This is a TFA Fanfic, btw. Entirely based around my Shatterpoint AU (where the story continues after the events of TFA season 3 with my OCs with a new species added.) and this story centers around the eventual romantic relationship between Blitzwing and my OC Cecile.

If you want to understand part of what's going on, do watch "The Trials of Megatron" – it's on Youtube! And it explains the basis of this AU, with the exception of the Original species. But in short, Megatron is trapped in a prison in Lake Eerie, Shockwave, Lugnut, the two Starscream clones, and Blitzwing died but then were resurrected by unknown means.

You shall all soon see though!

One last bit! In this fic, the way I write Blitzwing is how a person with Otherwise Specified Dissociative Disorder refers to themselves and how it all works. I am a person with this mental disorder, so I am familiar with it. Do not go in my comments/review box and harass me about it.

So, Blitzwing is the system name and when I refer to them, I use they/them pronouns because I am talking about all three of them. And when I specify an alter (Icy/Lucius, Hothead/Heinrich, Random/Raine) I use he/him pronouns for each of them individually.

Blitzwing is a huge comfort character for me, so let me write them the way I write them. /gen

Anyways, without further ado!

CONTENT WARNING – ATTEMPT AT SUICIDE (skip to the next section if triggering)

Cecile Rousseau. That was the name of a young, blind, woman from France who moved to America as a child of just age 14.

And she was a musician; a composer and a singer. 'A child protégé of music' her mother would have often said. But that was many years ago. And she was no longer in Paris and was in Detroit – the city her mother was tremendously adored with all her heart.

Detroit? It was quite the spectacle. Ever since the arrival of giant robots two years back, things have been complicated for her family. Her parents were dead, but her stepbrothers ran her parents company in their stead. And Cecile was denied any sort of ownership. There was no longer a magic about the city her mother took her to as a child. What was once her home was no longer. There was too much pain and sadness attached to this city.

She wandered the winter streets, snuggled up in her coat and scarf and hat. Her petite frame and body looked quite small with the large coat, which belonged to Julian, her stepbrother. She came upon a bridge and as she crossed it, she heard the far depths of the water. Cold, freezing, biting. Quietly and suddenly, she stopped halfway, just to listen.

She shuddered as tears ran down her face that she hadn't even realized from before. Small sobs escaped her lips as the heat from her breath caused condensation. But even with her brother's coat, she still felt cold. It felt like a prison, a shadow that she could never escape from.

She would never escape. She knew this. Not in life anyway. She had nothing – was nothing. Shaking further, she removed the coat from her person and let it pool around her in a circle. The freezing lake wind hit her immediately and she felt her teeth chatter as she rubbed her arms.

She would never escape. There was no where else for to go but down. There was no one else for her in this life. And this life was not one she wanted to continue living.

She climbed the railing.

A jet zoomed through the sky, slowing down as it descended and carefully. It lowered down closer and closer to the ground until it meters away. Before it transformed into a metal giant. The giant was colored in beige and purple, with a strong build, wings and two shoulder canons, it looked masculine. This robot's name was Blitzwing and he was looking for something. Carefully, the Decepticon hid behind the cover of the trees.

"Hm, where could this Shatter Crystal be?" He asked himself calmly, a cool blue face with a red monocle looking passive. His accent was German but strangely it seemed to fit the otherworldly being.

He received no answer but one from another, as his face swapped to that of a red angry one with a visor hiding his optics. This voice was thicker accented and deeper. "We better find it before those accursed Autobots!"

A third face, like a black and red jack o' lantern swapped around next. "Wherever it is, let's do something fun! Maybe crush some buildings!" He laughed maniacally before the face swapped back to the icy cold one.

"Well, we must be discreet. We don't know what awaits us if we cause trouble. Shockwave wants the Crystal and no one to notice us." He said calmly. The insanity of the other two rarely fazed him.

"Let's look around! I wanna have fuuun!" The random one said.

"No time for such foolishness!" The hothead said. "We need to hurry and find the gem before the Autobots find us!"

It swapped back to the calm one and he began to look around. It was the dead of night, cold and wet since it was snowing but this didn't bother the towering metal giant. There was no one out in the park Blitzwing was hiding in. He weighed his options and decided to conduct a simple yet careful investigation.

As he searched around, he found himself completely and utterly alone. No one to disturb him, to cause him problems or vice versa. This soothed the giant as he enjoyed having some peace away from his fellow Decepticons who had become the baine of his existence at times. Blitzwing sighed as he continued to look around, eventually finding the end of the park.

When he came upon a bridge and saw the strangest sight. A human, young and a femme, looking into the waters below. He was surprised when she did not notice his towering figure at the end of the bridge, but was glad for the secrecy. He almost left her be until he noticed she was shaking and sobbing. To his surprise, he saw her remove her coat. This was strange since he knew that humans needed heat during freezing temperatures. She started to climb the railing, standing on top it and looked like she was going to jump.

Blitzwing was even more confused. Why would this petite human do something like this? The waters would be absolutely freezing and the current did not look merciful. She did not look strong either as she was very thin, so the chances of her swimming to safety was unlikely.

"Going for a swim, I see!" Random suddenly exclaimed, but he knew she would not hear him.

"It is rather odd." Icy commented in response.

"Agh, who cares!? It's just some weird human!" Hothead yelled. But their attention returned to the girl, who wasn't even looking down, just gazing ahead. They noticed the look in her eyes - utter disparity and hopelessness.

"She might be troubled..." Icy mused.

"Crazy like us?" Random joked. Icy rolled his eyes.

"No, not like us..." Icy thought aloud. "It seems more like-"

The usually calm alter's optics widened. Blitzwing couldn't tell anyone why he decided to do what he did, especially with a human, but he didn't even hesitate, diving straight into action just as the girl jumped.

Before Cecile could go far, someone grabbed her hand, keeping her from falling!

"I've got you!" A voice said, a german accent laced into it and was quite masculine though. Cecile gasped as she looked up and even though she saw nothing, it was instinctive due to listening for the voice. Then, to her complete surprise, the person began lifting her up and away from the dangling height and back onto the bridge.

When he lifted her safely back, she sat down, trying to regain her bearings. She was shaking in fear, quivering and she could hear the man next to her shift slightly as if he was sitting down next to her.

"Mon Dieu… mon dieu…." She whispered to herself.

She felt the man sit down next to her. "Um… hello..?" The man said, sounding quite unsure of himself or even what to say. Cecile forced herself to calm down as she turned her head in his direction.

"Y-Yes sir..?" She whispered, stuttering.

Biltzwing did not know how to treat this odd yet pitiful human girl. She was fragile and crying in the snow and frankly, he was lost on what to do. The most sensible thing would be to comfort her, but how to comfort a human girl, especially one who had just tried to take her own life? Blitzwing didn't need to think long as the girl wrapped her arms around his holoform in an embrace.

"Thank you, sir…" She said softly. Blitzwing noticed that she looked off into space, not knowing where to look. Blitzwing cringed slightly at her touch, not liking how close this human was to him.

"I, um… you're welcome..?" He still sounded unsure but as she hugged him, Blitzwing found that he felt compelled to return the hug, perhaps due to pity and not wanting to give the girl more reason to hurt herself. And so he did. He looked down at the short girl and he found himself frowning slightly in concern. And at that moment, it didn't bother him that she was a human, he just wanted to make sure she was okay.

"Are you all right?" He asked. She exhaled heavily before pulling away from him, as if remembering something important and yet her gaze never truly found his, instead she looked to be staring off into space.

"I… I was fine… I um, I am better now… I... I better go." She said, starting to get up. Blitzwing followed her and stood up as well, his holoform blocking her way, causing her to bump into him (to his complete surprise.)

"Allow me to take you back, miss…?" He offered, having no idea where this kindness towards a human was coming from. Perhaps it was, because despite her humanity, he… understood.

"Cecile Rousseau. But just Cecile will suffice." She acted completely normal, as if nothing had happened. Blitzwing was startled by her shift in tone. But her follow up was warm and kind. "I would… appreciate that, Mister..?"

"Oh, well, Miss Cecile, my name is..." He hesitated, not sure what to say. But then he remembered that humans went by two names that weren't like Cybertronian names. He tried to think of a name on the spot and immediately saw the white snow and remembered a name he had heard before. So he smoothly finished. "Lucius White."

"Ah, I see…" Cecile replied, apparently not taking notice of the hesitation.

Blitzwing nodded. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Cecile." He then stood to her side and kept himself at least a foot away. "Where to?"

"The Detroit Opera House, Lucius." She replied. "If you know where that is of course." She added politely. Blitzwing smiled slightly as he used his positioning system to track it down using the Internet and nodded.

"Of course." The two began to walk. There was not much said but then again, nothing needed to be said. Yet Blitzwing couldn't help but continue to acknowledge the fact that she was clearly in need of some help. But, he convinced himself it was none of his business and also, why should he care? She was just a human, after all...

As the two arrived at the Opera House, Blitzwing was in awe at the building. Despite the technological marvel of the city itself, the Opera house kept its traditional elements loyally. The front screamed baroque architecture and the statues, columns and walls were finely decorated. Blitzwing had never truly taken the time to admire such buildings before because of his great size. But being at a human's height, it made him have a better understanding of its beauty.

"Cecile!" A voice cried out as a man, handsome and tall, came running up to the short girl. He put his hands on her shoulders, getting a good look at her. She was frozen in surprise but also seemed quite happy to see him as well. When he pulled away, he looked her dead in the eyes.

"We were worried about you! Where were you? The opera starts in 30 minutes!" He yelled. Cecile shook her head slightly and then the man turned to Blitzwing but then looked back at Cecile, ignoring him for now.

"I… went for a walk. And I met Lucius here!" She said, taking Blitzwing by the arm gently yet fondly. The man looked puzzled but then shook his head.

"I apologize, sir, if my sister gave you any trouble." He said to Blitzwing, his voice stern and slightly unfriendly. Blitzwing was surprised but shook his head, regaining his bearing.

"Of course not, sir. She was no trouble at all." Blitzwing did not understand why she refused to elaborate on her attempted suicide when she clearly needed help. But decided not to disclose said information if she did not want to.

"In fact, Julian, how about we invite Lucius inside! My treat to him!" She said eagerly. Blitzwing also noticed that she seemed more… relaxed, happy and giddy even, than before. This puzzled Blitzwing further. But the closer he examined her, the more the cracks were noticeable. She was faking it. It was a façade for her brother's sake.

"Cecile, you just met this man. And besides, why would he have an interest in an opera? Did you ask him?" Julian asked with some… meanness to his voice. Cecile looked slightly ashamed.

"I… I would like to thank him for bringing me here. I got lost." She said softly. Julian rolled his eyes as a slight smile crossed his face.

"Well, you should have asked him regardless." He said with a tone of jesting but… the underlying rudeness was subtle. Both the Decepticon and Human woman picked up on it. Blitzwing didn't have time to think properly on it as he remembered he had to search for the Shatter Crystal.

"Actually, as much as it is a wonderful offer, miss Cecile, but I must decline. I have matters to attend to and I must, well, attend to them." He said coolly yet with some regret. He did not know why but, something told him that he should stay and continue spending time with her.

"Well then, thank you, mister Lucius for your assistance but you best be on your way and us on our own." Julian said coolly yet Blitzwing sensed some level of hostility. He began to severely dislike this man. As he was walking away though, eager to get away from the foul human, he overheard the brother speaking. "...You will be singing tonight and we can't afford anymore setbacks."

Wait.

She sang?

Blitzwing turned to look at the now visibly disappointed looking Cecile and felt… something akin to irritation within himself. He found that seeing this strange girl in distress made him concerned for her. And it pissed him off to no end. Why care for a human woman!? She was just a pest! Had they met under any other circumstance, he would have crushed her beneath his heel!

But... as his gaze fell onto the poor girl, he paused, retracting those last few thoughts. Would he truly though? None of them would have wanted to or taken any enjoyment in crushing her if they had met under different circumstances. And the feeling was akin to disgust in themselves as they thought of it now.

Besides, he was far too curious now. She sang? He wondered how well and how talented she was. Icy knew she had to be better than Random, everyone was better than Random. Hothead wanted to completely disregard her and move on but Random kept them there.

What was the point in hurting her - someone who was so emotionally unhappy - by leaving right after she invited them inside? She did not have to do that, but she did. And as they all looked at her eyes, they saw just how pale red they were - like a Decepticon's eyes but tamer. Though she lacked all the qualities that would make a good Decepticon, Blitzwing found himself enchanted by them.

There was so much pain that screamed out to him and the dread crept up his body as he realized that he did not even want to think about what she would do to herself if he denied her. She was someone in utter pain and the least Blitzwing could do was give her something to be happy about.

But deep within the recesses of their mind, Blitzwing understood her. Though none of them would ever admit that.

"...I think my duties can wait."

The way Cecile smiled at him made Blitzwing forget all of his obligations to his fellow Decepticons. There was something about the way she smiled so joyously that made them feel... warm. And relieved. Curiosity and intrigue was found in all three of the alters as they followed the siblings inside.

They was not disappointed.

The production was called "The Magic Flute" and Cecile had the role of a character named Pamina. However, since the opera was in a language called 'German', Blitzwing used his internal processor to instantly learn it from the Internet, an experience which made the opera much more easier to listen and enjoy considering he needn't look up at the translations. Blitzwing had been sitting with Julian in a private booth above the entire opera. And… eventually, Cecile appeared.

But it wasn't his Cecile. At least, she looked different, much different. She retained the same appearance but instead of her gaunt and pale skin, she had peach skin with a healthy redness to her cheeks and long brown elegant hair and her eyes were a brilliant shade of light blue. She looked exactly like Cecile but… she just wasn't Cecile.

But, despite this dissonance, Blitzwing found that she had a beautiful voice. The way she sang, it was enchanting, elegant. She stole the show whenever she appeared and everyone knew it. The audience was in complete silence at her voice, never once uttering a sound, which Blitzwing did his best to follow along with. He found himself entranced by her singing.

As the opera finished, Blitzwing overheard the buzzing of intrigued voices talking about the opera, but especially about Cecile, the girl who played Pamina. While Blitzwing didn't share many's sentiments about liking the opera, he did have to admit that he was practically in love with her singing.

When the singers finished bowing and the clapping ceased, Julian turned to Blitzwing with a slightly annoyed look. "Well, you're free to go, sir." He said politely yet dismissively. Blitzwing suddenly felt a burst of dislike towards this man, but calmed himself knowing that he could easily track down this man and squish him between his digits… Though perhaps Cecile wouldn't appreciate that. And he had a cover not to blow.

Speaking of covers…

"Of course." Icy said softly yet politely, refusing to let Hothead and Random embarrass him in front of this human. "I will be off." He said as he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the booth, remembering the way they came in and proceeding to leave the opera house. However, when he found himself completely alone, he vanished into thin air.

Blitzwing came back to his original body as he groaned slightly, disliking the strain the holoform had on his energy. However, he did still have a job to do, which he knew he had to carry out. So, he quickly transformed into his jet form and took off, high into the sky. Though on his search, he passed the Opera house and used his enhanced sensors to see Cecile outside the Opera house with Julian, entering a limo. But she looked disappointed and saddened.

"Aww! She looks sad!" Random whined, sounding genuinely upset. "I think we made her sad by leaving early! We should see where she's going to cheer her up! I think she liked me!"

"I am aware. But we have a mission. We mustn't be distracted by some strange femme. And besides," Icy paused slightly, sure of his following words. "I doubt she liked us. We saved her and that's that."

"But, I haven't said hello! You got a chance to meet her, why can't I?" Random further complained.

"You imbeciles! I don't care about some femme! Let's just-" Hothead's voice came through and he transformed into his tank mode. "-SLAG!" He cursed and just as they were about to crash, Icy resumed control and transformed back into a jet.

"Please avoid that! We mustn't blow our cover!" Icy chided. As Random went to speak, Icy cut him off with a final tone. "Also, we are not following her."

But, Random was never one to listen to conventional reason. And suddenly, the jet turned around and proceeded to follow the car that Cecile went into.

"What are you doing?" Icy demanded. Random immediately resumed control.

"I'm going to follow her, duh!" The crazed Decepticon said. Icy internally cursed Random's existence but found that he could not resume control. He knew that Random wouldn't let him take control until Random's curiosity had been satisfied. And the damn lunatic had quite the curiosity. Hothead wanted to speak but Random's influence was too great at the moment.

The Decepticon and the car flew/drove for about 40 minutes, escaping the busy Detroit downtown to enter into the outskirts of the city itself. Eventually coming to the area where Cecile lived, which was a rather rich neighborhood with mansions separated a couple of miles apart at times. Whoever lived here had serious money, land and power. The Rousseaus lived in one of the last mansions of the road, which was a very large and elegant mansion, built with gray bricks and a lovely blue roof with many, many wide and large windows. There was a huge pool in the backyard and beyond that, was a flower garden and maze.

In short, they were stupid rich.

Blitzwing watched as Cecile and Julian pulled up to the mansion by driving down a long and seemingly endless driveway before reaching the main doors. They left the car and the driver pulled out and drove away, presumably to retire for the night. The two were then greeted by a maid and then walked inside the mansion.

Blitzwing hid in the forested land nearby and scanned the area in case of any intruders. Besides some random animals, nothing. Carefully, he pinpointed the location he wanted his holoform to appear at and waited a couple of seconds before his body went into stasis mode. And at the entrance to the home, his holoform appeared. He looked around and grinned widely.

"So big! Especially from here!" Random cackled before calming down and proceeding to walk up to the door to knock. Just as he was about to put his fist to the door, it opened, revealing the same maid as before. She looked incredibly suspicious of Blitzwing's appearance there.

"Who are you?" The woman asked calmly but you could tell that there was an underlying threatening tone to her voice. "And how did you get onto this property?!"

Random had to pause for a moment since he wasn't quite sure what to call himself or how to explain himself to her. So he settled for just awkward silence.

"Lucia? Is someone there?" Cecile's voice suddenly cut in. The maid, or Lucia, turned to look at the girl and Blitzwing's gaze followed hers. It was indeed Cecile, but without her overcoat and instead was now in a plain, white dress.

"Who is it?" She asked again, softly yet politely. Random grinned widely as he waved.

"Cecile! It's me!" He exclaimed. Her expression turned confused as she slowly approached them.

"I don't recognize your voice, sir." She said apologetically. And Icy wanted to smack Random so hard for exposing them. But Icy knew what he had to do. And suddenly, to the complete surprise of the maid, Blitzwing slid over his hair, adjusted it from messy to slicked back and smooth as he placed a monocle onto his left eye.

"But I'm sure you'll recognize mine, miss Cecile." Icy's voice surprised the girl before she smiled happily and approached him, which confused Blitzwing.

"Yes! Hello, Lucius!" She greeted happily. And her sad appearance from before shifted into her practically glowing with joy at seeing him.

"M-Miss Cecile, y-you know this man?" Lucia was gobsmacked by the mere fact that they did in fact know each other. Cecile smiled and nodded.

"Yes, of course! I met him on a walk today! He was very kind to me and helped me find my way back to the opera because I got lost!" She explained, as if it had all been just a big adventure.

"You got lost?!" Lucia demanded, sounding furious yet worried sick. "Cecile, getting lost is dangerous! You could have been kidnapped or worse!"

"I know." The girl's voice suddenly stopped the maid and it sounded softer yet sadder. Then she smiled again and turned towards her companion. "Lucius, would you and your friend like to come in? I could prepare some tea for you and we could talk?"

Icy sighed internally, he would have some explaining to do. Of course he wouldn't tell her about him being a Decepticon. He would find an excuse for why he changed appearance slightly and his voice as well. Outside, he smiled at her and nodded.

"Of course, miss Cecile. But tea won't be necessary, I find that I am not quite thirsty." He said softly. Lucia looked very suspicious.

"Mistress Cecile, do you believe it is wise to invite a man you just met into your mother's home?" Lucia asked sternly yet calmly. Cecile looked a bit insulted.

"Lucia, I am sure of it. I trust Lucius with my life." She said finally before extending an arm to Blitzwing who took it, and leading them away from the entrance. Leaving Lucia to stand there, contemplating on what to do.

Blitzwing found her declaration of trusting her life to them a huge one. Icy wide eyed stare at her didn't seem to bother her as she had let go of him earlier to let him walk on his own. Why would she say such a thing? And, oh, the irony in that statement as well. She had no idea just who she was putting her unyielding trust in so easily. Besides, how had they gotten this far? Why were they still here? This day was so crazy, even for them. On the topic of craziness, how was Icy going to explain to her just how they had switched alters? He knew through his research that humans could have mental disorders similar to their own experiences, but he would need to wait and see.

"Lucius, you and your friend can sit if you want." She suggested politely as she smiled and sat down on the couch. Blitzwing had been too busy absorbed in their thoughts to pay attention to the girl before them. Icy looked around briefly to find that he was in some sort of living room, as the humans called it. It was spacious and huge with long and comfortable looking couches and a huge TV on the wall. There were many decorations from all over the world and photos framed on the walls. He looked closely at one of them to see that it was a family photo, but didn't see who was in it.

His attention finally turned to the girl and he found himself studying her as he sat down on the couch besides her. She was petite and very thin with unnaturally pale white skin, especially for a human her age. She had long, flowy and straight white hair that was also very unusual for a human her age. Her face was delicate and slightly gaunt, looking a bit tired and empty. But her eyes caught his attention the most. They were those strangely beautiful red color and were large and round, giving her a naturally kind look. Blitzwing could perhaps find themselves lost in her gaze.

She was very different from her fellow humans, but… in a good way. She was different - like them.

"So, why hasn't your companion sat down?" She asked politely. "He is very quiet and I am starting to think he doesn't really want to speak to me." She said honestly yet a tad sadly.

Icy sighed slightly as he went to explain himself. But then it hit him. A companion? But he was the only one who walked in. Unless she was talking about Random but he was a part of their shared body. Why would she assume otherwise when she must have seen them switch?

"Miss Cecile, you're mistaken. I have not brought a companion with me tonight." Icy explained.

"But, who was that voice then?" She asked, confused, visibly so even.

"We have a specific condition where we are split between three individuals. I am an alter. That voice you heard was also one of them." He explained calmly, hoping that she would buy it. She tilted her head curiously before smiling slightly.

"Oh, I see! Do your other alters have names too?" She asked kindly. And then Random reappeared, he rustled his hair as he removed the monocle.

"Oh yes! My name is Ra- Rain!" He stuttered, remembering to come up with a human name. Icy mentally facepalmed and Hothead wanted to strangle Random.

"Raine?" Cecile asked, testing the name on her tongue. Random nodded, finding the name to be suitable yet he was a bit panicking.

"Yes! Raine! My name is Raine! And you are Cecile! I am so glad to finally meet you! It hasn't been fair since Ic- Lucius has been hogging up his time with you!" Random stated, whining just a bit. Cecile looked surprised before she giggled slightly, amused at his antics, which surprised and delighted the insane alter.

"It isn't a problem, Raine, I can spend time with you too." She reassured happily. Random lit up like a Christmas tree and grinned joyfully.

"YAY!" He cheered. She smiled sweetly at him.

"Ugh, we haven't got time to waste here!" And then, Hothead appeared for the first time in a while, he dragged his fingers through his hair, creating a more spikey style. He then put on a pair of sunglasses in the shape of his visor and it concealed his eyes. "We must leave if we want to find the Shatter Crystal!"

Cecile looked very surprised and disappointed to see the angry alter appear suddenly and to suggest that the strange trio leave. But, if they had to leave, she could not stop them.

"If you'd like to leave, that is fine." She said kindly. "But, can I know your name?"

Hothead was briefly stumped but then shook his head before glaring at her. "None of your business, woman!" He exclaimed and then suddenly Icy resumed control.

"His name is Heinrich. And I apologize for his manners, miss Cecile!" Icy said, trying to save face. Cecile's concerned yet confused expression turned sweet.

"It isn't a problem, I forgive him." She said gently and warmly. Her voice gave Blitzwing slight shivers. And they were left to again wonder what was the matter with her being so kind and accepting of them? Lucia, the maid from earlier, was correct - they had just met after all!

"Will you be back?" She asked desperately, suddenly taking his hand and holding it tightly. She stared at him but not into his eyes with sadness and hope.

Blitzwing had no idea what to tell her. She had caught his curiosity and his interest for the time being and he wished to be around her. But if his fellow Decepticons found out? He would be an outcast if he was caught fraternizing with a human. He had no idea what Shockwave would do and Lugnut would certainly want to kill Blitzwing. For some unknown reason, Organics were always seen as lesser by all Cybertronians and Blitzwing doubted Cecile would be an exception. Though to the trio, she was an exception.

But the more they thought about it, the more they wanted to return to her. They rather liked interacting with her through this form and found themselves intrigued by so many human things. They genuinely enjoyed her company and didn't want to see her hurt. The trio felt a desire to protect this young femme regardless of her species. She was kind, gentle, soft, and even though she was probably very depressed, she still kept her head up. Blitzwing wanted to know why. And besides, Shockwave didn't have to know anything about his little escapades. Whatever Blitzwing did with Cecile, so long as it didn't get in the way of their rebellion, it wouldn't be a big deal to anyone. Why would Shockwave bother with it in the first place? At least, he hoped so.

As she held his hand, Blitzwing felt a sense of ironic amusement pass through him. If only she knew who he was. As far as she was concerned, he was just a normal human with a mental illness. And he could keep it that way.

"Yes." Blitzwing's hand gripped hers gently, as if to not crush it. "I will come see you again, miss Cecile."

"Cecile. Just Cecile. 'Miss' is too formal for me." She smiled sweetly at them. And once more that warmth flooded them as Blitzwing's spark beat faster a bit. "You all have lovely names." Icy felt that strange tingling sensation once more, Hothead was flustered but wouldn't dare admit it, and Random was ready to flirt.

"Why thank you, Cecile! Your name is very pretty too! Just like you-" Random was cut off by Hothead.

"WE HAVE TO GO!" And then suddenly, he left the room, leaving Cecile behind.

Lucia had been walking by the hall when their strange guest raced passed her and disappeared down the hall. Literally. Her eyes widened at the sight and took a deep breath, trying to reassure herself that she wasn't crazy. Regardless, she decided to forget that for the moment and check on Cecile.

She walked in on the girl looking outright blissful, her legs dangling over the couch as she was blushing up a storm.

"Cecile? Are you all right?" She asked, concerned yet surprised. The insurmountable level of joy radiating from the blind girl was something to be desired. The girl turned to the elder woman.

"I'm so happy." She said confidently as she smiled.

And suddenly, Lucia could not bring herself to distrust or hate the strange man who Cecile had invited so flagrantly in. It was clear that the man made her happy. In fact, she hadn't seen Cecile this happy in so, so long. So, who was she to put a damper on her mood? Smiling kindly, Lucia nodded.

"If you're happy, Cecile, then I am happy." She reassured.

EDITED: 2/28/2022