We got another one boys and girls and everyone in between. I want to alert you guys that at the end of the month, I'm going out of state for a week. I probably won't have internet access which means I won't be able to update that week. I'll update two chapters the week before though. Anyway, thank you everyone who has added my story to their board or have followed it! Each time I get the notification, it always brings a smile to my face.
While Will was showing me where the papers needing to be organized, some idiotic soldier decided to call me out. "That dog ain't that scary. The only thing he'll be able to scare is a fly." Some of the soldiers around him shook their heads, telling him not to. They probably know about me beating the big, bad weapon specialist.
Both Will and I stop in our tracks, I snap my head in his direction with a non-amused expression on my face. "You think so?" He nodded his head confidently and ignoring the people surrounding him. "Okay then, let's test that theory on you. Come down here and I'll see if he scares you," I leisurely threw out there.
The look on his face drained but he quickly slapped on his confident face and came down the stairs. "He's such a cutie and wouldn't even hurt a bug if you command it," he mocked, though he didn't get too close to Kodiak.
"Sure, keep talking darlin' and we'll see who's right and who's wrong," I said cheekily and placed a hand on my guard dog. "Vivi is who you must be talking about. The only way she would kill you is by licking you to death." I stroked the top of Kodi's head, getting him to pay attention to me.
One of the many commands I have taught him is still slightly unknown to him and he needs to be paying almost full attention to me. "Who's a good boy, Kodi? You're such a good boy," I praised and gained his attention. This didn't impress Hogan (the soldier) in front of me.
Everyone seemed to be watching this unfold in front of their eyes, including Arcee, Chromia, and Elita-One. "Kodiak, Kodiak, you know what to do. Schreken, Schreken Kodiak," I commanded, making sure to keep his attention by repeating the command and his name.
Kodi perks up from his relaxed position before lunging forward, teeth bared and a growl deep in his throat. Hogan jumped back, tripped over his feet, and crawled back with his face evident of the fear coursing through his body. "Get that thing away from me," he screamed, clearly afraid of my sweet puppy dog.
"Kodi, good boy. That's such a good boy," I praised him once he came back over to me and gave him a few pats and belly rubs, telling him he did well.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Vivi race off and making me to worry about where she is going. The familiar sight of the two Lamborghinis pulling up caused an unknown feeling boil in my stomach; one that was defiantly not welcomed. But I pushed it down like it was nothing and gave chase after her; didn't want her to get under a bots foot and go squish.
It freaked me out when they both transformed into their bi-pedal form since Vivi was nearly at their hoods when they transformed. Yet, Sunstreaker seemed to be even more careful with Vivian was so close to them. For some reason, that caused my heart to warm at the thought of him caring about Vivi.
My grasp on Kodi's collar wasn't tight enough as he took off running towards Sides. I stop in my tracks and calm down from worrying over the smaller mix of the two. Sunstreaker bent down and gave her a couple of pets on the head before smacking his brother's head for no reason.
The yellow twin glared at Sides and the red twin only smirk cheekily at him. Sides saw me slowly walking over to them, I trying to grab the dogs and get out of here, and changed his gaze down at me. "Hey, shortie. You're coming with us, including those two," he greeted with an unnecessary nickname and pointed down at the dogs at their feet.
"Wait, don't I have any say in this?" I asked confused about him coming in here and demanding me to come with them.
"Nope." With that, he scopes me off the ground and transforms around me, giving me whiplash by the how he did that. I was sitting in the driver seat and the memory of what happened the last time surfaced in mind; a blush covered my cheeks in reaction. The seatbelt slithers over my chest and locks into place, securing me to the seat.
"What about the dogs?" I question, a little worried about them leaving them here. I tried to move look out the window to see where they were.
Sides engine revved loudly and echoed in the hangar we are in. "Don't worry, Sunny has them safe and sound." I couldn't help but feel only a little protective of my dogs and not the usual when someone else is taking care of my dogs. A small part of me was glad someone else could hold passion for my only nearby family.
All I could do was nod my head, not making an effort to answer him with my voice. From where ever his 'eyes' are inside of his alt. mode, he must have seen my nod. "You can drive if you want. I did see you driving Jazz and Bee, what was that about?" I was excited about him allowing me to drive again and jumped in my seat, joyfully.
Sunstreaker pulls in front of us and starts off at a slower pace, as if letting me get use to driving Sides (one of the weirdest sentences in my life). I pull up close to his bumper, revving Sides engine, telling him to get his booty moving.
That sure helped him get his ass moving along. "We played a game on a console called Call of Duty and had a deal between the three of us: if I won, I can drive them for however long I want to for the rest of the day; if they won, they would get a wash. Sadly, I lost and had to pay up my side of the deal. But they were kind enough to let me drive anyway," I explained while easily keeping up with Sunstreaker.
"What?! I thought we were special ones that got washes," he pouted and I could almost see him with his lip pushed out in a pout. A strike of fear rose through me at what he said, was he trying to keep me all to himself? Alienate me from my friends? I didn't want to become what happened to my mother.
"No, it would be rude not to hold up your side of the deal. And you can't tell me who I can and cannot give a wash," I hardened my voice to get my point across; not going to get myself killed in the end.
"Ah, that's true. I wasn't telling you that, I was only joking." I could care less if he was joking or not, he would control me at all. Anger bubbled quietly at the bottom my stomach and I decided to use speed as a releaser.
Instead of following the yellow twin of the bunch, I took a hard left, causing Sides to drift to the left. His tires spin to gain traction on the hardened dirt below us and finally caught, shooting us forward with great speed. He lets out a whoop of excitement as adrenaline was rushing through my veins from the speed we are traveling at.
In mid drift, Sunstreaker's voice expelled from the speakers. "What in the Pits are you doing, Aubrey?!" His voice was loud and filled to the near brim of anger with what seemed a hint of worry. "Sides! Get back over here." This was different kind of anger, more filled with protectiveness for his brother; the one I knew very well of.
"No can do, brother. She's all in control, just the way I like it. Well, at least for the moment," Sides said, his voice deeper then it usual is. For some reason, a shiver went down my spine at his words in reaction. This time, I wasn't angry or scared at what he said, it made me wondered for a second on why was he or even Sunstreaker different than the rest of the male population of the universe.
"Sideswipe, I will personally kick you aft if-," he stopped himself from continuing his sentence and I wondered on what else he was going to say.
"Don't worry, I'll bring him back in one piece and without a scratch," I jokingly threw out there before doing a one-eighty and heading back in the direction of Sunstreaker.
"Squishy, if you hurt my brother, I'll-," he was interrupted by me.
"Honey, your brother is more than okay with me driving. Nothing's going to- ahh!" I faked screamed in fright at nothing. I wanted to mess with Sunstreaker for the fun of it, even if it meant he would yell at me. It didn't matter if he yelled at me; my mother did enough of that so it doesn't bother me anymore.
"Human! I'm going to tear you limb from limb." His threats weren't that scary to me and were brushed off like a speck of dirt on your shoulder.
"Sunny!" Sides gasped and a couple of seconds later took over the controls from me, taking us back in the direction of his brother. "Why can't you accept her? She's nice, kind, and a caring person in general." Sunstreaker kept to himself, not daring to speak up after that. The awkwardness was so thick you could cut it with a knife after everyone quieted down.
I placed my hands in my lap, keeping my mouth closed and eyes averted to my lap. That was until an idea struck me and my confidence rose a little bit. "H-hey, I have an idea. How about I do some sparring with you? You know, test out your skills against mine," I offered, perking up slightly.
The red twin seemed to rise on his axels and sped up, nearly colliding with the ass-end of Sunstreaker. "That's a great idea! We can make a deal which we are going to so win. What do you think about that, Sunny?" His brother took a few moments of silences, thinking over if it's worth it.
"Fine, same like last time: we win, we get a detailed wash; you win, which won't happen, get whatever you want." Don't have to be snarky about the whole thing, could have just said sure and be done with it.
With the deal settled for, both expensive, high-powered cars made the quickest U-turn in the known universe and started to head in the direction of the sparring area. Sitting inside of Sides' alt. mode, the purr of his engine, and the super comfortable sits made me feel almost completely relaxed with him and his brother.
They seem to be good me-mechs but with my past and history that revolved around men who weren't kind or anywhere near caring, you need to be careful around me. Even with Zeke or Dom, I was nowhere near this kind of relaxation and we have known each other since we started as a Game Warden.
The only male I can really feel safe around is my brother. It doesn't help with him all the way in Nashville; he wants to become a famous and popular musician. "What is with them being able to keep me this calm around them and not a threat in my eyes?" I muttered by accident under my breath.
"Huh? What was that, Brey?" Sides wanted me to repeat myself. My eyes widen in shock and a pink blush spread over my cheeks in embarrassment.
"N-n-nothing!" I lied poorly and silently cursed at myself internally. The seatbelt keeping pressed against the amazing leather of some sort tightened, pulling me flush with the seat. It didn't worry one bit. This is was what I was talking about; I should be freaking out and trying to escape. But I'm just sitting here like an ugly princess.
"Mmhmm. Sure, I totally believe you. Just tell me, it's as easy as one-two-three," Sides urged, seriously wanting me to spill the beans about accidently muttering those words.
I shake my head, telling him no. "I said your paint needs a waxing." God, please strike me with lightning and send me to fucking Hell. At this moment, I knew that I was signing my death warrant and saying goodbye to all my loved ones.
My seatbelt tightened even more, fitting in between my breasts and almost cutting into my skin. "And that will be your job when I finish fragging you during our sparring match," he huskily said, his voice sounding like a god in that moment. The only problem is: what does fragging mean? And something told me I did not want to know as the context in the sentence told me enough.
"Sideswipe! I'm going to fragging tear you bolt from bolt!" Sunstreaker all but whispered to us. His voice literally rang in my ears and maybe some ear bleeding.
"OW! Hey! That's rude, it's not like you didn't have that thought on your processor," Sides whined like a two year old getting blamed for something he didn't do. He swerved for no reason the moment before he said 'ow' and I had no idea what hurt him and why he did that.
"I did not!-" it was time for me to cut and not listen to these children bicker and fight over nothing.
"How about you both shut the Hell up before I ask Ratchet to do for me? He would love for a reason to do that," I threatened, nearly slamming my hands on Sides steering wheel. Both of the brothers quieted down, not daring to say a word after my outburst. "You're worse than my brother and I when we younger."
They stayed silent, until they heard me give detail about my only living family member. "You have a brother? Can we meet him? Why haven't we met him yet? Are you guys twins like us? What does he look like?" Sides threw out question after question, not giving me chance to answer.
"Yes, I do have a brother and he lives in Nashville, living out his dream of becoming a famous musician. And no, you cannot meet him. He would most likely kill you all for being this close to me," I explained, sounding monotone. It was true; my brother is very protective of me being around males due to going through the same thing with me.
After dealing with that situation, we finally made it to where the humans usual spar with each other. Thankfully for us, Ironhide was not working with the humans on sparring with each other today, giving us the place alone. Alone with no help against the frontliners; alone with males; alone with much stronger males then me; and that didn't make me worry as much as it should have.
The butterfly door slid upwards, towards the sky and allowing me to step out of the absolutely beautiful red Lamborghini, which I did. The two didn't transform, instead let their holoforms appear in front of their alt. modes and followed me to the mats.
They were covered by tarps to keep them from being pelted on by the sun or have dirt get collected on them. I pulled off the nearest one, dirt went flying everywhere and causing me to sneeze which is sounds like a kitten or mouse. This catches the attention of the holoforms and they give me a confused look. "You okay, Brey?" Sides question, concerned about my well-being.
Once the dust settled, I nodded my head and held in another sneeze. "Yeah, I hate sneezing. I sound like a fucking mouse," I nearly growled and folded up the tarp nicely. Sides came up to me, wrapped his arms around my upper chest, and hugged me tightly.
"Aww, but it's so cute! Just like you," then he booped my nose and used his brain to run off to a somewhat safe distance away.
"You better watch it or I'm going to shove my foot so far up your ass, you're going to taste it in your mouth," I threatened, a glint in my eyes and body ready to pounce. He only laughed, teasing me about how 'cute' and 'adorable' I am. I decided against chasing him down and wasting my energy on something futile unlike this spar.
We decided Sides was the only one going against me as two frontliners against a beefed up Game Warden wasn't going to work. Sides's holoform stood across from me, tip of his toe on the line, me in the same position like him but in a lower stance.
My first move was to play defense and watch for any weaknesses. Until finding one, I will be forced to keep my own against the taller holoform and hopefully not waste a bunch of energy. It was a surprise the red streaked mech lunged at me once Sunstreaker counted down to one.
Sides tackles me football style and pinned me against the not-so-soft mat, hands locked up above my head. His hips straddled mine, his pelvis was above mine and I could feel his member. Ratchet actually made them with dicks? What the fuck Doc?
Instead of allowing him to win within seconds, I was able to wiggle my legs from his hold and shove them against his chest. He was sent almost flying backwards as we both scrambled to our feet, circling each other and waiting for the right moment to attack.
It was bad mistake on his end, he shifted his position and gave me the perfect opportunity to do a sweep and snatch his right leg. He tried to yank his legs from my strong grip, main word: tried. I used my other hand to push his knee the other way, forcing him to turn and face the other direction.
For him to not fall on his face, he got on his hands and feet to balance out. I kicked the back of his knee hard, making him get on his knee this time and jumping behind him. The hold on his leg was still useful and I used it to my advantage by pulling his other leg from underneath him with my left leg. He still fought on, attempting to psuh himself up by his arms until I let go of his leg and pulled his arms out.
He fell face first into the mat and quietly groaned from my one-hundred and eighty pound body of fat landed on him. I swiveled like a helicopter (the move is called helicopter) and pushed against his side with my chest. This forced him to roll over onto his back and I used my weight against him to hold him there.
Time was called and in the end I was the winner meaning, quoting Sunny here, 'whatever I want'. I was breathing slight hard from the quick work of pinning Sides. "So… what was that about you winning?" I teased and gently nudged my shoulder against his bicep being a little too short to meet his shoulder.
Literally two seconds later, I was on the ground and pinned against the mat, out of breath from being nearly slammed into the mat. Sides was above me, in the same position when he lunged at me but with his forehead pressed against mine. I didn't really like this position we were in and how he was in almost full control over me.
From the right of me, I heard loud barking and growling coming from of Sunstreaker's alt. mode. Sunstreaker was quick to quiet them down, leaving me with Sides.
My blood pressure was rising with him pinning me against the mat and with his face so close to mine. His nose was lightly touching mine and his eyes staring deeply into mine. "C-could yo-you please get off of me?" My voice shaking in fear of what he was going. Sides recognized the fright evident in my eyes and backed off fully.
He gives me a helping hand up and stepped a couple feet away from me, thankfully giving me space to myself. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to over step my boundaries," he apologizes and kept his gaze down at the ground. His brother gave him a good smack on the back of Sides's head and glared at him.
"It's fine, I just don't well with close contact of males," I explained, giving barely any details of why for the reason. They seemed to know not to push any further and lead me over to their forms.
For the rest of the quiet and peaceful day, we hung out and played a few video games (me losing most of the time). Once it was time for me to go back to my room, I took the dogs with me and fell asleep quickly. Lucky for me.