A/N: This chapter is in Wheelie's POV and takes place just after ROTF.
"So, how's the new optic working out for you?" Will asked, face schooled.
He'd been doing that alot lately whenever I was around. I know everyone thinks I'm just a perverted little punk, but even I can tell the way he looks at me is...less friendly than others.
"S'fine, Will." I replie causually. There was just something though about that eye color that looked familiar somehow.
His eyes darkened. "You really okay with being an Autobot? You didn't just switch sides because it was the winning side, right?" he sounded angry for some reason.
I was about to retort about it being none of his slagging business when I finally matched his expression to a long ago memory.
A black seeker had threatened to tear out my optics and rewire them to my aft if I tried to spike his energon again. It was only a breen later that I found out exactly who that seeker was.
As I stared at Will-Will, it was so obvious once you thought about it-I couldn't help but flinch. Maybe he wasn't still angry about that energon thing? "You're-"
"Answer the question." he hissed and looked around to make sure no one was in the room. "Or I'll tear out your opitcs and rewire them to your aft."
That pretty much answered that question. "Well, I'm okay with it." I answered. "After all, if you became one-"
"No I didn't." Will didn't even stutter.
I stared at him in shock. "But, how? Wha...?" I felt so very confused right now.
At first, I didn't think he'd explain. After all, he probably just saw me as a drone, but then he spoke. "Will the mech is still a 'Con, but Will the human is on my family's side."
"So basically when you're like this-" I gestured to his human guise-"you're on the squish-er, human's side?"
Will stared at me icily. "No, I said family's side. General humanity by extension only."
"Why?" Like always, I ran my mouth off before I could stop.
Will scowled at me and for a moment, I thought he really would tear out my optics. But he made no other movement than to look around again. "I don't have to tell you everything. Know your place, drone."
I cringed back. Even though he looked like a human, Will still had that terrifyingly calm voice that could instill fear into anyone more than any angry howl or roar could.
"Right boss, backing off." I scooted away from him.
His face softened, only a little though. "Don't call me that. It'll be weird and raise questions."
"Then, what do I call you?" I asked nervously.
"Will, duh!" he said rolling his eyes.
I nodded, any smart afts remarks I wanted to say were pushed back by the fact this guy/mech really would go through with his threat.
"Right." I shifted. After the overall shock wore off, I asked, "Can I ask how long you've been on this mudball?"
Surprisingly, he didn't bristle at the insult. "A lot longer than any of you have been here." he said enigmatically.
I knew that was all he was gonna say on the subject. "So, about your family. They legit?"
Will's eyes widened, a look of rage coming over his face. "What did you just say?" he hissed.
I think I just stumbled onto a sensitive subject. And while I wasn't really into all that mushy stuff, I knew I had to take my oede out of my mouth and fast. "Nothing! Nothing at all. Won't bring it up again!"
Will stared at me critically, like he was waiting for me to open my mouth again. "That's right nothing."
He moved from his seat as other 'Bots and soldiers came in, and put a happy look on his face as he began talking to them.
I shuddered. I didn't know whether or not to respect or fear him, so I settled for both. It just seemed safer that way.