It's Love?

by anon12938

Marian thought babysitting would be the perfect chance to stay home with her sister and focus on her art. She didn't expect the kids to get into trouble with giant alien robots every time she turned around, and how was she to know that painting a picture of an Aston Martin would give her a permanent, egotistical migraine? An awkward romance told in 100 word snippets. KnockOut/Oc

99. Almost There!

A/N: SDKJLHSKLDFJGHSDFLJKGH ONE MORE CHAPTER UNTIL CHAPTER 100 IS HERE.

I just hit 50,000+ words for my NaNoWriMo novel with three days to spare, so I have more free time; as long as I don't get sick/break my bro's laptop while I'm waiting for my computer to be fixed.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers Prime, just the random OCs and plot rainbows I barf out.

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Chapter Ninety-Nine: Almost There!

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"I'm curious, is body fat a form of energy reserves? You don't seem to have fuel tanks like a Cybertronian would, but must your bodies come up with such an unsightly form of energy storage?"

Marian's hand clenched tightly around the cellphone that she had pulled out of her pocket, her teeth gritting together noisily as she did her best to contain her anger despite the fact she was quivering with barely restrained fury.

Another poke.

"Are you even listening, squishy?"

Before she realized what happened, her arm was in motion, hurling her cellphone at the mech's stunned face.