Title: Bang Bang
Rating: M
Pairing: Fem!Shrapnel/Grimlock
Genre: Romance/Humor
Universe: Prime AU – "Three Little Words" and "Take My Spark" Universe
Warnings: AU, f/m, language, FoC spoilers
Songs of Inspiration:
"Uptown Girl" by Billy Joel
Author's Note: Another chapter that I wrote up pretty quick. I've got quite a few muses going haywire and I hope to keep these juices flowing. I've gone back to therapy and I've been feeling a lot better lately. Not completely well, but better than I was before. The ending to this is also quite funny, or to me it is. Haha. Anyways, thanks so much for your support, Speedy! It means a lot to me. Enjoy!
Bang Bang – Part 4
"Now, I want you to be on your best behavior."
Hardshell grunted when his daughter rubbed a cloth over his temporal plating, wiping any dirt that may had been present. The larger mech groaned and rolled his eyes.
"Shrapnel, please. Don't tell me your nervous?"
His daughter shot him a look. "Nervous? Of course not. The only thing I'm worried about is you two tearing the entire base apart."
Her father chuckled lightly. "Oh, my little firefly, I'm not going to do anything to him. I promise." Hardshell lifted his hand up to show the honor in his word. The honor in which Shrapnel believed none of.
"Your digits are crossed behind your back."
The Insecticon was silent before giving his daughter a crooked smile.
She sighed in slight irritation. "I mean it, dad."
"I know, my sweet honey comb. But you know, it's my job as a–"
"Yes, yes, I know. It's your duty as a father and blah blah blah I get it."
The small family shared a laugh before Shrapnel patted her father on the shoulder.
"Alright, looks like my work here is done. Now to go see if Grimlock is ready. See you in a bit, Daddy!" Shrapnel called as she jogged off, leaving her father to laugh lightly on his own.
"And remember, best behavior!"
"Alright, alright. I'll... try."
The femme glared half-heartedly at her sire before running off to see if her boyfriend was ready to meet her father, and if everyone else was ready in the base to stop them if need be.
"Gah, babe! Is this really necessary?"
"Yes, not quit acting like a sparkling and hold still before I make you."
The Dinobot leader stilled in his chair, his back hunched and his body slouched with arms crossed over his upper chassis as Shrapnel rubbed his shoulder and facial plating with a clean cloth, wiping away the dirt and grime, leaving behind shining and gleaming plating.
The Insecticon femme smiled when finally satisfied with her work and pulled back.
"Now Grimlock, I want you on your best behavior."
"Now what makes you think that I won't be on my best behavior?"
She glared at him.
"Okay, you got me. But I'll try my best, babe. I promise."
"Yeah, my dad tried to tell me the same thing. Now uncross your fingers behind your back."
Grimlock glanced back and forth before pulling his servo from behind his back, his fingers uncrossing. He laughed breathlessly and looked at the floor. The Dinobot sighed and felt Shrapnel place a servo on his face, pulling him up to look at her. They shared a smiled before she pecked him on the lips.
"Come on, let's go."
Grimlock sighed hesitantly before standing, taking Shrapnel's servo in his before walking out of his private quarters.
Soon to be their private quarters.
Surprisingly, their meeting went well. No fire, no screeching, no destruction caused by inner hatred for each other.
Only once did things become tense.
"Daddy, you already know Grimlock."
"How could I forget?" malice laced within the Insecticon's voice.
"Daddy, please. I said be–"
"You sure you wanna bring that up, pe–"
"Alright, that's enough!"
"Yes, darling." they both said in unison.
Although, after that, everything went smoothly. Except Shrapnel did catch the two glare at each other when they thought she wasn't looking, and it only took a glare from her to get them to behave.
She smiled as she sat next to Grimlock as they ate dinner, only partially listening to her father and her boyfriend talk about Primus knows what.
The only thing she could think about was the fact that she had both her father and the almighty leader of the Dinobots wrapped around her finger. Not like she needed them, she wanted them.
Shrapnel was a strong independent Insecticon femme who don't need no mech, whether that mech be her own father or mech that could turn into a prehistoric dinosaur from a planet that wasn't native to her species.