I honestly tried with this chapter but my muses Just don't want to humor me with a longer chapter this time... but then this is why I said that it is a drabble fic... Disclaimer is the same as always. thank you for your patronage.
Chapter 11: Specter
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"Why would I look up porn on your computer?" Rodimus glared up at her from her desk where she had unceremoniously dumped the mech.
"Why wouldn't you?"
"Like I would even want to think about what you humans consider cybertronian porn."
Jordan threw her hands in the air. "I don't know why I'm even bothered by this. I mean come on why would I even assume that sentient mechs have even the slightest idea what sex is."
"Excuse me. I know you did not just go there." Rodimus jabbed a finger at her.
"Aw did I insult you Tiny?"
The mech growled. "My spike is bigger than your leg."
"Not right now."
"ARRGH!"
Jordan smirked as he snarled in cybertronian, most likely cursing her out as he stomped across her desk. She leaned back in her chair as he continued his ranting. She finished shutting down her computer. "Are you done?"
"Hmph."
Jordan poked the little bot in the side before tickling the metal, making him squirm as he shied away from her. "S-stop it!" he cried.
"I'm surprised you're ticklish."
Rodimus glared as he clambered onto her monitor."You better take it to your grave."
"Oh so serious for someone who was looking up porn on my computer..."
"Was not!"
Jordan laughed as he pouted.
"Jordan..." Roddy whined.
"Oh please stop pouting." Rodimus slapped her prodding finger away. She chuckled once before pausing as something caught her eye in the reflection of the monitor. She frowned before turning around to stare at the empty room. "Hm?"
"You okay?"
"Uh..." Jordan glanced back at the mech. "Yeah."
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Jordan couldn't sleep that night, and after having spent over three hours staring at her ceiling she crawled out of her bed. She passed by the open door to Tyson's old room where the sounds of some random video game that Rodimus was playing.
She froze in the downstairs hallway as she noticed a light reflecting on the wall opposite of the fridge. "Rodimus? Hello?" she called as she reached the kitchen doorway. "Roddy?"
The kitchen was devoid of life, the door to the refrigerator was wide open. Nothing was out of place save for an empty bottle of powerade that was lying on the floor. She glared at the offending container before picking it up and closing the fridge. She turned around only bump into a hard yet warm frame. Jordan yelped as she stumbled back, blinking at the purple biolight lit form before her as it loomed.
"Wha- who?" Jordan frowned before the figure took a step forward and promptly vanished. "What the hell?"
