ATS: New Arrivals
Its been a long time hasn't it...yeah I know it has. I have been a horrible author by being away so long. Honestly, I was going through some personal stuff and it killed my motivation to write, and I apologize for that. However, I have received some encouraging reviews and PM's and I am back in business. Thanks to everyone for your support! I hope this will help make up for being gone so long.
I'm very quick to get up this morning because today is the day I start my training. What's even better is that Jazz will be teaching me. I rush into the med bay from the connected bedroom I'm staying in. I see Ratchets already up and at work. "Morning Ratchet!"
"Good morning Averie. Sleep well?" Ratchet asks in amusement at my energy.
"Yep! I don't suppose Jazz would be up yet would he." I ask.
"Not wasting time are you. Since you're ready I'm sure he'll gladly get up." Ratchet activates his com. "Jazz...yes I'm aware of what the time is...I'll have you know there is a femme here who is ready to get her day started...alright." He then turns his attention to me. "He'll be here shortly, so until he does we'll get you used to taking energon."
He retrieves a cube full of glowing blue liquid from one or the cabinets and hands it to me. "It doesn't taste like gasoline does it?"
"Of course not. Besides we need to get you used to taking energon orally." He replies.
I take an experimental sniff and sip and am surprised by the taste. It's hard to explain. It's not really sweet but not really bitter, and it has a bit of a zap to it...I guess if I had to guess I would say if lightning had a taste then this might be it. Overall it's not that bad. "It's not as bad as I thought it would be. I think I'll call it an electric smoothie."
Ratchet chuckles at my description. "I'm glad your not disgusted with your new food source."
As I finish my energon I ask,"So when will I get a com link?"
"Lets hold off on that for a while. That may cause too much confusion for you at this point." He replies.
I nod my head in understanding. By the time I finish my cube Jazz walks into the med bay. "Jazz!" I rush over to him and hug him tight.
He nuzzles my head lovingly and says,"Mornin' darlin'. Ya know, you could'a let a mech sleep in."
"There's no time for sleeping. I'm ready to get started." I reply cheekily.
"Then I better not keep my femme waitin'...see ya Ratch. We're headin' out." Jazz announces.
"Be careful. If anything goes wrong or she feels any discomfort you bring her back here." Ratchet says sternly.
"Don't worry doc. The little lady is in good hands." Jazz reassures before we leave the med bay. We walk down to the training hanger while making light conversation and enjoying each other's company. I hope I do well. Ive never taken any self defense classes before.
We arrive at the hanger and Jazz leads me to the center of the room. "Alright darlin' let's get started with stretches."
We spend the next twenty minutes doing different types of stretches. Jazz says I have to get my new body used to flexibility. All the joints are stiff so it will take a while before I become flexible enough to do any vigorous exercises. He also said the first two weeks would be focused on basic exercise like push-ups, jumping jacks, jogging, gradually lifting weights, and etc.
After doing our stretches I can already feel myself becoming sore, which Jazz notices. "Ya alright darlin?"
"Am I supposed to feel this sore already?" I ask. "I don't think I'm supposed to feel this sore after only twenty minutes."
"I told ya darlin'; ya've got a lot of work ahead of ya. Ya forget dat this body is a lot different than yours. You'll get there eventually." He replies reassuringly.
"Yeah...I just don't want this to hinder my training. I wanna get stronger." I state.
"And ya will darlin'. Ya just gotta be patient. Even all of us had to gradually improve our skills. It didn' come ta us overnight." He says. "So I want ya ta promise me somethin'."
"What?"
"Dat you'll be patient and not get discouraged. This is somethin' ya gotta work at. I don't want ya ta feel ya gotta be quick to get this. Honestly, I'd rather have ya as far from the battlefield as possible." He states.
"I know you do, but there's no way I'm gonna let you guys do all the work. Y'all are gonna get my help wether y'all want it or not." I reply cheekily.
Jazz laughs. "Ya sure are a stubborn femme. Since ya put it dat way let's get ta those exercises."
For the next couple of hours Jazz has me run through all the basic exercises...and let me tell ya I am exhausted. Walking and transforming are one thing, but moving my new body around when it's not very flexible is hard. Even when I transform I feel stiff from the movement and being compact. Ratchet assures me that the feeling will eventually go away. After running through the exercises I flop myself onto the floor.
"Ya alright darlin?" Jazz asks in amusement.
"I feel like I've run a marathon. This is ridiculous." I comment.
"Remember what I said. It'll take time." He replies.
"Yeah, I know..". My train of thought is interrupted by the door opening and the twins walking in. "Hey guys!"
"Hey glow worm. How's the training going?" Sides asks.
"Urg. I'm severely out of shape, or rather in no shape at all." I reply.
Both laugh. "You'll get there. Take advantage of the fact you don't have to be in a hurry." Sunny states.
"But I wanna start helping you guys." I protest.
"Darlin, what have I said." Jazz states.
"Trust us glow worm; we're alright. Don't get in a hurry to risk your life again. We'd much rather have you safe." Sides replies.
I nod. "I understand." If there's one thing I can say for certain it's that I have the support of all the Autobots. I know they all care for me and want me to be safe. I'm thankful for that, but I want that for them as well. I want to protect them as they have protected me.
The next few weeks go by rather quickly now that I've got my own routine. I get up, have my energon, go through my morning training with Jazz, take a break to have a checkup with Ratchet, practice driving with the twins, more training, then to the med bay where I take my energon and then go to sleep.
I think the stability of a routine helps me to keep my mind off of my old life, and everything that I had to give up. My thoughts tend to drift to what was and what could of been when I'm not preoccupied. I hate when I have nothing left to do at the end of the day because it's too easy to fall into a sad state. I'm not depressed, but I do feel a great sense of loss. To keep myself busy I'll even ask Ratchet if I can clean the med bay at the end of the day.
He assures me that it's not necessary, but I think he understands what's going on and let's me do so for my benefit. He often offers to lend an audio should I need to talk to someone. I have talked to him, but I feel so repetitive that I've gotten to having fewer and fewer talks regarding my emotional state.
Now that I've gotten more used to doing the basic exercises Jazz feels like I can handle doing more advanced exercises. They just include basic defense maneuvers, but at least it's getting me on the right track. Ironhide and Chromia even said that they would start teaching me how to handle weapons. I don't have any on my actual person yet because Ratchet said he doesn't want me accidentally hurting myself. They said they would give me a little more time before working with me with weapons.
However, there is one thing I'm not getting any practice with...and there's only one Bot I know that I can talk to about it. I knock on Primes office and after getting the okay step inside. "Hi Optimus."
"Hello Averie. How are you faring?" Optimus asks.
"I'm okay. How are you?" I ask.
"I am well, thank you. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I'm not really sure to be honest but you the only one I think I can talk to about it...it's about this whole Guardian thing." I state.
"Oh? Is there something that's concerning you?"
"Not really, except that I don't really know what to do with it, like I haven't had practice with it and I feel like I should because I need to be more comfortable using it. If I'm going to make the Primes proud then I want to make sure I don't use this power irresponsibly. And I feel like practice using it will help." I explain.
Optimus is silent for a moment and then gives a reassuring smile."Averie, you have already made the Primes proud. Your humility and understanding nature show the wise choice in the Allspark making you it's Guardian...and you are wise in wanting to learn more about what has been bestowed upon you. I'm afraid there isn't much I can do to offer assistance due to the Guardians power being from the Allspark itself, as well as its language."
"So there really isn't much you can do?" I ask.
"I'm afraid not. I myself, nor anyone here, know the language of the Allspark. So, this is a task that you yourself must learn on your own. This is how the Guardians before yourself have done so." Optimus explains.
"I was afraid you'd say that...I'm scared that I'm going to mess up and I don't want to disappoint anyone." I say.
Optimus walks up to me and places a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "I understand that this is a lot for you to take in, and I deeply regret that you've have to sacrifice so much for our cause. We often feel afraid when facing a path we cannot see the outcome of, but that doesn't mean we cannot handle what comes our way...Averie, you have shown me how brave, selfless, and adaptable you are, and that is why I have faith in your abilities. You won't have to worry about disappointing anyone, for I know you are doing your best...and that is all I or anyone else can ask for."
I am stunned by the Primes words...besides my mom and most likely Jazz I have never had anyone have so much faith in me and it feels me with a confident and a desire to learn, to know, and to understand everything I can about this new power so that I can help my friends and ease the troubles from there sparks. Optimus reaches out and wipes away a golden tear that I didn't know was falling down my face. I wasn't even aware that my tears were golden.
"Please do not be saddened."
"I'm not sad. I'm...Im...Thankful to have someone believe in me so much. You make me feel like I can do anything." I reply softly.
"Because you can...I apologize that I cannot be of more assistance."
"That's okay. It was worth a try at least. Thank you Optimus." I reply.
"You are welcome. Good luck Averie." He says.
I make my way out of his office and back towards the med bay. Well, I guess that idea is a bust. I don't know what I'm going to do about this whole Guardian business, but apparently I've gotta figure it out for myself...nothing can ever be easy for me can it. Maybe if I just do like that meditating thing then it would somehow "bring awareness"...its worth a shot at least.
I make it back to the med bay and immediately walk up to Ratchet. "Do you do yoga?"
He looks at very confused and asks,"Do I do what?"
"That exercise where people do impossible stretches and they meditate and stuff." I state.
"Oh, that. I myself have never done a meditation exercise, and I'm sure I should, but it does have its benefits. Why do you ask?" Ratchet asks.
"Well I just got done talking with Optimus about this whole Guardian thing to see if he could help me with it. He said its something I would have to figure out on my own. Then I got to thinking about thinking and clearing my mind and then the idea of yoga hit me. Maybe I should do that or some other meditation thing to help 'enlighten' me." I reply.
"Well I can't say for certain if that would reveal any new information on your being a Guardian or not, but it certainly wouldn't hurt. Your room should be quiet enough, unless I'm with a rowdy patient." Ratchet says.
"Ok! Thanks Ratch. I figured it was worth a shot. I think I'll work on that now."
"Good luck."
I walk into my room and sit cross legged on the bed and not knowing what to do I just close my eyes and focus. I put all my thoughts on being a Guardian and will myself to know more and whatnot. After a while of just sitting here...nothing happens, but its not like I expected it to. Oh well. I guess I'll just have to try again until I know for sure its not working.
A knock on my door interrupts my thoughts. "May I come in?" Ratchet asks.
"Yeah! You don't have to ask you know." I reply.
"I wouldn't dare come into a femmes room without her permission." He replies playfully. "Did your meditation wield the results you were looking for?"
"No, but I figure I'll just have to keep trying until I know for certain that meditation wont work. If it doesn't then I'll find something else."
"There's a good attitude. I'm sure you'll figure it out. I actually came here with some news for you." Ratchet states.
"Oh? What it is?" I ask. Is it good news?"
"It is in fact. We will be having new Autobots coming in." He replies.
My eyes widen as my mouth hangs open. "What? Really?! When?!"
"Yes really, and they contacted us from their ship about an hour ago. They should be landing tomorrow ." He replies amused by my excitement.
"That's awesome! Who are they? How many are there?!" I ask.
"Not sure who all and how many, but they'll be here sometime tomorrow so you'll be able to see." He replies.
"That's exciting! It'll be nice to meet new Autobots." I say.
"You'd think, but that all depends on who's coming. There are some I would be happy to never see again." He replies.
"Ratchet that's mean." I say sarcastically.
"Believe me youngling if you had met the ones I'm speaking of you would be thinking the same thing." He replies.
The next morning I make my way to Optimus' office. Ratchet told me this morning he needed to speak with me. "Morning Optimus." I greet when I get to his office.
"Good morning Averie. How are you fairing?" He asks politely.
"I'm good thank you. How about you?" I ask.
"I'm well, thank you. I apologize for the abrupt meeting, but there was something that I needed to address with you. I'm sure Ratchets already informed you of the new arrivals reporting in today?"
"Yep! I'm actually excited to meet some new Autobots." I reply.
"I'm glad, but there is a concern." He says.
"What's wrong?" I ask worriedly.
"It's in regards to your name." He answers.
"My name? Whats wrong with my name?" I ask I confusion.
"Nothing, but I have been thinking about your being a Guardian and even though I'm sure the Decepticons may be aware of you I would doubt if they are aware of the fact you were once human. So in order to further ensure your safety, as well as your loved ones, I believe it would be best to provide you with a new name." He explains.
I ponder his words for a moment. He makes a lot of sense he really does, but having a new name? I've already had to give up my whole life...do I really have to give up identity as well? However, the more I think about it the more I realize that this may be better if I want to make sure that no one can trace me back to my mother. "It does make sense, but does it mean that the new Autobots can't know me as Averie?"
"I think it would be for the best. The less Bots who know the less of a chance of a Decepticon finding out. I don't believe they would hear It from an Autobot, but I must consider every possibility. There is one whom I've informed because of the advantage of his knowing, but the others do not know. Do I have your permission to do so?"
"Well, it sounds like it would be for the best. So yeah. It's okay...What kind of name will I have?" I ask.
"Whichever you would like." He replies.
"Ok..." I ponder on it a moment before one comes to mind. "Would it be too much to ask if I can just go by my middle name, Evangeline?"
"May I ask why?"
"It's silly, but this way it feels like I'm keeping some part of the old me, and I would love it if I could keep at least my middle name. Please?"
"I think that would be a perfect Autobot name for you. I will be sure to introduce you as such to the new Autobots." He replies.
"Thank you Optimus."
"You are welcome, and just so your aware I will be informing the others to address you as such. It's best to get into the habit so there will be no mistakes made in front of the new arrivals." He explains.
When I get back into the hall I see Jazz waiting on me. "Hey Jazz."
"Hey darlin'. Ya doin alright?" He asks gently.
"You know already?" I ask.
"Yea. I'm sorry, but I have ta agree with Optimus on this. Ya can't be too careful." He says.
"Yeah I get it. I mean at least I'm getting to keep a part of my name."
"Dat's a good way to look at it. Besides, I think ya chose well. Evangeline is a good name; a beautiful name." He says with a charming smile.
A smile breaks out without my wanting it to. "Smooth talker."
"Of course. Wouldn't be much of a mech friend if I didn't lavish my girl with sincere compliments. I love ya." He says giving me a kiss on my forehead.
"You say that a lot."
"And I mean it every time...lets head to the main hanger. The new arrivals got here sooner than expected." He says offering his arm.
I quickly take it. "Ok! Lead the way kind sir."
He chuckles as we make our way to meet the new Bots.
"Are the new Bots nice?" I ask.
"Some are, but three of em aren't. You'll know real quick which ones those are." He replies.
"Are they mean?" I ask.
"Well...maybe not so much mean as dey are...yeah, dey can be mean. There mostly smartafts. Just ignore em, but if they ever bother ya just let me know and I'll take care of it." He says seriously.
"Would they be mean to me?" I ask.
"Not if they know what's good for em." He says seriously. He leans in and kisses my head. "I ain't gonna let nobody mess wit my girl." He says.
I smile and hug him around the waist. "I love how protective you are."
"Of course darlin'. I love ya." He says lovingly.
"You know; I don't think I've said that lately. I love you too." I say.
"Warms my spark ta hear ya say it." He says smiling lovingly at me.
We make it to the hanger and the first thing I notice is the new bodies. There's quite a bit of new bots. "There's more than I thought."
"Yeah, about seven in total." Jazz answers.
"They all fit on one ship?" I ask.
Jazz lets out an amused chuckle. "Darlin' your forgetting dat we're bigger than humans, so our ships tend to be big."
"Well excuse me mr I have a sarcastic tone in my voice, and have to be a smartelic with my answer." I reply playfully.
"Awww darlin' you know I love ya." He says with a playful whine.
"Of course I do you goof ball...whose that?" I ask seeing a guy...mech walking up to us.
If possible Jazz's smile gets bigger. "Darlin' your in for a real treat." His attention turns to the mech walking up to us. "Prowler!"
The mech immediately looks annoyed. "Why do you insist with that infernal mockery of a name?"
"Aww Prowler ya can't be mad at me! I'm ya main machine!" Jazz exclaims.
"So you say." The mech replies dryly. His attention then turns to me. "Perhaps now would be a good time for introductions. Hello, my designation is Prowl and I would kindly request that this be the designation used."
He says it so seriously and so straight faced that I cant help but giggle at his words. "It's nice to meet you Prowl. I'm A-Evangeline."
He quickly notices my slip up. "Optimus has informed me about your unique situation, and I must also add that it is an honor to meet a Guardian of the Allspark."
"So your the one that he mentioned he would tell." I guess.
"As Optimus Primes second in command and head tactical advisor he found it necessary for myself to be informed." Prowl answers.
"Second in command? I thought that was you Jazz?" I ask confused.
"Dats my bad darlin. I was only standin in if and when Prowl even got back with us. I'm actually his third in command and head saboteur. Believe me, Prowl here's da best second in command ya could have." Jazz explains.
"Oh, ok." I turn my attention back to Prowl. "Well I'm glad your back with your comrades and that your here."
"Thank you Guardian. Your too kind." Prowl replies.
"You don't have to call me that. I'd like it if you just called me Evangeline." I request kindly.
"If that is what you wish. I should warn you that you will have to make that request clear to the others as well, aside from the wreckers I'm sure." He replies respectfully.
"Who are the wreckers?" I ask.
"Der da ones I was tellin ya were smartafts. No manners at all really." Jazz turns his attention to Prowl. "Not sure how ya managed to stay in a ship with em."
Prowl sighs. "It required an extensive amount of patience on my part."
I giggle at Prowls dry sense of humor. Something tells me he isn't trying to be funny or sarcastic, but I'm betting we wont have trouble being friends.
"Autobots and N.E.S.T personnel; may I have your attention. I wish to officially welcome our new arrivals. I am glad you were able to make it safely and your aid is much appreciated. As I'm sure your already aware this unique team coordinates both human and Autobot efforts. The humans are a valuable asset to our team and they will be treated with respect, no exceptions. There is also another important matter you should all be aware of. Recently, we had a new addition to our team; one who has given us hope for the future and is a gift from Primus himself...Evangeline, please step forward." Optimus kindly requests.
I'm instantly nervous but an encouraging nod from both Jazz and Prowl gives me enough nerve to walk towards Optimus, which instantly gains the attention of everyone in the room...namely the new arrivals. Once next to Optimus he places a comforting hand on my shoulder, and I try my best not to look at anyone. "Autobots, I would like to introduce you to a very dear friend and ally of both N.E.S.T and its individuals. This is Evangeline and she is the Allsparks newest Guardian."
There is an instant roar of chatter, which sounds like a mixture of excitement, amazement, and curiosity. It's honestly a little overwhelming. Optimus immediately commands their attention; silencing the whole room. "I trust you all will take it upon yourselves to make introductions. I will give you all your assignments at another time. I must be excused to attend to political matters." When he's done with that little speak he turns to me. "I apologize that I put you in the spotlight, but the news of a Guardian is a joy to us all."
"It's okay. I didn't expect such a positive reaction." I reply.
"You do not fully understand what being the Guardian of the Allspark entails as of yet, but know that you are providing a hope that we have not felt in a long time." Optimus says gently.
I smile at his words. "Aww thank you. I hope I don't disappoint you or anyone else."
He smiles gently at my reply. "You won't. You don't have it in you."
"Hey Prime; mind if we cut in?" A Scottish accented voice says.
I see three mechs standing in front of us, and if I had to guess I would say they had race car alt modes. Something tells me these are the mechs Jazz was telling me about.
"Greetings Leadfoot. I hope your journey was an easy one." Optimus greets.
"Not one bit. It was a lousy trip with even lousier company." Leadfoot grumbles.
"I'm sorry to hear that." I say sincerely.
Before Leadfoot can reply the green one steps forward. "Don't mind this fataft. All he does is complain. The company suddenly got betta so I'm not complainin'." He adds a smile at the end before holding his hand out. "Tha names Roadbuster, wrecker and all around great catch."
If I had eyebrows they would be raised, but I know how I can get my fun out off this one. I grab his hand and shake. "Catch huh? Are you the kind that can be thrown back?"
His other companions, as well as the others in the room start laughing. Even Optimus would be smiling if he didn't have to leave. Leadfoot and their blue counterpart slaps the legs as they double over laughing.
I join in with them at the expression on the Roadbusters face. "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. I'm one half opportunist and one half sarcastic. No hard feelings?" I ask holding out my hand as a peace offering.
He stares at it a moment before grinning. "Well now, aren't you a catch. A femme that'll throw it right back is my kinda femme." He accepts my peace offering.
I turn my attention to the primarily blue mech. "And you are?"
"Topspin. Nice ta meet cha Guardian." He replies.
"There's no need to call me that. Evangeline works." I insist.
"Works for me." He replies.
These mechs seem rough at first, but I can see myself enjoying their company. After a few minutes of chatting I see a red mech walk up to us. "Pardon my interruption Lady Guardian, but I wanted to introduce myself." The red mech says with an Italian accent. It makes me wonder what kind of accent he calls it, and what kind of city he was from.
Taking advantage of having grabbed my attention he continues his introduction. "I am Mirage, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Lady Guardian." He adds in a bow and a smile.
"It's nice to meet you too. I like your name." I reply kindly. Mirage is a cool name after all.
His smile widens and he looks quite pleased by my liking his name. "Many thanks Lady Guardian, but I must say my name pales in comparison to a lovely designation such as yours."
I can't help but giggle at his posh and elegant speech. The way he takes is cool and he seems like a real gentleman.
"Urgggg. Ya tryin' ta lay it one thick ain't cha noble." Roadbuster groans in irritation.
Mirage looks just as irritated with Roadbuster. "I am showing the proper respect to our Lady Guardian. You should aim to do so as well."
Before an argument can break out I step in. "Alright guys no need for any tension. Mirage, you don't have to be so formal with me. You can call me Evangeline."
Mirage smiles gently at me. "I may not find myself worthy enough to utter such a lovely sound such as your designation."
I giggle again. "Your so posh!"
"But of course. I am a noble after all." He replies proudly.
"Noble? You mean like royalty? Are you a prince or something cause I can totally see that!" I ask excitedly. If I'm seriously meeting a Cybertronian prince I may just fall over in amazement.
Mirage chuckles at my declaration. "You flatter be greatly Lady Evangeline. I am no prince, but I am deeply humbled that you would think so. I hope I did not disappoint you."
No prince? Oh well, he still seems cool to me. "Of course not, but I can still see you being a prince. I think you could fit the part!"
He smiles at my enthusiasm. "You are truly magnificent company Lady Evangeline."
"But of course sir prince. My conversations are top notch." I reply in mock sophistication.
The conversation goes on for a while with the wreckers having to leave to get their ship to another location. After mingling and socializing with everyone Jazz and Prowl walk up while I'm talking with Mirage and the twins...the cool twins.
"Hey Darlin' ya had fun?" Jazz asks.
"Yep! I even met a could be prince." I reply with mock seriousness.
"Prince? I'm afraid your mistaken. There is no one of royalty among us." Prowl says seriously.
Of course I have to giggle at said seriousness. "I was just referring to Mirage. I told him he could pass for a prince since he's so posh and formal."
"I can understand why you would assume such. Most nobles were brought up much the same." Prowl replies.
I'm thinking he didn't get my joke. I guess we'll have to work on that.
Jazz turns to Mirage. "Looks like ya've got a new nickname Raj."
"Her Lady Evangeline is very flattering. I shall be thankful for any way you wish to address me." Mirage says while throwing a smile my way.
I point to Mirage and say, "See! So much elegance and formality in one bot is kinda spectacular."
"Whatever ya say darlin'. Now, ya might wanna get some recharge. Tomorrow ya've got a meeting with a few people." Jazz states.
"Am I in trouble?" I ask...you never know.
"Of course not darlin'. I don't think ya have it in ya to be trouble." Jazz reassures.
"Worry not Guardian. You will merely need to make yourself know to a few official dignitaries. We are receiving a liaison from the United States' government. It would be pertinent if you were to introduce yourself. You are, after all, an important figure to the Cybertronian race." Prowl explains.
"That sounds...intimidating. Besides, Optimus is a much more important figure than me." I reply unsurely.
"Fear not. Political and governmental officials are rather easy to handle once you've gotten used to it. The best way to interact with them is to keep your conversations short and simple. It leaves less room for error on your part." Prowl advises.
"Ok. I'll try." I say.
"And as for importance...you've got Prime beat. No offense ta him. He's tha Prime, but your our hope for tha future." Jazz adds.
"Wow...no pressure there." I say sarcastically.
Jazz walks up and throws his arm around my shoulders and starts walking us away, and I give the trio I was talking to a wave goodnight. "I hate seein' a frown on my girls face so don't ya worry about it darlin'. Can ya do dat?"
"Yes. I'll try my best anyway." I reply.
"Dat's my girl." He says lovingly before kissing the top of my head.
He says don't worry, but I don't think he realizes how hard that is for me. I've always been a worrier and I doubt I can change that. I care about my Autobot family, which extends to the new Bots as well, and I don't want to see anything happen to them. I don't want to see them disappointed either if I turn out not being as helpful as I'd like to be. I just hope that whatever situation comes our way that I'll be ready to handle it.
Yeah, we have Prowl! I absolutely love him! He is one of my favorite characters! I hoped this made up for being gone so long, but if it doesn't then I have also updated my Robots in Disguise story! Check it out! Thanks again to all those who have encouraged me to continue writing. Thanks!