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Light danced through cerulean eyes, amusement glistening in them as she watched Sam dissolve into a struggling mess on what to do in regard to her, flustered and hesitant with his movements. It was interesting, thinking about how things had gone for her--her last boyfriend had been some confident smug-ass that treated her like she was some delicate doll to be handled with care and shown off to everyone else; Sam was... nervous, careful, but never treated her like that. He was a genuine kind of guy. How the hell did she ever like a guy like Trent?

Slowly, one hand managed to unwind from her fingers to brace her palm against his cheek, a slight effort to calm him down and make him focus on her. "Sam, listen... it's still me, alright? Just because we're starting over on dating doesn't mean we're strangers. I mean... consider it payment for skipping out on our first online date," while laughing slightly as the rest of it slipped out. Oh she remembered that still. She leaned her head to the side, letting her hand slide back behind his head to lock her fingers behind his neck again, eyes partially lidded as she watched him and listened.

"Alright Date Expert; let's... actually not." Rolling her eyes to the ceiling, she fastened on a thoughtful expression, though she knew exactly where she was going with the conversation. "I mean c'mon Sam, you do--did so much stuff for me before, let's do something for you for a change. I think that would be a nice change, I mean it doesn't always have to be about the girl, so what kind of date would you like to do?"

Oh no you don't Sam. You won't flip it that easy.

#alienbadnewsmagnet #(oh yes; TOTALLY a ladies man right there haha)

resolutespark:

There was surprise evident on her face, brows furrowing slightly in some hint of confusion when she heard the current situation that lay with the Decepticons. Things were quiet and calm--? She hadn't been serious when she suggested that things had been, or at least she didn't expect it to be that way throughout the rest of Earth. But then again, she hadn't been in Chicago. She was in California. That made her shoulders tense up, averting her gaze downward in both frustration at herself as well as guilt. Why hadn't she helped the Autobots? She should have been there to do something for them, to be with them, to help them--to help Bumblebee if anything. But would she have really made a difference?

Stiffening her lip and throwing out all that negative melodrama--Optimus was really not the kind of bot to be showing that stuff to--she lift her head again to look at him. "Do you think they're up to something? I mean, every time they've gone quiet on us, they're always up to some kind of scheme... something big. First Megatron, then the Fallen..."

She couldn't imagine what it must be like to be surrounded by government officials day in and day out. In a way, she could--bitterly remembering how they had stationed agents to lurk around her auto-shop to keep watch on her and make sure she didn't speak of the extraterrestrials that took shelter on their planet. Half the time they only succeeded in driving her customers away; she should be given a Nobel prize for restraining from punching them in the face with a screwdriver at the rate things had fallen to pieces because of them.

Hell, Optimus should probably get the World Peace prize for not outright stomping on them. It was doubtful anyone would hold it against him if he did. She shuffled her feet awkwardly, mildly amused that the Autobot had even bothered to answer her question on how he was, and it earned a smile from her in the process. She looked like she was about to respond, mouth hanging open, until that last part escaped from the commander and she hesitated.

"Sam..." she mumbled, turning around from Optimus to settle on a nearby piece of metal that had been discarded and yet to be picked up and thrown out. Her arms folded lightly beneath her chest, inhaling deeply to keep herself under control, all while avoiding that topic completely. "I'm fine. Doing fine... government agents are being a pain in the ass as usual, but that's nothing new. Found some time off work and decided to drop in on everyone--maybe give you guys a happy surprise. Last time I remember, you guys didn't exactly have a lot of "happy" goin' on..."

Then she remembered, in that moment, a rather embarrassing fact and looked up to Optimus with a cautious if mischievous smile. "...You're not gonna get in trouble for me being here unauthorized, are you? I kind of just... didn't ask anyone if it was alright for me to come. I mean agents can kiss my ass if they think they're gonna stop me from seeing my bots, but I don't want to get you guys in trouble for it."

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alienbadnewsmagnet:

Despite her words, Mikaela was holding back. He could see and feel that in her presence, as weird as that sounded. It seemed like she wanted to possibly start things over with him, not that everything they went through would be forgotten, but Sam could tell that she wanted more than to be thrown in the middle of a war between Autobots and Decepticons. Of coarse, there were moments when he thought it was the coolest thing ever and others he thought he just wanted out of it. Definitely mixed signals with the whole situation, but right now it was about the Cybertronians, it was about Sam and Mikaela.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw the way she was looking up at him through those thick and dark lashes of hers, light blush filling his cheeks when she touched his shoulders. Slow. He could do slow, right? Everything didn’t always have to be rushed. Yea. He could do this.

“I—”

She was right…He hadn’t ever been on a real date! If she knew that, though, it’d make him look stupid. “Of coarse I have! W-Why would you think I haven’t? And when we do go on our date, if that’s what we’re even going to do, I kinda have to bring Bee, he’s my ride, remember?” Sam would make sure Bumblebee kept his distance and didn’t meddle like he did the first time, as well as keep them protected so that their evening or afternoon or whatever time of day they went out didn’t get interrupted with Decepticons trying to kill them.

She watched his face, looking for any sign of hesitance or backing away from her offer, feeling her chest clench up in anxious waiting. She gave a playful pout at him, trying to hold in the small fit of laughter she could feel bubbling up--of course Sam had never been on a real date. She could tell by his stuttering alone, not to mention his indecision on whether he liked dates or not and left it up to her. Instead of removing her hands from his shoulders, she moved so that her forearms were resting on them instead, her hands interlacing behind Sam's head while she smirked at him.

"Alright macho man, what should we do on our date then? Hm? I mean you've been on them, so you should know what a girl likes, right? At least a little bit." She resisted saying anything about Bumblebee--she didn't mind if the little rambunctious Autobot came along. In fact, sometimes Bumblebee was the encouragement Sam needed to get through his awkward shyness to do just about anything that intimidated him. It was kind of cute, and she bit her lower lip as a small amused noise escaped her remembering all the shenanigans that Bee pulled with them when she and Sam initially met.

Who would have thought a giant robot could be such a romantic at heart?

#alienbadnewsmagnet #(yes your Sam is so terribly adorable)#(I spent five minutes gushing about how cute he was)

radio-guardian:

“—!!”

The yellow scout fumbles with a cube of energon in his servos, wings going upwards pointing towards the sky on his back. He lucky catches the container venting out a soft sigh before turning around with a small chirp. Bumblebee’s optics go wide, audios standing up on end as he see’s his long lost friend.

His bulky frame comes trotting over placing the cube down off to the side as he goes giving her a wave out of his rising excitement. He quickly takes a kneel in front of the girl. “Mikaela~! P-Primus how are you—? H-Hi there!”

In her effort to startle the Autobot, she wound up startling herself as well and she stepped away from Bumblebee, hands raising in instinctive reaction while she stared up at the mech with a humored smile on her face. She relaxed as the Autobot turned around, watching the container that he held in his hand curiously, silently wondering if that was the energy that they consumed to survive. What was it called again...? She had only heard the word once, some years ago...

"Hey Bee--surprised? I'm..." she paused, giving a small shrug of her shoulders. There was nothing new to report in her life. Or at least nothing she cared to talk about, the only recent news involving her father, and definitely not something she cared to bring up. "I'm great. Found some time off from work; thought I'd come to see you guys. It's been a while! How've you been Bee? I see you're talking now." Tilting her head at him, she walked over to pat a piece of his armor that was within reach affectionately.

"Kinda miss you singing songs to me though, gotta say."

#radioguardian

alienbadnewsmagnet:

He watched her put her attention to the floor, going in between that and his face and he didn’t like the feeling that was erupting within his gut. Maybe he had actually screwed up big this time and there would never be a Mikaela and Sam again. She gave his life so much meaning, hope for the future, confidence in himself that he never had before that first time she kissed him. And when she started talking, especially hesitating with that “but”, any type of goofy or nervous smile he had on his face vanished.

Sam did his best to relax when he saw that familiar challenging look in her eyes, wondering what it was for before she told him what she made out of everything he said.

“D-Date? Yes! Or no, w-whatever is most comfortable for you, I’m fine with either or. Dates are fun. I-I like dates. Unless you don’t like them, then neither do I.”

She knew there was more to his words than simply dating. For someone like Sam, what lay between the lines was the important thing more than just the words being said--but she wasn't sure she was ready to dive back into something real like that. Not yet, as much as she might want to. It had been a long time since they'd seen each other, been together in that way--what if they had changed? ... What if she changed? What if she wasn't good for Sam anymore like she was then? She kept that smile on her face despite the thoughts that clouded her mind, bursting out a short laugh when his rambling started up again. She gave him a knowing look, dipping her head slightly while staring at him from beneath ebony locks.

"Still a ladies man as ever, aren't you?" she teased, remembering his old username while running her hand through her hair to put it back into place. She reached forward, setting her hands on his shoulders in a small effort to calm him down. "Look we'll start off slow... work our way up alright? I mean we don't have any robots coming in this time to throw us on the battlefield again, so we gotta do things the boring way. At least for now, you know? ... Have you even been on a date yet, Sam? A real date I mean, not the one where Bumblebee decides to take us for a cybernetic showdown with a police car."

#alienbadnewsmagnet #(this is perfect oh my god)

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alienbadnewsmagnet:

He felt bad for the way they had left things and not a day had gone by that he didn't think about her. To be honest, Sam didn't want any other girl in his life except her. Coming up to her with an awkward smile, he took a deep breath and rubbed the back of his neck.

"L-Look, I know we haven't seen each other in a while a-and you've been busy, I've been busy, heck the Autobots have been busy but my life hasn't been the same without you in it. N-Not that I can't live without you-- W-Well, I can, but not in the bad way! Y-You're a great girl and everything and I was stupid for ever letting you go b-but I think we can do this. You. Me. No turning back this time. Mikaela, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, my parents know that, I know that, Bee even knows that! No matter what gets thrown our way, you're still glad you got in that car with me...r-right?" After he had rambled on for a good five minutes, his forehead was lined with sweat, hands shaking slightly as he waited to see her reaction out of everything he had just told her, pretty much a declaration of his love for her without saying he loved her.

There was surprise written apparent over her face when Sam suddenly came upon her, twisting her head away from him before looking back, almost ready to make an excuse on the spot in order to leave. It wasn't that she wanted to--but more she felt she needed to. That is, until he started speaking and stuttering, and she couldn't stop the quiet smile that managed to form from the corner of her lips, raising her hand in a partial attempt to hush him while jumbling out a few random words herself. But to no avail, and Sam continued valiantly in his speech while she stared at him patiently. When he seemed to be finished, she lowered her head and fixed her eyes to the floor before taking a deep breath and looking at him again, hand on her hip while shaking her head slowly.

"Sam, I'll always be glad I got in that car with you... I'll always be glad that you opened up a whole other world for me that day. You and I did something together that no one will be able to replace... that no one will be able to say they did the same--but..." She tried to be gentle with her words, her gaze flickering about in hesitance. She wanted things to go back to how they used to be--she did. But she didn't want them to jump into it, not again, not like last time. She wanted there to be more between them than just giant robots that managed to crash-land and somehow manage to fool Sam into buying them. But Sam's voice just rang in her head, that boy who tried so hard to stand tall and confident like a man but still managing to fall to pieces around a girl he liked--and still adamant not to say "I love you". She smiled to herself, straightening her neck to look at him with that signature challenging but playful glance.

"So is this you asking me out on a date or am I just imagining things? Because this is what it sounds like."

#alienbadnewsmagnet #fixed #(I made it into a text post; hope that's alright)

Wow?

You are--[x] I will run you over with the car again.

#spetsnazpretender #askboxmeme

W-Wow...

You are my:[] Acquaintance [x] Friend[] Stranger[x] Boyfriend/Girlfriend ...[x] Love Interest Maybe a little.[] Best Friend[] Enemy[] Nemesis[] Other

I think you’re:[] Ugly[] Ok[] Pretty[] Beautiful[] Gorgeous[] Sexy[] Hot [x] Handsome

We should:[] Fight[] Fuck[x] Kiss[x] Make love if you can handle it.[x] Text[x] Watch films

I:[x] Like You[] Hate You[x] Love You[x] Hope you’re … happier now.

I secretly:[] Hate You[x] Love You[] Like You[] Dislike You[x] Wish you'd come back.

Should you reblog this?[] Yes[] No

#alienbadnewsmagnet #askboxmeme #well would you look at all those strikes #how did those get there

wow~♪

You are my:[] Acquaintance [x] Friend[] Stranger[] Boyfriend/Girlfriend[] Love Interest[x] Best Friend[] Enemy[] Nemesis[] Other

I think you’re:[] Ugly[] Ok[] Pretty[] Beautiful[] Gorgeous[x] Sexy -- For a car. At least you have better style than Sam did.[] Hot

We should:[] Fight[] Fuck[] Kiss[] Make love [x] Text[x] Watch films -- Like horror films?

I:[x] Like You[] Hate You[] Love You[x] Think you’re … the best thing that's happened to Sam.

I secretly:[] Hate You[] Love You[x] Like You[] Dislike You[] Think You’re …

Should you reblog this?[] Yes[] No

#radioguardian #askboxmeme

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Put 'wow' in my ask box and I'll reply with

proeliator-dea-blog

You are my: [] Acquaintance [] Friend [] Stranger [] Boyfriend/Girlfriend [] Love Interest [] Best Friend [] Enemy [] Nemesis [] Other

I think you’re: [] Ugly [] Ok [] Pretty [] Beautiful [] Gorgeous [] Sexy [] Hot

We should: [] Fight [] Fuck [] Kiss [] Make love [] Text [] Watch films

I: [] Like You [] Hate You [] Love You [] Think you’re …

I secretly: [] Hate You [] Love You [] Like You [] Dislike You [] Think You’re …

Should you reblog this? [] Yes [] No

#askboxmeme #alright bumblebee #I'll give it a shot

+ alienbadnewsmagnet

... and then bad news. With a quiet exhale, she averted her eyes from Sam before reaching up to tuck her hair behind one of her ears. With an indignant lift of her shoulders, she thrust her hands into the pockets of her jeans, leaning her head with a hint of an attitude as she stared at him. If there was one person she had been nervous about coming face-to-face with during her visit to the base, it was Sam--and already she could feel the want to leave as she had just arrived.

"Sam," she greeted briskly, wetting her lips in nervousness and to keep herself from saying something she might regret later. "It's been a while... how're things?"

#greeting #alienbadnewsmagnet #(she's casually broken up with Sam at the moment...)#(and it's been about five years since she's seen him)#(doesn't really know how to react sorry uvu;)

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#♥#pff sam...

+ radio-guardian

There he was, the bot in question that she had been searching for this entire time. With a new kick in her step, she walked speedily toward the vibrant yellow Autobot while ducking under the stray parts that hung around the base waiting to be picked up or used. She already knew which grumpy and moody mech was the result of this little layout, shaking her head slightly in amusement. With barely restrained childlike glee, she stepped carefully toward the young Autobot before finally deciding to speak up.

"Bumblebee!" she yelled suddenly, her voice unable to contain the excitement any longer, probably shouting louder than she needed to. But in the moment, she didn't care. It had been so long since she'd seen the Autobot--she wanted her appearance to be somewhat of a surprise. And what was a surprise without startling someone in the process?

#greeting #radioguardian

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