We sign our cards and letters BFF
You've got a million ways to make me laugh
You're lookin' out for me, you've got my back
So good to have you around
You know the secrets I could never tell
And when I'm quiet, you break through my shell
Don't feel the need to do a rebel yell
'Cause you keep my feet on the ground
You're a true friend-you're here 'till the end
You pull me aside when somethin' ain't right
Talk with me now and into the night
'Till it's alright again-you're a true friend
You don't get angry when I change the plans
Somehow you're never out of second chances
Won't say I told you when I'm wrong again
I'm so lucky I found…
A true friend-you're here 'till the end
You pull me aside when somethin' ain't right
Talk with me now and into the night
'Till it's alright again-you're a true friend
True friends will go to the ends of the Earth
'Till they find the things you need
Friends hang on through the ups and the downs
'Cause they've got someone to believe in
You're a true friend-you're here 'till the end
You pull me aside when somethin' ain't right
Talk with me now and into the night
'Till it's alright again-you're a true friend
With the last timbers of the song floating off into the night sky, Jazz was quick to make his commendations, "I've said it 'fore, an' I'll say it again; 'nother smash hit by da' musical Matthews."
Kayla merely shook her head; setting her guitar next to where she was sitting in the grass, "Come on-shouldn't you know by now that it's hard for me to take compliments? I don't like to show off."
"You're not showin' off; ya' got a talent-use it", the saboteur grinned as he looked down at her, "Now shut up an' gimme' a hug."
The teen could only laugh as her enormous friend gathered her into his hands; gently lifting her to optic level so she could wrap her arms around his neck. Supporting her in one hand, he patted her back with the other-the two of them remaining that way a moment. He then deposited her on his shoulder, to which she quickly sat down and leaned against his helmet slightly for balance.
Thank God for small mercies, for the day had proved to be nothing but peaceful, leaving the Autobots to enjoy some downtime. For the musical duo, they chose to spend their solace cruising around town, looking for some excitement. And of course, their long drive wasn't without music (and in doing so, probably woke every dog within a five mile radius). It wasn't until dusk that they finally arrived back at the Ark, but the Porsche only saw it as another opportunity to relax. So, here they were; two friends seated on a grassy overlook, with a mech stargazing, and a girl playing the best songs she knew, courtesy of her prized instrument.
But as of now, human and robot were content to sit with their mouths shut and ears (and audios) open-listening to the crickets play their nightly song. It wasn't until a while later that the saboteur finally made a comment; speaking at a low volume, "Gotta' hand it ta' dem' lil' critters; they sure know how ta' lay down a relaxin' beat."
The red head chuckled as she shifted in her seat, "Yeah; all we need is one that plays a fiddle and we'll be all set."
To that, the 'Bot turned to her; puzzled, "What?"
"James and the Giant Peach", was her only answer, as if that explained everything, "Read it-it's a good book."
Jazz nodded in recognition; putting yet another book on his list of things to read concerning Earth culture. He then turned back to the sky-watching the natural, twinkling lights. Kayla, meanwhile, edged a bit closer to his head; uttering in a low tone after a long pause, "I played that song for a reason, ya' know…"
The saboteur merely smiled; swiveling his head once more, "Really? Now, do I read ya' mind, or do ya' tell me?"
The teen laughed at the joke, but spoke matter of factly as she began to trace circles on his shoulder plate, "I don't think the lyrics made it any clearer…you're a really great friend to me…"
The Porsche blushed, "Aww, come on, now…"
"I'm serious", she began-harkening back to the months that had passed, "Before I met you, I didn't have too many friends who could accept me like that…" She quickly added in, "I mean, sure, there's Scratch…but-he was my teacher, first and foremost…I mean someone who I could just hang out with." The red head then giggled, "I always daydreamed of meeting you guys…I never imagined I'd wind up working with you…or, at least trying…"
The Autobot raised a non-existent brow, "Tryin'?" Picking her up once more, he proceeded to lay her in his arms; cradling her much like the times before, "Aww, come on…ya' kiddin' me? Look at all da' times ya' helped Ratch in da' med bay…or all da' work ya' did wit' Prowl on Teletraan-One…or all da' beautiful music ya' play." He then tilted his head, "You're da' one who's helped us…we're not jus' friends; we're family…an' ya' know dat'."
The girl just smiled-had to agree with that…and this was one family she wouldn't trade for anything. As if to emphasize the point, she caringly leaned into his chest plate; nestling herself further into his arms. With her head beginning to grow heavy from a long day, she sighed, "I take it you're lookin' at the stars?"
That he was, and he didn't hesitate to voice his opinion, "Yep…an' someday, you're gonna' be one."
The teen grinned at his semi cliché line-perhaps he'd watched too many soap operas. But, she didn't mind noting its sweetness none the less…even if her sentence was interrupted by a yawn, "Thanks for the…encouragement." Her voice became softer as she began to nod off-another yawn cutting her off, "You're a…good friend…"
The saboteur just shook his head and smiled, as he knew she was falling asleep. Adding a gentle rock, he soothed, "You too…don't know what I'd do without ya'."
Her unseeing eyes now shut, she mumbled, "Me neither…" The girl then curled up and nuzzled into his chest plate more-being slowly lulled by the rhythmic hum of his spark.
The 'Bot smirked as he settled into a comfortable position; deciding to let her nap until it was time to take her home. His voice soft, he lulled, " 'Night, Kayla."
The teen shifted one more time and sighed…then let out a murmur-almost inaudible…
"…love you…"
The mech stared for a long beat…but then let his grin grow wider as he whispered…
"…you too…"
And with that, he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead.
She had suffered loss twice, on two different levels, but had gained even more-a talent, friends, and a new family.
And being nestled in the arms of her best friend, who she loved so much, a soft smile appeared as his soothing humming had her peacefully asleep and dreaming contently.
Because Kayla knew, whatever happened-be it bad or good-she was still the luckiest girl in the world.
The End.
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AN: Nothing too special here; just a quick wrap up to end the story (or storIES I should say). But stay tuned, because there's ONE more story with our musician friend to wrap up this now-trilogy.
But thank you all so much for taking the time to read this and take this trip down memory lane with me. I think this shows how much my writing's improved over time. Be sure to check out my more recent writings, as well as my webcomic, "Jamie Jupiter"! Message me for details! Later!