I’m sorry it’s taken this long to get a chapter 4 out for this story. Frankly I haven’t been very sure where to go with it, so I’m just spitballing ideas right now until I get to the end goal with the line I came up with that made me even begin this story! | Not proofread at all, probably needs edited badly LOL
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Protection or overbearing? The lines have been quite blurred recently with the bot, Slammer, looming around you. He seems kind, but it’s overwhelming just how much he’s lingering in your presence. Going to the dining hall, you’re aware of the bot following along behind you. He’s always very quiet, and when he does talk it sounds forced. You feel a servo wrap around you and lift you up suddenly. “Hey?!” You startle, but just after you were picked up a couple of bots drive through really fast chasing one another and shouting playfully. “Oh… thank you.” How on earth he knew they were coming was beyond you. He doesn’t put you back down, instead he carries you the rest of the way. Setting you down on a tabletop, he disappears for a short time, coming back with your normal order and some energon. He sits down and slides the tray over to you, watching you to let you eat first before he does.
You look at the bot, then at the food. It is your exact order. That should creep you out, but for some odd reason something at the back of your mind is almost whispering and telling you that it is ok. “You didn’t poison this behind my back, did you?” You tease, but regret it almost immediately when Slammer looks like a kicked puppy, like it physically hurt him that you thought he’d do that. “I’m joking… If Metroplex hasn’t set off alarms, I trust you.” You begin eating, and he watches while sipping his energon. Another bot enters, and his attention is snapped over towards the new bot, relaxing when he sees First Aid.
“Aid!” You call, waving at the bot happily. He waves then looks at the other bot with you. “Slammer? What are you doing out of your sector. You never leave it!” He genuinely asks, patting Slammer on the shoulder and sitting down beside you. Slammer motions to you and finally answers. “Protecting the human.”
First Aid looks like he’s lost in thought, and you can tell when it hits him. Looking down at you he makes a “wait here” motion to you, and then motions for Slammer to follow him. The two go out of earshot from you to chat. You shrug and go back to eating.
Metroplex, through Slammer, listens to the medic. “Do they know who you actually kind of are? Or are you running the risk of creeping them out?” Slammer vents and looks back towards where you’re sat eating a sandwich. “Talking… is hard. My energy is very low…” He manages to say. First Aid rests his servo on Slammer’s shoulder again. “Would you like for me to tell them?”
While Metroplex is thankful for his friend, he doesn’t want to let you know yet. Secretly he’s hoping that you will become attached to Slammer so he actually has a way of feeling connected to you… But that also makes him fearful that you will forget about him. The real him. He’s so torn between telling you or not. He selfishly doesn’t want you to know, and willingly choose the false him.
First Aid watches the drones expressions while he thinks. “Please tell them eventually. And while you do that, I’ll try to figure out a way to get your energy back.” Slammer nods and begins to walk back into the cafeteria. He stops a few steps away and turns back to the medic. “Thank you.”
Slammer returns to your table, and sits back down. He looks like he’s in his own mind now. You place a hand on his servo, and he snaps out of it. “Are you okay?” The bot stares at you for a couple seconds before nodding. He sees you’re finished and he takes your tray to the wash rack. Scooping you back up, he takes you outside to a balcony you didn’t know was here. It’s dark outside still, but the sun is getting closer to rising. A bench forms behind you and you smile, sitting down. “Thank you Metroplex.” The bot beside you keeps standing.
You two watch as the sun rises. Slammer watches you more. Metroplex feels his spark do something weird, something he isn’t sure it’s ever done before. He can’t force Slammer to look away from you, he’s transfixes on the golden hue of the sun projecting on your features. When he does manage to tear his expression away, it’s only because in his distracted state he missed Ultra Magnus trying to get ahold of him.
The bot beside you suddenly powers down momentarily, before it comes back online and stands there like nothing happened. But something feels off about him. Like he’s here but he isn’t. His gaze seems… emptier than before? “Slammer? Are you alright?” And the bot does not respond. He’s always quiet, but this time he is not responding at all. “Slammer?” You reach out and put a hand on his arm and theres nothing. He doesn’t even react, it’s like you aren’t even here. This bot has been so overbearing recently so this is extremely unsettling.
Metroplex is only half listening to what Ultra Magnus is saying. He wants to get back to Slammer so he can be near you more. He isn’t sure what is happening, but he is beginning to need to be near you and make sure you are ok. He tells himself he’s just protecting you, but he isn’t sure if he believes himself anymore. Unfortunately, now keeping the drone online as well as himself is making his energy drain even faster than it did before. Completely zoning out from Ultra Magnus now his processor returns to the conversation with First Aid earlier… Maybe he should actually tell you who he is sooner than later.
Once Ultra Magnus stops talking, he snaps back to it. He probably should have been listening, but theres nothing he can do about it now. It’s not like he could ask for it to be repeated since nobody here can speak to him. It gets lonely… even though he has so many bots living inside of him, and under his protection. He’s lonely. You’ve been one of the only people to actually interact with him in some way, aside from First Aid. Everybody else only interacts when they need something or want something from him.
His attention goes back to the drone where he sees you’re shaking the bot’s arm. He sinks his attention back into the drone where he now feels your hands on ‘his’ arm.
“Slammer. It’s not funny. What is going on?” You jerk back and yell in surprise when the bot’s head turns towards you. The bot reaches out and grabs your hand in his servo now. “I’m… sorry. Glitch in my processor...” He lies, feeling bad when he does so, but he isn’t ready to tell you who he is just yet… soon… but not right now. Right now? He just wanted to spend time with you, even if it’s something as simple as watching the sun rise, or eating together. Yeah… protection. He isn’t sure that’s what it is anymore.
- My Metroplex is loosely inspired by Revelboo’s. There isn’t much content for him, and I REALLY like how they portray him. PLEASE go check out their writing if you haven’t! They are incredible!! :) ONLY IF YOU ARE OVER 18 THOUGH!! THEIR ACCOUNT IS FOR 18+ ONLY!!
