Chapter 1: Through the Eyes of a Child
Author's Note:
I had this idea for years now, but it was never posted due to issues in the past...
Anyway, this story is dedicated to my beloved brother, whom is a true Transformers fan and has always been since its debut in the eighties. His impenetrable love and loyalty for the series has inspired me to slowly start writing again for the fandom.
So though my stuff cannot possibly compare to the current works being posted on this site (It has been about two to three years I believe), I still hope you will all enjoy this story.
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Despite her constant fidgeting as she sat across from him on the square patterned carpet, her little bottom still managed to remain in the same place (An imprint surely to be left behind later on), her eyes focused intently on his hands and the object he was fiddling with.
Her heart was beating away for some reason, and it was quite a silly reason, so said her mother when she told her about it one day, but she honestly could not help but feel nervous whenever this happened...
"Okay now..." He then began as he finally set the yellow figure down to face her, a half grin on his lips as he then brought his sights up to her, "Who is this?"
Oh no, oh no, oh no...
She choked on her gulp, her hands clenched and brought up to cover the lower half of her face as she stared down at the little robot toy, its little silver face seeming to smile up at her.
"Errm..."
Her brother simply waited, obviously amused at how panicky she was as she tried to figure out its name.
"I-I can't remember..." she bit back a sob, staring at him with wide, trembling and apologetic eyes.
Holding back the urge to roll his eyes and sigh, he then raised his hand out to pat her comfortingly on the head before pulling it away and lifting the toy up with surprising care.
"This is Bumblebee." He then reminded her with a smile, holding the toy up to her then.
In reply she nodded frantically for about a second or two, peering meekly at the little thing after that before looking back up at him for confirmation.
"Come on, take it."
She pulled her hands away from the lower half of her face at that, reaching out to the toy and taking it with both her hands with extreme caution.
The little girl found herself smiling back at the adorable toy, her hands beginning to cradle it as its name ran through her head.
I won't forget your name this time... I promise...
They almost seemed real to her at times, or maybe it was because her brother's love for them affected her far more than it should, she had after all always wanted her brother to spend more time with her, and so tried to be interested in the same things as him.
At first she tried basketball, but failed miserably as she had two left feet and always missed the basket no matter how hard she practiced, though she should probably just try again in a couple more years as the ball basket outside their home was almost four times her height.
And then she tried exercising with him, which ended far worse than her attempts with playing basketball as her terrible stamina caused her to burst into tears of exhaustion after jogging only five feet with him...
Thankfully, the third time truly was the charm...
Not that she had to force herself though, these "Transformers" were quite different from the usual Barbie dolls and cooking sets she played with...
"Bumblebee..."
She continued smiling at the thing, as if wanting to give the toy a good impression of herself. She knew it was silly, but whenever she entered her brother's room, somehow she felt that this yellow toy along with the many countless others on display watching her every move...
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She hummed softly, her little feet slapping lightly against the marble floor with each humorously ungraceful step she took, a large bucket full of water in hand and a towel hanging over one of its edges.
Her brother was out for another long day of school, and she wanted to surprise him a little once he got back, with something pleasant this time round, hopefully.
Managing to settle the bucket carefully down, she panted, placing her hands on her kneecaps for a moment and bending over slightly, before her being her brother's precious Transformers collection.
"... hi!" she said after awhile, raising her hand as she looked over to one of them with a grin.
She then reached carefully for him, picking him up and holding him close to her chest. She sat next to the bucket then, dipping the rag in and pulling it out without squeezing out the excess water...
"You guys are all so dusty... even my brother's been sneezing every night, I can hear him you know..." she spoke to it, beginning to wipe the top of its head first with the soaked rag, water droplets falling and soaking the orange dress she wore, "But that's okay! Today I will make sure all of you are cleaned up!"
She smiled over to the rest then, her legs uncrossing as she suddenly sat up on her knees to look at them all.
There were so many of them... she needed to do things faster...
Again, she started humming to herself, switching between several cartoon theme songs, her smile widening time to time whenever she was proud of her cleaning.
After going through what seemed like dozens of them, and making sure to place them in their original spots, her head cocked as her eyes fell on the last toy.
A new one?
She picked it up, noting that it was strangely heavier than the rest...
Running her thumb over the top of its silver helmet, its name was on the tip of her tongue...
"... Meh..." She twisted her lip, "ggghh..."
Groaning quietly, she looked apologetically at the toy, its red eyes appearing annoyed, though that was merely because it was designed as a villain after all.
"Meggy? Gah, I'm sorry..." she bowed her head slightly, holding the toy up a little too whilst doing so.
It was glaring at her, she knew it! She daren't look up then, keeping her eyes down as she wanted to at least give it a quick wipe, even though not one speck of dust covered its silver armour.
Meh... Meg what?
She frowned at herself, so upset for forgetting his name. What would her brother think of her?
Now... don't be silly...
She sighed loudly, setting the rather wet toy back in its place... with the other damp ones.
"I will remember your name, just... let me think for awhile." She muttered, her hands settled between her legs, the skin on her fingers 'pruney' from what seemed like hours of dipping them into the bucket with the rag.
"Terrie?"
She snapped her head to the door, her mom having come home, getting up, her bottom was sore, but she ignored it as she picked up the pail and rag and headed out to greet her.
Several little eyes giving a brief glow as they watched her disappear around the corner...
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Not much is happening now, just a sneak peek, but hey, reviews are still greatly appreciated, just to at least let me know I caught your attention a little, hehe.
Have a nice day!