Huge Note: As of 12 September 2015, I'm leaving in the under notes that were already 'ATTACHED' to this story because I have no idea how to alter them without things getting weird. See, Last time this story was updated as 12 Jun 2013. I mean, it was also published in 24 May 2013…SO yeah, It's been awhile gais. I actually liked this story when I was working on it and will hopefully be figuring out how to continue writing it because I remember it brought me great joy while I was injured in tech school. Clearly it's been a while and people are probably wondering if I've died or something… No, I made it to my first duty station. I've even got a deployment under my belt. . . and You gais are probably amazed I'm STILL even in my same career.
Anyways, I'm having to do a LOT of re-reading on this to figure out where I was actually going with it. Because I didn't leave a lot of 'bread-crumbs' like I usually do with certain stories. I don't know what I was thinking about either. Bread-crumbs are important for writers. *sighs* As it is, I distinctly remembering getting questioned about pairing SunnyXViv together. . . I don't THINK I'll do that. . . But then I read the beginning of this chapter and wondered if I was contemplating it. Then you read my earlier author's note and I adamantly state it isn't happening. I still don't think it's happening because it's Sunny gais. *Shrugs* Also, my end-note will explain the altering of the 'contest' I had going on. Because, I need to alter some rules like the only reviews that count are people signed in. Also I wasn't trying to get more reviews or something (as explained below) I was just offering something nice for people who were still reading this.
[BELOW was written sometime in the year of 2013]
Disclaimer: Same as first chapter. Don't own.
Author's Note/Shout-out: Okay, I've gotten a few reviews with some mentions of something in it and I kept saying I'd post up some kind of NOTE on it…. Look, it's not that I don't like it IF IT'S DONE RIGHT. I've seen it done VERY poorly before and I've seen it done rather well too. It's the whole concept of ROBOTxHUMAN thing… I don't WRITE it… I mean, I DO if I try…. But it isn't happening in this story. At least…I was rather UNAWARE of it being planned out… I was sticking with RobotXRobot and HumanXHuman…. Cut and dry.
Now, as for the contest thing… It was pointed out to me by another reviewer that you gais might 'hold off' on reviews to get the 35th reviewer… It wasn't a CRY to get more reviewers… *laughs* It was a way to REWARD my already reviewing reviewers… And might I add that there was a SUDDEN boom in reviewers. I mean… wow… People LIKE this story. *chuckles* I mean, we are at 27 reviews last I checked…that's like 8 more until a winner…and this isn't the last 'contest'.
Also, I can't promise happy endings…if you check out any of my other stories (Not that I NECESSARILY recommend them AT ALL) they tend to be angsty and stuff… I don't think I've ever REALLY written a HAPPY ending… just because life doesn't have happy endings… It has "meh, this will have to do" endings… Seriously. *shrugs* Also, if a CHAPTER has 'mature' content… I will simply WARN you in the above box… So I HOPE people are actually READING this stuff. *shrugs again* Yeah, I shrug a lot…in real life when talking to people. It's more of an acknowledgement to my babbling than anything else. As for the contest…. There is NO RESTRICTION on what can be asked from me… Can't guarantee what will COME OUT of it… But it HAS to be Transformers… So don't be like "oh wow, I won… Write me Kingdom Hearts fic-let"… - -; TF gais~! Thanks much.
Update: So, as for medical things in my life to give you an update. I'm looking at 4-6 weeks more of physical therapy to heal completely… Then it's getting completely cleared and placed back on a team (Should take a week…could take two). Then it will at least 5-6 weeks left of my training before I finally GRADUATE. *chuckles* Not that long gais….I'm doing MUCH better now. Still haven't done anything on my wisdom teeth but they haven't been moving in any more to cause me pain…and the medical people haven't contacted me back yet. *laughs again* I guess I'm in a happier mood, and I'm going to TRY to write this chapter all tonight if possible. Since it's Thursday about to be a Friday….not sure how much I'll get done over the weekend for you gais either… My Transformers muses got into a fight…and like…ran away… because I was negotiating with ANOTHER writer/friend/adopted spark-mother of mine about her muse-children I originally stole for all my story ideas…. I think they went back to her so she could finish her chapter update AS WELL as my fic-let present to me… GAH. I can't wait….I'm also helping my older and adopted spark-sister with her TF:Prime cross-over story (universe crossing) featuring YOURS TRULY…and her….as well as our TF characters we invented so LONG ago… *shrugs* I just help her out and let her bounce her ideas off of me…. I don't think she has the "Robot" side posted on here yet but I think the human one is posted… Anyone interested in checking her WONDERFUL work out…lemme know… I'll let you know who she is…and direct you to some of her amazing TF stories….
Music: GAIS~ I just got new music and am still in the search for some new songs and stuff to listen to so I can write stuff. Song for this chapter will BE 'Daylight' by Maroon Five. I like Maroon Five…sorry.
Chapter Ten Compromise and Promises
"Alright…we need to talk," I said, stopping in front of the golden car in the empty parking lot. Most of the students were off-campus by now, except those who'd be asleep, since it was only just three in the afternoon. I had my hands on my hips as I stared at the car. I vaguely realized if anyone looked out their windows at me, I'd look like a complete idiot. Today I had on a white strap-less sundress with a short sleeve mid-waist denim jacket called a 'halfie' in fashion terminology. It was a faded denim material though and kind of worn. I had on black ankle booties too. Sunstreaker didn't say anything and I knew he was probably ignoring me. He'd followed me all the way back to the campus, even though I'd stopped and hailed a taxi. That had only pissed him off, since he was more than capable of taking me back to the dorm. My hair was hanging down my back, free of any binding. "Bee and Sam don't have the problems we are obviously having…"
"That's because Bee, unlike me, LIKES the organic male," Sunstreaker growled out at me, shifting on his tires in a way that said he was irritated. I felt my eyes narrow as I began glaring at him, but he didn't offer any further comments into that one.
"You are so annoying," I grumbled and still got nothing," FINE!" I threw my hands up in the air, and turned to go.
"Wait," Sunstreaker said and his door swung open," Get in. We need to meet Bee and Sam…" He trailed off and I frowned puzzled," Please?" He added and I blinked before climbing in. I took out my cell-phone even as Sunstreaker's seatbelt clicked in place around me. His door slammed shut and he sped away.
Bee: Sry2bother. Need help w/ Sam. Mik cheated. Huge fight. Not pretty. Please?
I texted back a quick reply that we were on our way and tucked my phone into my jacket pocket again. I wasn't too sure where we were going now, but didn't care. Sam was obviously grieving and I knew heart-break sucked. I glanced at the speed-o-meter but didn't question it. Sunstreaker was an expert driver and I had nothing much else to offer until we reached our destination. Oddly enough it was the parking lot of a restaurant. Sunstreaker's seatbelt slid off me and his door swung open so I could climb out. There was a small crowd waiting around in the parking lot that I didn't understand but I ignored it and made my way through them to him where he was clearly looking stunned and sitting on the curb. I sighed; hands on my hips before plopping down to sit beside him and leaned against him to offer my comfort as much as I could. His head dropped to my shoulder and I wrapped an arm around him to squeeze comfortingly.
"I don't even want to know," I whispered quietly, aware that we were being watched. It didn't surprise me though. "Less I know, less likely I am to get Miles to help me beat the remainder of her life outta her…" He sniffed suddenly and I wrapped my other arm around him, pulling him closer to me so he could actually cry. "Shhh… I know…I know…" I whispered over and over again despite not feeling it all myself. Man, that woman was a witch. I could feel hot tears dripping onto my bare skin and I tried not to pull away from him as I stroked his head comfortingly. "Just let it out…You don't have to be strong in front of me…It only means we're human…" I'm pretty sure I was making a slightly disgusted face at the tears that were dripping down the front of my shirt, but I kept it out of my tone of voice.
"…it hurts," he croaked and I bit my bottom lip with a little sigh.
"Yeah, and it's going to completely suck…Trust me," I told him and quirked an eyebrow upwards. Sam was an overly emotional male…perhaps in this situation he was just like a female…overly attached after the first act of sexual intercourse. "Ah…" That was awkward to even think about. I must've tensed because Sam suddenly pulled free to give me a confused look, despite his teary eyes. I shook my head, and looked away from him to where Sunstreaker was parked by a yellow Camaro with racing stripes. Cool, Bee was still here. "We need ice-cream…" I murmured and glanced at the place we were at. They served ice-cream. I stood up, brushing my dress off. "Stay," I told him firmly when he went to stand up. He looked so helpless, and I felt my breathing hitch before someone brushed lightly against me—tugging my wallet from me. I gasped, because it was a gorgeous male. He had wavy blonde hair that stuck up slightly on the sides almost in a Wolverine manner…but reminded me of Sunstreaker's robot form. His blue eyes met mine and he smirked rather annoyingly as it took me time to figure out. He shook his head as I gasped while he went inside. The guy could've been a model. He had the perfect body with these loose jeans on and this white polo shirt that would've looked goofy on most people but looked…hot on him. What was with advanced alien robots and HOT holo-forms? I sighed and sat back down with Sam who was as confused as I think I was. "Sunstreaker's being nice…I wouldn't question it…" I really wouldn't. I wondered where Bee's holo-form was, but decided maybe Bee was upset over the thing with Mikaela.
"…I must look like a complete mess, hunh?" Sam questioned with a little hiccup and I made a show of looking away with a repulsed face and he laughed. "Hey~ I'm not that bad…." He trailed off, and I knew he was warring with emotions right now.
[End of 2013 Writings—Beginning of 2015 Writings. Note: No real song attached, just me writing for the sake of it.]
"Look. . .I'm here for you, you know that right?" I asked, tone light, as my stare bore into his. He blinked watery eyes before nodding. "Both me and Miles. We're a trio. Remember, the good old times? Hanging out on top of my roof, watching the stars?"
"Yeah," he sniffed loudly, and I was just barely able to keep the grimace off my face. I tried to exude a calming aura of comfort for him. He needed someone for support. That was me. I wouldn't leave him alone, that's for sure.
"Look. When Sunny comes back with ice cream, let's take Bee and go somewhere less public. Somewhere you feel safe. Alright?" I stated and stood up, holding my hands out for him. He grabbed them, pulling himself into a standing position before I tugged him into a hug. My hands made comforting circles against his lower back before I released him a stepped back.
"Here." An irritatingly familiar voice snapped and two milkshakes were being thrusted into my face. I grabbed them just in time that they didn't wind up splattered against the concrete. Sunstreaker's holoform bumped roughly against me, knocking me into Sam, as he headed back to his alt-mode. Sam looked confused and I could only shake my head as I handed one of the cups to Sam. A small sip told me it was cookies and cream.
"Not bad." Then I indicated towards Bee who moved to pull up towards us. "Alright Sam. . . Where do you feel safe?" He climbed into the driver's seat as I moved to the passenger-chair. There was a noise and a smaller robot popped up from the back seat.
"Hey! Name's Wheelie!" It said, red optics glowing from the back seat. I shrieked startled, one hand flying to cover my racing heart. "Whoa!"
"Jesus! Don't do that!" I exclaimed loudly, glaring at it. I'd seen it before though.
"Oooooh, tough love tough love. You remember me?" It asked and I nodded. "That's good, that's good. You going to help my Caretaker?"
I glanced over at Sam who was staring distantly at the road with a frown. He looked like he was having a mental debate about something. I left him to it, returning my attention to the smaller robot in the backseat.
"Well. . . That's the tentative plan," I shrugged as I took a sip of my shake.
"Good good. That other girl was mean. Bout near broke our spark. Don't know how we'll recover from it." Wheelie told me sounding very serious.
"Well, time heals all wounds. It'll be fresh now but over time it'll heal," I pointed out.
"I've heard that a lot. . . Most mean it's true-" Wheelie started but was interrupted by Sam.
"We're going to the Lennox's Ranch. It's a good distance away but. . . You wanted me to be somewhere safe and. . . That's where it'll be," Sam commented with less emotion than I liked.
"Ooooh, that means she's getting clearance!" Wheelie said excitedly. "Ooooh! Secrets secrets secrets! Just wait, your mind will be blown~!"
My eyebrows rose in question but Sam merely shrugged in response. I sat quietly and thought on that, glancing at the rearview mirror to see that Sunstreaker was following us. We were headed back to the campus.
"What-?" I started to ask but Sam cut in.
"Pack enough clothes for a couple of days. Then you're going with Sunstreaker. I need to go handle some things but. . . I will explain. . .well, certain things later," Sam said as the car slowed to a stop outside my dorms. I climbed out, shutting the door gently before walking off. Sam called out after me. "Viv!"
"Yeah?" I asked turning around to look at him. His face held that same old tired look I was starting to recognize in him.
". . . Thanks for earlier." He stated serious. I smiled and shook my head.
"You'd of done the exact same in my position." I told him. He watched me silently for a few seconds before giving a tired grimace as Bee pulled away. Yeah. Recovery was going to be a bitch.
I moved to my dorm room and began shoving things into a red duffle bag I owned. Clothes, hygiene products, etc. In it all went and then out I went to find Sunstreaker's car. I paused beside the driver's side door.
"You want me as a passenger-?" I asked just as his holo-form reappeared. He was now wearing sunglasses but he scowled at me. "Right." I muttered and moved to the other side. I put the dufflebag at my feet before climbing in and buckling up. He made a good show of appearing to drive as he pulled away from the dorms in a screech of tires on asphalt. I was quiet but kept an eye on him.
"Don't call me Sunny," he suddenly snapped and I frowned at him. "Earlier. . . You referred to me as Sunny. That isn't tolerated by even my own kind, and I will not have some pet-name from a human."
". . .fair enough."
He visibly seemed startled and his scowl darkened. "What? No jokes? No arguments? Just going to agree?"
"Well. . . Names can be very important to certain people. So if they don't want nicknames, I can respect that," I said evenly enough, looking back out the window. It was a blur though, because Sunstreaker didn't go slow. Ever.
" . . . Good." He grunted and turned back to the road. I waited a few seconds.
"When did you get a holoform?"
"Pft. As soon as I rejoined the Autobots. Wheeljack and Ratchet thought them best for integrating with the organics we work with," he sneered, trying to sound superior.
I ignored it. "Well, why that?" I questioned, making a gesture towards him.
"Why what?" He sounded confused.
"Look the way you do?"
". . . " He was silent and seemed tenser now than before. "What do you think of it?" There was a weird tone that I couldn't place.
"Um. . . Well, you could definitely be a model that's for sure. Guys would kill to look like you, seriously. The hair? Very nice touch. It suits you, really." I was being honest.
"Good. All our holoforms are meant to carry over certain attributes from our mechanized forms." He was back to sounding smug and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. This guy was absolutely full of himself.
"Well, that answers that. . . Why haven't you used it until now?" I questioned. He looked uncomfortable and shifted slightly with a half-shrug. The gesture was so very human.
"Haven't really had a need too."
"So. . . Why are you using it right now?" Again, he looked even more tense than earlier.
"Because it's a long drive and you're probably going to sleep through most of it anyways," he grumbled. I watched him for a few seconds before laughing. I couldn't help it. He glanced at me baffled.
"Awwww, are you telling me you're concerned? Is that a tough one for you?" I asked, still giggling.
"Shut up!" He snarled and elbowed me roughly. I kept giggling though, hand over my mouth before he huffed in irritation. "Primus, you are annoying. Go to sleep already! Sheesh."
I managed to stop giggling after a while but I was still smiling as I watched blur shapes pass us. Sunstreaker was right though. I did end up falling asleep. Not that I meant to. I woke up startled by the sound of a car door slamming shut and my heart went wild in my chest as I straightened flustered.
We were somewhere in the country that's for sure. There was a large ranch-like structured set-up that seemed vaguely familiar but I couldn't place it. I was alone in the car, well the car was Sunny, but his holoform was gone. I could see a few other vehicles parked around and Sam was outside with- Lennox. I recognized him. He was holding a smaller child against him though.
"We're here," Sunstreaker stated almost boredly through the speakers and I yawned loudly. The passenger-door swung open for me and I climbed out, grabbing my dufflebag to accompany me.
"Captain Lennox, pleasure to see you again," I greeted warmly and shook his hand upon approach.
"Vivian, good to see you looking healthy for a change." Lennox said and the girl offered her arms towards me. "This is Annabelle, my daughter. Sarah's gone grocery shopping but she'll be back soon enough. Wanna come inside for a drink? Water, sweet tea, fresh pot of coffee?"
"Waters fine," I replied and followed him inside. It was cozy indoors. It felt warm, not a temperature but a feeling of family. I followed Lennox to a large kitchen where two mugs were resting against the counter as if just recently discarded. Sam moved to get a plastic cup out to fill with some water to hand me while Lennox fixed a sippy cup for his daughter.
"So, you're going to get a bit of a clearance level because we've discussed it and Sam needs someone closer to his age and not military to relate to. You've been in a similar situation and there was the incident with Skywarp," Lennox spoke up to remind me of the current situation.
"We've been figuring this out before the whole. . . Breakup," Sam said and there was a slight hitch to his voice that didn't go unnoticed. Lennox bumped against him in an overly familiar mannerism with a sympathetic look. "So that just finalized our decision to bring you to the team. . . There was also the issue with Jazz." Now both men looked at me and I felt guilty.
"Look, I'm not going to pretend to understand the why of it but I don't know how that helps anything. I haven't seen him since. . ." And I shrugged helplessly. Sam nodded slowly but he looked like he was contemplating something.
"That's why we want to try something. With your permission of course. It's completely safe," Sam stated and I could see what he was doing. He was keeping himself busy so he wouldn't have to think about Mik. God that must have been horrible and I'd seen it happening. I hadn't even interjected.
"Yeah, I trust you." I replied and Sam's eyes locked with mine. He gave me a grateful smile.
"No time like the presence," Lennox commented wryly. "Might want to take this outside. . . Just in case." My eyes darted nervously to him but he gave me a smile of reassurance. "Cybertronian tech tends to not cooperate in houses. Sarah would kill me."
"Rii-i-ight," I said slowly and plastered a confident smile on my face that I didn't feel. I followed Sam outside where a fee Autobots were suddenly alert. Sunstreaker still sat in his alt-mode but Bee was up as was- "Optimus Prime, didn't expect to ever see you again." I hadn't. He was their leader but I was starting to suspect that Sam was a lot more important than he was letting on.
"Vivian, It is a comfort to see you well." The regal voice spoke, making my name sound important.
"Of course," I replied, smile slipping off my face. I glanced over at Sam who was looking at Optimus.
"Optimus, I'd like to try something. May I have the matrix?" He asked, and I watched as this weird object gathered together. It was metallic with openings but each end was pointed in an opposite direction. So it made a curved S-shape. Then it seemed to float from Optimus to Sam who cradled in it his hands. He turned to me, offering it.
"I'm not going to like. . . Break it or something?" I asked and Sam chuckled.
"No, just try to hold it." Then he tossed it to me. I reflectively grabbed for it only to have it turn to sand on me. My look of horror sent Sam into a fit of laughter.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I didn't -it just!" I babbled and Sam tried to be serious.
"Viv! It's fine!" He stated suddenly, waving a hand at me. I crouched beside the pile of sand poking at it. He knelt beside me, reaching for it and his hand brushed mine-
My surroundings changed rapidly, falling away to a strange. . . Metal wasteland. It was freezing. My breath formed clouds that took forever to fade away. Frost was forming on my clothes and in my hair. I looked around and I heard ice cracking as I stood up slowly from my kneeled position.
"Hello?" I called out, my voice sounding distorted by my surroundings. There were strange metal structures that could have been buildings of some sort but now laid in ruins. I swallowed nervously, turning in a small semi-circle, looking for a viable direction to head. I could hear strange noises shrieking but I couldn't pinpoint a location for it.
I shivered, wrapping my arms around myself as I began to walk in a random direction. I could feel subtle vibrations in the ground but I wasn't sure what they were emitting from. I felt like something was watching me. Something dark and sinister. I walked faster before breaking out into a run.
There was the sound of a loud metallic shrieking and something heavy slammed into the ground. I dashed into a smaller corner and suddenly claws scratching at the opening trying to tear it apart. I backed away as far as I could until suddenly a loud click sounded. The ground fell away under me but I didn't hit the ground.
Something caught me. Something evil. A very evil presence that shook me to my very core. Every fiber of my being screamed that I get away now.
A sinister chuckling started and surrounded me. Rolling through me. It got louder and kept growing until it became painful. I clapped my hands over my ears but it did no good. The sound was inside me.
"Well well. . . This is delightful." A voice whispered in my mind. It was the only way I could describe it. "You think you can save him? Take him from me? Megatron is but an idle puppet. . . A pathetic tool. . . You? You will deliver unto me. You are nothing more than a pawn. . ."
-I moved my hand back and blinked as the object reformed for Sam. He stood up, turning to Optimus to offer it over and I knew they were talking but I was thinking. I stood up and frowned down at my feet. The ground had frost on it.
"What's. . . That?" Sam murmured moving back to watch as the frost melted in the heat. I was slowly warming up though and gave a shrug, managing to look bewildered. Sam must've bought it because he rubbed the back of his head.
"Sorry that didn't work out," I felt compelled to tell him. He smiled and shook his head.
"Nah, its okay," he told me. I glanced over at Optimus.
"It really is nice to see you again. I'm sure you're a busy person," I stated.
"Indeed" was the response. I took that as a dismissal and went inside to get my glass of water.
"Anything?" Lennox asked from the living room. I shook my head before realizing he couldn't see me.
"No. Sorry," I spoke up so he could hear me.
"Eh, worth a try just to see if anything could happen," he sounded disinterested. I picked up my duffle bag from earlier. "Oh yeah. Guest room you're staying in is down the hall third door on the left. It's the very last room. We have two bathrooms. One in my room and the other is the first door on the right. Sam's staying in the second room on the right. Just so you know."
"Ah. . . Thanks," I replied, heading down the hallway. I pushed the bathroom door open to peek inside before finding the room indicated for me. It was nice. There was a queen sized bed made of cherry-wood and a matching dresser with an armoire. There was even a closet. The quilt was a patchwork of assorted patterns but it looked homey, like it was hand-made. There were two plump pillows and I felt them, noting they were stuffed with down.
I closed the door, dropping my dufflebag as I flopped down on the top cover. I closed my eyes, drifting to sleep.
Jazz gave me a friendly wave from a distance away, leaning against the only existing tree in this field. I headed over, crossing my arms under my chest.
"Long time no see, how you holding up?" I asked him, reaching up to press a hand to his leg plate.
"Still here. . . Haven't completely lost it. . . Getting lonely." He commented.
"Jazz?"
"Hm"
"Why do you think I can see you and not someone else?" I inquired. He shifted, giving it serious thought.
". . . Well, Viv. . . Maybe it's because you're the right person for the job." He offered up as if that made all the sense in the world. "Maybe there isn't a specific reason for it being you persay. Maybe it's fate. Primus picked you for a reason."
"Primus?"
"Our creator. . .not to be confused with Unicron. . . The destroyer." He tipped his head to the side to give me a sympathetic look. I felt a chill settle down my spine. "But you already know that. . . Don't you? Viv. . . You should tell Sam. Trust him."
"I. . .I don't know what to believe. I've never met you before all this and yet I see you. How's that possible?"
". . . Like I said Viv, maybe you're just circumstance. . .and maybe you were hand-picked for the job. They need me Vivian and somehow you're the key to getting me out of here." Jazz said seriously and one of his clawed digits gently brushed through my hair. "Keep faith in yourself. You'll make the right decisions but. . . Could we kinda move up the pace of things? I'd really like to get back into the world."
I laughed and nodded. "Yeah. . . I'll see what I can manage." I stated and rolled my eyes. Jazz chuckled quietly but he seemed at peace. I really did hope we could get him out of here. He seemed like a pretty cool guy.
End Note: Jeez. This story starts off REALLY lame. . . And has some really terrible moments in it that just make me cringe so hard. But enough about that.
How about this contest yeah?
New stipulations since I know I have like 33 reviews on this bad boy. I'll be taking the reviews from 35-45 and through random-generator will pick my winner.
Winner- you get one Transformers One-shot/scene/whatever of your choice. Written by me. It may even become a part of this story. Depends on what it is. I wish you the best of luck! All of you! I'm doing this to be nice. NOT TO GET REVIEWS.
Reviews are nice. But writing is where it's at. But reviews do help propel a writer forward,esp through a slump. I'm sure many of you have been that way.
Also, I'm really sorry for abandoning this story. It had potential for character build in it. And I think I know a few things I was going for with it. . .
And I'll probably add a few more spins to it as I move along. Since I'm older and I'm a different writer than I was back then. I don't have a lot of free time now to write as I did back then. What with my career and everything. Super sorry.
I may try to invent some kind of posting schedule to keep to but that might be one chapter a month or something unless I suddenly get a bunch written.
Thank you to everyone who stuck with this story and to all the new readers. I'll try to personally reply to every review but I may not thank you in the chapter for faving/following. . . Just know I love each and every one of you special awesome peeps!
Poll: I MADE A POLL! *feels proud of self* Originally I was just going to have people tell me in reviews but GAIS! I made a poll for this story. It's on my profile!
Do you want Vivian Summers to be with Miles or end up with Sunstreaker?
I started this fiction figuring she'd be with Miles because it made sense but I've read into some reviews and private messages that . . . Have me contemplating taking this another direction. I haven't seriously decided though because. . . Come on guys, Its Sunstreaker. You'd have better PLAUSIBLE luck on another robot-any OTHER Autobot winding up with a human-organic than Sunstreaker.
But I'm curious so let me know. *nervous laughter*