(Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers; just Anwen, Liam, and every other OC I've pureed into the story :))
(Authors Note: Hello again my dearest readers, fellow writers, fangirls, fanboys, and TF fans of every faction, genera, race, religion, color and gender! I am so happy to be getting back into writing after such a long absence. Thank you all for your continued patience and support of this story. Wow, can you believe we're now at chapter 45?! That's insane! I'm so glad this story has received so much positive feedback. Thank you all for the inspiring comments and with that, I hope you enjoy this latest chapter :) Stay awesome!)
"English/French"
'Mental thoughts'
"Flashbacks"
'Sarcasm' (or emphasis)
{Cybertronian}
::Sparkbonds::
:Speaker talk:
::Comm. Link::
*:Phone calls:*
Chapter 45
-Monday-
Instead of her alarm, Anwen awoke to the warm scent of fresh pancakes, to which she emitted a yawn and opened her eyes to see a familiar holoform entering the bedroom, wearing a familiar cupcake apron and carrying a tray in his hands.
"Good morning, sweetspark. I hope you're hungry because I made you a stack of chocolate chip pancakes with a side of maple bacon, strawberries, and a mug of orange juice."
Upon seeing the delicious spread, Anwen couldn't help the involuntary growl that escaped her stomach, "Merci, Sideswipe."
"Of course," he warmly smiled and set the tray atop her lap before placing a kiss along her temple. "By the way, I've already taken Kenobi outside and fed him his breakfast. The little bitlet is currently asleep on the couch."
"Merci…But, you really didn't have to do all this for me."
"I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. Besides, like my brother, I too find cooking to be rather enjoyable."
"Well, I'm certainly not going to complain about your cooking skills: this looks delicious," she gestured towards the food before taking a bite of pancake, to which her eyes widened as she emitted a 'Mmmm' sound while savoring the flavors. "Oh mon Dieu, these are soooo good!"
"I'm glad you like them."
"Mmm, I do. Merci."
"Of course. By the way, I've already taken the liberty of harvesting ingredients for tonight's nutrient intake."
"Oh? Might I ask what it is that you plan to make?"
"It's a surprise," he winked, bringing a soft blush to her cheeks.
"Hmm, alors je l'attendrai avec impatience toute la journée (_, then I'll be looking forward to it all day)."
"Oh, trust me, you won't be disappointed," he purred before gently lifting her hand to his lips and placing a chaste kiss upon her outer palm.
With a smile, Anwen gently caressed his cheek and smiled, "I could never be disappointed in either you or Sunstreaker. Je vous aime, Sideswipe (I love you, _)."
"And I love you, my dearest Ani."
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Once she was finished with breakfast, Anwen set to work getting herself ready for the day while Sideswipe washed the dishes. Although she had offered to clean up the kitchen herself, he insisted on doing it as he wanted her to focus on getting dressed.
Stepping into her small walk-in closet, she debated on what attire she wanted to wear that would cover the various 'love bites/hickeys' along her neck, shoulders, breasts, arms, and legs. Oddly enough, none of these marks were actually painful, despite their various shades of color. They merely served as a physical reminder of how much love, passion, lust, and desire she and the twins shared throughout the last few days and nights. Her entire body was sore from their copulation's, but she loved every moment of it, and knew Sunstreaker and Sideswipe felt the same.
With a smile, she slipped into a pair of black leggings, her black ballet flats, and a cream colored, cable-knit sweater dress with a turtleneck collar that was ideal for discreetly hiding her love bites. 'Good thing I bought this while we were in Quebec,' she mentally stated as she then slipped back into the bathroom to style her hair and brush her teeth.
As she began brushing her pearly whites, Anwen heard the distinct 'click, click, click' of tiny toenails approaching, to which she looked down to see little Kenobi happily gazing up at her.
"Bonjour, mon petit ange. Avez-vous bien dormi (Hello, my little angel. Did you sleep well)?"
He wagged his tail and licked the top of her right foot before standing up on his back legs and placing his front paws on the cabinet door so he could try to see what she was doing.
Taking the hint, Anwen gently picked the little pup up and placed him atop the (closed) toilet lid, where he could sit and watch her. "See? I'm brushing my teeth. Gotta keep them clean or else they'll rot away, and that would be bad. Yes it would. Yes it would."
He wagged his tail and licked her fingers as she lovingly scratched his chest while simultaneously brushing her teeth. Meanwhile, out of the corner of her eye, Anwen noticed a handsome figure standing in the doorway, which brought a lovely blush to her freckled cheeks. "Bomgur (Bonjour)," she spoke with a mouthful of foamy toothpaste before leaning over the sink and spitting it out, to which she then rinsed out her toothbrush and placed it back in the holder.
"Cleaning your dentas," Sideswipe questioned with an amused smirk lining his face, which she replied with a nod and rinsed out her mouth before drying her face off with a towel:
"Mhmm. I try to brush my teeth after every meal so as to prevent cavities from forming. Plus, I like the clean, smooth feeling it leaves me with."
"Noted." He then approached and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Regardless, you look beautiful."
"Mm Merci," she softly moaned as he lightly squeezed her (covered) breast. As much as she wanted to say 'fuck it' and just jump back into bed with Sideswipe, she needed to finish getting herself ready for work. *sigh* "We'll have to continue this exchange later."
"I know," he softly kissed her cheek before releasing her from his embrace. "Until then, Sunny and I will just have to cope."
At the sad puppy look he was giving her, Anwen couldn't help but smile at his adorableness: He was just so cute. With a slight shake of her curly red head, she placed Kenobi back on the floor and stepped into the bedroom to gather her belongings for work.
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-0755-
Upon stepping into her cubicle, Anwen was met with a small romantic surprise. Lying atop her desk was a beautifully crafted metal rose that had been painted gold in color. Knowing Sunstreaker was the one behind this sweet gesture, she sent him an array of loving pulses through the bond:
::Thank you for the rose. It's lovely::
::You're welcome. I'm glad you like it.::
::Oh oui, I absolutely love it. I just wish I could thank you in person.::
::I know; but there will be time for that later.::
::Oui. By the way, Sideswipe mentioned that you two were planning a surprise for me.::
::Indeed we are; however, I'm afraid you won't be getting any information out of me,:: there was an obvious smirk in his tone, which brought a soft blush to Anwen's cheeks as she clocked herself in for work and fired up her computer.
::And what makes you think I'd probe you for information?::
::Call it a hunch.::
::Uh-huh.::
There was a slight chuckle on his end, which brought a warm smile to her face, ::Je vous aime, Sunstreaker (I love you, _).::
::And I love you, my radiant sparklight.::
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"Soooo, Bleu cheese, what's with your eyes," Marcus annoyingly asked as he casually leaned against her cubicle, to which she simply answered:
"New contact lenses."
"Oh? I didn't know you wore contacts."
"Eh bien, maintenant tu le fais (Well, now you do)," she neutrally stated in her native tongue while continuing to focus on her work. Sensing that he was still there, she emitted an irritated sigh, "Is there something work-related that you actually need, or did you just walk all the way over here to annoy me?"
"A little bit of both," he admitted with a coy smirk, to which he then placed a stack of forums atop her desk, "These need to be delivered to Lennox at your earliest convenience."
"I'll be sure he gets them. Merci."
He gave a nod before suddenly noticing the ring on her finger, "And what's with the wedding band? Did you get hitched over the weekend?"
"That's none of your concern."
"Oh, I see: shotgun wedding. You're pregnant and had to marry out of guilt or shame."
"Really? You see me wearing a ring on my finger and you assume that's what happened?! Un-fucking-believable."
Hearing their conversation, Maggie suddenly poked her head over the cubicle wall, "Oi, Marcus, why don't ya piss off and leave the sheila alone. What she wears and what she does outside of work is none of your business."
He just rolled his eyes and walked off, to which she then stepped out from her cubicle and over to Anwen's, "I'm sorry for butting in. I was just getting tired of listening to his ignorant drabbel."
"C'est bon (It's fine)," she waved it off with a shrug. "I'm actually glad you did because I was so close to slapping the shit out of him."
"You should've."
"je sais (I know)," she smirked before emitting a sigh, "I should probably take these folders to Lennox."
"You want me to take your calls while you're out?"
"Oui s'il te plaît. Merci (Yes please. Thank you)."
"Sure thing. Also, if you happen to run into that brother of yours, tell him I'll see him after work and to bring the maple syrup…he'll know what it means," she added with a wink, which caused her to recoil:
"Eww! Maggie!"
"What? Your brother is a hottie."
"I'm not hearing this," she sarcastically replied with an amused smirk across her face, to which she then strapped Kenobi's leash to his harness and grabbed the folders before heading out of the office with her little pup happily trotting along beside her.
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Shortly after stepping into the main hangar, Anwen spotted Epps conversing with her brother and his teammates, which brought a smirk to her face at what Maggie had requested. With that thought in mind, she approached:
"Bonjour, gentlemen. May I speak with my brother for a moment?"
"Sure thing, Bleu."
"Merci," she politely bowed her head before gently pulling Liam aside, while Kenobi happily received attention from the other soldiers.
"Quelque chose ne ve pas, Lottie (Is something wrong, _)," he questioned with a look of concern, prompting her to smile and shake her head.
"Non, non, non! Rien n'est mauvais. J'ai juste un message pour toi de Maggie (No, no, no! Nothing is wrong. I just have a message for you from _)."
"Oh really," he asked with a raised brow and a smile, to which she blushed and nodded:
"Oui. Elle a dit qu'elle espérait te voir plus tard…et apporter le sirop d'érable (She said she hopes to see you later…and to bring the maple syrup)."
At that, he actually blushed, "Ah, well then, I'll be sure to do that. Anything else?"
"Oui. Do you know where I might find Lennox? I have some forums for him to examine."
"He should be finishing up with a meeting with Prime and Elita soon. You should be able to catch him before he leaves."
"Merci," she hugged him before retrieving Kenobi from his fellow soldiers. "Come on, sweetie. We're going to see your Oncle (Uncle) Optimus and Tante (Aunt) Elita."
Hearing this, the little pup happily wagged his tail and hopped alongside her while she giggled at his enthusiasm: he was just too cute.
Within minutes, they reached Prime's office where she politely knocked on the adjacent human-size door until his baritone voice sounded from the other side:
"It's open."
Upon stepping inside, Anwen was met with the familiar figures of Optimus, Elita, Lennox, and Ironhide. "Bonjour à tous (Hello everyone)."
"Good morning, Miss Bleu. How was your weekend," the femme commander asked with a knowing look, bringing a slight dust of pink to her cheeks:
"...It was...eventful," she admitted with a smile as she then turned Kenobi loose upon the group, where he approached each of them, demanding attention in his own adorable way.
"So, Bleu, I'm guessing you're here cause you tracked me down to deliver some paperwork," Lennox gestured towards the folders in her arms, which she gave a nod in response.
"Oui. Sorry for overwhelming you with all this, but I did try to lessen the disappointment by bringing Kenobi along."
"Anwen, you needn't apologize. All the documents, forums, and reports I receive are just part of my responsibilities now. Besides, I'd rather have you be the one to deliver them than Director Galloway."
At the mention of that inflated douche bag, all three Autobots (including Prime) emitted a groan. "Please, Will, don't ruin our visit with the ginger squishy and her scrapplet by bringing up that fragger's designation," Ironhide grumbled in annoyance as he continued to show Kenobi affection by gently scratching underneath his chin, to which the young pup licked his digits in response, bringing a faint smirk to the weapons specialists battle-hardened face.
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-1600-
Upon clocking out for the day, Anwen donned her backpack and hooked Kenobi to his leash before stepping out of the office and making her way over to where Sunstreaker was waiting to pick her up. Having been deprived of each other's presence all day, they were eager to see one another and spend time together before he was scheduled to head off on his patrol again later.
No sooner had she slipped into his alt form and closed the door, she felt a familiar holoform manifest underneath/behind her and wrap his arms around her slender frame while being mindful of her little pup. "Mmm, Sunstreaker," she moaned as he slipped his hands underneath her sweater and began fondling her breasts.
"Sparklight."
"Hmm, I take it that you missed me?"
"You could say that," he smirked while driving towards the security gate. "I hate that I've been assigned the graveyard patrol, but at least Sideswipe is able to be with you during my absence."
"Oui…He actually made me breakfast this morning."
"Oh? How was it?"
"Delicious. I'm glad you both took an interest in cooking, but it's a shame neither of you can taste your culinary creations."
"I doubt anything would taste as delectable as you, sparklight."
"Cheeky mech."
"Divine femme."
::You know, I always find your conversations so adorable,:: Sideswipe's voice chimed in through the Comm. link, bringing a blush to Anwen's cheeks.
"I was wondering when you'd start eavesdropping," Sunstreaker replied with a slight huff.
::Well, I wouldn't call it that.::
"Whatever. Is everything ready on your end?"
::Indeed it is, Sunny. You and Ani can head on up.::
"Very well," he stated while mentally growling at the use of that pit forsaken nickname.
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Even though she had assured Sunstreaker that she could walk, Anwen was currently being carried to her apartment while she held Kenobi. Granted, they had taken the elevator up, but he insisted on carrying her across the threshold.
As soon as they opened the door and stepped inside, she was met with a welcoming display: the overhead lights were dimmed as the sound of French music was heard coming from the ihome speaker, while a delicious aroma filled the air. Glancing over towards the kitchen/dining area, she immediately noticed a vase of burgundy and red roses sitting atop the kitchen counter next to a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon and three crystal wine glasses (courtesy of Maggie).
"Welcome home, Ani. I hope you're hungry, because dinner is just about ready," Sideswipe greeted with a warm smile across his face as his brother gently set her (and Kenobi) down.
"Oh, Sides, did you do all this," she gestured to the romantic ensemble, to which he lightly shook his head:
"Not all of it. Sunny acquired the wine, gathered the roses, made the dessert, and finished making the bread shortly before picking you up from work. I've mostly been preparing the main dish and setting up the atmosphere."
"Well, it's absolutely wonderful. Merci beaucoup (Thank you very much)," she then gave each of them a kiss and set her little pup down so he could eat his own dinner, which had been recently prepared prior to their arrival.
"We're glad you like it, sparklight. Although, this is only a small part of the surprise we have in store for you."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Indeed."
"And I'm assuming neither of you are going to tell me what the rest of the surprise is?"
"Nope," Sideswipe answered with a cheeky smirk before stepping back into the kitchen to tend to the food. "Hey, Sunny, could you come over here and taste this sauce for me? I want to make sure I got the seasonings right," he casually stated while watching and waiting for Anwen's reaction:
3. 2. 1...
"WHAT?! You two can eat organic foods now?!"
"Surprise!" Both mechs said in unison as she stood in utter shock and disbelief.
"Wha- When did this happen?"
"This morning after my patrol," Sunstreaker admitted with an amused smile lining his face before tasting the pasta sauce at Sideswipe's request. "Mmm. Ratchet sent a message informing us that the holoform upgrades were finally complete and available for reprogramming."
"Which we wasted no time in doing," his brother added as he uncorked the wine and began filling the glasses.
Shocked, Anwen sat down at the bar, "This is incredible! So, not only can I consume energon, but now both of you can eat solid organic foods."
"Yep," he winked and handed her a glass of wine before doing the same for his twin. "The concept is still strange to us, but I'm sure we'll adapt in due time."
"Oh, I have no doubt about that," she replied with a warm smile as she looked upon her sparkmates with adoring love and admiration.
(Another Authors Note: Hello again! I hope you all enjoyed reading this adorable chapter as much as I did writing it :) I just wanted something sweet to counter the spicy/saucy bits in my previous chapters :P Regardless, thank you for the continued support and until next time, feel free to leave a comment (no hate, please) as I enjoy reading them and take inspiration from them. Stay awesome, my fellow TF fans!)