Define the Word Love

"Hey, girl! You think you can run away from us?!" yelled my friend, Rewind. He never did let me be for more than one second. If there was ever a chance I could be left alone, then I wouldn't be in this situation right now. He laughed as he reached me, tired from running what seemed to him to be about 200 miles.

I just laughed at him. "Rewind, I can run away from you, and I will! Don't get me wrong, boy. I can do it. I am armed." I then turned towards the direction I had been walking, and continued.

It's not that I don't like Rewind. He's nice, cute, and charming rolled into one annoying young Autobot. He can get irritating. His red paint job with black racing stripes in his alternate form (A Rolls-Royce Phantom Drop-Head Coupe) defined his stupidity at a high level, and his eyes weren't blue. When he was onlined, Ratchet was shocked to discover that at birth, he had purple eyes. Which could only mean one thing: he was sparked from a Decepticon and an Autobot. Rewind was a bit of a showoff at times, but that didn't stop him one bit from getting a bit irratating. Ironhide had probably threatened him this morning. He was a little awkward, but he was my best friend.

And he wasn't giving up. "Come on, girl! You're my little Prototype, you know?" At that, I had to laugh. We had both stopped at the cliff where we usually hung out and watched the beautiful Earthen Sun rise.

"Will, how many times do I have to tell you? I'm not your little Prototype. Understand?" After finally landing on Earth, I had scanned a Porsche 911 Turbo Cabriolet. Thus, I was officially shorter than Rewind. Sighing, I looked myself over for the fiftieth time since landing. I was pure black. My wheels had taken refuge as back armor, breaking in half and covering my entire back. If I was shot in the back, the wheels would turn, sending the bullet straight back to the sender. I was the Weapons Specialist of my team, the Allies. Rewind and I were of the race "Paraitronians", from the planet Paraitron, a short distance away from Cybertron. The Allies of the planet had aided the Autobots in their battle against Megatron, and Rewind and I had helped. However, after Unicron had attacked our planet, it was official, we had to find Optimus Prime once more, and warn him of Galvatron.

And we did just that.

But now, the dust had settled, and once again, we had nothing to worry about.

"So, Rewind. What are you doing here?" I asked, breaking the long silence that had tortured me.

Rewind just chuckled, his frame shaking from his mirth. "I wanted to ask a question." He then calmed down. Oh great, another one? "You know how Ironhide has a girl out there somewhere? I was just wondering. Do you have a mech out there, who survived Unicron and is looking for you?"

I was startled. I stepped back a bit, and took a long hard look at Rewind. This was a sudden question! Why ask such a thing? Didn't he know that if I had a choice, if my stubborn father would let me, I would... tell him? "Um... yes. I do have a mech..." I muttered, hoping my father wasn't listening in. "But... my father..."

Rewind chuckled once more. "Aw, Prototype don't worry about it! I understand. You're father's a bit of an odd one, you know?" He turned towards the sun rising. "He won't let you get into a big relationship. He loves you, you know? He adores you. You're the only thing he has left. Your mother... she didn't deserve that."

Unicron had eaten my mother along with the planet of Paraitron. I can still remember it to every last detail. But, where was he getting at?

"Prototype... I also have my eyes set out for a femme. She's beautiful. But.. she's scared to get serious because her father is the leader of the Allies, and is worried that he'll find out..." Aha! He loves me. He admits it.

I thought about it for a long time, that I could tell Rewind was frightened that I didn't hear him. When the sun was almost done its rise, I tackled him to the ground, finally making my decision that had bothered my CPU for a long time. I smirked evilly in his face as he looked at me, shocked from my sudden (and seductive) action.

"Prototype? What's going..." I cut him off there.

"Just shut up and kiss me, you stubborn spy."

And at that, we did a marvelous thing.

Let's just hope my dad doesn't find out...