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~*Optimus/Megatron Doujinshi Translation Part 2/2*~ (Link to Part 1) WARNINGS: NSFW, apparent non-con SPOILERS for the end: So yeah, in case the author’s last paragraph was too vague, this doujinshi could be summarized as “Optimus and Megatron have kinky, nostalgic roleplay sex.” :)
Rescue bots are adult civilians trying to get new jobs bcs their old one is nolonger possible, it was one of the most refresing promts i saw , i want more of those prompts, civilians , common ppl, doing common stuff
Domestic stuff is good, daily life is good, not always need to be war stuff to be interesting , i like the war pov, but is nice to see more other pov
😂 I have not posted my ChCh/Heatblades content here for so long but I just wanna say that I've moved it to AO3 for the sake of everyone.
(would probably dump some here once a while, maybe) 😂
English, An Interesting Language Part 2
A/N: EGWEGKJNRGKJEN PART TWO IS HEREEEEE
UWU WE HAVE LOADS OF CHAOTICNESS IN THIS, WELCOME AND PLEASE ENJOY~
SUGGESTIVE? UH-DUHHHH!! XDXD
ONCE AGAIN I SHALL REPEAT, WE HAVE BOTH CHCH AND HEATBLADES IN THIS SHHSHSHSHSHSH
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Three days after the…exciting commotion in the garage, Dani decided to add fuel to the fire and called EVERYONE down to the bunker.
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Yes, she has found the book.
ONLY took her THREE DAYS.
Back to the story...
“GUYS, GUYS, GUYS! JUST COME DOWN ALREADY! I’VE GOT SOMETHING TO SHOW Y’ALL!!” She demanded, dragging Kade with her left arm while tugging Graham’s collar with her right. Charlie and Cody could merely sigh in relentment as the father-son duo watched the only girl in the their family SINGLE-HANDLEDLY take down two of the Burns’s sons.
“HEY, LET M-ME GO-HURKK!!”
“OW OW OW- DANI!!”
“HURRY ALONG ALREADY!!’ She huffed and dropped the two adults inside the elevator.
“Sis, you forgot the main point.” Cody gave an awkward smile, holding up a brown book for the sister to see.
“Oh, dear me! Can’t have this left behind now, can we?” she ushered them in and pressed the button, closing the elevator doors.
“And why, EXACTLY, must WE tag along? I was busy chatting with Hayley, damn it!” Kade grumbled, resorting to take a seat on the ground.
“I was solving a complicated equation and I nearly had it!!” Graham chimed in, frowning at his sister.
“Another word from the both of you and I’ll not hesitate to use MORE force.” Dani smiled sweetly sick at the two paling brothers.
Gulping, Kade and Graham nodded frantically, fearing for their lives.
Without another word, they reached the bottom and Dani came out first, leaving them behind as she called the Bots over.
“Hey guys! Care to spare a minute?” she asked, waving at her partner, Blades.
“Aww man! is it our turn to do air patrol?” Blades timidly asked, yellow optics portraying his reluctancy. “I thought we covered it…two weeks ago?”
“No, silly!” Dani giggled, making the helicopter relax a little. “I found the book!” she announced and took the book over from Cody.
“What book?” Heatwave gruffly spoke, raising an optic ridge.
“Dani, I don’t think-”
Charlie Burns kept his mouth shut when he saw the intense glare sent to his direction by the female pilot.
“What are we waiting for then? Let’s have a look!” Blades exclaimed, picking the tiny brown item up and opened a page. “Uh…okay, maybe not.” He grimaced in disgust.
“What do you mean NO?” Dani said in exasperation, snatching her belongings back.
“It’s filled with unknown phrases!”
“Blades, where have all my knowledge passed down to you gone to!?”
“What knowledge!?”
“Pop culture, genius!”
Blades made an ‘O’ shape with his dermas as he scratched his neck cables, chuckling dryly at the enraged femme.
“Do us a favour then; teach us.” Heatwave came to the rescue and saved the poor mech from a possible earful nagging. He saw the look of gratitude from Blades and felt a sense of pride within him.
“You’re welcome.” Heatwave whispered, earning a flustered smile from the copter-bot.
Eyeing the two bots suspiciously, Dani’s lips formed a knowing smile but she said nothing. Instead, she coughed out loud and drew the attention back to herself again.
“Alright, alright. Let’s start from the beginning.” She gushed. Flipping open the pages, the red-haired girl stopped onto a particular sentence and formed a smirk, confusing the bots and her family likewise.
“What?” Cody asked, seeing that his sister was staring at their father with a weird grin.
“This ain’t it, Chief.” She held back a snort.
“Wow. Really? Ha ha.” Her father replied sarcastically, not getting the joke at all. “Is that supposed to mean something?”
“OH, OH! I UNDERSTOOD THAT REFERENCE!” Blades announced loudly, slapping his knees before breaking into a larger grin. “Oh Primus! I made ANOTHER pop culture reference within a pop culture reference!? NO WAY!”
“You did and I’m proud of ya!” Dani winked and gave her partner a high five, earning a collective of groans from behind.
“Seriously? That’s ALL you had to show us?” Kade said impatiently, tapping his feet. “Welp, I’m out.” he threw both of his hands up and left the room with a huff.
“Sorry to break the band, but me and Boulders REALLY need to get some work done. See ya around, sis.” Graham politely excused himself from the group with Boulders tagging along.
“If there’s nothing else, I think I’ll go see Frankie. Bye Dani!” Cody ran off too.
“Dad…” Dani trailed off, giving her father a disheartened look.
“Perhaps we can have a continuation of this later at night, alright?” he patted his daughter’s shoulders and went up, leaving the sadden pilot alone.
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“Tsk. Some wonderful family alright.” Dani tilted her head upwards, somehow not upset of her family leaving in such a hurry as she smiled at her partner.
“Uh…shouldn’t you be disappointed or something?” Blades leaned in, worried for his charge.
“Nope! Why should I?” she gave the mech a thumbs up. “Oh, by the way, you won’t mind if I borrow Heatwave for a moment, do you?”
“Why would I-”
“GREAT!!” Dani clasped her hands together before looking at the fire-truck. “Come on then!!” Sighing, he transformed and opened his door.
“Just get out from here, hurry!” Dani said giddily, buckling her seatbelts on.
“Why-”
“JUST DO IT!”
Groaning, the Rescue Bot leader obliged and drove off, leaving Blades dumbfounded alongside with a blank-faced Chase.
“Huh? That’s weird.” Blades noted, setting a servo on his helm. Chase said nothing and went to a corner, trying to process his thoughts alone.
Ever since the English lesson with Cody went downhill, Charlie has been avoiding him and it irritated the mech to no one. Heck, the aging Burns even drove the OLD police car rather than going on a patrol with him.
To put it simply, Chase is JEALOUS.
Growling, he figured it would be best to talk to the man now.
Activating his holoform, the police-bot strode upstairs with a target in mind; Charlie. Steeling his gaze, the mech-turned-human spotted his partner at the kitchen counter, sipping on his coffee in peace.
Not for long.
Waiting for the right moment, Chase dashed forward and trapped the startled man in between his arms.
“Chase!?” Chief Burns gasped, staring up to meet the mech’s eyes.
Taking away his cup of coffee, Chase narrowed his eyes and leaned in closer, minimising the space in between them.
“What a-are you doing!?” Charlie stuttered, holding his cup with both hands shakily.
“I want an answer, NOW.” Chase’s voice went down an octave at the last part as he glowered at the shuddering male. “Why did you avoid me? Why did you ditch me and used that DAMN old car which CAN’T EVEN FUNCTION PROPERLY!?” He snarled.
Blinking twice, Charlie slowly set his drink down and cupped the mech’s face. “What are you- wait…” the single father furrowed his eyes as he recollected the previous memories before raising an eyebrow at his partner.
“Don’t tell m-me…Y-You’re jealous…?” his words hit the police-bot hard and Chase snapped.
Slamming his servos onto the cupboard above them, Chase used the advantage of Charlie being stunned to grab him and brought the man into his (Charlie’s) room.
“N-NO WAIT-OOF!!!” Charlie felt the wind knocked out from his lungs as he laid on the soft bed, unable to move due to a CERTAIN mech having a death grip on both of his hands.
“How many times do I have to remind you that YOU. ARE. MINE.” Chase growled, straddling on top of Charlie. He went down and nipped the officer’s neck, eliciting soft whimpers from the man.
“Don’t you DARE take that car out without MY permission.” Chase ordered, shifting one hand to hold Charlie down while using his free servo to gently tip his head up. “I don’t like being REPLACED, sir.”
“I-I-I-”
“Ah ah ah! I am NOT quite done yet.” Chase smiled, displaying his sharp fangs for his partner to see. “We’ll call it over when I SAY SO. Understood?” he continued, enjoying the flustered look on Charlie’s face as the old Burns squirmed and struggled in his hold.
“EVERYTHING and ANYTHING you say will be held AGAINST you. With our SHARED experience, you know how I DISLIKE uncooperativeness.”
Without any further warning, Chase closed the gap.
Meanwhile, with Dani and Heatwave…
“Where are we going?!” Heatwave snapped. “I think we’ve left base pretty far enough, so spill it!” the mech said and switched off his engines, forcing Dani to tell the truth. The two were in the middle of Griffin Rock Forest with no one around them per Dani’s request.
“Okay then,” Dani leaned back and crossed her arms in front of her chest, creating an air of authority around her.
“You like Blades.”
“Yes- I MEAN -N-NO!!” Heatwave tried to backtrack, but it was too late; the damage has been done. Seeing the knowing grin on Dani’s face, the annoyed and embarrassed mech tried not to cave in.
“Maybe. A little. More average than normal. GAH- FINE!! I DO, OKAY!?” He relented.
“Good. Because if you didn’t then this would be useless for you.” Dani shrugged nonchalantly, not at all bothered of the mech’s tantrum.
“Huh?” That got Heatwave’s interest piqued. “What are you talking about?”
“Oh, nothing much. Just some…ways to get the guy you like who JUST so happens to be MY partner, AKA we share some PRETTY nice details you’d like to know.” Dani slyly remarked.
“And WHY are you helping ME?”
“Because Dad’s too dumb and Chase is too innocent, so I need ONE man to do this job properly or I’m going to go berserk with all the tension in our base!”
(Chase may seem slow in understanding human culture but he SURE AIN’T ALL PURE AND VANILLA when it comes to Chief.)
Sighing, the mech let the femme out and transformed into his biped mode, turning his attention solely to Dani.
“What do you have in mind?”
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TIMESKIP.
The two finally arrived back at base after a hefty conversation. With an encouraging smile, Dani winked at Heatwave and went upstairs, leaving Heatwave to deal with his…crew member.
“Heatwave! What took you and Dani so long?” Blades whined; his wings drooped low to the floor. The red mech fought all of his urges to reply and kept silent, choosing to settle in a corner to ‘brood’.
The memory of Dani’s teaching replayed in his mind freshly as he tried to focus. Composing himself, the mech took a deep intake as he felt a certain air-borne mech coming closer to his side.
“Heatwave!” Blades repeated, calling after his name again. “Are you ignoring me?” he asked.
The mech in question was still silent.
“I-Is it because I-I didn’t cooperate too well on our last mission? I swear, I wanted you to hold the grappling hook, not Chase! O-Or is it because I d-didn’t report to you y-yesterday? M-Me and Dani went out and returned late night! Wait, I believe you’re mad because-” Blades’s ramblings didn’t cease; just as foretold by Dani.
“When he starts yapping off, you inch closer.” Dani explained, making tiny hand gestures.
“And then?”
“That’s when you slowly set a servo on his shoulders AND,” Dani squealed out loud. “-Give him your award-winning smile AND tell him you did a good job!”
“…” Heatwave gave the swooning lady a blank stare.
“What?”
“T-That’s it?” he muttered, not at all getting the point of this. “How’s THAT going to get Blades to…fall for me?”
“Oh, don’t worry! Just do as I say, and the rest SHOULD come naturally for you!” she gave him a thumbs up.
“UH-HELLO!? EARTH TO HEATWAVE!?”
Snapping back to reality, Heatwave shook his helm and noticed Blades was tip-toeing, leaning in close as the yellow mech tried to get his attention.
“You spaced off for a moment there. Are you still m-mad at me?” Blades twiddled his digits together and looked at the fire truck with the saddest pout he could conjure.
“The rest should come naturally for you.”
Dani’s words rang in Heatwave’s processors as he grabbed Blades by the waist and pulled him in, locking dermas with the shocked mech.
Smirking, Heatwave casted a mischievous grin onto Blades.
“I am, indeed, mad.” He began, taking a step closer and dipped his helm lower, slightly bowing down at the helicopter.
“I’m mad ABOUT you.” he whispered, sending shivers down his target’s backstruts. “Infatuated and adoration doesn’t even measure up to what I’m experiencing when I’m with you. For that, I am furious; furious at how you got me intwined in your hands.” His optics dimmed.
“Perhaps I should remind you of one IMPORTANT thing, Blades; I’M in charge HERE.”
The leader of the Rescue Bot made a mental note to thank Dani for the tip as he went ahead, his body going on by its own as if it knew what to do from the start.
“And you’re my RESPONSIBILITY.”
English; An Interesting Language.
(Also posted on AO3 with my username @ Enigma_Primo)
A/N: THIS IS A JOKE I MADE FOR MYSELF BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO STUDY ENGLISH EDUCATION SDFSJKFN-
I’m sorry, I like corny and stupid jokes with languages involved XDXD
Try and see how many pop-culture references you can spot in this UWU
Enjoy!!
(I’d like to point out that I DID write some Old English quotes myself and uh… I’m still a beginner at this soo…eheks?)
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“Cody, wanna explain why is our garage littered with books!?” Kade exclaimed, eyes widened at the mess. Towers of books littered the area as his youngest brother drowned himself among them, his eyes still glued to the book.
Snatching it off from Cody, Kade fought the urge to cuss as he grimaced at his brother’s literature preference.
“Seriously? Shakespeare?” he questioned, tossing the book back to his sibling.
“It’s a classic!” Cody defended, shrugging in reply.
“Oh wow, yeah. Let me just,” Kade dramatically cleared his throat before continuing. “Doth mother knows you wear ‘er drapes? ” he said and slapped his knees, laughing out loud. “HAH, THAT’S A NICE ONE!”
“VERY funny, Kade.” Graham remarked, shifting his glasses up as he stared at the cocky firefighter.
“What? I’ve got the charm for Broadway performance!”
“Yeah…no. Please, just no.”
“Pfft! You’re just jealous because you’re more on the technical side, Graham.” Kade rolled his eyes, picking up a dusty book with two fingers. “Jesus Christ. Do you guys even bother to keep them in a nicer condition?”
Flipping open the pages, Kade visibly paled and pitched the book forward, landing it onto Heatwave’s peds.
“Hey, watch where you’re throwing!” Heatwave growled before shifting his attention onto the item. Curiosity got the best of him and he opened it, only to smirk at his partner as he read the front page out for everyone to hear.
“PROPERTY OF KADE BURNS. THE OWNER OF THIS BOOK IS AWESOME AND HE IS THE MOST HANDSOME-I can’t read this any further or I’m going to puke.” The fire bot’s optics twitched in disgust, unable to comprehend the ego of Kade Burns.
“S-Shut up! I wrote that when I was five!”
“I can tell.” Heatwave replied, amusement twinkling in his optics.
“How?”
“You wrote it in here, dumbass.” Heatwave turned a page and barked out a laughter, startling his team with his usual grumpy demeanour.
“What the- BWAHAHAHAHA!!!”
"GIVE IT BACK!” Kade’s cheeks brightened up in pink as he ran after his guardian, demanding his book back.
“I wanna read it!” Blades yelled, leaning onto Heatwave’s back. Without hesitating, the Rescue Bot leader handed the spiral-bounded PINK notebook to the helicopter.
“Okay, so it says here…wow.” Blades stopped in his tracks, glancing back and forth at Kade and the book. “YOU KNOW HOW TO KNIT!?” he gasped.
“NO, I DO NOT!!”
“It says here ‘I wanna mok- make? MAKE a scarf for Dani because she’s always catching a cold. Dummy.’ Aww, that’s so sweet! Well, minus the last part, of course.” Blades blurted out the embarrassing truth.
“WAIT-it was YOU who MADE me that!? I thought DAD got it from Mrs Neederlander!” Dani said, shock from her face was swiftly replaced with a grateful one. “Thank you, that’s so nice of you!” she giggled, hugging her brother sideways.
Scratching the back of his neck, Kade returned the hug before shooting his partner a brief glare.
“I hate you.” he hissed softly.
“You’re welcome.” Heatwave sassed.
“How about we get back on track, everybody?” Cody said, rummaging through the endless pile of books. “I swear, it’s just around here…” he trailed off.
“What are you looking for, Cody?” Boulder asked, bending down to have a look at the blonde kid.
“Dad’s English book.” Cody replied without missing a beat, eyes still scanning for the worn-out item. “Chase wanted some ideas for his story writing, so I figured we could use some references from there.” He explained.
“Why not just Google it?” Graham offered.
“Not quite right. In order for my writing to improve, I must learn from the best.” Chase said.
“And does that INCLUDE messing the whole area for a book that’s IN my room this whole while?” Chief Burns declared, stepping into the garage.
“DAD!!” Cody brightened up and ran towards his father’s opened arms.
Charlie shook his head as he accepted the hug from his youngest son. “Cody, where did you even get all of these?”
“Oh, I found them in the store.” Cody gave his father a sheepish smile. “MIGHT have taken out more than necessary. Sorry dad, I’ll clean it up later.”
“Yeah, like we’d believe that.” Dani snickered. “You don’t even clean your room!” she wagged her finger at the pouting kid.
“I DO!” he defied. “Well, once a while…”
“Uh, what’s so special with that?” Heatwave raised an optic ridge, pointing at the black book on Charlie’s hands. “It seems like an ordinary dictionary.”
“Actually, it’s a book talking about Old English and how to properly execute it in literature.” Chief explained.
He opened a random page and read it, startling the whole crew with his surprising Old English reciting skills.
“Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; or close the wall up with our English dead. In peace there's nothing so becomes a man, as modest stillness and humility.”
Charlie’s words were soft to Chase’s audial receptors as the mech sat in awe of his partner’s display.
“Bravo!”
“That’s amazing!”
“Not bad, Chief.”
“Noble! Where did you learn how to recite poetries like that, Dad?” Cody asked, eyes lighting up in fascination.
“I uh…I-I picked it up a long time ago…” Charlie said, smiling lovingly at his child. “Had to join the poetry club during high school time. I guess it stuck with me ever since.”
“That is very impressive, sir.” Chase blurted out; yellow optics trained on the man of his liking. “If I may?” he requested, holding a servo out to have a look at the contents of the book.
“Go ahead, Chase.” He handed the black book over to his partner without a thought.
Flipping a few pages, Chase stopped onto a sentence and read it out.
“I am very gay; Gay as I must, for today is a day of celebration!”
Kade, who had gone up to get a quick burrito roll, spat out his food as he coughed violently. Dani and Graham fell flat onto the ground, laughing their asses off like there was no tomorrow. Cody sat criss-cross; eyes wide as he stared at the police bot’s choice of words.
Charlie slapped his son’s back a few times, helping the poor kid to get the lodged food out.
“Ugh…what the fuck!?” Kade groaned, finally got the food out of his system.
“Language.” Charlie warned before turning his gaze at the confused team of bots, particularly at Chase. “WHERE THE HELL DID YOU LEARN THAT!?”
…So much for proper etiquette, huh?
“Uh…it is stated here that ‘Gay’ means happy in Old English.” Chase said, pointing at the small Italic words for Charlie. “D-Did I perhaps say it wrongly? Should I use a deeper voice when I pronounce it?”
“NO-”
“I am VERY gay! GAY as I must, for today is A DAY of CELEBRATION!” Chase repeated, waving on of his servos in the air.
This time, Dani and Graham were rolling on the floor, truly humoured by the Autobot’s recitation.
“Dani! Get a hold of yourself!” Blades advised, but he couldn’t help to sneak in a few snickers as he saw how worked up his partner was. “Your laugh is contagious! I don’t know why but-PFFT-AHAHA!!”
“OH MY GOD, I’M DYING!”
“THIS IS GOLD- AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
“DAMN RIGHT IT IS!” Kade hollered, wiping a stray tear from his eyes. “My god. Chase, please don’t EVER use that ever again.”
“Why?” Chase questioned. “It says here to try out a sentence of my own. Very well then…” he murmured, pondering for a moment. “AHA, I’VE GOT ONE!” he said in excitement.
“My dear Chief Burns is a GAY and BRAVE man with honour. I, Chase the Rescue Bot, is honoured to be thine partner; TO DEATH TILL US PART!!”
Colours drained from Charlie’s face as his kids (besides Cody) were all guffawing uncontrollably.
Dani resorted to slapping the ground while Graham had to take off his glasses due to the tears spilling from his eyes. Kade supported himself on the beam as he hunched over, unable to catch his breath from this amusing scene.
“I wish I could understand Earth’s humour.” Blades sighed, sitting beside Heatwave.
Heatwave, who was already updated by Cody about the meaning behind it, gave the yellow bot a smirk. “Yeah. They are gay alright.” He joked.
Blades took the bait.
“LIKE US!” he suddenly sat upright, beaming at the sputtering mech. “What? I know you’re not so gay-ish like me, but I swear we can all be gay! We’ll be the best gays EVER!!”
Heatwave’s cooling fans kicked on as he slapped both servos onto his face, turning away from the dumbfounded helicopter.
“What?”
“Primus…G-Give me…a-a…moment…” Heatwave mustered, shutting his optics tightly.
“I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to be gay with me-”
“NO!” Heatwave shot up, gripping Blades arms tightly. “I AM! WE ARE!”
“O-Okay…?” Blades blinked twice, not really understanding the sudden enthusiasm, but decided to roll with it. “We’ll be the best and the gayest team ever!!”
Back to Chase and co…
“It says here that gay means happy…but if you translate it to Modern English…OH.” Chase stopped in his words, reading closely about the ACTUAL meaning of ‘GAY’.
Oh.
OH.
OHHH!!
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“But we ARE gay, right?” Chase said, still adamant on the word.
“Me and Charlie are partners! According to the book, the people back in the centuries use to refer us, ‘PARTNERS’, as ‘gays’ !” he continued. “If not ‘partners’, ‘significant other’ is also a desirable term. Yes, I think I quite like this phrase.”
“CHASE, NO!!” Charlie yelled; ears redden with embarrassment.
“The statement is grammatically correct. I am of no wrong, sir.”
“THAT’S NOT WHAT I MEANT!”
Behind the scenes, Cody sipped on a juice box with his siblings, totally confused with everything at this point. Dani shook her head and crossed her arms as she tilted towards Graham’s shoulders, shifting her weight onto the slim young man.
“Dear lord, does dad ACTUALLY thinks we’re oblivious or something?” she whispered.
“Judging by how he’s denying…yeah, I think you’re right.” Graham agreed, pushing his safety helmet up. “We DO know about their relationship…wanna spill the truth?”
Putting a finger on her chin, Dani thought for a moment before smiling mischievously at her brother.
“Nah.” They said simultaneously and laughed again.
“Are we missing something?” Kade asked, taking a sip of his Cola.
“When are we ever not?” Cody sighed in defeat.
“Wait till Chase gets hold of my pop-culture reference book, that’ll SURELY be an entertaining scene to watch!” Dani chortled before dashing up the elevator, dragging Graham, Kade along. “Come on! You two have GOTTA help me find it!”
And off they went, leaving Cody behind ONCE AGAIN.
…Poor kid.
Rolling his eyes, Cody watched by the sidelines as his father bickered with Chase like a married old couple.
“-WE ARE NOT FONDUING!! THAT’S NOT EVEN A PROPER OLD ENGLISH WORD!”
“Tsk. Tsk. I smell of nothing but lies and deceptions. Utterly distraught with thine statement. Forsooth, I am but a humble machinery with humane capabilities, but this shalt not be of hindrance to our relationship! Thus, with much grace, end this speech with this memorable phrase; TILL DEATH DO US PART!”
Apparently, Chase has taken a great liking for Old English now.
With a flattened sigh, Chief Burns gave up rebutting and pinched his nose bridge.
“Whatever you say, Chase.” He started to walk away, not forgetting to bring his kid with him this time. “Goodnight, everyone.”
And the two Burns left, leaving the police bot with the crew.
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“Wow, you really knocked yourself out, huh?” Heatwave joked, laughter rumbling out from his chassis.
“H-Hey, that tickles!” Blades giggled, lightly slapping the firetruck’s arm as he resorted to lying on Heatwave’s chestplate.
Yes. Blades WAS indeed, sitting on Heatwave’s lap.
“What? I see this as an absolute win!” Chase rebutted. “Me and Chief; the best partner for Griffin Rock as police patrollers!”
“As you wish, Chase. As you wish…”
The great uses of Holoforms (ChaseXCharlie)
A/N:*clears throat*
I AM GUILTY AND I SHALL NOW SURRENDER MYSELF TO THE HORNY JAIL, THANK YOU😩😩😩
Suggestive AS HECK SO READ WITH CAUTION ⚠ (I still won't do smuts because lord knows how to)😂😂✋
Okay, that's all. Thanks and enjoy this crazy ass chapter I wrote at nearly 1am.😩✋
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Ever since the Bots were given their holoforms by Optimus, the days in the firehouse has been...entertaining.
Blades made certain that he tried at least 10 flavours of ice cream on ONE sitting.
...Not the wisest guy in the batch, it seems.
He ended up with a horrible stomach cramp and Dani couldn't help but to tease the poor helicopter about it for awhile.
Boulders took the advantage of being smaller to be closer with nature, spending his hours with various flora and fauna all day in the park. Besides that, he also spent more time with Graham and his work, the boy was very grateful of.
Heatwave finally found the opportunity to get back onto his partner by sparring and he frequently work out (beats) the firefighters in fist fights, much to Kade's dismay.
"I'LL GET YOU NEXT TIME!!" would be Kade's last cry before retreating away to his room, licking his wounds in shame.
So far, the oldest kid of the Burns's family hasn't succeeded in this spar with Heatwave.
Speaking of Burns, the man himself was really happy to get closer with Chase and his partner shared the same enthusiasm.
...Too much enthusiasm, actually.
With his frame now smaller, the mech took every advantage of the situation and ended Chief with lots of explanations unfinished with his family, AKA the hickeys and bite marks on his necks.
Although, when Chase wasn't 'in the mood', he'd try training with Chief himself just like Heatwave does with Kade. The bot wanted to make sure Charlie was in his best physical condition and tried different martial arts and self defence acts with the man.
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Like clockwork, Chase was once again training with Chief Burns.
"D-Do we h-have to...d-do this...?" Charlie panted, leaning forward as he tried to catch his breath. "I'm...too...o-old for...t-this." he groaned.
"That is an unacceptable excuse. I must have you know that you sir need to be on your best shape in order to catch the bad guys efficiently." Chase said, raising an eyebrow at the gasping man. "I see you're having a hard time breathing. Would you like to have a break, sir?"
"I'd want to retire, thanks mate." Charlie sassed, dropping to the ground unceremoniously. Fanning himself, the officer chugged a whole bottle of cold water as he tried to cool himself off. "I feel like I'm melting!"
"Hmm...fascinating metaphor. Though, if you do recall last night, you were practically squirming-"
"S-SHUT UP! THE KIDS WILL HEAR YOU!" Chief hissed, tackling the man down and clamped his mouth shut.
Pushing his hands away, Chase gave the flustered man a dirty grin.
"I see you want to be in charge today. That's a nice change of view, I must say." he chuckled, leaning closer. Chief sucked in a harsh breath as the ravenette stared him down.
"Hmm...it seems like I've been mistaken; you're still...submissive." Chase whispered in his partner's ear, sending shivers down Charlie's back.
Slowly backing away, Charlie felt the air in the garage was suffocating as he tried to keep a distance with the lust-filled mech.
"W-We just did IT y-yesterday! My back is still aching! N-No way! Stop it!" Chief chided, wagging his pointer finger at Chase. He knew that hungry look all too well and the signs entailing.
Tilting his head to one side, Chase crossed his arms in front of him as he continued to eye on Chief, making the single father even more uncomfortable and embarrassed.
"N-No means no, Chase!"
"Bold of you to assume anything, Chief. I am merely giving you a glance. Are you perhaps...guilty?" Chase smiled as he saw his favourite human froze up on the spot.
Crawling slyly towards Charlie, Chase tipped his head up and stole a quick kiss before standing up.
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"Huh?" Charlie blurted out, dumbfounded at the sudden action. He was thinking of something more...rough and demanding...
Grinning, Chase knew he had won. He yanked the stunned fella from the floor and stormed upstairs, hauling his partner on his shoulders with ease as he chuckled darkly.
"You seem so down, Chief. What were you thinking about?" He coyly asked.
"CHASE, YOU PUT ME DOWN NOW!!" Chief yelled, squirming on top of the mech's shoulders as Chase brought them to his room before tossing him onto the wooden bed.
Pinning him below, Chase locked his eyes with the frightened man on the bed, eliciting low growls as he carefully scanned Charlie's figure.
"NO NO NO!! NUH-UH!" Chief was adamant on denying, but his body gestures said otherwise.
Rolling his eyes, Chase gave the officer one last glance before diving in, successfully turning the table to his favour.
"DAMN IT, CHASE!!"
The yelps of denial soon became something...enjoyable.
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Though, Chief wasn't happy when he woke up later that evening because Chase had left MORE bite marks on his neck.
"THIS IS WHY I DON'T WANT YOU TO DO THIS!"
"Oh dear, don't worry about it. You may deny it but you and I know very well that you LOVE it, sir; I've got your voice to prove it.
"CHASEEEE!!"
Experiment gone wrong! (ChaseXCharlie)
A/N: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
rawr
- bite -
"Chase!"
That's all I'm giving. 😂😂
⚠️⚠️⚠️ Highly suggestive, just saying OwO it's long and the fun starts in the end, so yeah jsxhshshsgsgx😩✨
Okay, that's the thread, have fun reading yall😂😂
Once again, doggo Chase is inspired by @knnw-a because big boi is dominant😩✨💞
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"Doc, are you sure about this?" Chief Burns gave the scientist a look of uncertainty.
"I assure you, this project is one hundred percent safe." Doc Greene replied, giving the stern officer a thumbs up.
"Then why do I have a bad feeling about this...?" Chief mumbled to himself, wringing his wrist as he stared at the weird contraption before him. "Can you explain this experiment again, doc?"
"Sure thing. I am currently doing a test on this little vial right here," the professor lifted up a small glass tube, "-I called it The Hybridder. It contains the DNA of a wolf, which I took a few samples from the mainland's zoo. What it does is it rewrites the DNA and only shows the better, dominant traits, creating a hybrid with the best genes of both. You see, I've realised that canines have quite the fascinating abilities. From having a faster metabolism to speed and hearing, they are on the top list! " Doc Greene explained, waving his gloved hands as he spoke.
"We haven't even got to mention about the tails and ears yet!" Frankie piped up.
"Noble!" Cody smiled.
"Is this... Lasting?" Chief asked.
"For a few hours. I plan on making this in hopes that special forces are able to use this for tactical advantage, giving them an upper leverage on the field." Doc said.
"Right, 'cus dogs sniffs bombs and tear their enemies apart." Kade joked, making everyone stare at him weirdly. "What? I saw it on TV!"
"You sure did Kade, you sure did." Dani rolled her eyes, giving up with her brother's attitude.
"This would be a milestone achievement if it succeeds!" Boulders said, clapping both servos together.
"Hopefully. Besides, we are able to use this in the medical field to speed up the healing process. It would do great for us in dire situations." Graham nodded at his partner. "Though, we're gonna have to transform for that..."
"I think it's kinda awesome. We're gonna be the best werewolves ever!" Frankie said, fist pumping in the air.
"Not so fast, kid. Doc, who are you testing it on?" Kade said, holding a hand out.
Doc Greene readjusted his glasses and shook his head, giving the oldest Burns's child a smile.
"Nobody. In fact, I'm using a prototype human skin to test it out. We're doing a medical observation, to see how it reacts with our physiology." Frankie's father replied.
"Alright, stand back you guys." Heatwave chided, pulling Cody close to his chassis protectively before setting him behind his peds. "If anything happen to you, I'm never forgiving myself." he said, holding out a protective servo in front of Cody.
"Okay then, get ready! In three, two, one-" Graham yelled.
BOOOMM!
"LOOK OUT!"
"CHIEF!"
"KADE!"
"DANI!"
"GRAHAM!"
CRAASHHHHHH
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"U-Ugh...." Doc Greene groaned as he slowly sat up, rubbing the side of his head in pain. His ears were ringing and his visions were clouded.
"Frankie? Frankie!" he yelled, coughing a little.
Thick smoke covered the entire lab, making it difficult for the single father to locate his only daughter.
"I'm here! I'm fine!" Frankie said, waving her slender hands to push away the smog. "Dad, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, my little supernova." he assured, pecking Frankie's head. "Chief? Is everything OK?"
"Yeah, we're good." Charlie said, stepping out of the white smoke. "Everyone's fine...wait, where are the Bots?" he asked, turning around to look for his Cybertronian friends.
"Heatwave?" Kade yelled, choking on the thick, polluted air. "Doc, get the place ventilated, will ya?!"
"Right away!" Doc Greene typed something on his keyboard and the airways opened, releasing the unbearable smoke out and away.
With their sight returning and smoke cleared, the team let out a collective gasps as they saw their partners in their downsized form....with some interesting additions.
"What the...? "Heatwave slowly stood up, only to fall back due to vertigo. "That was a total failure, doc." he growled.
"Well, not all experiments work out in the first time." Boulder tried to lighten the situation, his forest green tail swishing back and forth as he speak. "Wait, I feel something moving...." he turned around to see bushy long tail and screamed, startling everyone.
"ARRRGGHHHHH!!"
"What WAS that?!" Blades yelped, yellow ears down in fear. "Why are you guys the same height with us? Why do I feel so...weird? I-" the helicopter promptly turned around and screamed as he saw his tail moving and alive.
"AAAAHHHHH!!"
"WILL YOU STOP SCREAMING-WOAH!" Heatwave halted in his tracks as he saw his reflection on a large reflective glass. "WHAT IN THE PITS?!"
"Oh no..."Chief trailed off, regretting on not listening to his inner voice. "Chase, are you alright?"
"Yes sir." Chase replied, but his tail spoke differently. It was wagging extremely hard and his ears were folded back, showing signs of adoration for the Chief.
"Uh... Chase? You sure you're okay?" Dani chuckled, raising her hands to pet the bot's head. "Woah, this is weird. We can actually reach you guys this time."
"Totally-"
"-NOT GREAT!" The bots besides yelled Chase yelled, shaking their helms profusely.
"What are we? Cyber-werewolves?!" Blades whined, stomping his peds on the ground. "I feel funny! How long is this going to wear off!?"
"Probably about an hour or so. The tube contains only a tiny amount of changing abilities; shouldn't last forever." Doc said.
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Well, should is the key point here. The effect were...semi permanent.
The bots were fortunate enough to reverse into their normal size, but they retained the animal features, much to their dismay. They are able to minimise into smaller forms and their senses are of canines likes.
The bots are also capable of turning into cyberwolves and eat, which was something that took a long while to get used to.
...Well, at least those are the good parts.
Doc had all but forgotten to give an explanation on 101 about heat and mating seasons...and Chief is going to find out about it the hard way.
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TIMESKIP.
"Chase, full bot mode please." Chief said, nodding at his partner on the table. "We're going on a night patrol."
"Bye dad, stay safe!"
"Bye Dad, love you."
"Don't go missing dad."
"Take care dad, we'll take good care of each other!"
Humming in satisfaction, the two police officers left the dining room and head for the garage.
"A fine evening for patrol. With my extra fine senses, I can be a greater use for you, sir." Chase said, navy blue tail moving wildly.
Chuckling, Chief nodded in reply. "Yeah, but I'm still getting the hang of your tail, Chase. It's very....adorable." Chief snickered.
"As long as you like it, I shall keep it on." Chase hummed and change into his vehicle mode. Without another word, the two rode off for the night, keeping Griffin Rock safe with their guards on.
It wasn't until near midnight that the two was finally done with their duties. Driving back home, Chase felt a strange sensation inside him but he ignored it, making sure that his partner was sent home safely.
"We're here." Chief said, yawning a little as he stepped out of the car and did a stretch. "Thanks Chase. See you tomorrow, partner."
The bot transformed but didn't respond, resulting in Chief turning around to check on his Bot.
"You seem quiet, Chase. Something on your mind?" Charlie caringly asked, taking a step closer to the blue bot.
Chase responded with downsizing and he crouched on all fours, confusing the old Burns for a moment.
"Uh...Chase?"
With a low growl, Chase stalked closer and rubbed his face onto the frightened officer's chest. Charlie froze up as he heard another terrifying low growl emmited by his partner before he was carried on the waist by said mech.
"C-CHASE!! WHAT ARE YOU D-DOING?!"
"...Chief...." Chase mumbled out loud as he sprinted up to Charlie's room with ungodly speed. Throwing the poor man down on the bed, Chase locked the door and pounced onto Chief, pinning him on the bed helplessly.
"C-Chase! Snap out of it!" Chief stuttered, blushing madly.
"M-Mine..."
"I'm not your item-ACKKK!" Chief Burns didn't get the chance to finish his sentence as the bot in heat nipped his neck, drawing some out fresh blood.
"A-Ah!!"
"Mine...Charlie...mine..." Chase smiled and clamped his mouth down again, marking the man his.
Gripping the white sheets, Charlie whimpered quietly as he felt the police bot hovering around, touching his weak spots.
"You...are...mine..." Chase said, pointing his semi-sharp claws at the weakened human. Nodding slowly, Chief gulped with fear as he saw Chase's tail wagged extra fiercely once again.
"You're mine." Chase repeated and went down, feasting on the man that he claimed for all as his own.
...Charlie wasn't able to sleep that night.
Last game (TFA MegaOp)
A/N: I'M HAVING A MELTDOWN WITH @pastelpaperplanes art of all of them MegaOp hwshehsh so um-um this is for you? 👀😩😫❤️✨
I'm SORRY IF IT'S A LITTLE ANGSTY IASBEHSHAHZG IT CAME TO ME OUT OF NOWHERE HSSHWHSH BUT DON'T WORRY, I PREFER A CRACKHEAD CHAPTER IF ANYTHING SO THERE WILL BE ONE... I think? HSGDGDGEGE😩✨❤️
Enjoy?
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Standing before his cell, Optimus fought the urge to walk away from the scene as he saw the usual dirty grin from the warlord himself.
To think that he was tasked on guarding the notorious Decepticon leader cell for the night.
...Optimus was still processing that thought as he stood before the transparent container.
'I'm a repair bot, not an Elite Guard!' he said to himself. But alas, he obliged because he really didn't have any choice.
Sentinel placed him on duty after several guards had been reported injured or traumatised to the point that they had to replace the normal cell into a hardened glass one. No one dared to take on the offer of looking after the beast, so Optimus had to fill in.
(Sentinel vetoed his way on this one, as always.)
"Why, I didn't think I'd see you again so soon!" Megatron remarked, shackles clanging loudly as he moved to face the smaller mech. "One would assume that I'm the last person you'd ever wanna met, but clearly I've been mistaken."
Optimus kept quiet. He didn't know how to begin his sentence. The Prime had initially wanted to move on and let Sentinel take over this...mess, but a part of him held onto the last battle with Megatron and wasn't quite ready to part ways yet.
So yes, Megatron was partly right on his swords.
"Cat's got your glossa, Optimus?"
"So you DO remember my name!" Optimus's words came right out before he could stop himself as he snapped his helm towards the prisoners.
"And you finally spoke. Congratulations." Megatron retorted nonchalantly, all the while maintaining his aloofness.
"I-I - It's not-"
Watching the young fledgling before him making a fool out of himself, the warmonger decided to entertain the mech for the day.
"Ahem! L-Let's just get back to the topic, shall we?" Optimus cleared his voice box and spoke, narrowing his bright blue optics at Megatron. "You understand the...procedures tomorrow, yes?"
Tomorrow was the grand finale; Megatron's trial. The very day where the silver warlord shall face his charges against all of Cybertron's council members broadcasted for everyone to see.
"And if I decline being in the spotlight?"
"You don't get a choice in this, Megatron." Optimus hissed, taking a step forward. Little did he know, the chained down beast was all but toying with him in his digits.
"Then, pray tell, what must I do for tomorrow's... celebration?" Megatron rolled his optics, slouching back onto his berth.
Optimus faltered in his moves again, unable to speak. Though it was in his spark to capture the wrongdoer before him, it didn't sit right with him.
To know that Megatron would MOST LIKELY be sentenced to death penalty, he should be relieved.
...Unfortunately, his spark said otherwise.
"Done staring, young scout? Or are you in awe of my stature and perhaps wishes to admire longer, which in this case, I'd say you're doing so." The warlord's words snapped something inside Optimus and he lunged, slamming both servos on the glass screen as he glared at Megatron.
"Will you quit being so annoying!?"
"Ah, and the kitten bares its fangs at last." Megatron humoured, giving Optimus a tiny wave with his chained servos.
"Stop. Talking. " Optimus seethed.
"You're not saying anything, and the silence has been chipping my processor away like scraplets on metal. Be thankful that I'm ACTUALLY speaking, Autobot." Megatron dully left out the fact that he would choose Optimus over Starscream's screeching anyday, but that would be inappropriate for both of them.
Sighing, Optimus rubbed his tired optics and dragged a chair from behind before sitting down, facing at his nemesis.
"What? You're on a night shift?"
"Can you just shut up already!?" Optimus growled, trying his very best to not strangle the mech.
Megatron's smirk got wider as he saw how easily it was for Optimus to break. Comparing with the rest of his guards, this little one was, by far, the most entertaining one.
"As you wish then." Megatron shrugged, closing his optics as and laid back on the wall, crossing both arms in front of him with his legs over one another.
Several minutes passed by and Optimus caved in to the sheer amount of awkwardness, regretting his decisions earlier.
"Y-You...bored?" Optimus murmured, playing with his digits.
Megatron scoffed and turned to his left, ignoring the blue and red mech on purpose.
Flustered, Optimus pursed his dermas and chewed the insides of his cheeks.
"Well then. Stay quiet, I guess."
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"This is stupid. Just kill me already. Skip the trial and exucute me, you fools!" Megatron raised his voice, glaring at the Prime.
"That's the easy way out; you don't deserve it." Optimus coolly replied, further irking the silver Decepticon.
"The council is just wasting everyone's time! That....blue and yellow bastard wants to use me as an attraction. I'm a Decepticon, not a lion for a parade!" Megatron huffed.
"You mean Sentinel? I mean, he is egoistic, but I'm sure it's not like that." Optimus said, but his voice proved otherwise. Knowing his narcissistic friend, the mech would do ANYTHING for attention and a spot on the high council.
Groaning, Megatron shuffled out of his flat berth and stood before Optimus. He placed a servo on the glass pane, watching Optimus with his taunting gaze.
"What are you doing?" Optimus asked, raising an optic ridge. "You should know that the Elite Guards have just installed an electrified on these, right? Not afraid of getting a jolt?" he challenged.
"I've fought monsters and over throw governments for Eons. You think that a measly shock would-OW!" Megatron retracted his servos and flicked them a few times, trying to cool the stinging sensation from the seemingly innocent glass cell.
"WHAT THE FRAG WAS THAT!?"
"I told you; electrifier." Optimus smiled.
Growling, Megatron stood tall as he tried to intimate the guard, but Optimus wasn't a tad bit bothered.
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"Can you at least show some fear on your faceplate? This is humiliating."
"No. But I can offer you one thing." The Prime said, catching Megatron's attention.
"What?"
"A game." Optimus remarked. "To past time, if you want. Or you can go into recharge, get some rest. I don't know." he fiddled with his digits again, not meeting the warlord's optics.
Thinking for a brief moment, Megatron narrowed his ruby optics before letting out an audible sigh, relenting to the tiny bot's wish.
"What do you have in mind?"
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TIMESKIP.
"OKAY, NOW THAT'S CHEATING!"
"IT'S NOT! THAT'S HOW IT WORKS!"
"YOU CAN'T KEEP WINNING THIS, YOU AUTOBOT SLAG!"
"HEY, WHAT DID WE TALK ABOUT LANGUAGE!?"
Optimus and Megatron were bantering back and forth, staring at the holographic chess as they bicker loudly.
"What in the PITS?!" Megatron roared as he saw his Bishop was taken away by Optimus's Knight. "Okay, that's just slag!"
"Come on, let's end this." Optimus sighed, making a move with his Rook.
Megatron perked up as he saw his chance of overthrowing his enemy. Gesturing his servos, he made his final move.
"Checkmate." Megatron declared, displaying his signature smirk yet again.
Optimus blinked twice as he saw his King was cornered by Megatron's Queen and Rook.
"Scrap! I didn't notice that!" he clicked his glossa, frustrated.
"Pfft, this is merely child's play to me. After all, I am the master of tactical practice."
"Seconds ago, you were whining about me killing off your Bishop, but go off I guess." Optimus teased, resetting the game for them.
"Oh shut it, you had your fair share of glitching too. Remember when I stole your Queen away?"
"Yeah, but I won that round."
"Tsk. You won only twice. It's 5 over 2, young one."
"Maybe I could turn the tables around then. Another round?" Optimus smirked, lifting his white pawn forward. Megatron was about to move his when a group of Elite Guards walked in.
"Sir, we're here to take him away. It is time."
That made Optimus's spark stop. Checking his internal chronometer, he realised it was already the 0800 hour, and they had two hours to prepare Megatron for his trial.
"I win, Optimus." Megatron said softly as he got up, letting the guards secure him in more shackles and chains. Facing the smaller Prime one last time, Megatron fought the urge of pleading for another moment with him despite knowing that this is his last game.
"You won..." Optimus breathed out as he watched the large mech being brought away. Leading him to his gallows were the guards of unknown names, and a part of Optimus wanted to be there for Megatron.
With one last glance, Optimus raised the King's chess piece towards Megatron's direction.
"Checkmate?" he asked.
"Checkmate." Megatron smirked.
Megatron may won the game, but the Autobots won the war.
Bayverse glasses
got this idea when I was at a restaurant earlier today, originally just gonna edit Skids and Mudflap but I did the full thing.
Original video:
https://youtu.be/cKJO06CYxdA
爱一个人在于细节 To love someone, you pick the tiny details.（ChaseXCharlie /Heatblades)
A/N: this contains the breaking of fourth wall, just saying 👀✨
Also, I'll try my best to like...translate the meaning in English ajshshshs I hope it makes sense to yall😂🖐️😭it's really romantic in Chinese so yeaaaa(I hope yall get my references sjshshshs)
Enjoy ~
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"Ai Yee Ge...what was it again, Anna?" Cody sighed, ruffling his hair for the third time of the day. "Chinese is soo hard! My accent is all off and the pronunciation is out." he said, sitting criss-cross on the floor gloomily.
The team had a cultural expo going on in Griffin Rock and consulted Anna to train them with some Mandarin phrases.
"It's alright, Cody. This takes time." Anna assured, patting the blonde's back in comfort. "It is 爱一个人，不需要理由." she smiled.
"Now I'm confused too." Graham pushed his glasses up, staring at the girl funnily. "C-Can you probably repeat that again?"
"Sorry, I got carried away." Anna apologised, scratching the back of her head. "It's 'Ai Yi Ge Ren, Bu Xu Yao Li You." she said.
"Ay Yii Geh Ran, Bu Shu Yao Lee You...?" Frankie repeated, wincing as she tried to get the words right.
"Correct!" Anna beamed, high-fiving the twin-tail girl. "You guys are gonna rock this expo, trust me."
"Again, what has your statement have to do with our language appreciation week?" Kade rolled his eyes and let out a yawn. "What does it even mean? 'I wanna sleep?'"
"Haha, very funny." Anna replied sassily without missing a beat. "It means 'loving someone doesn't require any explanations'. It's like.... Like you and Hayley! You two are in love, right? Do you have a reason for liking each other?"
Gulping, Kade tugged his collar, unable to reply. "Uh... I-I welp, I'm out. Nice learning Mandarin, but this is WAYYYY too hard for me." he threw his hands up in the air and left the circle.
Behind them, the robots in disguise listened very closely to the Asian girl's teaching, fascinated with the quote.
"That's a really beautiful way to say 'I love you.' " Blades sighed dreamily. "I wish I had someone say that to me; not that I would understand, but it feels nice."
"Ai Yee Geh Ren Bu Shu Yao Li You." Heatwave said in a hurry before looking away, tints of blue visible on his cheeks.
"Aww, that's so sweet of you, Heatwave!"
"If it means you would stop whining about romance, you're welcome."
"Would you guys wish to learn more?" Anna asked, standing behind them.
"We would-AHHHH!!" Blades screamed, jumping up in fright and into Heatwave's arms as he saw a tiny brown-hair girl appeared behind him.
"Hi...and don't bother acting, I could hear your voices from afar. Don't worry, secret's safe with me." She winked, waving at the team. Graham, Frankie and Cody came running, panting as they saw Anna interacting with their bots.
"Uh... You-"
"Know about them? Yes." Anna shrugged, taking a seat by Chase's ped. "Quite frankly, I don't mind. They are really nice! The yellow mech is adorable!" she grinned.
"Aww, thank you!" Blades smiled in return.
"Now, let's continue this basic Mandarin phrases!" Anna declared, handing the bots a pamphlet.
"You call this BASIC!?" Graham sweatdropped, staring at the PinYin in confusion.
"Well, basic meaningful quotes. I would go deeper and talk about idioms and all, but that would take up another hour and I don't think you guys are mentally prepared." Anna laughed dryly. "Trust me, I know."
"What does this mean, Anna?" Chase asked, pointing a digit on the pamphlet as he showed her his question.
Giving the sentence a fleeting glance, Anna smirked. "爱一个人在于细节。" Anna said, not breaking a sweat.
"English translation... Or maybe, slow it down?" Cody pointed up in the air as he smiled awkwardly.
"Sorry. Ai Yi Ge Ren Zai Yu Xi Jie." Anna winked. "Go on, have a try."
"Ey Yee Geh Ran Zai Yu Xi Jie?" Graham offered the girl an embarrassed smile. "I think I butchered the whole sentence."
"Actually, that's kinda good." Anna gasped, giving the spectacled boy a clap.
"What does it mean?" Boulder asked.
"It means that when you love someone, you'd do some tiny details to keep them happy." She giggled. "Like....like-Doc Greene and Professor Anna Baranova; they'd have this special way of communicating in Science just to flirt with one another, right?"
"So...it's like a subtle action of affection?" Dani popped out of nowhere, scaring the Asian girl.
"Holy scrap!" Anna screeched, setting her hands on her chest as she whipped around to see the red-hair chuckling.
"Sorry kid, didn't mean to spook ya. Speaking of subtle ways to love someone, I've got everyone some frappe!" Dani annouced handing the group a cup of iced frappe.
"Thanks Dani!" the humans said in unison.
"What about me? Don't you love me, Dani?" Blades whined, pouting at his partner.
"I do... BUTTT that's Heatwave's job." She coughed and walked away, leaving the helicopter sullen.
"Tsk." Heatwave got up and went away for a brief moment before returning to the sulking mech with a servoful of Energon treats. "Take it and stop whining."
"For me? You're the best, Heatwave!" Blades's attitude took a sharp change as he happily ate the sugary treat.
"If that ain't true love, I don't know what else is." Anna smirked, sipping her drink. Turning to the police bot, she saw the retrospective look in the mech's optics and smirked.
"追踪，请用你的平板下载全球翻译器。（Chase，please download the International translator into your datapad.)" Anna whispered at him. Chase, upon hearing the girl, raised an optic ridge.
"I believe you forgot to change your language system, young human." he said.
"Download the International translator into your tablet." Anna repeated, voice soft and low as she gave him a wink.
Pausing, Chase nodded and did as he told. Within seconds, the blue tablet in his hand was now equipped with translating the girl's words into Cybertronian/ English.
"set it to make sure it translates into your mother language ;consider me giving you a hand with Chief."
That got Chase's interested. Obliging once again, the mini translator was now ready.
"How about we continue our Mandarin session later? I'm sure you guys must be exhausted with all the exercises I've given." Anna smirked.
"Yeah, and we haven't even got to French and German yet." Cody groaned, packing his materials up.
"We've got Spanish to cover too." Frankie added, yawning tiredly.
"Come on, let's get something to eat. I'm starving." Graham stretched for a moment before rubbing his tired eyes. "We'll head up to the human area to freshen up. Wanna join us, Anna?"
"No thank you, I'll just be around with the bots. Go eat you guys." Anna waved at them. Watching the group of humans going up the elevator, Anna turned back to Chase.
"追踪，听得到我说话吗？(Chase, can you hear me?)"
"Loud and clear, young one." Chase nodded, looking at his datapad as he saw the voice translated into Cybertronian words.
"看来我得好好教你撩查理啦！(Looks like I've gotta teach you the ways of flirting with Charlie now!)" Anna snickered, wiggling her eyebrows at the blue mech.
"Please, be my guest."
"Mind sharing some with me?" Heatwave whispered, scooting closer. Blades was busy talking to Boulders, so that gave the red mech a chance. "I'm a fast learner, I promise."
"The more, the merrier." Anna said.
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Timeskip
It was now late evening. Anna had already left the firehouse a while ago.
"Chase? How about a patrol around town?" Chief offered, stepping out of the elevator.
"As you wish, sir." Chase said and change into his vehicle form, revving his engines.
Charlie stepped inside his car and perked up, feeling a slight difference from before. "Your cabin is...warm?" he noted.
'Chief is sharp as ever!' Chase smiled to himself, happy to know that Chief DOES pick up tiny details. Clearing his voice box, Chase replied nonchalantly, trying to seem innocent at this. "I figured it would be nice if you'd have a warm seat during the night. It has been chilly lately, Chief."
"That's...thoughtful of you. Thank you Chase." Charlie smiled and hopped in. The two went out and began their night patrol, leaving Heatwave and Blades at the area. Boulders was busy with Graham's work, helping his partner to solve some maths.
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"I'm bored." Heatwave whined. "Heatwave, play with me?"
Sighing, Heatwave rolled his optics but agreed, fighting the urge to smile at his lover. "What do you want to do?"
"Oh, oh! Can we play hide and seek? Please, please pleaseeeee!?"
"我爱你 你个大傻瓜。（I love you, ya big idiot.)" Heatwave said, confusing the tiny yellow and white mech.
"What's that? Did you just insulted me in Mandarin?" Blades jumped to conclusions, optics wide. "Aww, no fair! How come Anna taught you to swear in her language?"
Face-servoing, Heatwave shook his helm in embarrassment. "It's not an insult, Blades."
"Then, what is it? Come on, tell me! The suspense is killing me!"
"Wo Ai Ni, Ni Ge Da Sha Gua." Heatwave sighed. "It means...you're annoying."
"Hey! That's being mean! 'WO AI NI, NE GE DA SHA GUA' TOO! " Blades yelled, earning a smile from the firetruck. "What are you smiling at!?"
"我也爱你，我的宇宙。/Wo Ye Ai Ni, Wo De Yu Zhou（I love you too, my universe.)"
"THAT'S ANOTHER INSULT ISN'T IT!?" Blades gasped, hitting his fist onto Heatwave's chassis. "Meany!"
"Indeed it is, indeed it is." Heatwave smiled, letting his love to do whatever he pleases. "I am your meany, Blades."
"Yeah! You're my meany!" Blades repeated without giving a second thought, too focused on pouting.
"I wanna learn more about Mandarin so that I can hit on you back! Wo- Wo... WO AI NI! HA, TAKE THAT!" The helicopter snapped back, remembering only some parts of the sentence.
(Dear readers, Wo Ai Ni means I love you.)
Heatwave choked on air, feeling his joints locked in place.
"Wo Ye Ai Ni...(I love you too..)" Heatwave mustered, covering his faceplate with his knuckles.
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Meanwhile, with Chase and Charlie...
"It seems like tonight's a quiet one." Charlie smiled, tapping a rhythm on the steering wheels.
"I believe so too, Chief. We have already scouted the whole area, perhaps we should retire for the day?" Chase suggested.
"Yeah, that would be great..." Charlie yawned and rubbed his eyes, blinking a few times.
Chase noted his partner's condition and promptly activated his holoform, appearing by the Chief's side and set his hands over the man's.
"Chase? What are you doing?" Charlie snapped out of his lethargy, staring at his partner in confusion.
"Perhaps we should switch place for today, sir. You don't seem to be in the condition for driving." Chase said in worry.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Charlie waved him off.
Keeping quiet, the obedient mech deactivated his human avatar and let the old man handle. The rest of the ride was quiet...until Chase spoke up.
"今晚的月色很美有如某人。(Tonight's moon is exquisite, just like a special someone.)" He stated.
"What did you say?" Charlie raised an eyebrow, staring at the screen.
"Just a quote that Anna taught the kids. It means 'tonight's moon is very beautiful.' " Chase said, leaving off the last phrase to himself.
"Huh. Interesting. Say... Do you know other sentences?" Charlie asked, eyes still on the road.
"爱你不需要理由。(Me loving you does not require any reason.)"
"Ai-Ni - What?" Charlie sweatdropped.
"It's a...phrase." Chase trailed off, not knowing how to answer.
"About what, exactly?"
"I've... Forgotten." Chase lied for the very first time. "Though, I believe it was a very nice sentence."
"Hmm, we'll just ask her tomorrow." Charlie shrugged, parking inside the garage.
Stepping out of the car, Charlie stretched tiredly and groan as he heard a satisfying pop. "I'm heading to bed now. Goodnight Chase." he mumbled.
The officer turned away and was about to make his way up when Chase blurted out, making Chief halt in his place.
"我爱你！Wo Ai Ni! ( I love you!)" Chase said out loud.
"Uh..Buddy? You okay?" Chief chuckled, crossing his arms in front of him. "Wo Ai Ni too...whatever that means." he coughed.
Activating his holoform, Chase's eyes brightened up like a child on Christmas as he tackled the man down.
"Chase! What the hell?" Chief gasped as he found himself trapped under Chase's arms.
"我的就是我的。你的也是我的。(What's mine belongs to me; what's yours also belongs to me.)" Chase whispered, nibbling Charlie's ears.
Without hesitation, Chase picked the man up and carried him on the shoulders, ignoring Chief hitting his back as he made his way up to Charlie's room.
"Chase, put me down!"
"我的矫情的小公子真可爱。今晚，你由我来决定。(My haughty little Prince is very adorable. Tonight, you shall be under my command.)" Chase growled.
"I don't know what that means, but it doesn't seem to be good!" Chief blushed, giving up on retaliation as he was brought into his room and set down on his bed.
"我的～/Wo De~ (Mine~)" Chase purred, sending shivers down to Charlie's back as he sat on top of the man.
" Chase-! "
"I will properly thank the femme for her teaching later." Chase mumbled, staring down at the flustered man with a mischievous grin.
"For now, let me handle you, 我的最爱(my beloved.)"
"CHASEEEE!!"
Coffee Break (ChaseXCharlie)
A/N: I'm tired and stressed szksjxhsh because everything went wrong so I made this comfy fluffy chapter for me and everyone having a bad day😫❤️✨
Ps:I love rainy days, it's just so relaxing. 👉👈
Daily reminder that you should drink some tea/coffee/FAV drink and relax before you continue your daily life✨❤️
Muah, love yall and enjoy~
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Gentle pitter-patter on the glass pane made Chief sigh in content as he rested his chin on his elbow, the man staring out at his porch with a retrospective look. His kids were in the bunker, happily interacting with the Rescue Bots. That left the aging father some time to relax and enjoy the quiet hours after his shift of patrol ended.
Exhaling slowly, Charlie Burns continued to stare outside until he felt a gentle embrace from behind, taking him out of his daydreaming.
"What are you thinking, sir?"
It was Chase in his holoform.
"Oh, didn't hear you coming in." Charlie said, dropping his head to Chase's neck, nuzzling deep.
"Are you well, Chief? You seem to be be...cuddling CLOSE-NOT THAT I MIND, O-OF COURSE!" Chase immediately cleared things up, stuttering as he feared that the man would be offended.
"Nice save, partner...and no, I'm just....resting."Charlie sighed again, successfully making the mech even worried.
Chase tenderly placed his hands onto the chief's forehead before retracting it.
"No signs of fever; you aren't ill. I believe this is what Cody refers to as Monday's blues...but today's Friday." Chase mused but didn't let go of the man, choosing to envelop him with a bear hug.
"I'm tired." Charlie mumbled, greying eyebrows furrowed as he spoke. "I'm getting so old... Perhaps Griffin Rock would need a new Chief soon..."
"Someday, but that day isn't now or ever." Chase growled, tightening his grip on Charlie's chest. "Please Chief, excuse me but with all due respect, you are the most capable man to be in this mission.....and I don't wish to have a new partner that quick;I would like to spend more time with my favourite human."
"Favourite huh?" Charlie blinked up with happiness, staring at mech, who had a tint of pink dusted on his face.
"Besides you, Cody comes in close second." Chase added before diving in to give a quick peck on Charlie's lips. "No more sighing, love."
"I know, I know. Gotta be strong..." Charlie let out a yawn, unable to hide his tiredness. "Thanks Chase. For the record, you are my favourite too...besides Cody."
"It seems like we both have a common understanding for doting over Cody." Chase smirked, happy to get a positive reaction from his lover.
Slowly prying away his hands, the ravenette went to the pantry and got out two mugs from the drawer and set them on the counter before retrieving two sachets of instant cocoa. Pouring them inside each mugs, Chase carefully poured hot water into them as he remembered the steps Cody had taught him weeks ago.
'Remember to add marshmallows...' Chase thought to himself as he placed the fluffy sweets over the drink. Nodding in satisfaction of his work, Chase brought the two porcelain mugs over to the window area and handed one to Charlie.
"Hmm-Oh, for me?" Charlie jumped in surprise. Taking over the drink, the greying hair man took a sip of his warm drink and let out a satisfying groan.
"Ah...perfect." Chief responded, subconsciously leaning towards his blushing partner.
'I must remember to thank Cody for this tiny detail later!' Chase made a mental note.
"Thank you Chase, that was very sweet of you." Chief said, turning towards the man and beamed with delight. "I do enjoy fuzzy beverage on a rainy evening. You're a lifesaver sometimes, do you know that?" Charlie hummed and took another drink, moustache touching the froth from the hot cocoa.
"I am a Rescue Bot, it is my duty to save lives." Chase replied, also enjoying his hot drink. "And you're welcome, sir." Chase smirked and cuddled closer, watching the raindrops rolling off the window with Charlie by his side.
"Perfect evening activity, especially when you're with a loved one." Chase whispered as he felt his shoulders getting heavier. Turning to his left, the police bot could only smile in adoration as he saw the single father dozed off on his shoulder, snoozing in content.
Sighing, Chase shifted closer and hugged the man, letting the sleepy officer to lie on his chest for the rest of the hour.
Sweet Scent (ChaseXCharlie)
A/N: this title was DEFINITELY not taken from a pokemon move.
NOPE😩🖐️
MASNJSSHSH okay have fun reading if yall know the perfume chapter in RB then you might understand this chapter.
I think.
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"Chase? Why are you in my room?"Chief's voice startled the holoformed Chase and he sat down onto the bed, smiling guiltily.
"It seems like I have been caught red-handed as the humans say...but my hands aren't painted red?" Chase stared at both of his hands before lifting them up to show Chief Burns.
"Never mind." Charlie sighed, letting the curious mech inside his room for today. "Just sit down and don't touch anything, okay?"
"As you command, sir." Chase followed the orders, sitting still on the soft bed.
...Though, his attention span is VERY short.
"What's that?" Chase innocently pointed at the two glass bottle sitting on top of Chief's desk.
"Oh? This?" Chief picked up the blue coloured glass and pressed twice in the air, creating a sharp yet pleasant aroma in Chase's olfactory sensors.
"Such...intriguing a scent." Chase remarked, sniffing the air a few times.
"That's my new cologne; the kids bought it for Father's Day." Charlie smiled, setting the bottle down.
"I wasn't aware that you humans have a day specifically for sires. I've learned a new knowledge yet again."
"We have one for mothers too." Chief replied, shaking his head with amusement. Turning around, Chief rummaged his wardrobe for a moment before taking out a hanger full of ties.
"Since you're free at the moment, mind choosing for me a tie to go along with the suit? The kids are planning on something grand... I think." Charlie sighed as he remembered how his four children LITERALLY forced him into the firehouse to get changed and to be ready before 7pm for dinner.
It was now 5.30pm and he still not yet ready choosing his outfit.
"I believe blue would compliment you very well, sir." Chase suggested, holding up a royal blue tie for the man. Taking the velvet material off, Charlie hummed in satisfaction.
"This would do, thanks Chase. Now excuse me, I need to take a quick shower."
"May I -"
"No Chase, I don't wanna be late." Chief narrowed his eyes at the cheeky mech. "And you bite. I don't want to explain to my kids about them during dinner."
"...Very well then."Chase sighed, watching the love of his life step into the bathroom and closed the door. He heard a faint twist and water running from the bathroom and he sighed again, biting the insides of his cheeks as he waited for Chief Burns to complete his shower.
"I see no issue with a quick one..."Chase grumbled, propping up an elbow on his thighs as he stared at the bathroom door with annoyance before forming into a hopeful smile.
"Maybe AFTER dinner then." he smirked, drumming both fingers together as he thought of how he'd PROPERLY treat his partner right tonight.
"I shall try to be patient then..."Chase hummed.
"Are you talking to yourself?" Charlie asked. His hair was dripping with water and he only had a towel wrapped around his waist, covering the bare minimum in front of the dominant partner of his.
"Sir...you're really testing my patience, aren't you?" Chase growled, gripping his black pants with annoyance as he saw Charlie rolled his eyes.
"Am not. Now turn around, I need to change."
"I've seen EVERYTHING, Charlie."
"That's the point; I don't want you to attack me again. TURN. AROUND." Charlie demanded, setting a hand on his hips.
Frustrated, Chase begrudgingly looked away and gave the old Chief a brief amount of time to get dressed up.
"Done." Charlie said, buttoning up his white dress shirt. Pulling the coat over his arms, the aging father glanced at the mirror to study his frame.
"Not bad, huh?" he asked Chase, who only muttered a soft whine in return.
"Come on Chase, don't be so gloomy."
"I can't join this dinner. I am saddened that you're leaving me."
"Relax, I will only be gone for an hour or two." Charlie shook his head at his partner's attitude.
Without paying much attention, Charlie picked up a RED coloured cologne and sprayed onto his collar, cuffs and waist.
"Huh? Another brand?" Charlie said out loud, looking at the bottle with confusion before shrugging. "Hmm, whatever. It's bearable, I guess."
"It's. Not." Chase's tone went deep as he narrowed his optics on the man.
"C-Chase, w-we talked about this!" Charlie gulped.
He knows that look.
Chase is HUNGRY.
"Then consider me breaking the law." Chase pulled the man onto the bed and sat on top of him, mouth watering as his eyes dimmed with lust.
"I'm having you FIRST."
"Chase-wait-"
...Obviously, the mech couldn't wait any longer.
By the time they snapped out of their...activities, Charlie realised it was already 8pm and he was late. Rushing out of the bedroom with his ties undone and hair in an unruly manner, Chase smirked victoriously as he deactivated his holoform and drove the flustered and aching man to the restaurant.
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The red coloured bottle had a dusty box behind it, gifted by Doc Greene a few years back.
There was label in it that read:
"Love Potion. Spray once for long lasting lust and infatuation. Caution: DO NOT OVERUSE; HIGHLY EFFECTIVE."
Well, perhaps today was Chase's lucky day after all, not needing to wait till night to have his share of...fun.
Wrong Era Part 2 (ChaseXCharlie)
A/N: IDK HOW I DID IT, BUT I MANAGED TO I COOPERATE ANGST AND SUGGESTIVE INTO ONE STORY AJAHSSHSHSDH WTF 😂😂😂😭😩😩
Okay, have this long sequel as I head to bed and cry djehdh it's kinda sad😭😩
Enjoy?
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"Where are you t-taking me!?" Charlie asked, leaning back on the leather couch.
"To your home."
"But you don't know that...right?" Charlie's words came out as a question. Chase remained silent, professionally avoiding all traffic cameras.
"You...know my address?" Charlie gasped as the bot drove into a worn-out looking firehouse, stripped away from life and contrasting with the firehouse in Chase's original realm.
"I do, in fact." the mech smoothly replied and extinguished his engines, but made no moves of unlocking the door.
"W-What do you want from me?" Charlie suddenly felt claustrophobic and pried open the handle, but to no response.
"Chief-I mean-Charlie, why are you stealing money?"
"Why does that bothers-oh wait, you're with the police, stupid question." Charlie groaned and sunk back into the seat. "And it's none of your concern!"
"It. IS." Chase growled, activating his holoform by the man's side. Yellowish orange eyes burned into Charlie's dark brown ones as he glowered at the man. "You're responsible for my counterpart's death."
"Wait...counterpart?" Charlie blinked in confusion. "I thought you survived the crash!"
"Ah, it seems my death was due to car-crashing."
Puzzled, Charlie was about to wrestle with the jet-black haired man when a tiny creak stopped his actions.
"D-Dad...?" it was Cody's voice. The little blond kid waddled out of the near-collapsing house with his jacket hanging loosely by his shoulders. The boy was pale and he was coughing vehemently as he made his way to the car.
"Dad?" Cody repeated again, tip-toeing to peek into the tinted windows.
"Let me out...please." Charlie said, hands pressing against the glass door. "He's not supposed to be out here."
"I will, on one condition." Chase said seriously.
"Name it!"
"You spill the truth, everything."
"Whatever details you want, I'll have them ready. Now please, he's going to catch a cold!" Charlie submitted.
Chase unlocked the doors and the man jumped out of the car, hugging his frail son. Turning back to the holoformed Chase, Charlie sighed and carried the young child up, holding him safe in his arms.
"Daddy, who's that?" Cody meekly asked, peeking out of Charlie's arms.
"I'm Chase, your father's...acquaintance." Chase said.
'So this is what it feels like when you lie...' Chase thought to himself, refraining from frowning as he stepped into the rugged house. The firehouse he knew was always clean and proper, so this was a whole new experience for the mech.
"It's a mess in here. I hope you don't mind." Charlie grunted as he settled his only child down on the sofa. "Cody? Do me a favour and stay here, okay? Papa's got some adult conversation with Chase here." the man narrowed his eyes at the police bot, hating every moment of this.
"Okay daddy!" Cody beamed before letting out a cough again, making the father tense up.
"This way please." Charlie said, gesturing to his bedroom. Chase visibly jumped as the thought of him entering Charlie's room felt foreign....not that he minded though.
"Where do I start?" Charlie sighed, pinching his nose bridge as he sat on the cheap wooden bed.
"How did me...Chase died?"
"Figured." the single father rolled his eyes before casting a sad look at the man. "I...want you to know that I hadn't mean to cause Chase to die..." he sighed, putting his face into his palms.
"Please elaborate?" Chase tenderly requested.
"It was another day of me stealing when I met your counterpart. He was tailing after me when we got into the winding road of Griffin Rock. I managed to maneuver out of the way with the car I hot wired at the turn...but Chase didn't. He...fell off the cliff." Charlie explained, mood turning somber as he remembered the very day.
"You know? Chase was the nicest besides Optimus when it comes to this cat and mouse game with me. I won't lie... I miss him." That struck a chord in Chase's spark and the mech took a step back, optics shutting with equal sadness too.
"W-What about F-Francine's father?" Chase continued to interrogate despite the sick feeling pooling deep in his systems.
"He's alive, don't worry." Charlie chuckled humorlessly.
"Where is he?"
"In my basement."
"Why?"
"Because he NEEDS TO SAVE MY Son FROM DYING!" Charlie snapped, standing up. He was a tad bit shorter than Chase but his eyes spoke volumes of his protectiveness against his child.
"Cody is ill." Chase stated, giving the man a curt nod. "What exactly is his disease?"
"Pneumonia. Terminal stage." Charlie's voice cracked as he looked into the ravenette's eye. "I can't lose him... I can't."
"That does not excuse your actions of illegal doing."
"DAMN IT CHASE! DOES IT LOOK LIKE I HAVE A CHOICE?!" Charlie roared, gripping Chase's collar as his eyes flushed red and brimming with tears. "I HAVE NO OTHER OPTIONS! I HAVE NO FUNDS TO BUY THE MEDS NOR AM I ABLE TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL! I'M BLACKLISTED FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!"
"You can change for the better and ASK FOR HELP! The Charlie Burns I know was never a bad human NOR a quitter!" Chase rebutted, holding Charlie's shoulders with equal force. "The Charlie I know was a courageous man and a loving father of four healthy children. He would sacrifice everything for his family AND Griffin Rock!"
"MAYBE I'M NOT THAT CHARLIE YOU WANT ME TO BE!" The tired father snarled and threw human Chase onto his bed as he straddled the man. "Maybe I'm just another version of Charlie and you need to get that through your thick skull...or processors." Charlie's voice sent shivers to Chase, the mech being unused to this new version of his Chief.
"Chief-I mean-"
"So, I'm a chief in your realm?" Charlie smirked, leaning deeper into Chase's broad chest. "I'll slip in another secret for you." the man smiled coyly and whispered into Chase's ears.
"Me and you...or the other you, we've had something going on. We truly do." he admitted, lowering his head down onto Chase, looking into his optics sorrowfully.
"Chief and I...had something too... I think." Chase muttered, allured by the man's different scent. His Charlie was prim and proper, smelling fresh mint all the time while this man before him reeks pinewood smell and smoke.
"Oh? And what is it?" Charlie egged on.
"We had trust with each other." Chase replied and sat up, turning the tables as he switched positions with the sly fellow.
"We know each other like the back of our hand." Chase continued, growling into the single father's ears this time.
"Chase-"
"And I know EVERYTHING about him, especially WEAKNESSES." Chase finished and nipped the man's ears, knowing full well that Charlie's was the most sensitive at that area.
Just like he predicted, Charlie went silent as his breathing became ragged.
"Now Charlie, we're going to strike another deal." Chase stated, authority leaking from his tone.
"W-What is i-it?"
"I need you to turn yourself in. For your sake and Cody." Chase stated calmly.
"I-I can't..." Charlie mumbled, shaking his head as he laid on his stomach.
"Why not?"
"They are going to send my son to the orphanage. I can't lose him..."
Chase went silent at that statement. It was true that Charlie would lose the parenting rights to his child due to his circumstances, something that neither Chase nor Charlie wanted.
"I can offer a deal with the team." Chase suggested. "You return Doc Greene, and they will help you treat your son."
"But I will still be sent to jail!" Charlie fought back. "I won't be able to look after if I'm in jail now, can I?" he sassed.
After a long period of silence, Chase perked up as he remembered a faint detail of human laws and smiled.
Placing a kiss on the left side of Charlie's neck, Chase's smirked as he mumbled out his answer to the worried father.
"Perhaps you don't need to go to jail after all."
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Sending out a beacon to the team, they took no time to arrive at the firehouse with the whole crew.
"Chase!" Heatwave yelled, transforming into his biped mode as he stomped towards the calm mech. "What in the Pits are you thinking!?"
"A solution to this mess." Chase responded, staring up at his counterpart's leader icily. Optimus stepped forward and spoke, cutting the tension between the two Rescue Bots.
"Easy, Heatwave." The Prime advised, making the red mech back away.
Turning to the alternate reality bot, Optimus raised an optic ridge. "What is the reason you've brought us here, Chase?"
"I believe that it is time we end this cat and mouse game. Charlie is willing to stop and surrender, setting free Doctor Greene." Chase said.
"And what does he wish in return?" Optimus was always ever so sharp about tradings and deals.
"He asked that his son, Cody, is to be treated and nursed back to health... And that he is to be on house arrest, instead of imprisonment." Chase finished.
"He wants what!?" Jack yelled in astonishment, voicing his team's collective thoughts out loud.
"His son to receive medical care and house arrest." Chase repeated, guarding the front door with his frame.
"And what makes you think we will fall for his trick? If anything, we're taking you in for interrogation too!" Arcee hissed.
"I don't believe that is necessary." Charlie's figure emerged from the shadows of Chase, spooking everyone. "I mean it." the man sighed as he looked at the team in guilt.
Agent Fowler stepped forward, looking at his once friend with sympathy. "You seemed...tired, Charlie." he said dryly.
"I've been running away for years, William. I think it's about time we put a stop to this game of tag... I don't have much time left." Charlie whispered the last part out.
Agent Fowler set a comforting hand on his coworker's shoulder, nodding firmly.
"I think it's about time we take our friend back." William said. In the background, Frankie rejoiced as she hugged her father, who seemed dazdd if anything.
"Oh? Hi Frankie! I missed you too!" he chuckled, rubbing his daughter's hair.
"You don't look harmed." Miko eyed the man weirdly. "I thought Charlie had you hostage?"
"Not exactly; I was merely making a cure for his son...though, he did kidnap me or so to say." The doctor replied, scratching his neck as he looked at the troubled father with sympathy. "I don't blame him; all I see is a desperate man trying to save his son."
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"So....how are you going to go home?" Smokescreen asked the police bot, breaking the brief moment of tranquility.
"This machine has been fixed by Doc Greene himself." Chase said, showing off a timepiece. "I think it's time for me to go. I have overstayed my welcome."
"Do not think in such manner, young mech. We pray for your safe journey back, Chase." Optimus shook his helm, casting a wise glance at the mech. "Remember, you will always have a home with us."
"Thank you sir." Chase smiled, saluting the Prime.
"But I believe that your family is waiting for you at the other end. Goodbye and good luck, soldier." Optimus nodded and backed away. The rest of the team raised their hands and servos, bidding the bot goodbye.
"A word before you leave for good?" Charlie hesitantly asked.
"Yes...sir?" Chase quietly replied, picking the man up and turned back into the firehouse.
"I didn't get the chance to say thank you...for everything." Charlie said, patting the mech's thumb. "You're right Chase. If my Chase was still alive, he'd probably give the same advice as you did." the old man sent a weak smile up.
Bending down, Chase collided his dermas onto Charlie's inviting ones for a moment before pulling away. His spark tugged and yearn for the man, but he had a Charlie at home.
His Charlie.
"I'm sure he would be proud of you now, Charlie." Chase replied. "Because I know I am."
"Here, take this." Charlie fished out something from his pocket and handed it to the mech. "It's wrapped up. Open it ONLY when you're alone, got it?" Charlie coyly grinned.
"You have my word... Charlie." The blue and white mech promised and went back out.
Setting the mech down, he turned to the small kid on a stretcher and placed a soft digit to the kid's forehead, brushing away some stray hair from his face.
"Stay strong Cody." he said softly. The weak child gave him a thumbs up and smiled too, smiling his little set of teeth.
"I'll..try..." Cody breathed out.
Satisfied, Chase pressed the button and disappeared, leaving nothing of his existence except for his pedsteps.
"Goodbye, Chase..." Charlie mumbled out as he got into the police car with his hands cuffed.
Chase felt his audial receptors ringing as he tipped to the side, getting a vertigo from time-travelling.
"Chase? What are you doing?" Cody asked, looking up at the wobbly mech from the porch. Chase shook his confusion away and stared at the child, his mind suddenly floating back to the ailing Cody.
"Do I have something on my face?" the innocent child asked, pointing to his cheeks.
"No. I was...sidetracked. Don't worry about it, Cody." Chase said and went inside, the little boy tailing along.
"Oh! There you are, Chase!" Chief beamed with delight as he got off the elevator. "Did you receive the parcel from Doc Greene?" he asked with hands extended.
"I did and, if may I suggest, don't use it?" Chase requested.
"Why?" Chief asked, looking at the timepiece with curiosity.
"Call it a hunch." Chase wagged a digit at his partner and walked away to a corner. Peeling away the gift, Chase smiled to himself as he picked out an old, yellowish photo.
To be exact, a photo of AU Charlie and Cody, smiling at the camera with the young boy blowing a candle off from a cupcake.
"I have a Charlie here; my Charlie." Chase whispered to no one as he turned back to look at the scene. His team and Chief's kids were hanging around, having fun with one another.
"Home...with Chief."
Wrong Era Part 1 (Chase X Charlie)
A thief and cop AU because IF CHARLIE CAN BE A JANITOR, HE SURE AS HELL CAN BE A THIEF IASHWHSHSGSG👏👏😩😩😫
This is a seriously long ass chapter, so I'll split it into two or three, it depends😂😂👌
Enjoy~
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"Ah Chase, thank you for picking up the parcel." Doc Greene said, handing the mech a brown paper bag.
"No problem, Doctor. Chief is busy at the moment, so I shall take his place for this short delivery." Chase nodded and transformered into his vehicle mode. "Fret not, I will avoid all and every human contact." Chase promised and drove away, taking care of noticed by humans.
"Just to make certain..." The mech said to himself and activated his holoform, driving down the winding road back to base.
"In approximately 12 and a half minutes, I shall arrive to base. Perhaps I should take a shorter route to shorten the time..." Chase murmured and turned into a dark alley, driving down the unoccupied area. His frame jumped up and down due to the uneven grounding and he sighed.
"Such unruly pathway. I must contact Chief about this. We cannot allow such disregard for road maintenance to be put off." he noted.
The vibration cause the item at the back seat tipped and activated, but Chase was still busy on the road to notice it.
By the time his behind was glowing, it was already too late.
"S-Scrap!" the mech yelped as he felt his body being sucked into a black hole and he disappeared, leaving nothing but his tire tracks at the scene.
Tumbling through the swirling vortex, the police bot groaned as he unceremoniously crashed in front of a...police station.
"What in the..."he rubbed the back of his helm, not realising that he had reverted into biped mode.
"C-Chase!?" Blades's voice rang out clear as day, making the blue and white mech stared up at the shocked helicopter. Behind the astonished mech, his familiar crews were behind him... With UNKNOWN human associations.
Stiffening up, the mech activated his visor and pretended to be monotonous as to not blow his cover. "I-am- Chase- the- police-bot-"
"Chase?! W-What...?" Heatwave rubbed his optics, not believing what he was seeing. "What the hell are you doing?!"
Seeing how natural his leader was around these humans, Chase relaxed a little. "I am...undercover? We are not supposed to reveal ourselves to the humans." he said.
"What are you talking about?" Miko asked, tilting her head up. "We've known you guys since day one!"
"Incognito doesn't work at all, remember? We're supposed to be living together with the humans and learn from them, not hiding in disguise of...whatever you're doing." Heatwave grunted.
"GUYS! WE ARE MISSING THE WHOLE POINT!!" Jack yelled, starting the crew. "HE'S NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!"
"I...do not follow? They are my team members. I am a fellow rescue bot member too, young citizen." Chase said, feeling a pang of uneasiness inside his tanks.
The team stared at the mech with disbelief, not understanding the situation either. Blades stepped out first, optics brimming with coolants as he tackled the mech and sobbed into his arms, breaking down before him.
"I don't care! This is our Chase and we're keeping him!"
"Blades, snap out of it! It's not him!" Heatwave growled, yanking away his friend. Glaring at the innocent mech, the firetruck spilled the truth.
"Chase died in mission. This isn't ours; it's an impostor."
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"D-Died!?" Chase raised his voice and patted his chassis, panicking a little. "I-I don't understand! I need to speak to Chief!"
"Who's Chief?" Raf asked, pushing his glasses up. Behind him, Bumblebee buzzed the same question too.
"You mean the boss bot, Optimus?" Bulkhead offered, jabbing at the red and blue mech behind them.
"Optimus...?" Chase stepped back, getting more confused of this weird timeline. "B-But aren't you supposed to be on mainland?"
"I do not follow?" Optimus replied, watching the mech carefully. "You seemed... different than the Chase we know."
"I believe I must have... Time travelled?" Chase said and picked out the broken item from his cabin. "This parcel from Doc Greene glowed and the next thing I knew, I was transported here."
"Did he say Doc Greene?!" Frankie busted out from Smokescreen's side, staring up at the police bot with water in her eyes. "You know me, don't you!?"
"Yes. You are Francine Greene, or as you would like me to call you, Frankie." Chase replied. The small girl gasped as she started to cry too, making the mech felt even awkward at the situation.
"W-Where's - what- where's my daddy?" she sobbed into Miko's chest.
"I-I- He's at the lab?" Chase tried to answer.
"What lab? There's no lab in Griffin Rock." Boulders said.
"Okay, so we're still in Griffin Rock..." Chase said to himself, placing a digit to his chin. "I am sorry for this....sudden uproar, but I need to get back to my own realm. I do not...belong here." he said, dimming his optics at the last part. "You have my condolences for...my alternate self's death."
"Who's this Chief you were mentioning earlier?" Ratchet gruffedly spoke.
"Chief Charlie Burns, of course. He is the Head police in the island, working together with his four kids and my crew, the Rescue Bots of Sigma Seventeen."
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"CHARLIE BURNS?!" All of them yelled.
"HE IS ANYTHING BUT A GOOD MAN AND I GOT THEM SCARS TO PROVE IT!" Agent Fowler yelled.
"HE'S THE REASON MY DAD IS MIA!" Frankie said in anguish.
"He's the cause of your death..." Blades weeped, wiping his yellow optics.
Chase gulped as he quietly took in the scene. Gripping his servos into a fist, he hesitantly asked the crew another question.
"Does he have a family here?"
"Yes, but only one-"
"It's Cody, isn't it?!" Chase cut the Prime off, dropping his usual calm demeanour. The poor fellow couldn't accept the fact that his partner was a murderer, a bad guy.
He could accept Charlie being a janitor because that man was still a good guy.
But this... This is wrong.
This isn't right.
"Yes." Optimus confirmed, blue optics soft and caring, contrasting with the freaking out mech before him. "Easy Chase, we will try our best to get you home."
"No offence sir, but what if he's an impostor? A liar? A mech created by Doctor Morocco?" Heatwave asked, still eyeing at Chase.
"Oh, he's bad in this realm too." Chase noted out loud, earning a snort from Arcee.
"Well, when is he ever not? Giving us quite the helmache, I swear to Primus." she sighed.
"Is Chief-I mean- Charlie, working with him?" Chase questioned, furrowing his optic ridges at the team.
Fortunately, the responds were negative.
"No. He's more of a... Cat burglar. He likes to steal stuff, pretty much." Agent Fowler said. "But I've gotta admit, that man is spry for his age, getting away from our hands like a slippery eel every bloody time."
"I see..." Chase replied, looking down at the asphalt ground. They were still outside of the police station after all.
Before the time-traveller could raise another question, an alarm blared from the station. Raf typed something on his computer before pushing up his glasses, staring at the team grimly.
"The bank has been robbed."
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Chase's Energon went cold as he sped off, chasing after the only source of his familiarity. He didn't know why or how, but he felt as if he needed to see the man was as bad as the team had perceived him to be.
"I can only pray that Griffin Rock's map is similar to ours." Chase growled, putting metal to the petal. He had left the team in the dust, running off to the Griffin Rock Bank.
Lucky for him, the roads were the same as his realm and he arrived at the location just in time to see the man he was looking for.
Donned in dark blue and white suit(which briefly reminded Chase of Dani's suit), Charlie Burns was sprinting down the alley and away from human's sight.
Clicking his glossa, Chase floor the gas and chased after him, not wanting to loose sight.
Charlie, sensing someone was behind him, turned around only to jump aside as Chase drifted and faced in front of him, blocking his path.
"Charlie!" Chase yelled but stayed in vehicle mode.
The aging thief widened his eyes as his mind clicked with familiarity of the voice. "C-Chase?!" his voice quivered as he took a step back, dropping the sack of money on the ground.
Behind him, the team's siren came closer.
"Y-You're...alive?" Charlie stuttered, shaky hands grazing onto the car door. Chase tensed up for a moment, feeling bad for the man before him.
"DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!"
Chase daydreaming was brutally cut short when Heatwave's voice came though the alley. Turning his rear mirrors to see the ashen-face Charlie, Chase went soft.
With a growl, the mech decided to break his code.
"Get in." he said, tone eerily deep. Charlie didn't think twice and dove in, letting the fast police car to drive away.
"WHAT THE FRAG!? CHASE!" Heatwave yelled, watching the alternate reality friend of his scampered away, Charlie Burns in tow.
"Guys! He's with Charlie! He's gotten away!" Heatwave yelled through the comms. Glaring at the now empty alley, Heatwave transformed and balled his servos, gritting his teeth with resentment.
"We'll find you. Both of you."
My Mech's a Tsundere! (Heatwave X Blades)
A/N: XD I think we all can agree that Heatwave is a total classic Tsundere 😩🤌✨
My guy bullies the heck out of Blades but he's Also the guy to massacre ANYONE whom dares to lay a single finger on our precious lil baby😩😭👌
I finished my wattpad writing early so hhehe, that means more time to write another fic!
AND YES, I TAKE INSPO FROM SONGS AKSHEHDHSGS-
Enjoy~
Edit: As I finished writing this, I realised that I remembered scrolling through @bonanza_marco(twitter) old comic about Heatwave (or was it Blades? ) getting hurt and well...😂😂I ended up with angst which is something similar to theirs? 😩✨😭❤️
(their art is AMAZING I SIMP FOR THEIR HEATBLADES ART 😭😭👏👏✨❤️❤️)
OwO, enjoy this late night chapter!
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"Blades, stop being a coward!"
"Blades, a little more courage on the mission?"
"Damn it Blades, why are you so squirmish all the time!?"
"Primus, Blades-"
"SORRY FOR BEING A WEAK MECH THEN, HEATWAVE! NOT EVERYONE WAS FORGED FOR GREATNESS LIKE YOU!" Heatwave snapped and transformered, flying off to God knows where.
"Tsk." The Rescue Bot leader clicked his glossa in frustration and punched the wall, taking out his anger with his fist.
"Don't you think you're pushing him too hard, Heatwave? He is the youngest among us..." Boulders asked, unsure of the situation.
Apparently, the fire bot has been nagging on the poor helicopter for the past few days and it took a toll on Blades, but the mech held it in.
Finally, he exploded today.
"Pfft- you call that being hard? I've seen worse during my days at the Academy. This is nothing at all!" Heatwave grunted, throwing another punch to the wall, denting it.
"If you could, kindly not lay damage to the wall. Chief does not see fond to us destroying our quarters." Chase advised, stopping Heatwave's servo with his own.
The red mech shrugged the police bot's hands away in annoyance, still frustrated about a certain yellow and white bot.
"He's gotta learn how to man up, as Cody would say." Heatwave defended, crossing his arms on his chassis. "You guys are just being too soft on him. He's been sheltered by us too long that he failed to use his own courage to do stuff. We can't have that on our team!"
"But-" Boulders and Chase said in unison, only to be cut off by their leader.
"This argument is done. I'm going out, don't bother following me." Heatwave growled and changed into vehicle mode, speeding off base.
~Meanwhile, on Blades's side...
"I didn't ask to be weak, you know..." Blades sniffled as he sat before Francine Greene, the daughter of the brilliant scientist, Doc Greene.
The poor mech had elaborated his dilemmas to the girl, venting out his frustration in sorrow.
"Aww, Blades! You're not that bad! I've seen you and Dani in action countless times! Trust me, you're doing great!" Frankie assured, patting his large servos.
"That's not what Heatwave said to me." The helicopter replied sulkily, yellow optics dimming in tune with his emotions.
"When someone is frustrated or angry, they tend to say things that they don't mean to." Francine explained, casting the mech a tender smile.
"That's not very nice. Words do hurt sometimes... All the time, actually." Blades said, furrowing his optic ridges. "Well, besides Dani and her forceful gesture to my control panels, of course."
Chuckling, the young Greene shook her head in amusement at the troubled mech.
"What's so funny?" Blades whined, his rotters drooping downwards.
"You know, I may be just a kid but I know love when I see one." Frankie said, eyes twinkling with ideas. "And I think Heatwave's got a thing for you."
"Yeah. Bullying; his favourite past time activity." Blades rolled his optics. "Come to think about it, he would still nag at me during mission, so I think it's just a normal thing on his daily to-do list."
"No! I mean, isn't it obvious though? He targets you and ONLY you all the time! You're his main point, Blades!" the girl explained, waving her hands in the air.
"I know!" Blades said, mimicking her actions. "I'm his easy target!" he groaned and set his servos on his kneeguards.
Frankie face-palmed at the mech's obliviousness. "Blades, I don't think we're on the same page here."
"What page? Are we talking about books now?" He asked, tilting his helm innocently.
"No-"
BEEP!
"What was THAT?!" Blades yelped, looking around for the sudden noise.
"Sorry, it's my watch. It's 8pm now Blades, the sun has already set." Frankie pointed out to her window.
"Scrap! Sorry I took too long of your time, Frankie! I wanted to talk to someone besides Cody because SOMEONE is there. UGH!" Blades apologised before transforming into his vehicle mode. "Bye Frankie, thanks for hearing me out!" he swiftly flew away.
"-Though I'm still not happy with Heatwave's action..." the mech said as he flew above the clouds.
Normally he would do ANYTHING to NOT fly high but he was a robot in disguise, he had a cover to keep.
"Maybe I should-"
BOOOMM!!
The poor bot struck jackpot on having the worst luck for the week.
He got STRUCK by a lightning.
"AAAHHH!" Blades yelled, teetering sideways as he dropped altitude. "MAYDAY! MAYDAY! GUYS, CAN YOU HEAR ME?!" Blades yelled through the comms, but no one picked up due to the sudden blow messing up his commlinks.
The poor bot crash-landed at a secluded rainforest, which made things even worse.
"O-Ow..."he winced, prying away sharp splinters as his systems blared signals, warning him of his injuries. "H-Heatwave..." he called out again, subconsciously choosing the leader out of the rest of the team.
Not Dani, not Chief, not Chase and certainly not Cody.
No one...except Heatwave.
Said mech wasn't fairing any better too. The mech may be hot-headed, but he meant well for team, especially Blades.
Too well, actually.
Like the idiom goes 'someone's bark is worse than their bite', the red mech hadn't actually mean his words fully. He was just...worried for the guy.
His. Guy.
"Where are you, Blades...?" Heatwave asked to himself, turning on his headlights as he drove down the winding roads of Griffin Rock.
The troubled mech halted in his wheels as he saw smoke appearing from the forest beyond him.
"That's gotta be Blades!" Heatwave said, choosing to gamble his assumption this time for the sake of his mech.
Thunderstorm continued to brew hard and the unrelenting rain pelted harshly onto Heatwave's windscreen, but he paid no attention to them.
'Come on Heatwave, answer my calls damn you!'
As you can see, the Rescue Bot leader HAD been trying to get in contact with the helicopter for the past hour now, but to no avail.
After what seems to be an eternity, Heatwave arrived at the smoking area.
"BLADES! WHERE ARE YOU?!" Heatwave yelled, pushing away thick bushes.
Lo and behold, the very mech he was looking for is right in front of him, clutching his sides in pain.
"BLADES!" Heatwave said, mortified. Skidding to his side, the firetruck swiftly assessed the situation, checking to make sure the helicopter was still alive.
"Y-You...c-came..." Blades rasped, wincing as he tried to sit up.
"Of course I'd come!" Heatwave replied, shocked at his statement. "How can I not?!"
"W-Well, I g-guess...you're... right a-after all... I'm... weak..." Blades murmured, losing consciousness.
"No no no- YOU STAY ONLINE, BLADES!" Heatwave ROARED. Growling, he gently lifted the injured mech up, shutting his optics as he heard the pained whines from Blades.
"You're NOT WEAK! YOU HEAR ME!?" Heatwave yelled as he pounded back to base, sprinting as fast as he could with the injured bot in his arms. "YOU WILL PULL THROUGH THIS, PRIMUS-DAMN YOU!"
"H-Heatwave... "
"THAT'S AN ORDER!" Heatwave's voice cracked as his vision went blurry but kept moving.
After all, they were racing against time.
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Heatwave didn't bother to remember how long he stayed by Blades side as he saw the mech peacefully in stasis on the medical berth as Ratchet worked on him. The yellow and white mech's injuries were so major that Ratchet was forced to groundbridge in to repair the mech.
"He is safe now. Just let him rest and keep away from flying for the period of time, okay?" Ratchet advised, putting away his medical tool.
"Will do. Thank you for your help, Ratchet." Heatwave monotonously replied, optics still trained on Blades.
"One more thing." Ratchet said, making the mech face the old medic.
"Yes sir?"
"I know that look. You're clearly smitten with him. Just let it out Heatwave. Because if anything, that mech has returned the same feelings to you since day one." The grumpy medic huffed. His toolbox dangled by his side as the worn-out ambulance advised the stubborn firetruck.
"It's not-"
"You finish the fragging sentence, I bloody dare you." Ratchet growled, raising his wrench in the air. Heatwave backtracked his words and kept quiet, slowly digesting the doctor's words.
"You keep playing around with the mech any longer, and you'll live to regret it." Ratchet added, his words stinging the Rescue team leader's spark.
"But I-I..."
"Seems innocent, right? Calling him out and plucking his mistakes on a daily basis?"
"HOW DID YOU KNOW?!"
"Oh, I don't; thanks for proving my theory correct." Ratchet smirked victoriously. "I'm a doctor, Heatwave. That's like asking you how the hell are you able to put out fire;that's your job and so is mine in this scenario."
"Right..."
"Even so-"
"H-Heatwave is n-nice...J-Just not e-everyday...." Blades suddenly cut in, scaring the scrap out of Heatwave.
"Blades!" the mech cried out, clutching Blades's servo with care.
"Hmph. My work is done. Excuse me, if you'd please." Ratchet grunted and walked into the bridge, dissappearing through the swirling portal.
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"You stayed alive."Heatwave commented, averting his optics from Blades.
"A b-bot forced me t-to make sure I-I stay a-alive." Blades smiled softly. "And that mech... He's reaaaaallly a-annoying... But I won't have him any other way."
Blinking a few times, Heatwave finally snapped out of his daze and chuckled deeply, dropping his tensed shoulders after long last.
"Yeah. And that injured bot? He's the bravest mech I've ever known... But somehow, the other bot, the bossy one, just feels so overprotective of that guy and he blames himself every time the clumsy one gets into trouble." Heatwave casted a brief sad look before replacing it with his picture-perfect smile.
Though, the mech is just a shitty person. A total jerk, I tell ya... But he is also the one who wants to protect the other guy from harms or scary movies. " Heatwave sighed and rubbed the injured mech's helm. "All the time." he whispered into Blades audial receptors.
"P-Promise?" The helicopter replied, voicing going soft at the end as he pressed his face plate close to Heatwave's chassis.
Heatwave sighed in content and nodded, placing a soft peck to his forehelm as he replied the dozing helicopter.
"You have my very word."
Anatomy really said bye 👉👈 but here, a Charlie kneeling down before Chase.
Based on my fic "Take me to church", it's at my IG highlights if yall ever wanna read😔😂
Now excuse me, I am in desperate need of art guidance that I'd probably watch 21182837337 videos about it😫😫
