Zirconium
By Uniasus
~Germanium~
32) Sam should have scanners; it would prevent him from jumping at shadows.
At first he thought Sam had developed a fear of cars, as he would walk around a parking lot to get to him instead through it. And when walking down the sidewalk, he always hugged the right side.
He also thought Sam was afraid of the dark. He always went to well lit places, and even then sometimes he would jump and stare into the space between two buildings before scurrying past. He bought nightlights too, put one by his bed and another in his bathroom and kept his desk light on to light the way between them.
"Sam," he said one day, "if there was another Cybertronian around, or something in the shadows, I would tell you."
"I know," the human ran his thumb over the Autobot symbol on the stirring wheel. "And it's not that I know they can sneak by you or anything."
He winced, for after being debriefed post-Mission City, he knows that Frenzy did. But that has been fixed.
"Humans just have an active imagination Bee, we jump at things that aren't there. "
He opened the glove compartment and Sam retrieved the small case. "What is it?" he asked while already starting to unzip it to reveal the sunglasses inside. "Shades, Bee?"
"They are toned down versions of the goggles N.E.S.T is having made. These just show changes in temperature, but as Cybertronian's give off a lot of heat you'll be able to see for yourself there is nothing in the shadows."
"Kinda bulky," Sam said but he slipped them on. "How do I look?"
"Like James Bond."
Sam laughed, "Yeah right," and took them off to return to the case. "Thanks Bee. And do you think you could get a pair for Mikaela too?"
"Already did."
A/N: Seriously, I already jump at shadows and after what Sam went though I'd leap at them. Also, Google iCHELLS for proof that Cybertronian life is real. Scientist have developed inorganic life!
Anywhos, enjoy. It was written on a kinda of turkey high cuz I was at an early Thanksgiving dinner yesterday (a family friend hosted a foreign intern for the summer, and we couldn't let him leave without experience what's most likely the one true American holiday). We had lots of apple pie, and baked apples (there's a whole extra tray in my fridge), but no sweet potatoes which is sad.
Enjoy life my readers!