Can I request tfp Ratchet, Optimus and Megatron's reaction on having a VA (voice actor) male reader who somehow managed to copy their voice and used it to there advantage or just making fun of them in general?
Had to retype it a couple of times, hence why it’s only uploaded now. Hopefully it’s to your liking. I couldn’t think of anything for Optimus tho, I apologize. As soon as I come up with something I shall post it. Ratchet: - The first time he would hear his own voice coming from somewhere else he would be so confused, and startled. - He would've missed it a couple of times but when he heard something break, followed by a "Bulkhead I needed that." He would jump. - Thinks one of the kids had recorded it to play back, when it turned out it wasn't he would do a self scan, thinking there's something wrong with his audio receptors. - The third time it happened he just asked in general. "Who is doing that?" Hoping to get an answer but knowing that wasn't likely. And as he expected no one spoke up. - He still believed someone recorded it, not knowing or believing humans could "chance" their voices. - Until one day: "Morning (Y/n)!" Miko looked down at you from the balcony, an evil smile on her face. The girl didn't look away from you as you walked up the stairs, quickly realizing one certain bot wasn't around. "Morning Miko, where are the others?" Jack and Raf weren't present yet as Bumblebee and Arcee were still on their way. "They'll be here soon, but." She trailed off, a familiar look of mischief present in her eyes. "Want to prank doc bot?" "And die, no thanks." Her shoulders dropped. "Aw come on, it's harmless and it'd be funny." She watched you hesitate and sigh. "What's the plan?" Raf and Jack shared a look, noticing quickly that their two friends were up to something. Ratchet had entered the main room not to long ago and stood at his usual place again. Miko giggled and grinned like the Cheshire cat as she knocked over a glass. Before Ratchet could turn around he heard his own voice again. “Miko, I needed that!” He turned around spotting you frowning at the girl. “(Y/n)?” He questioned, watching you closely as he turned around. “Yes?” He stepped back, startled to hear his voice coming from your mouth. Miko started to laugh, as the other two boys chuckled silently, amused by the scene unfolding in front of them. “So it was you.” Ratchet pointed a finger at you, slightly annoyed. “But how?” “Well for starters.” He had cut you off. “In your own voice, please.” “I’m a voice actor, I either copy or make up voices, try them out and use them for entertainment purposes.” Ratchet nodded slowly. “Okay, then. I didn’t know humans were capable of such thing.” He watched a smirk form on your face. “Pu- lease, of course we are.” He narrowed his optics. “Alright, stop mocking me. It’s getting annoying.” He watched you clear your throat and smirk up at him. “Sure thing, sunshine.” “No.” “Why did I hear my voice!” Megatron - He would be wondering where in the pits the voice came from. - Heard it the first time. - Confused as he was sure soundwave wasn’t in the same room as him, and he was sure he wouldn’t mock him. - Blamed Starscream at first, thinking he was the one making fun of him. - Doesn’t regret punishing him once he figures out it wasn’t him. - He was quite startled when he heard his own voice coming from vents and little corners, so he decides to go to Knockout, who was in on the plan. “Knockout!” The grey mech stormed into the medbay, sick of hearing voices, again. Startled, the cherry red mech turned around, putting his acting skills to the test. “Yes, Lord Megatron?” It took Knockout everything not to turn his head, knowing that you were sitting on one of the shelves. Before Megatron himself could answer he heard his voice. “I need you to scan me, something’s wrong with my audio receptors.” The warlord looked around the room with a scowl, on his faceplates as he activated on of his guns ready to show what or whomever. Hiding a laugh Knockout crossed his arms, looking at the warlord with worry. “Well, is there anything I can do?”
Megatron looked at his medic, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t hear that?” “Heard what? ”The grey mech narrowed his optics at the bot in front of him before huffing. “Just, scan me, I believe there’s something wrong with my audio receptors.” The medic did as ordered and looked at the scans thoroughly. “What makes you thing there’s something wrong?” The warlords voice questioned him tauntingly. Megatron ignored it and glared at the medic who clapped his hands together. “There seems to be nothing wrong my lord.” He calmly walked to the door, doing his best not to laugh at the mechs confused expression. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to head off.” He said quickly before leaving the room. Megatron stood up and looked around the room, before snapping his helm towards the now closed med bay doors, laughter coming from behind it. “What is the meaning of this!” He scanned the room, only now realizing he wasn’t alone. “You.” He stepped towards the shelves, finally spotting you. “Oh shit.”