As soon as the words leave my mouth, chaos insued. Immediately everyone began to say things like 'She's a traitor' or 'She can't be trusted' Every word basically saying I can't be trusted as an Autobot, making my spark hum painfully.
"Enough!" Optimus commands, and instantly everyone goes quiet.
"How long have you known?" He asks.
"A deca-cyle or longer." I say hiding my emotions skillfully.
"Why have you not told us?" He asks patiently.
"To avoid accusations such as the ones I have just heard." I say
At that moment an unfamiliar mech steps up.
"She's a con she can't be trusted!" The mech snarls.
Then more shouts explode from the crowd, looking over to the twins, my spark breaks at what I see. Both are looking at me with hard expressions, noticing my glance the look away from me. Not once do they try to defend me, they just let the other accuse me of things I would NEVER do. Tears begin to gather in my optics, but luckily they are hidden by my visor, while my sadden face in covered by my mask.
"ENOUGH!" I hear a familiar voice snarl.
Looking over I see Jazz shoving himself through the crowd, he comes over to me and wraps his arms around my shoulders the best he can.
When the crowd begins to demand why he is sticking up for me he glares heatedly at them, making them shut up.
"This was the exact reason why she didn't want to tell you!" He snarls without his accent, surprising everyone, including me.
He snaps his helm over to the twins.
"I'm disappointed in you two, of all the bots to stand up for her I thought it would be YOU." And with that he turns to me.
"Let's go sis." He says softly.
I nod, before transforming own into my alt-mode, he follows suit, then begins to lead me back t base, leaving everyone behind.
Once at the base, Jazz followed me to my quarters, where he began to comfort my distressed self.
"It's ah right, don't listen to dem slaggers." He says softly.
I choke out a sob, the first time I've ever cried in a while, much less sobbed. After 10 minutes of crying into my brother's arms, I finally managed to calm myself down.
"Thank you Jazz, I needed that." I say sadly.
He nods, before he snaps his helm toward the door when a knock echoes across the room. Jazz gets up and stalks towards the door, opening it I watch as his frame tense with anger.
"We came here to apologize." A familiar voice says.
"Ah don't want you two slaggers anywhere near my sis EVER!" Jazz snarls.
"Jazz let me hear them out." I say.
Walking up towards the door, I watch as the twins jolt in surprise seeing my energon stained cheeks.
"What?" I snap.
I watch as the get hurt looks across their faces.
"Night-wave we're sorry, we should have stuck up for you, and we shouldn't have been angry with you." Sides says.
I say nothing my face hard.
"Please forgive us, we'll make it up to you, we don't know how but we will." Sunstreaker pleads.
"I forgive you." I sigh.
"I should have told you to begin with." I say.
The twins get happy smiles on their faces.
"Screw it up mechs, I'll rip yer interface ports off and shove dem down yer throats." Jazz snarl threateningly.
They nod.
"Good, now I leave ya to yer selves." Jazz says walking out the door.
Opening my door wider, I motion for the twins to walk in, doing so I watch as they sit down on the couch next to the wall, while I walk over and sit on my berth.
"I guess we shouldn't have been so surprised…" Sides say with a nervous chuckle.
"And why is that?" I question.
"Because you take after him quite a bit, from your harmonic monotone voice, to the way you hold your frame." Sides says.
At that moment the bond I share with my creator opens.
:::::::Soundwave: Suggests you wash your protoform off with help. Reasoning: Dirt and other grim could get into the cuts and make infection worse, I will not have my creation becoming ill.:::::::Soundwave
I tense up surprised at the sudden opening.
:::::Alright.::::Night-wave
"What is it?" Sides asks.
I let out a sigh.
"My creator wants me to wash my protoform off…. With help." I say
"Soundwave?" Sides asks
"No, Unicron, of course Soundwave." I say sarcastically.
"Why?" Sunny asks.
"Aparently when my wings were chopped off, I developed a severe infection, had Soundwave not found it, I probably would have offlined." I say.
I watch as they stiffen.
"You mean to tell us, that you could have died?" Sunny demands.
"Yeah, I did say that." I say with an optic ridge raised.
"Wow Soundwave does care." Sides says.
I make a sideways glance at him.
"Well he is my CREATOR, so it would make since if he did." I say
They chuckle nervously, I get up from my spot on my berth and walk towards the washing racks I have inside my room. Not hearing them follow I turn my helm towards them.
"You two coming or not?" I ask.
"Y…you want us to help you?!" They yelp.
I shrug.
"Well I could just go ask a random bot to help me wash my protoform." I say sarcastically getting growls from the twins.
"OR I could get help from the mechs that are courting me." I say with a smirk.
"Aren't you the least bit nervous?!" Sides asks.
"No, you act like you haven't seen a femme in her protoform. And don't say you haven't I know very well you have." I say sending a pointed glare towards them, making them smile nervously at me.
They get up from their spot on my couch and follow after me, once in the wash racks, I begin to remove my armor, the twins standing to the side nervously, making me send and annoyed glare at them.
"It's not like were about to fragging interface mechs! I just need help washing my protoform off, because apparently my father thinks I need help with it." I say with a glare.
"Then why doesn't he help you?" Sides asks nervously.
Sunny and I send him 'Are you serious' looks, making him rub his helm nervously.
"Right your creator is Soundwave, a con." Sides says more to himself.
Once I'm strip bare of my armor, I turn the water on, letting the water fall onto my frame. Looking over to the twins I see them staring at me.
"Are you two going to stand there like bumps on a log or are you going to help me?" I say
They jolt into awareness, before chuckling nervously then walking over to me.
"I would have figured after all the femmes you've interfaced with you would be nervous seeing me in protoform." I say sarcastically.
"Yeah well we weren't planning to get serious with any of them, we don't want to make the wrong move and scare you off." Sunstreaker speaks up.
"Trust me you two couldn't scare me if you tried." I say back to them with a smirk.
"Now, help me wash my shoulder bolts, or I'll kick you two out." I command.
They nod before walking over behind my frame; I hear them take loud intakes of air.
"How bad is it?" I question.
"Remind me to make sure Shockwave dies slowly and painfully." Sunny growls threateningly.
"How bad is it?" I repeat.
"Bad Nights, really bad, the cuts go down to the middle of your spinal strut, the infection makes it look even worse." Sides says
I flinch when one of them put a servo on my shoulders, making them jolt back.
"We didn't hurt you did we?" They ask.
"No, it's just a little sore, ignore me; it will hurt no matter what you do. It needs to be clean, even if I am screaming a kicking, I need you two to continue cleaning the cuts." I say
Turning my helm towards them I see them nod. Leaning against the wall, the twins begin to clean off my shoulders and back, surprisingly I feel no pain. Once they are done washing my shoulders, they get a little courage and begin to move over to the rest of my protoform. I feel Sides strace a digit over the glowing design on my protoform.
"I always thought it was your armor." Sides says.
"Nope, it was my protoform." I say nonchalant.
"How are you not nervous?" Sunstreaker asks.
Getting a smirk on my face, I turn towards them. I slowly begin to stalk closure towards them, making them back into the opposite wall, forcing them down to my level I cage them in.
"Should I be nervous?" I ask seductively, making their frames shiver.
I smirk at my effects on them.
"Though I guess you two do have a reason for being nervous." I smirk.
They look at me confused until I slam my lips onto Sunny's lips, then Sides.
"Your MINE, and just so you know if ANY other femme, Bot or Con mess with you, let'sjust say no one will see them again EVER." I say possessively before stalking away.
Putting my armor on, I look over to the twins, whom have goofy smiles on their faces.
"You two are so adorable sometimes." I say smacking them lightly on their helms.
Still in the spots I caged them at, I kiss them each on the lips this time more softly. I pull away, I let my golden optics meet with their blue ones, before I smile softly.
"I'm glad that I met you two, you are the best things to happen to me. If I were to lose you I would go insane, and I mean that, I have wanted to tell you this for a while now…..I love you"
Damn Blood/Nights just laid the claim on them! XD We all know who's wearing the 'pants' in the relationship *Wink* Anyways hope you enjoyed the chapter, have a wonderful Fourth of July, and I will see you all later.