Okay, I know I have other stories to update but the muse has been running low and I kind of needed this to keep my sanity. Blustreak/Oc

Transformers belong to Hasbro! I only own Abigale!

Chapter One 'Am I allowed to touch?'

"Okay people listen up and listen good. Club Frezno is opening in exactly four hours and I need this place to fucking sparkle! That mean floors swept and mopped, counters dusted, waxed and buffed. And Jamey, don't think that I don't count the tips, that's coming out of your paycheck buddy!" There was an audible groan among the crowd that brought a smile to the woman's face. "Alright, let's go people!" With that last statement the crowd scattered off in the general direction they were appointed to.

"You never lose that Cresten charm, do you Abby?" Abigale sighed as she turned to face the young brunette. Kyle Masters had been her long time best friend since childhood and had always stuck by Abigail's side. Even through the crazy idea that she had wanted to open and manage a club.

"You know it's been passed down my generation for years right? It was only a matter of time before I finally got that boss like aesthetic." The fiery redhead chuckled softly before turning to look at the man standing behind her. Kyle was always one of those 'eyecatchers' that made girls swoon at even the smallest glance. Maybe it was because they were best friends and knew each other as children that she had never had that feeling around him.

"Yea well you know your dad was always kind of a hardass when it came to his business. He never took no for an answer when it came to imports and exports." He did have a point there, tough love did run deep in her family.

"Well I try my hardest to follow in my father's footsteps, even if he was a size thirteen." Thank God that that gene wasn't passed down to her. It would've been more than a little hard telling people why you had huge feet. "You get to work too slacker. I wasn't kidding when I said I wanted the place to sparkle."

The male held his hands up defensively and back away, "Alright alright I'm going. Try not to over work yourself though huh?" Kyle made his way toward the back closet where all of the cleaning supplies were placed. This would be like any other night, filled with sweaty bodies and probably a lot of drunkies. Just the way she liked it.

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"Come on Blue, you gotta come with us. Ever since you landed on this mudball planet you haven't once actually gone into town with that holoform of yours. You're missing out!" The red mech stated as he enter the rec room with the trained sharpshooter.

"Look Sideswipe thanks for the offer but all I'm really good at in public is talking a lot to avoid uncomfortable silences and most find that kind of annoying which I found out the hard way. Did you know that humans could be so mean sometimes? I mean you start a simple conversation and they walk away before you can even finish your thought-" The mech was cut off before he could even begin ranting.

"Look, that sounds interesting and all but we're leaving in about two joors so you're either there or you're square. Pick or choose buddy." Sideswipe said before taking off toward the main hangar with his golden twin.

Bluestreak vented harshly before following the two mechs. He got the sudden feeling that this would be no ordinary visit into a human town.

Working behind the bar while trying to rotate became second nature to Abigale. Take an order, fill them out, and maybe add a little something extra in between. After that rotate around an ask how your guests are doing and repeat. She's been doing it for five years so it was only a matter of time before she had found herself instinctively filling out drinks.

It had packed more than usual but that only meant more business and business was good for the club because that meant more profit was coming in if all went well.

Abigale had situated herself behind the bar when she heard the distinct ring of the front door. More party goers. She quickly glanced at the door and noticed that this particular threesome wasn't her usual crowd. That meant the word was spreading about the bar so the was always good news.

The woman watched as two of the three men strolled in like they actually owned the place. She didn't mind though, just as long as they didn't cause anything to get them kicked out, they were fine. The other, he was a different story, as soon as he walked in he took off his black leather jacket and toyed with it. The look on his face told Abigale that this was his first rodeo and she liked a good challenge.

Abigale whispered for the worker next to her to cover for her while she broke the newcomers in. She quickly made her way over to the finicky man while the other two walked deeper into the bar instantly latching on some poor ladies. As the woman got closer her sultry facade was quickly leaving her this guy had some killer features on him. His face was angular and guilt ridden. His cobalt hair was tousled without a care in the world which just made him look even more edgier. Abigale couldn't help but bite her bottom lip.

"Ya know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're quite the newbie around here. So, can I get a name out of you?" At the sound of the voice the man jostled and turned her way. His eyes widened for a moment before going back to their original place.

Bluestreak knew that he would regret walking into the human establishment. The smell of Nicotine quickly invaded his senses and a smell of alcohol. There was something else but he would rather not try to find out what it was. As soon as he turned his back Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were gone and a panic arose in his spark. He knew this was a bad idea, so many rules were in the process of being broken right now and more than likely he would end up in the brig when he got back to base.

The worrying mech was pulled from his thoughts by the sudden presence of a femme beside him. He turned on his heel toward her and gaped. He had never seen such a natural red shade of hair on a human in his life. His scanners shown no traces of dye therefore she was all natural.

"Ya know, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're quite the newbie around here. So, can I get a name out of you?" Primus that voice made him melt like warm energon. Blustreak did get the part when she actually asked for his designation however, Cybertronian life was not to come to light in the eyes of civilians.

"My friends call me Blue, but you can call me that as well if you'd like. Even though we literally just met which wouldn't qualify you as a friend, I'm not saying that I wouldn't like you as one. Quite frankly you seem like a nice woman and I'd like to get to know you very well-" He stopped himself and looked at her, she had shown no signs of stopping him. Primus Almighty, she was still standing there like she was actually interested!

"Well Blue, Im Abigale. I own this place, and I would be glad if you would stop by the bar sometime tonight. Just ask for me and the staff will know what to do. First drink's on me, don't tell anyone though." And just like that the woman disappeared behind the door that led to the kitchen. Bluestreak didn't know why but he was slightly aggravated that he couldn't follow. He would definitely ask for an Abigale, that much he was sure of.

I like how that started! Should I continue with it or just leave it as is? Let me know please!