The nanites were tingling in his substitute for veins. They had been repairing him for quite a while now, and it was starting to pay off.
He realized this as a voice rang in his processors.
Transformation ability: Back online
He knew he should have not done it; he should've stayed on his alt mode to the end of his days, because that was what he had planned for himself. But he couldn't help it. He wanted to get back on his feet, he wanted to remember what it felt like to stand tall and move around like a free 'con.
Ever so slowly he vented out some hot air and began transforming. It was slow at first, as if he was trying to be careful or didn't quite remember how it all worked. His joints were creaking with the rust of the years and his right servo got stuck for a while but it was all worth it. He stood up and vented again. Some steam blew out through his seams but damn if it didn't feel good to stretch a little. Cables and wirings that had been knotted for too long got straightened, his joints clicked as he moved them around. He felt good. He felt alive.
It had been too long.
The former Decepticon was shocked when his life sensors picked up a heart beat getting closer. For a giant transforming robot from outer space he sure was a coward. He panicked and got back to his alt form faster than he had thought would be possible at his current state of being.
It was a male human that he had never seen before. That was odd. Usually the organics came in groups, with the exception of his favorite little human. This lanky organic that seemed to consist only of long limbs was walking straight toward him. The former Decepticon let out a low growl that didn't quite reach the human's hearing range. He had so hoped the signal would belong to the tiny female. He would have loved to show her what he truly was. What would she say? How would she react? Oh, he should have to show himself to her now, she would be so surprised. And maybe even pleased. After all, now she could have someone to talk to, she would know she was talking to someone.
But that would have to wait. Now there was this organic male whose hormonal levels were spiked and his heart was beating with excitement. Damn organics.
"Wow", the human said as he got closer. "So you are the one she was talking about. You sure are a piece of crap."
Oh really? He had to fight the urge to get the organic and squeeze him until he took those words back.
"But let's see what's under the hood…"
Oh no he wouldn't. He would not let some random organic open his hood and stare at his insides. There was only one human that he would ever allow to do that and that had been an accident as well. A lucky accident since the nanites were working freely now, but accident all the same.
The puny little human tried to open up his scowl. He really did. The Decepticon could see him tremble as he tried to force the hood up. It was rather hilarious really, to see him try and fail. Trying one more time, with all his strength now, the human managed somehow to trip on his own feet and fall to the ground.
He couldn't but laugh at that. His car frame started shaking a bit and the human was staring at him with a small hint of fear in his eyes.
"What the heck…" the human muttered.
Maybe he should frighten the flesh bag even more. To threaten to ride over him. To make sure he would never come back to the little sanctuary that the Decepticon dwelled in. He was just about to, when he sensed another organic approaching.
Those small steps he could recognize from anywhere. There was only one organic that moved like that. And the Decepticon felt this spark run cold. The male organic, he would have to get him out of there. If he would do anything to the small female, he would personally –
"Max? Is that you?" rang out the soft voice of the female.
"Yeah, I'm over here", the male answered.
The human female came into the view of the male. The Decepticon could feel the male's heart beat faster. What was going on?
"You didn't have to wait too long, did you?" the female asked.
"Oh no, no. I just got here myself… Emma."
The male human sounded all strained as he said the female's designation – Emma, he thought and saved to his memory – and his facial bloodstream seemed to increase, coloring his cheeks red. The Decepticon followed with interest, trying to understand what this newcomer was doing in there.
"So…" Emma said awkwardly. "Did you take a peek already?"
"I tried", the male said rubbing his head. "Didn't get the hood open though."
"Huh? That's weird."
The female – Emma, he reminded himself – walked past the other organic and came to stand next to him, the old car. Her hands came to rest on his hood and he felt the warmth of them seeping through the cold metal. Her fingers started playing with the old painting on his hood and he had to stop himself from purring out of satisfaction.
Then she yanked him open without a warning. He couldn't help but let out a small whine but neither of the humans seemed to notice.
"Amazing", the male said looking astounded.
Emma was smiling. Then she actually looked at him, at his insides.
"That's weird…" she muttered.
"What is?"
"I could have sworn this was in worse condition when I last saw it."
"Maybe it's the light?" the male suggested.
"Yeah… maybe you're right…"
Thank Primus for the dumbness of the human nature. Emma looked suspicious but the male could not care less. At least they had that feeling in common. The Decepticon had only spent a couple of minutes with this new organic, and it was enough. A part of his irritation came from the fact that he was now openly staring at his insides, which was a privilege the former warrior would have not given so freely. The other reason was the fact that he was standing way too close to the female now. He wanted the male to leave him and his little human alone. They had gotten along just fine before, when it had only been him and the… Emma. They did not need other organics to scrap everything up.
"So", Emma said softly. "What did you want to talk to me about earlier today?"
The male's hormonal levels spiked again and the Decepticon had a bad feeling about this. The male started stuttering, his heart was beating faster and faster and he had started to perspire in a disgustingly fast manner. Oh, and his face was red again.
"Um… It was nothing really", he said, not looking at the female.
"Uh-huh", Emma said, crossing her arms.
"I mean really. I… uh… well…"
Emma took a step closer and put her hand against his shoulder.
"It's okay" she said silently. "Whatever it is, you can tell me. I won't laugh at you. You are my friend."
"Woah", the male said with a lopsided smile that didn't look that convincing. "Way to friendzone a guy. Yeah… Well I was just going to ask you out. On a date. With me, that is. If that's okay with you."
The Decepticon noted with growing worry that Emma's body temperature was on the rise. Now her heartbeat had started to accelerate as well.
"Do you mean that?" she asked almost inaudibly.
"Yeah", the other organic mumbled scraping at his head.
"I… I mean… No-one has ever… I'm not sure, if…"
"Oh, no stress", the boy said quickly, lifting his hands up. "I mean, I don't really have any experience in these things either, so… No, that didn't sound too good now did it? Um…"
The female was laughing now. It was a small giggle, a sound the Decepticon had never heard her make. And it didn't make him too happy.
"Come on", the male said. "Let's sit in this piece of crap of a car."
Emma punched him much to the Decepticon's delight. Not hard though, but she did punch him.
"If you are going to get into him, you better be respectful!" She said with a playful tone.
"Sure, sure. I'll be nice to your… beautiful car."
"Thank you Mr. Sarcastic."
"You're welcome."
As the female sat on his driver's seat he couldn't help but feel empty. It wasn't like what it had been before, when she had come to the factory alone. The male sat on the passenger seat, talking like he didn't know how to shut up. The former Decepticon hated this human. Hated him with gusto. And he wanted him out of him.
"Have you thought about renovating this thing?" the male asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean if you want to get something done before you even know how to work with the motors, you could always start with like… buffing your baby out, hone the rust off and give him a paintjob. You could at least get him shining, you know."
Okay, maybe he had judged the human wrong. He had known him only for what… fifteen minutes now. The Decepticon did like the idea of getting his exterior looks polished a bit. After all, there was a painted picture of human genitalia on his side now.
That was when the human male leaned closer to the girl, saying something so softly he couldn't hear it. Emma started blushing and stammering when the male shut her up with his lips.
Well. This was awkward. And he really couldn't get away from them either. Oh dear Primus, now they were making disgusting smacking sounds with their mouths. This wasn't his little female, she wasn't like this. She was all shy and guarded, not like… like… Oh dear Primus, what was that? All of this was the male's fault.
Frustrated with the organics in him he shook the passenger seat making the male human lose his balance. The Decepticon followed with dark amusement as he got back up and looked around astounded.
"What the Hell was that?" he asked.
The girl got out of the car quickly, blushing furiously.
"I… um… I think… uhm… I should probably go", she said with a weak voice. Then she turned around and run.
Oh, he had known it. His little organic would never want a lanky male like that to connect his lips with her. He felt satisfaction noticing the male look confused and even a bit angry.
"What the Hell", he repeated and smacked the dashboard.
The Decepticon was tired of this measly little human. He had no right to walk into his hiding place and act like he owned the place, trying to look at his engines and steal his human. It was time to show him what he was dealing with. He dashed the seat the human was sitting on, making the male hit his head against his dashboard. The male let out a pitiful groan.
The human tried to get out of him, but the Decepticon wouldn't let him. As the male organic tried to graps at the door handle, he snaked his seatbelts around the human's skinny waist and pulled him back on the seat. The door slammed close and he was left at his mercy.
"Wow, wow, wow", the human said, slowly turning pale. "What just happened?"
The Decepticon chuckled darkly, but only static noise escaped his vocal processors. That seemed to freak the human out though, so he couldn't complain.
"Um… Emma? If this is your idea of fun, I'm not really into it…" he whined. The Decepticon tightened his hold against him blocking the boy's airway for a moment until he let go a bit.
"Shit", the male said weakly.
The Decepticon roared his engines, making his whole frame shake with power. The poor little human was wailing now.
"Oh God, please let me out of here!" he cried. "I don't want to die in a car out of Stephen King's book!"
Ready to oblige he threw the boy out of him and roared his engines again. The male tried to get up but fell down as his feet didn't seem to listen to his commands.
The Decepticon remained in his alt form. It was just too fun. He was sure the organic was going to wet his pants at any moment now. He sped up towards him, making the boy cry in terror and run out of the factory as fast as he could.
He was very pleased with himself. He doubted he would be seeing the organic ever again.