Hey guys, I got a one shot request from a guest reviewer! THANK YOU GUEST! *claps energetically* I just came back from a barbecue and I'm all sweaty and tired because it was at a local community center and they had swing sets!~ I haven't swang in ages and it was so much fun! I've also started a new book and I'm reading a really long fanfiction! If you like pokemon, go read Ashes of the Past by Saphroneth! It's time travel and pokemon, and it's really funny! It's really good! I personally skip the battle parts because they always bored me anyway, but the character interaction is great. It has legendaries!~~
*coughcough* Anyway, a guest requested me to do a one shot over last chapter's #119. I don't feel like typing it, so just hit the back button and go read it. I'm actually really excited about this one, so let's hope I do okay! I'M NOT PROMISING THIS WILL BE A SUPER FUNNY CHAPTER. THE RULE IS A LITTLE SAD IF YOU THINK ABOUT IT. I made up the Twins' backstories, so I'm claiming Creative Liscence just in case of haters and know-it-alls.
*insert standard disclaimer here*
Now, let's get one thing straight. I don't have many regrets in my life, especially for someone my age. I had an okay childhood up until my parents divorced, and even though I got bullied growing up, I try not to focus on it, even if did cause me to develop trust issues and be unable to socialize correctly. Again, the less I focus on it, the better. But one of the few regrets I do have is that I don't kids to call my own. I love children and wish to make their world a perfect place, so they can remain innocent for as long as possible. But, like I said ealier, I have trouble building relationships with people. I don't really care about romance, despite my actions around Magnus saying something else. That's a whole 'nother topic I really don't feel like goin' into right now. At this point in my life, I'm unlikely to meet someone who I'd feel comfortable having a child with, especially while I'm working with NEST. I'm not in a hurry to get married or anything, I just want to have a kid. I know that's a strange thing to say. I wouldn't MIND being married, but it's not at the top of the list, ya know?
Anyway, I get a lot of flack for letting the Lambo and Chevy twins call me their mother. Trust me, if I didn't want them to, they'd know. You could call it a bit of wish fulfillment. I've always wanted my first child to be a boy. I don't know why, just that it'd be right somehow. I've always liked the rambunctiosness of most boys. So to have FOUR sons makes me actually rather happy. And a little sad, when you know why they call me 'Ma.' Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were abandoned by their creators at an orphanage back on Cybertron, years before the war started. They were nothing more than sparklings, barely a few 'months' old. No one knew who Skids and Mudflap's mech-creator was, but their mother died in the war effort. She was an engineer who's lab was blown up when they were young, the cybertronian equivalent of three or four years old. All four of them are orphans.
So I don't really mind suddenly being a single mother of four who all happen to be in their late teens or older. The rest call me 'Mom' most as a joke, but I think the twins take it seriously. I remember when I complained about it once, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe heard me and asked if I wanted them to stop. There was almost a fear in their optics when they asked, like they were afraid I'd say this. Fear... and sadness. Premature acceptance, like it'd happened before. That they'd tried to get themselve a mother and been rejected. And suddenly, it wasn't as annoying anymore. It became almost like a new nickname that you have to get used to instead. Except... it wasn't. I'm okay with that. I thought I'd never hear that word addressed to me. When I said that, those two immediately ran and hugged me, saying "Thank you" over and over and over again. I almost started crying. I immediately went to Chevy twins, who had been eavesdropping, and told them the same thing. I did start crying when they hugged me too. That was a very emotional day for me. For everyone involved really.
Fast forward to a few months later, and you have Prowl standing in front of my desk, stating the damage the twins have caused this week. Yep, everyone has pretty much accepted my unofficial adoption of both sets of twins, even Prowl. Oh, don't get me wrong. He glitched almost every time they called me 'Ma' for about a month and a half, but he's gotten used to it. Mostly. Mhmm. Uh huh. Sure Prowler. They glued your stack of data pads to your desk AGAIN? I'll get them to unstick them for you. Uh huh, you're welcome. Got into Shockwave's plant o' doom mix? Well, use the damn mega-flamethrower Wheeljack made last week to kill the man-eating bastards. What? They've already eaten someone? This is why we have INSURANCE Prowl. Besides, it takes those things at least a week to digest something as big as a human, just cut the poor bastard out after you've killed the thing. Yes, the twins will get paperwork duty and YES, they'll get a 'proper scolding.' No, I'm not rolling my eyes at you Prowl, nor am I being sarcastic. Don't you have something better to do than complain about the twins? I said I'll handle it. Shoo. GET OUT! *slams door* *coughs* ... Excuse me.
Obviously, we have to be careful when King Shithead of the Paper Pushers comes to visit, so they have to go back to calling me 'Director Woodward', which feels weird as fuck. Apparently, I shouldn't 'build a relationship' with the 'robots' because 'they don't really feel emotions Woodward. They're just machines Woodward. What are you doing walking threateningly towards me with that potted cactus Woodward?' But anyone who ISN'T a dick, aka General Morshower and his possey, don't really care and WANT us to build a relationship with the bots, so we don't have to hide it. That was what NEST was originally built for afterall! I admit, they were weirded out at first, but otherwise don't care that much as long as work gets done. But yeah, that's the story about how I became the mom to four adolescent robots from outerspace. *thumbs up and grins before rolling her eyes at the explosion that just happened outside her window* Whoops, gotta go. Talk to y'all later. *shuts her laptop and runs out the door*
So there you guys go! Is this better than the last one I wrote? I think it is. You get a little more backstory on both Kathy and both sets of twins. It wasn't particulary funny, but it got better toward the end. It's not a fun subject at all really, but I enjoyed writing it a lot. Tell me what you think in a review, along with anymore rules and requests you want me to do! A big thank me to the guest who requested this! IF YOU ARE ANONYMOUS, GIVE ME A FAKE NAME YOU'D LIKE FOR ME TO REFER TO YOU AS SO IT'S A LITTLE MORE SPECIFIC PLEASE.
Have a good night/day (depending where you are) y'all! It's about 10pm (20:00) where I am, so I'll probably be done for the day after I post this. I hope you enjoyed! *blows kisses at everyone of you*