The sounds of an alarm clock rang through the room waking Sam out of his slumber. He groaned as he pulled the covers over his head to be greeted by the morning sun. Sam rubbed the sleep put of his eyes before coming in full awareness about the world around him. 'Maybe nothing happened. Maybe that was an earthquake. ' He though trying to calm himself down.
"Oh no, something happened my dear meatsack."
Sam's blood ran cold. It was that voice again, but it was not in his head this time. Sam slowly turn his head to where the voice was coming from.
The being next to him was not human, but a machine. A red and blue floating above him smiling. Sam rested himself against the wall. "Who are you?" He said in fear. 'Why did I say that? It's an it not a who.'
"Well, that's rude. I though you meatsacks where high about manners and so on." The robot said as it pouted and crossed his arms. 'Wait pout. Robots can't pout or make any sort of human expressions. How did it...?'
"I'm not a robot. Robots are mindless slaves to you meatsacks," The being hissed in slight anger before calming itself down and place a smile back on its face. "My name is Optimus Prime, a dream demon from Cybertron and the strongest being to ever live. Pleasures all yours."
'Cocky much.'
"Yeah, that's one of my many traits."
Sam looked at him in confusion. "How did you?..." He asked, but the rest of the question went flat.
"I read your mind, duh. Dream demon, being in someone's mind is basically my thing."
Sam just eyed the smiling demon in front of him in silents. So, are you going to stay in bed all day or?..." Optimus asked as he played with his thumbs.
"How do I know I could trust you?"
"Well, you're still breathing aren't you? If I wanted to kill you I would have done so."
It was silent once again in the room until a loud growl came from Sam's Stomach. Optimus laughed. "Your body's making silly noises. I'm assuming you're hungry, correct?" Sam stayed quiet making Optimus pout again.
"I promise I won't hurt you."
Sam thought for a moment before nervously getting out of bed. Optimus smiled. " See, nothing happened to you." He said before he noticed Sam had rushed out of the room. He crossed him arms. "rude much." He muttered before heard footsteps heading upstairs. Optimus' eyes widen.
"Scrap."