Hello I would like to request a scenario were a shy male reader ends up stranded on cybertron meeting bugformer rung and is scared of him,but in the end warms up to rung and they become partners.
You're not sure how long you've been out. All you remember is your ship's navigation going crazy then crashing on an alien planet you weren't even monitoring. You check to make sure your oxygen levels are good. Miraculously they're fine, even more miraculously the planet you've crashed on seems to have a habitable atmosphere for humans, at least that's what your monitors are indicating.
You decide to slip on your space suit and head outside to check the damage. There may be breathable air on this planet but you still don't want to take your chances. The door to your ship opens and before you can even step outside you're met with a large eye staring at you. You scream and fall back. You scramble to get the door closed but the button is stuck.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," A somewhat distorted, yet gentle, voice says, "I didn't realize anything was living in there."
'Did... did the eye just... talk?'
The creature steps back and you see it fully, it looks kind of like a sungaya stick bug, albeit much bigger and with a bit of a metallic look to it.
"Oh no, I hope I didn't uproot your home." It says with a bit of a frown.
"How can... how do you... why can I... what?" You stutter out.
"Oh? You can speak?" It asks, it takes a good look at you through what it's glasses. Since when do bugs wear glasses anyway? "You don't... look like anything I've ever seen on Cybertron before." The creature notes.
You scramble backwards out of view with a panicked look.
"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" It says waving it's four hands around, "I'm assuming you must be some kind of alien? Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you!" He puts a hand on his forehead and shakes his head and sighs, "I'm not even sure you can understand me."
"I...I can." You meekly pipe up, unsure if he can even hear you.
"Oh, that's good!" He says bending down to look inside the ship. You let out a panicked gasp and try to hide.
"Oh, sorry!" He says quickly raising back up, "I swear I don't mean to scare you, I mean you no harm. My name is Rung." He says with a sincere smile that you catch a glimpse of as you slowly peak out.
You take a good look around and notice that you're in a room. There are space ships on wall shelves and tables, some are inside of bottles, some are on giant figure stands. You start to worry again.
Rung notices the look on your face and turns his head to see what you're looking at, "Ah, my model ship collection. Don't worry they're just figurines. I actually assumed your little spacecraft was one," he smiles, "I was going to fix it and clean it up to put with my collection, but since it's a real one I'm afraid that may be a bit out of my league, especially being alien technology. I have a few friends that may be able to fix it for you though."
"Really?" you ask, voice somewhat shaky.
"Absolutely. In the meantime you're welcome to stay here. If you want to of course."
You think about it, this creature has been very polite, and he's much bigger than you are so if he really wanted to hurt you he could've done so with ease already, and for an alien he is rather cute... "Alright." you speak up leaving the ship, "If your friends can fix it I'd really appreciate that."
He gives you a friendly smile before picking up your ship, "I'm sure they'll have it fixed in no time- er... what should I call you?"
"I'm y/n." You say giving a shy smile.
"Well y/n, I'm sure they'll get it fixed. In the meantime make yourself at home. I have some berries you can help yourself too if you're hungry." He says before leaving to take the ship to his friends.
You can't help but feel yourself relax a bit now when you look at the model ships again. Perhaps being stuck on an alien planet won't be so bad with this Rung around.
