Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers
Okay this an AU of Transformers I created. It's been in my head for quite awhile and I just had to write it down.
Bumblebee/Bradley- Lives in New York City with his boyfriend Sam and best friends Joseph and Mikaela.
Jazz/Joseph- Works in a owns a music store and lives in New York with best friends Sam and Bradley, and Fiancé Mikaela.
Mikaela/Mikaela….duh- Lives in New York with Fiancé Joseph and best friends Sam and Bradley.
Sam/Sam…duh- Lives in New York with boyfriend Bradley and best friends Joseph and Mikaela.
Ironhide/Jerry- Lives in Ireland and is a Bar owner/Bartender.
Optimus/Oscar- Lives with his wife Emily, friend of Jerry's.
Elita/Emily- Lives with her husband Oscar, friend of Jerry's.
Ratchet/Ryan- Married to Christine friends of Emily and Oscar and Jerry.
My OC Christine- Sister to Emily, married to Ryan and friend of Jerry and Oscar.
It was in the middle of July. Wednesday July 17th 5:00 pm to be exact. Bradley sat on a fold out chair in the sand, the ocean water just barely reaching the side of his bare feet. He sat next to his boyfriend Sam holding his hand, tightly as the soft summer breeze blew his shaggy, blond hair lightly over is blue eyes.
Today was a very exciting day. Not only did he have his hair perfect, but it was the day when his two life long friends, Joseph and Mikaela, were getting married.
"Do you, Mikaela Banes, take Joseph Smith to be your lawfully wedded husband in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?" asked the Wedding Priest.
"I do." Mikaela answered her eyes filled with tears as she stared into Joe's deep brown eyes.
"And do you, Joseph Smith, take Mikaela Banes to be your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health 'til death do you part?"
"I do." Joe answered his eyes filled with tears as well and his dark hands intertwined with her light ones.
Bradley took a deep breath. Sam looked at him with a smile on his face.
"Exciting isn't it?" Sam whispered to his boyfriend. Bradley just nodded with a smile placed on his face.
"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." After it was said Joe leaned in and captured his Wife's lips in his own.
Bradley was the first to stand up and clap. And soon the rest of the crowd applauded. Some of Joe's friends whistled at him teasingly as the new wedded couple continued to kiss passionately.
Later that night.
"Oh Bradley, I'm gonna miss you so much." Mikaela squeaked and hugged him tightly. "I know me too." Bradley squealed too and returned the embrace. Their feminine voices filling the air.
For their honeymoon Joe and Mikaela were going to spend an entire week in Ireland.
"Come on babe, we gotta hurry or we'll miss the flight." Joe rushed.
"Alright, alright." Mikaela sighed letting go of Bradley. "Bye Sam, make sure you take Bradley for us." Michaela gave him a quick hug and the couple were out the door.
"Bye!" Bradley yelled.
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"Oh my God I can't believe we're finally here!" Mikaela jumped as the got out of the airport. "Yeah finally." Joe agreed as he loaded up the rental car. Once everything was in he turned to his wife.
"Come here." he chuckled and pulled her into a kiss. "I love you." he moaned pulling away. "I love you too. Now come on we gotta find that Bed 'n' Breakfast before it's taken." Mikaela laughed and pulled him into the car.
"So where is this Bed 'n' Breakfast at?" Joe asked. Mikaela pulled out the map and looked around. "Um. It is in…Cobh." Mikaela informed. She put the map down and looked up at the road.
"Um, Joe, sweetie. Your on the wrong side of the road." "Oh…shit." Joe gasped and quickly pulled onto the left side of the side of the road. Mikaela laughed. "It's ok sweetie."
They pulled into Cobh and the first thing they could see was the Cobh Cathedral. "Wow would you look at the size of the place." Joe stared in awe. "Yeah…I heard it took a hundred years to build." Mikaela informed here eyes never leaving the remarkable structure that towered over the town.
They parked the car next to 'Harley's Bed and Breakfast' and got their luggage.
"Hello, and welcome to Ireland. You are the honeymooners that'll be staying with us aren't you?" and old lady's voice called from behind them with her thick Irish accent. They turned around to see an old lady probably around in her late 60's early 70's.
"Hello, and yes we are." Mikaela smiled at the old lady. She walked up to them slowly. She placed her wrinkled hand on Joe's cheeks and squeezed. "Such a handsome fellow." She smiled Joe blushed though it was hard to tell because of his dark skin. Then she walked over and did the same to Mikaela. "you remind me of my granddaughter. She such a beautiful young woman." now it was Mikaela's turn to blush. "Thank you. I'm Mikaela and this is my husband Joe."
"Nice ta meet ya." he smiled an shook the woman's hand. "My name is Margaret. And welcome to Ireland. Let me show you to your room." Margaret led them in.
It was 7:00 pm and the sun was nearly gone. Mikaela finished unpacking their bags when they heard a knock on the door. Joe walked over to the door and opened it to see Margaret.
"Hello Margaret. Did you need something?" Michaela asked. "Yes, I would like for you to come follow me, there is a Pub I would like for you go as your first place at your stay here in Cobh." she ordered in a such polite tone that they couldn't say no too.
They followed the old lady out of the house to the corner of the street where there was a giant wooden sign that said 'Jerry's Pub'. "Now you guys go in there and have yourselves a good time." Margaret instructed. Mikaela and Joe nodded. "We will.". They gave her a hug since she was so welcoming and entered the pub.
They walked through double doors and into the dimly lit bar. There were only two other couples there but then again it was still pretty early. One of the girls looked up at them she had long black hair that resembled Mikaela's, she was a little shorter then her, and looked to be at least 33 years old.
"Hello there!" her light voice hollered causing the other three to turn around and look. "You must be the new couple Margaret told us about," the woman walked up to them. ", I'm Emily, and over there is my husband Oscar." she pointed to a man who had a short black hair with gray hair splattered everywhere who waved at them with a welcoming smile. "and that's my sister Christine." she then pointed to a woman with short light brown hair. She looked a little bit older maybe 37 years old. "Hello" she waved. "And her husband Ryan." He looked older around 40 years. He had the reverse hair coloring of Oscar's. He had grey hair with a few black hair sprinkled everywhere.
"Hello. I'm Joe and this my wife Mikaela." Joe greeted. "Is this your first stop on your sight seeing?" Emily asked. "Yes it is." Mikaela answered. "Great! Jerry would be happy he loves his Pub being the first stop on any newcomers journey." Emily laughed. She grabbed Mikaela's hand and pulled her over to where they were sitting which is by the bar.
"So where are you guys from?" Oscar asked them.
"We're from New York." Joe explained.
"Oh we are too! We come here every year. It's sorta like tradition. What part of New York are you staying at?" Christine chirped.
"Manhattan." Mikaela answered.
"Oh my God so are we!! Okay we have to get together sometime." Christine added.
The six of them had a full blown conversation. It turns out they lived in the same apartment building as them. Oscar was a fireman. Ratchet was a Doctor. Christine a lawyer and Emily a Salesperson.
They learned a lot from each other in only a fifteen minute time period. Emily pulled Mikaela away to the other side of the bar for some marriage talk while the others stayed with Joe laughing away.
"So where is Jerry exactly?" Mikaela asked. "oh he should be here right now. We're like family to him so he lend us an extra key to his Pub that's how we got in."
Just then they heard a door close from the back. "Oh, here he comes right now." Emily smiled.
The double doors opened to reveal a well built man. Mikaela's eyes grew in amazement. Jerry looked a lot like…Gerard Butler. Only he had very closely cropped hair. It was black and it came with a stubble. And a scar over his right eye. This man looked down right sexy. He also looked like the type of that fit into Bradley's selection in men.
"Hey Jerry this is Mikaela. She's on a her honeymoon with her hubby Joe who's over with Oscar and the others." Emily pointed out.
"Well it's nice too meet you. And since it's your honeymoon, free beer on the house." he said. His Irish accent ringing through her ears.
"Thank you." Mikaela smiled up at him. Jerry walked over to greet the other. Emily turned to see Mikaela who taking a sip of her beer. "Wow this beer is….amazing." Mikaela gasped.
"I know right! But watch this." Emily smiled devilishly and turned to Jerry with Mikaela watching from behind.
"Hey Jerry!" Emily yelled.
"Yeah!" he answered.
"What's wrong with your beer? It's lacking taste lately." Emily tried to hold in her smile waiting for the reaction she wanted to hear.
"Oh kiss me ARSE Emily!" Jerry replied. Emily burst out into laugh. Mikaela laughed to. "Oh, I love it when he says that." Emily took a sip of her beer.
"Wow, I love his accent." Mikaela giggled.
"Well who doesn't? Oh, I love jerry he's like my gay brother I never had." Emily smiled.
Mikaela's eyes grew wide again. "Wait Jerry's gay?" she asked.
"Yeah, is their a problem?" Emily asked her facial feature turning into a frown.
"Oh, no I'm glad he's gay." Michaela defended.
"You're glad?" Emily asked puzzled.
"Yeah, see I have this friend. And Jerry fits into his taste in men. Perfectly. Actually I have a picture of him." She dug through her purse and pulled out a picture of Bradley.
Emily took the picture and examine it with her smile back on her face. "Oh he looks cute. Jerry has to see him. Jerry come here!" she hollered.
"Are you gonna insult my drinks again woman?" he asked with a fake frown on his face.
"Oh relax, you know how much I love your drinks. But why I wanted here is for this. What do you think about this kid right here." she gave him the photo and pointed at Bradley.
"Oh, he's cute. What's his name?" his gruff Irish voice asked.
"His name is Bradley." Mikaela told him.
"Bradley…that's a nice name. How old is he?" he asked giving the picture back to her. "He will be 23 years old in two months." she replied.
"He's only 22? Wow I'm 35 I don't wanna be a cradle robber here." Jerry told surprised.
"Oh pssh, he loves older men. And your both adults so there's no cradle robbing going on." Mikaela giggled.
"Uh-huh, I see. Well thanks for showing me the pic of your cute friend there." he said pulling out a bottle of whiskey and a few glasses. "Now I have customers waiting." he said then left to tend to the other people's need for Jerry's beer.
"Jerry and Bradley would make such a cute couple together, but he still dating Sam." Mikaela sighed.
"I know what you mean, judging by the looks they would make a perfect couple. You know actually we are trying to get Jerry to move to New York with us and open a Pub over there." Emily said taking another sip of her drink.
"Wait what about here. Would people miss him being here, probably but most of the people around just like him for his beer. He has a friend who knows just how to make them the same as Jerry." Emily replied.
"Oh that would be nice have Jerry live in new York with us." Mikaela agreed.
"Yeah and maybe we can set Bradley and him on a date." Emily suggested.
"Yeah but I don't want him to break up with Sam. Sam can be an ass at times, but he seems to make Bradley happy." Mikaela sighed again taking a sip of her drink.
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"GODDAMNIT! I told you I didn't want fucking MEATLOAF!" Sam roared slamming his plate against the wall. Food splattered everywhere on the wall and floor as the plate broke apart. Hard clay ringing threw the kitchen area.
"But, S-Sam its all we have 'til I get paid." Bradley defended himself his arms up trying to cover his face.
"Who said you can talk back to me huh!" Sam rushed to Bradley and gripped his hand around Bradley's neck, choking him.
Bradley clung to Sam's arm trying to pull his strong grip away from his neck. His eyes turned bloodshot red and teary. "S-stop, P-please Sam." Bradley choked squeezing his eyes shut, pleading for Sam to let go.
Sam squeezed tighter before letting him go. Bradley fell to the floor gasping for air, coughing every time he exhaled.
"I'm gonna tell you again. If I don't want meatloaf, then DAMNIT DON"T MAKE MEATLOAF! DO YOU GOT THAT!" Sam pulled Bradley up by the collar and pushing his back against the counter. Hard.
Bradley shook his head yes. "Good now go clean yourself up. You look filthy." Sam snarled at him.
Bradley closed the bathroom door and turned the sink on. Ice cold water came rushing out. He cupped his hands into a bowl shape and splashed water onto his face still coughing from the death grip Sam had on him. He had tears running down his cheeks and his eyes were still red.
"Two years. Two YEARS Bradley, we've been together and yet you're still stubborn as FUCK! You're gonna learn sometime Bradley that you are MINE and you WILL obey me.
"God I wish Mikaela and Joe were here right now." Bradley thought.
A/n: ok so that's it for this chapter.
I'm sorry if my perspective on Ireland wasn't good.
And as for the abusive scene, It's probably not all that good I apologize for it if you didn't like. I have it in my head it's just hard putting it into words.
So Please Review. I want to hear your thoughts on this.