A/N: OMG I am soooo sorry it took me so freaking long to update! I have had so much stuff to do the last few days. Between work, getting ready for Blizzcon (geeky I know 3 ) and me getting sick (again _ ) I have had little time to type up what I had written at work or when I am waiting for my boyfriend to get off work. Anyway~ thanks so much to Yourdeadwafflecone (I freaking love your penname!) and The Great Susinko for the reviews! 3 they made me more confidante about what the frag I was writing, though I will admit I would still write this for my own sick pleasure 8D
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own Transformers, Hasbro/Takara does, though if I did, TFA Blizwing would be in the movie. God I love that Mech! (he is the only reason I even started to watch TFA.)
(OP POV)
The way back to Sam's home was a long one. Mission City seemed to be on the other side of the fragging planet as we sat in the aircraft carrier Capt. Lennox had instructed to take us 'home' in. I guess if Sam's parents agreed to let Megatron and I stay in their home, it would become a place I could in fact call home.The word sounded strange to me as I thought about it. I can't remember the last time I truly had a place to call home.
Once everyone was on the ship, Ratchet started to work on Jazz and Bumblebee, no need to waist time when there was plenty of room on the craft carrier to work, and Ratchet always had everything he needed. The process was a long and fragile one, and while I wanted to try and help, even in the state I was in, the other humans had a different idea, mainly asking me every question they could think of.
"So, Optimus is it?" I nodded at Captain Lennox's question. "I thought you were, yah know, a guy robot." He asked; the others nodded in agreement.
"Well I guess compared to your definitions of gender I would be considered a male if you took into consideration purely appearance." I paused, thinking of the best way to phrase what I wanted to say as the others stared at me eagerly. "Though internally I think I would come closer to a female. You see, femme bots are a rarity on our planet, and deemed almost unnecessary since most of our kind came from the Allspark, though some bots are able to produce sparklings, carriers as we call them, and they don't have to be a femme bot." I started to twist my pointer fingers together, in a seemingly nerves gesture. "I was a carrier, though I have never had a sparkling, I was able to if I so desired. Circumstances, mainly the war, did not allow for that. I believe the Allspark deemed being a carrier a quality of a human female, and something I should still be able to do, so here I am." The entire time I was explaining I could hear Ratchet in the background saying some "yep" and "mmhm"s. My eye twitched at each one and I had to resist the temptation to turn around and throw something at him.
"...Well that has to be a shock to your system." Sergeant Epps said as he put his hands behind his head and leaned back into his chair.
"You have no idea." I sighed, leaning back and eventualy falling asleep for the remainder of the trip.
Once we arrived at the army station, I nearly ran over to a now very awake and awestruck Bumblebee.
"Bosebot you seem to have shrunk" he asked in a puzzled tone. My mood quickly turned to utter glee as he spoke.
"Primus! I have not heard you speak in so long." I smiled up at him as he knelt down and set his hand down for me to stand on. He lifted me up to his shoulder, which I sat on so I could talk to him at a less awkward angle. I hugged the side of his faceplates as he spoke.
"What are we going to do Optimus? You can't come home with us like this, and I am not leaving you here by yourself! What if the Decepticons come after you? What if they find out you are a human? They will kill you!"
"Don't worry Bee, I don't think I will get attacked anytime soon. And as for what I am going to do, Sam is going to talk to his parents to see if I can stay with them for a while." I smiled at him.
"And who was that other human, the one that would not wake up."
I looked at him for a moment before answering. "Megatron." I stated simply, watching as Bumblebee's optics flared. "NO! You are not going to attack him! I don't care what he has done in the past, what can he possibly do to us now? He is in the same situation as me Bumblebee! He is going to be just as lost and confused as I am right now and the fragging Allspark chose to do this to us, so there has to be a go reason for it!" Bumblebee let out a whimper as I yelled. I hugged him tighter, petting his antenna comfortingly, trying to calm him down the way I use to when I was a mech and he was barley out of his protoform. "I'm sorry for yelling. I did not mean to. I truly didn't. I can't control myself very well right now, its nothing against you. If anything I am mad at myself." I sighed sadly.
"I shouldn't have questioned you. You always did what was right before, and you are still the same bot, you just got short and squishy." Bumblebee laughed as he watched me cringe at that statement.
"As cute as this reunion is, I need to stop by my house so I can get you something decent to wear Optimus. I will meet you at Sam's house." As Mikaela said this Bumblebee put me back onto the ground and transformed into his alt-form, opening his drivers side door to her.
"I'll give you a ride." Mikaela nodded and quickly gave Sam a kiss and got into the shiny yellow Camaro. As Ratchet and Ironhide, along with a recharging Jazz and still unconscious Megatron, came up to me I heard Ironhide say something about how we should put the Decepticon in Bee's trunk. I'm just going to pretend I did not hear that.
"I guess we should get you two to Sam's" Ratchet said. Ironhide took the hint and transformed into a Black GMC TopKick C4500, that seemed way more intimidating than it should have. How is it that I became the smallest, most fragile looking thing possible when I am still technically the leader? Did I unknowingly piss off Primus?
Ratchet set Jazz into the bed of the truck and then transformed as well. Captain Lennox placed Megatron in the passenger's seat of the H2 before turning to Sam and I.
"Well I don't know about you guys but I have a family to go and see, and a baby girl to hold for the first time." He was beaming with pride as he said this. "If you guys need anything give me or Epps a call. I'm sure you are going to need us to get some paperwork for Optimus and Megatron but we can worry about that when we are not so tired." He and Sergeant Epps waved goodbye as they got into an army H1 and drove away.
"So are we going to just stand around and let the old man beat us to Sam's or are we going to get to live here and you just wanted grumpy to put up with psycho when he wakes up?" The truck grumbled. "As funny as that would be." He added as Sam got into the drivers side.
I opened the driver's side door and latterly had to jump into the seat. Really? Can I at least get some kind of hint as to what I did to piss you off Primas? I grumbled to myself as I sat up and closed the door. As we started off in the direction of Sam's house I started to fidget in my seat, and unfortunately Sam took notice, raising an eyebrow as he watched me.
"Don't look at me like that. You would feel awkward too if you were sitting inside one of your teammates." I said as I looked nonchalantly out the window, trying to avoid all eye contact, which I found out made me more embarrassed of my lack of control.
"Optimus there is nothing to slagging worry about! Its not like you weigh anything so stop moving around like that before I have to pin you in place! Its annoying!" Ironhide growled. My eyes widened and I nodded, sitting as still as I could manage, even going so far as breathing as little as possible.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" I slowly turned to Sam who had an odd expression on his face. "So the reason why I am like, 99.99% sure you can stay at my house is because my mom has always wanted a daughter." He rolled his eyes when he said the last bit. "I think once I explain everything she will kind of get what she wants and in turn you get what you want, but she might go a little crazy with you." My eyes widened. "Good crazy. As in you get whatever you want and never get in trouble kind of crazy. On that note, if I get into trouble you get to bail me out! This is going to be great!" he grinned at this.
"In that case, I will let you be the one there when the 'psycho', as someone likes to call him, wakes up." I said sweetly as I turned my attention back to what was passing us as we approached Sam's house with a smile. I heard Sam breath in sharply and could practically feel his dead. Maybe all these emotions are not so bad.
Soon Sam's house came into view and we were standing in front of it, Ironhide went around the back to were Ratchet was no doubt. I felt the color drain from my face as we walked up to the door and I had to resist the urge to run to find my teammates and hide. Nevermind what I said about emotions being not so bad! Sam grabbed my arm as I stubbornly tried to back away from the door. He pulled me inside the house and locked the door behind us. I gulped as I looked around. It was so clean and I felt as if I was contaminating everything so I kept my hands as close to my body as I could as I followed Sam into another room. Once into the room, I could see his parents sitting on a rather large couch. His mother jumped up and hugged Sam and his father demanded to know were he had been and what happened after those 'strange government people' had taken him away. Suddenly his mother's eyes caught mine and everyone's attention was on me, much to my dismay. I really wanted to shrink into the walls at this point.
"Oh! Who is this Sam?" she asked as she let him out of her arms.
"This is Optimus Prime, well kind of. You might want to sit down for this it is going to be a long story." He said as he motioned for his mother to sit back down. As he explained who I was, who my teammates were and all of the chaos that went on between him getting his car and us arriving here, I started to push my fingers together, waiting for the questions to start to be directed at me.
"So you're the one that destroyed my flowers?" I blushed at this and nodded awkwardly.
"I'm sorry about that. I did not mean to I did not realize I stepped on them at the time. I'll help fix the backyard and anything else that was damaged."
"Mom! We can worry about that later. Can he…she stay with us until we can figure something else out?"
"So you are the good robot?" his mother asked. I nodded. "And the evil one?"
"He is with my teammates at the moment. He has been unconscious since the Allspark was absorbed into his body. Please let us stay with you. We have nowhere else to go and I will do anything you ask of me! And I will make sure Megatron stays out of trouble and behaves and…"
"Of course you can stay!" his mother said, cutting me off in mid sentence. I stared at her with an awestruck expression, her husband looking at her with something acute to horror. "Oh don't look at me like that Ron. I am not going to throw defenseless children out onto the streets when we have plenty of space in the house. Besides! I always wanted a daughter, and this is the perfect chance for me to have one!" I had to resist the urge to hug her at this point, even if I was covered from head to toe in dirt. "Oh we will have so much fun! Tomorrow we will go shopping and I can teach you all about being a human girl and…"
"MOM! Now is not the time to go all affectionate on Optimus here. We are tired and we need to take a shower and eat. You can inflict your motherly ways on her later." Sam grumbled.
"You and the Mega-whatever his name is, are going to have to change your names. Optimus is not a very human name, but we can think that over later, I need to get dinner ready so it should be done after you two freshen up some." She smiled, and then walked off to what I assumed to be the kitchen.
Sam then proceeded to tug me in the direction of the stairs. "Mikaela is coming over soon! Send her up to my room when she gets here! And she is going to want to come with you tomorrow!" Sam yelled over his shoulder as we ascended the stairs. As we walked down the hall to his room I heard his mother say "keep your door open". That is a strange thing to say.
With that thought in mind I ran into Sam's back with a huff. I blinked a few times before asking him what was wrong.
"I think I am more tired than I thought. Pease let me be seeing things." He stressed. I looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Is everything okay?" he did not answer, but started to open the door slowly, nudging it the rest of the way with his foot like something grouse was inside. "Aww common! Who the hell put him in my bed?!" He groaned. I looked over his shoulder to see a seemingly sleeping Megatron in Sam's bed. "Now I am going to have to burn my sheets."
"I'm sure he will be more than happy to assist you with that when he wakes up." I said matter-of-factly as we walked into the room. Sam sat down at his desk, almost throwing himself into the chair, resting his head on the palm of his left hand.
"Yah but did he have to be there in the first place? They could have put him on the floor. Or better yet, not in the guest room."
"Because Ratchet knows were the guest room is. Really Sam, I don't see what the big deal is." I started to look around the room as I looked for a place to sit. Primus he has a lot of stuff. Why do humans have so many useless things everywhere? I determined the only place to sit was on the edge of the bed so I walked up to it and proceeded to sit, only to be startled by how much I sank when I sat down, and let out a startled squeak-like sound. I clasped my hands over my mouth in embarrassment as Sam bursted out laughing.
"What he hell was that?"
"Sorry." I said sheepishly. "I did not expect the bed to sink so much."
"Are autobot beds not soft?" he asked with a yawn, which I found out was contagions because I mimicked it almost immediately.
"They are, but I did not sink that much when I sat on one. Well. At least I think they were soft. They were comfortable when I was a mech, but I did not have as many nerves as I do now so I don't really think I can compare them." I seemed to get more tired by the second as I talked, or maybe it was the beds fault.
" Oh my god! I am so sorry that took so long guys! My freaking mom would not stop questioning me when I got home. It took me forever to escape!" Mikaela said as she came into the room carrying a blue cloth bag in her hand. "I brought you some cloths though."
"Thank you. I need to get clean and change before I go insane, or fall asleep. Neither really sound appealing to me at the moment." I stood up and stretched tiredly in a attempt to will myself to stay awake a little longer.
"You can take a shower in the guest room. While you are doing that I am going to move this" Sam motioned to Megatron. "Out of my bed and into the guestroom. I can put him on the chair or something so you can have the bed if you want."
"He can be put on the bed. I will figure something else out." With that, I followed Sam and Mikaela across the hall to a larger, less cluttered room.
"The bathroom is through that door. I'll leave you two to that."
Once we were left alone Mikaela turned to me and smiled. "I guess I get to explain how you need to get dressed. It's a little more complicating than what you have on now." I looked at the hoodie I still had on. It's more complicating? What's wrong with what I have on? I watched silently as she emptied the contents of the bag onto the dresser by the bed. "I will try to keep this as simple as possible. These" I blinked questionably at the small peace of black fabric. "are panties. You wear them under everything. If you don't like the style than we can get a different style and fabrics tomorrow, I just brought what I thought would be most comfortable. This is a cami. It has a built in bra. I thought it would be best for now since I don't have bra you can borrow, considering the.. size difference." Okay now I am confused. " Don't worry you will learn that they get in the way less with a bra on. It takes some getting use to though. Anyway. Here are some sweatpants and flip-flops. Tomorrow we will get you stuff you like more but this will due for now." I nodded as I gathered everything but the flip-flops and followed her into the bathroom. What a strange name for something.
"The left knob is for hot water the right is for cold. Pull the little lever on the spout to make the water come out of the showerhead. I'm sure you can figure the rest out. Well I need to go back home before my mom freaks out even more and does not let me go out with you guys tomorrow. Maybe Megatron will be up by then and can come with us." She laughed as she said the last part.
"I'm sure Sam will be overjoyed if he did. " and then I was left alone to clean up. I sighed as I took off the hoodie and looked at my new body in the mirror more closely.
I was about as tall as Mikaela, shorter by only a inch or so. My body was slender and looked much too fragile for my liking. My skin was not dark or pale, but had a healthy glow to it. Above the things that kept getting in the way, were two black Autobot tattoos on my shoulders. My face was round, not childishly so, and I had a small button like nose and full heart shaped lips. I had a few darker spots near my eyes, freckles I think they were called and almond shaped eyes with thick dark lashes. My hair was dark auburn that went to the small of my back in wavy currents. The only things I like, other than my tattoos, were my eyes. They were a bright, inhuman, electric blue.
I sighed as I looked away. I guess I will have to make the best of this, but first things first. I need to get clean.
Like everything that has happened to me since I was placed into this Primas forsaken body, taking a shower was more difficult than it should have been. First the water was perfect, then too hot, then to cold and then slagging soap was in my eyes! And then when I thought the worse was over the room was too fagging cold and there were knots in my hair, which hurt to get out, and getting dressed was a long and awkward process.
"So how was your first alone time in you new human body?" I groaned frustratingly in response, throwing the towel I was still using to dry my hair at him.
"Awkward!" I huffed as I threw myself down on the bed that was occupied by a sleeping Megatron who was on the other side of the bed. He stirred a bit and then mumbled something incoherent when I threw myself down. I stared at his back for a moment, before turning to Sam. "I thought you were going to take a shower too."
"Oh I am. I was just moving sleeping beauty here out of my bed so I can wash the sheets. I decided I did not really want to burn my favorite sheets after all, regardless of who they touched. And I don't really want to be the one he wakes up to."
"But he is not awake yet. You could have left him were he was." I said as I poked Megatrons back softly to prove my point. "See. Still asleep. If anything I would have expected you moving him to wake him up. Somehow I don't think you can carry him."
"Are you trying to wake him up geez!"
"Its not like if he wakes up he is going to pull a plasma canon on you or anything." I pointed out with a smile. Sam did not seem as amused as I was.
"Whatever, its your impending doom, not mine. If you need me I will be in my room." He said with a huff and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him with a soft click.
I sighed and turned so I was facing Megatrons back. "If you wake up and cause a scene, we might get thrown out." I said softly, not expecting a response. "I know if that happens the others will try and help but I don't know how much they can do with us like this. They are skeptical to help you in the first place, regardless of the situation but I wont just abandon you. I cant. You are the only person who understands me right now, as ironic as that sounds, and I am not going to leave you to go through this on your own. It's selfish, I know. I just… I can't help but feel this way." Great. I am venting to my unconscious enemy who could care less about what I think.
"I'm not going to cause a scene Prime, I'm not that stupid." A deep voice responded. Dread filled my body and my eyes widened as the body next to mine started to move.
A/N: Well that was longer than I thought it would be o_O; and sorry if it is not written very well. I don't think I will have time to proof read it and stuff before the weekend. I would rather have another chapter ready by then, so yah~ tell me what you think. 3