This chapter isn't cannon, it's one that would be considered 'Offscreen events' or 'Fluff chapter', but this is the first one, not the second.
"Um, hi?" I said, raising my hands as I looked at the autobots staring at me, waiting for me to give them a reason to attack.
"Its a femme." The medic- if it looks like medic and sounds like a medic and acts like a medic, then it's probably a medic- sounded as if he was surprised.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The leader, Optimus, asked.
"My designation is Lunarflare, and I... I wish to join the autobots." I looked away, my first actual meeting with the autobots wasn't going- and definitely didn't start- very well and they had no reason to believe me since I just dropped down from the ceiling.
"Why would you think that we would fall for that, decepi-creep!" I flinched at the last word, it reminded me of my past atrocities that I never wanted to relieve.
"I don't, all I ask is that you all give me one chance to prove that I'm done with the decepticons forever. I understand watching me fall out of a vent doesn't make me seem very trustworthy, but I wanted to talk with me not in this kind of position." I almost let a few tears slip past my visor. And here you are getting emotional, gross. You're a Decepticon until they say you're not, stop spinning the emotion wheel early.
Oh hush or I'll find a way to mentally stuff you in a box.
Good luck with that, you'd trap us both inside.
Look at what I found~
No I- And then the thoughts from that part of my processor abruptly ceased.
I got up from the floor and tossed my weapons towards them to show them that I wasn't looking for a fight. "I wish to surrender if I cannot join your ranks." I said, my helm looking to the ground and arms were outstretched, waiting for a stasis cuff to go around them.
"I say we lock her up!" The small yellow-and-black autobot said, punching the air.
"I agree with Bumblebee on this one." The big green 'bot said, I could tell he was into painting- not that there was anything wrong with painting, I was rather fond of that as well- from various random paint splotches here and there on his armor.
The 'bot named Prowl spoke, "I'm not entirely sure about that choice of action. If she is a decepticon, then she could be of use in gathering intel on what the decepticons are doing while their leader is offline, perhaps they've appointed a new leader to take Megatron's place."
"But Prowl, she's a decepticon. Haven't you heard about decepticons, or have you been living under a rock this whole time?!" Bumblebee shouted. Prowl just gritted his denta and walked away. "What, what'd I say?" I laughed at that, but quickly stopped when the autobots' attention shifted back to me.
"So?"
"I can do that, though it would be hard to get back into their good graces again after I ran away." I mumbled the last part, but they heard me anyway.
"You... ran away? From your fellow decepticons?" Optimus asked incredulously.
"What did you expect? The life of a decepticon and their pals to be all sunshine and no deaths?" My voice cracked at the end, I probably told them much more in that sentence than I'd meant to from the way the medic was looking at me. "I don't want your pity, I don't deserve it." I said, looking at the medic-bot.
"Who said anything about pitying? I certainly didn't." The 'bot looked away, his face returning to its usually grumpy look.
"Your face did, even if your voice-box hadn't." I countered.
Bumblebee exaggerated a yawn and asked, "So, are we going to use the stasis cuffs on her or not?"
"Not." The autobot ninja returned from wherever he went.
"Are you kidding?! She's the enemy!"
"I know and here is why we should not; because if Megatron were to be re-onlined, we would have an insider to help us bring him down again." The two-wheeler reasoned.
"But I thought Megatron was gone." The green 'bot said.
"It's a scenario, Bulkhead." Prowl said.
Ohhh... what's a scenario?" Bulkhead asked. Prowl and I face-palmed together and began to explain what a scenario was. We stopped when we both realized that we were telling our own versions of what a scenario was at the same time, unintentionally making it so that no-one could hear our own explanations properly. Prowl and I looked at each other for a bit before silently agreeing on who would explain to Bulkhead, Prowl restarted his explanation while I kept quiet, this time Bulkhead understood what was being said.
"Oh, I get it now." He said.
"Do you really?" I asked the mech, a little suspicious that he understood all of what Prowl said.
"Well, I think so." I face-palmed again. "Really?"
"Look, are we in an agreement or not?" Bumblebee and Bulkhead voted for me to be be stasis cuffed while Prowl and Ratchet voted for me to be a spy, Prime had yet to agree with anybot.
"Come on Prime, she's an enemy, she should be locked up with the rest of them."
"She may be useful, Prime. Besides, she'll have a chance to prove that she isn't one of the decepticons anymore."
With the two sides encouraging Optimus to agree with them, I imagined he must feel pressured, so I gave him a little help. "I never want to take anothers' life unjustly ever again, so please, give me the chance to redeem myself for all that I've done in the past." My words were more sincere than ever, despite me being a decepticon.
Optimus sighed and said, "Alright, I'll give you a chance to show that you've changed for the better." Bumblebee looked like a angry sparkling and Bulkhead seemed to accept that I was now on what humans might call 'probation'- whatever that meant-, Prowl looked pleased with himself while Ratchet walked off mumbling about something he had to do.
And I?
I was probably the happiest femme in the universe.
"When do I begin?" I asked, turning to Optimus.
"Now, if possible." The mech replied.
"When I find the decepticon base, should I notify you or...?"
"No, if we seem to know where their base is, they'll be suspicious of an inside job."
"Got it." I walked out of the room but as soon as I got into the hall, I turn around and asked him, "Um, do you know where the exit is?"
He showed me to the exit and I saluted him- basic etiquette, duh-. I activated my wing boosters and messily flew into the air. The Prime might have seen me almost crash into the ground, because he tapped into my comm. link- I knew he did because I heard an annoying burst of static- to try to get me to turn around and receive repairs. Little did he know that it still did not working after my numerous repair attempts, all I'd really ended up doing was make it look like it was functional. I heard another loud burst of static and then nothing, he probably realized that I wasn't hearing his commands at all.
I flew on to try and find the decepticon base, stopping around midnight to go home after dropping by the autobots base to say a single word- I had said 'nothing'-, then left for my home.
One day after the other chapter, yay.