The Galaxy's Biggest Titans Fan
"So how do I look?" Raptor said; a grin spreading from audio-to-audio. She turned around slowly like a human model, so that Prime could admire each and every inch of her fuselage. The rising sun over Yellowstone's lake; created strange patterns along the femme's chassis.
Prime was so shocked; he honestly didn't know what to say! He knew that the femme and some of her daughters gathered around her wide screen and watched certain NFL games together. Rumors of their loud yells and shouts disturbing the housing complex had been snickered about amongst the Cybertronian ranks. It was even rumored that the Earth Mech Commander had been seen, in a very inebriated state, play dog fighting with Jacket in celebration of certain wins. And her temper after her team suffered a loss – was already legendary in the Earth Mech ranks.
Yes, he knew she was a football fan, through-and-through; but that knowledge had in no way prepared him for what the Seeker had just done. Staring at her grinning face, Prime had to hold back his urge to break out into hysterical laughter, as he tried to keep a serious face while looking at her Blue and Gray façade – with a big Titans' symbol in the center of her helm. She had used her holographic projectors to completely change her entire paintjob. The Seeker was almost unrecognizable with the bright team colors. She had even covered her Mech insignias – now replaced with Titans' symbols.
"Well, I guess that no one will wonder who you're supporting;" he said. Tactfully, he had avoided her actual question, and yet, still managed to satisfy her with his answer. Willing himself to maintain a complete poker face, he stood up and nodded at her to transform. He'd have plenty of time to joke about this one with Scavenger back on Cybertron!
She grinned, transforming to give them a lift to the stadium. "Nope! And we'll be sitting right next to the team, with those tickets you got us!" By the tone of her voice, she was completely thrilled. She didn't seem to care in the least what humans or mechs would think.
Optimus rolled his optics as he settled himself over her top line. He just hoped he could maintain a straight face while he sat next to the crazed fan; since he knew that cameras would be focused on the two top level Mech Commanders. The news reports that followed should be very entertaining to say the least. He cringed a little bit when he thought about the jokes and comments that the more creative Cybertronians would come up with.
As they came out of warp phase, the roar of the 65,000 human fans, drowned out Raptor's muffled engines. As the Seeker made a slow vertical descent toward the side of the field, the humans noticed her 'paint job'. The roar went up in volume, an equal mix of cheers and boos – as the crazed human fans responded to her obvious support of the Titans.
Settling themselves cross-legged on the ground, Raptor grinned at her mech friend. "This is such a good seat!" she declared. For the painted sideline was merely fifteen feet from the tips of her thrusters.
Several news crews trotted over to the pair, each one wanting to get the scoop on the first time that mechs had attended an NFL game. Not to mention, the pair being the highest ranking of the mechs! The fact that the Earth Mech Commander had painted herself up like a crazed human fan, made the coming stories, even better! Many of the reporters and editors were already thinking of catchy titles for the stories. This would be even bigger news than who actually won!
"So, I'm guessing that you are hoping to see a Titan's win today?" one reporter asked as she looked up at the painted up Seeker. Her camera man panning to get a full panorama of the metal 'crazed fan'.
"If they make it to the Super Bowl, will you attend?" another asked. His neck was aching just trying to look the Seeker in her face. He'd never been this close to actual Transformers, and these two were some of the taller ones. He'd just never realized just how big this robots were!
"And who are you betting on?" yet another one asked, this time to Prime. It would be a hell of a story if these two were actually rooting for opposite teams, now wouldn't it?
The mechs answered the questions, knowing they'd end as soon as the teams' came out onto the field.
The music began, the announcer coming over the loud speaker, introducing the teams and players. All the news crews turned their cameras away from the pair; though the cameramen knew to keep an eye on them for any possible footage to get during the game.
It was like having the president attending a game, you wanted to get good footage of their reactions to the plays. Sometimes it was better than the plays themselves!
Raptor added her voice to the thousands, yelling her support of her team. Prime just clapped, glancing sideways at his friend in amusement. He was growing to like her more-and-more, but he'd have to consider giving his ticket to Yellow Jacket for the next game. That Seeker would more than appreciate her mother's enthusiasm to support her team – she'd probably join in!
As her favorite team lined up near them, many of the players turned and gave thumbs up signs to Seeker. Tapping their teammates and motioning them to look at the big metal fan. Even the coach waved his approval to her. Raptor was completely thrilled that they had even noticed her. Her crimson optics gleamed like a human child in a candy store!
The game went on, and eventually, Raptor's team won by a mere field goal. As the players dumped the water cooler on the coach, a few of the them came over to Raptor. She bent down, as the big men whispered something in her audios, her grin got bigger and bigger, she nodded eagerly to them. Prime looked at the group, concern growing within his Meta as to what kind of stunt the football players had conned their big fan into. She was nutty enough to do almost anything to show her support of her team.
The players cleared an area in front of the Seeker, and she transformed. Helping each other onto her top line and wings, the entire football team got on top of the jet. Slowly and carefully, Raptor lifted vertically off the ground. Staying just fifteen feet above the turf, she flew the celebrating team around the field.
They stopped in the center, the Quarterback standing up with a microphone, "I'd like to thank our biggest fan, Raptor – for giving us a lift. Hope to see you at the Super Bowl!"
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As Raptor flew Optimus back to Earth Command, Prime patted his elated friend on her wing. The date Alexis had set up for them had been perfect, but Prime still had one more surprise for the Seeker.
Water Works
Striding into their quarters, Raptor opened her port side bay and pulled out her bag of Yellowstone souvenirs. Tossing it on the table, she went to the couch and sank down into the dense foam. She watched Prime walk by, giving him her warmest smile as she nonchalantly put her thrusters up on the low table in front of the wide screen.
Before she had turned the TV on, the sound of running water caught her attention. Pinpointing the sound as coming from her room, she grumbled, figuring there was some kind of leak. She contemplated hollering at her room mate to check it out, but he had already disappeared into his room. Swinging her legs off of the table, she grunted in disgust as she stood up and went to her room to find out what needed to be fixed.
As she opened the door, her mouth fell open in total surprise! The source of the water sound was blatantly obvious! For her entire room had been reorganized, making room for a beautiful artistic fountain in the corner. Its small stream of drips running over a kaleidoscope of colored marbles, which were arranged to create a scene of the Earth's sun and a rainbow; this was backlit to throw the scene onto the opposite wall.
She felt arms surround her waist from behind, as her room mate put his chin on the top of her helm. "I hope you don't mind that I had some redecorating done while we were gone?" he asked her.
Grabbing his hands with her own, she leaned into his embrace. Still not believing all that he had done on their 'First Date'; for either he was psychic – or he'd gotten one of her close friends – to advise him on everything. Either way, the mech had gotten everything so damned perfect – she'd have a hard time topping it.
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