My Little Boy
Story Four
That's How You Know
"You like her."
"No, I don't."
"Uh, yeah, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"You do."
"I don't…!"
Grace then began to sing a few bars of a song. "How does she know you love her...!"
"Grace, stop it, you're being annoying!"
The teenage human looked dough eyed at the red mech and sighed. Cliffjumper scoffed in discomfort. As usual, Grace was playing matchmaker, again, and once she caught wind of a potential couple, she'd never let it go. Now Cliffjumper knew what her human friends in school had to put up with.
This time, Grace's victims were Cliffjumper... and Thrash In, Cliffjumper's only Cybertronian childhood friend.
They were the only two Cybertronian spaklings that were born on Earth, and they knew each other for a long time. His mother, Arcee, and her father, Breakdown, were close friends. Though, Thrash In's mother, Airachnid didn't have a good history with Arcee. That was a good reason to not be paired up with his long time friend. They wouldn't make a good couple.
"I think you really sorta like her, fess up..." Grace sang on the last syllable.
"Grace... if you don't stop right now, I swear to Primus that I'll-"
The young Darby girl gave off a mischievous smile, only provoking Cliffjumper more. If she wasn't human, how they'd kick each others'...
"That you'll what?"
The tension in his hands dispersed and Cliffjumper sighed in sorrow. Grace's teasing only made it worse, but honestly, he was more confused about Thrash In all together. They were the only two Earth raised Cybertronians. They grew up together, mostly because his mother and her father, Uncle Breakdown were friends. There were more Cybertronians in the galaxy, but Thrash In was the only femme his age he knew really well. There mothers didn't had a good history together, but he and Thrash In got along well. To Cliffjumper, she was just Thrash In; nothing more, nothing less...
"She's a good friend," began Cliffjumer. "Tactful, strong, always follows her gut... I admire her that way."
"But what's holding you back?" The dark smile on her face still wouldn't leave.
"Meat bag, if you don't shut up, I'll hit you so hard...!"
He could tell she was enjoying this. Every taunt, every love song she referenced to, every mention of Thrash In... She never got off his case.
Suddenly, her expression turned from mockery, to one of seriousness. For once, Grace looked... sympathetic. Understanding.
"Just because she's the only friend, a femme friend, that's the same species as you, doesn't mean that you can still go for it."
At times, Grace always annoyed Cliffjumper to the point of mulling her... and at the same time, she knew what was on his mind. Though, if he got an energon cube every time Grace verbally 'attacked' him, the Cybertronians on Earth wouldn't have to worry about a shortage of supply.
"I just..." Cliffjumper started. "Don't want to screw this up. She's my only friend. The uncles are great, but I can't get really 'buddy-buddy' with them, you know? With Thrash In... I can be like that around her. I can make up my mind instead of me standing like an idiot with no where to go. She gives me that... and I appreciate her for all she does."
Grace went back to her signature smile, though some of the seriousness was still there.
"To get to something, you gotta take your chances," began Grace. "Sometimes, you just gotta screw things up."
A small, but warm smile came across Cliffjumper, and his eyes looked shyly towards the ground. Grace was off the hook for all the mockery... for now.
"But the amazing thing is," began Grace, going back to serious. "You see beyond the bad in her. Airachnid's her mom, yet took put all that to the side... and you can still get along with her and be her friend... even liking her."
The red mech cracked in annoyance to the finishing remark, but he held back and kept in mind of the scores between this verbal spar.
"She's Thrash In... only Thrash In," said Cliffjumper. "No one should have to carry grudges that don't belong to them."
A genuine smile drew upon Grace's face, and she nodded. His mother, Arcee, and Grace's father, Uncle Jack were friends a long time before they were born. There were moments when Grace said something that drove Cliffjumper to the point of, well... diving off a cliff. At the end of the day, they couldn't hate each other forever. She and her brother, Zane were Cliffjumper's only 'siblings'. Since his father, Knock Out wasn't alive... he wouldn't have real siblings of his own.
The scores were still uneven. He needed to get some payback. He let Grace off the hook long enough.
"Who was it that I saw you holding hands in the parking lot...? That Martin kid?"
Grace's face turned redder than Cliffjumper's finish.
Note*~
Grace's 'songs'
("How does she know you love her...!') That's How You Know - from the movie Enchanted
("I think you really sorta like her, fess up...") This Is My Idea - from the movie Swan Princess
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