile hoping he would buy it, he raised an optic ridge at me studying me, "Liar," he grumbles, "Excuse me? Liar?" I growl then scoffing, he looks at me taken back before straightening up, "Femme," he starts, "You are trying to cover up what he really said. I know it wasn't particularly nice since I caught some of your "friendly" conversation," SunStreaker says glaring when he said 'friendly', I knew he had caught me "Red-Handed" in my own lie, "Alright maybe it wasn't a friendly conversation! So what? I can handle myself! I don't need anyone to take care of me or protect me! I'm a grown femme alright?! So please, please, please mind your own business," I say before climbing out of the thruster and towards the entrance back to the base.

It was awfully nice of SunStreaker to try and be. . . . I don't know. . . . But this is my problem not his.

I checked the time before almost flipping seeing that it was 9: 50 P.M. sharp, I high tailed it to the entrance before smiling when I had stopped to catch my vent seeing Bee just walking up. I walk over to the entrance with a smile and my vents on a medium pace cooling my systems down quickly.

Bee is playing with his digits, "I think she forgot-" Bee says making me make myself known, "I would never forget Bumblebee," he shoots his helm up with a surprised look before smiling brightly, "Sky! I didn't know you heard that!" Bee says leaning back slightly and scratching the back of his neck cables nervously, "Come on what kind of first impression would that be? Ditching someone who wants to see a. . . What was it called?" I say before looking confused, "A Movie, Sky. . . But this is NOT a date, for your information, many femmes have tried to tackle this Bee down but can't do it," Bee says getting cocky slightly making me giggle slightly while he posed dramatically.

"Anyways, lets go!" Bee chirps walking off into the woods making me follow, "If it's a romance movie I'm leaving," Bee says making me look confused before I 'O'ed realization hitting my processors.

Once to the movies I sit down and pull out two cubes from my sub space, I hand him one which he gladly accepts.

For the rest of the night we sat there watching the movie. Together. As Friends.

Soon the movie was over. We stood up and walked back to Base, well I walked back to Base, Bee fell into recharge near the end of the movie. I chuckle putting the small mech on my back struts giving him what humans call a piggyback ride.

Soon we were at the base, I walk inside but was tackled to the side by CliffJumper making Bee fall off my back struts, "What did you do to him?!"

"I did nothing!" I cry while CliffJumper had his blaster out and pointing it at me.

Memories of the Pits when an opponent did this.

I felt something in me 'click'.

My frame trembled from anger and my sight was struggling to turn red.

I felt my frame going into my "Pit Coding".

It was hard to keep it under control.

Then a small flash of yellow came up and tackled CliffJumper to the side.

I stand to my peds and hold my helm hunching over.

I felt servos on my back struts rubbing gentle circles, "It's alrigh' kid," I hear Ironhide whisper.

"It's her Pit Coding," I hear Ratchet whisper, "She's struggling to keep it under control,"

"That's a glitch to keep under control," I hear Sideswipe say.

"CliffJumper, you pointing your blaster at her triggered it! You dumb aft!" SunStreaker snarls.

I felt my venting hitch feeling someone scoop me up.

I look over weakly, since keeping my Pit Coding under control took all my energy, I see Ironhide.

"Primus ya are heavier than ya look," he teases.

"You're softer than ya put out," I whisper making Ironhide chuckle shaking his helm.

"Get some recharge," he whispers while we all walked in the base.

Ironhide looked down at me and gave me a small but gentle smile was the last thing I saw before the darkness clouded my vision.

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