Nostalgia
Disclaimer: Don't own Transformers; I just own Peaches, Abby and Snowball. I also don't own the TV shows mentioned in here.
She was in her room alone; it had just a berth, a human sized-bed for if she wanted to sleep in her alternate form, a crib for her adopted daughter and a basket for her puppy to sleep in. Peaches was on the bed in her human form of a brown haired girl with blue eyes, a red t-shirt, orange pants and white flip-flops. She had pulled out a cardboard box about the size of the box that the clothes, toys, diapers, and dog toys and food had come in after she had first adopted the human infant known as Abby and the collie known as Snowball.
In that box were several things from Peaches' life as a human, from infancy to her senior year in high school, when she had first learned that she was a Cybertronian.
What her parents had told her about her infancy was that Peaches had learned to sit , stand, walk and talk much earlier than a regular human did and that she always loved to play with the stuffed toy based on the titular character of the television show Lamb Chop's Play Along. The femme remembered having watched that show and various other human "educational" shows when she had turned 4 years old, Sesame Street, Mr. Roger's Neighborhood, and Wishbone were the ones she remembered the best.
Peaches picked up the stuffed lamb and a few video tapes of episodes of her former favorite shows, now worn out to the point where she should have thrown them away but couldn't. The last things from that time period of her life were several books that had been featured on the show Reading Rainbow and a t-shirt autographed by Levar Burton.
Dad was always a big Star Trek fan, the orange and red femme thought as she looked at pictures of herself as a human in elementary school. She had been the "shy girl" but never a troublemaker and had gotten some of the best grades. Peaches had watched several Star Trek episodes with her parents during this time period, as well as a few of the movies. Although she had never understood them, the Pretender had enjoyed spending the time with both of her parents. She became a tomboy in 5th grade, getting obsessed with Digimon, Power Rangers, and Yu-gi-oh. Sure, the boys had always thought she would never beat them in a game of Duel Monsters but Peaches had done so several times.
Middle school was a little bit better, except for the nasty things written on the bathroom walls. Peaches cringed every time she thought of this, doing so now as she looked at the yearbook she had gotten in 8th grade. She had had one friend who later moved away and was never heard from again…was that someone knocking on the door, bringing her back to the present time?
"Peaches, are you okay?" Sideways asked his sparkmate, as he stood there wondering what was going on.
"I'm reminiscing, leave me alone." Peaches replied, as she picked up a high school yearbook.
The ex-Decepticon shrugged and walked off.
After she was sure he had left, Peaches put everything back in the box and then started singing "The song that never ends".
"Peaches, you better stop that!" Ironhide shouted. "I can hear you all the way out on the shooting range!"
Peaches sighed and stopped singing as she walked out of the room to take Abby back from Tai.
"Sure, I can be immature and complain that it's not fair that I had to grow up, find out my true origins, and barely graduate high school but not right now. I'm going to pick out several shows that I'll let you watch when you're older sweetspark." she said to her adopted sparkling after taking her in her arms.
"Aren't you getting ahead of yourself?" Arcee asked.
"Oops." Peaches said, then started humming "The song that never ends"
"Peaches!" everybody else shouted.
The Pretender sighed. Who wrote that song anyway, she thought to herself as she took Abby to the kitchen to get some food…
Author's note: Wrote this because I myself got nostalgic about certain things I liked from my childhood.