"Blues... C... Could I go see my parents? I-I won't transform... I-I just want to drive by the house and watch it for a while." The ex human looked up at the praxian holding her tightly to his frame. In her lap was BlueBlur, asleep and Serpent beside them both. Gold optics glaring harshly at ratchet and the twins across from them, who eyed the DrainDeer nervously.
"No you can't. Not until you've learned to transform, walk and fight."BlueStreak glared at Ratchet, who gave an harsh glare back.
"Give her a break Ratchet! Her entire world just got turned upside-down! The least we can do as Autobot's is let her see her parents."BlueStreak snapped while Ratchet snorted.
"WAR doesn't allow breaks for anyone BlueStreak. She'll need a physical, training and lessons before even being let outside of the base. And encase you've forgotten, she's a femme. EVERYONE is going to be trying to mate or frag with her. Decpeticons included. The only safe place she'll have is on base, that's it."Bronwyn flinched, cowering in the praxian's hold while he tensed and looked away harshly. A servo came up and hide her visible face. Trying to hide the glowing tears sliding down her cheeks as she jerked silently in the door-wingers hold.
Soon she was clicking quietly, the tone soft and broken while Serpent stood and blocked the three's view of the two.
"You would do well to remember that BRONWYN is still a CHILD. A SPARKLING. She does not, and will not have the same mentality as cybertronians. She is a human a spark, and she is only 5 orns old. Sending her on a battle field or even thinking of training her is a suicide death wish."Ratchet snarled back at the sentient deer.
"And if we don't she'll die the moment she steps out of the base or worse. She should at least be able to defend herself."Ratchet countered, eyeing creature.
"If you Autobot's had done as requested THIS wouldn't be happen!"The drain deer snapped harshly at the medic. Everyone was silent, unsure how to counter that while Serpent snorted. Moving for the trembling femme he nudged BlueStreak away and nudged at her. Letting her turn and cling to him before guiding her farther away from the four mecha. BlueBlur, who had woken up when Bronwyn had moved followed after. His tail tucked between his legs before he curled back up in her lap. The teen curling up into the deer who laid down and kept his body to shield her from view. Soft clickes continuing from the three while the four mechs sat quietly, and ashamed.
Blue couldn't help by stare though, Serpants words had hit a cord in his spark that dug up old memories that he'd rather not remember. He knew she was starting to lean away from him, he also knew he'd probably never get her back either.
For the first time ever, he cursed the idea of going to the autobots for help.