A/N: I couldn't help but admire this pic above, enjoy ;)
(My Pov):
Days passed.
Two months.
Two months since Sunstreaker had joined the Autobot ranks, he goes on missions, and patrols around 6:23 pm to 8:00 pm, how do I know this? Well, it's because I am the one who gets assigned to change schedules for Prowl every day, it's an easy job and I'm good at it. It's hard to imagine that he & I got a sibling bond without me being a cybertronian, which is nice because it makes me feel like I belong to this dimension, not sure why? But sooner or later, something tells me that I will be in for a dangerous approach today, I shrug it off before I heard a roar of anger from someone, perking out my instincts I rushed to the other corner of the base, and minutes later, I spotted Sunstreaker shooting at his targets in his cybertronian form as he uses his blasters in amazement by recording him with my phone. As it allowed me to squeal in my inner-transformers fan out right now and was making my stomach squeeze in pride while my lips tremble in excitement: 'This is so going into my phone and holy-Omg, he looks so cool! I want to kiss him right there but...After what had happened to me being drunk two months ago, we haven't spoken a word about it. I just hope I didn't spill any secrets of my past.'
I slowly frown a bit when I thought about the drunk moment I had done because what I remember was everything and the fact of me being in a hangover didn't sit well when I wore sunglasses at a meeting. Everyone got worried but I just waved it off like it was nothing, now just hope I didn't mention anything that I can regret but, what I don't regret letting him get on top of me on my couch in my apartment; Similarly, I can do whatever I want in this dimension. With no remorse or guilt since I have kept a promise to myself that I won't be afraid of doing anything dangerous. Anyways, back to the fictional reality, okay let me just say that I didn't get him, complicated sure, but for one moment he's beating the living hell out of every bot in the base, and the next moment he starts making snarky comments over how we humans are worthless to but, at the same time it started to make sense that I can see why Sunstreaker is like this; He can be a manipulator for all I care but, deep down he will always have soft spots from time to time.
Sighed, at the thought of Sunstreaker being inside my head but I couldn't help but feel or want him to like me, anyways, I clipped the schedule of patrols for every Autobot at the Base on the board before I took a good look at the job I did with pride:
A/N: (I made the schedule in Powerpoint, hope you like it, girls/guys)
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
"Hmph, I think I have done a pretty good job on it." "You can say that again, hot chick!" A familiar voice came from behind me, I turned before laughing sarcastically at them: "Har har, very funny, Skids." Waving his flirts away, as he left to find Mudflaps in the rec-room upstairs while I went to check on Jolt & Ratchet's work in the operation room, where he takes out bullets from dangerous parts of the human flesh, you can tell that the blood was almost across the medical bed that it got me interested in learning how to take out parts like a pro; On the other hand, I don't think Ratchet will like it if I saw it through the small window on the swinging doors. Getting down from using my tip-toes, I caught Ironhide arriving at the hanger while he fizzled his holoform on by heading to the training area where the rookies were before he started pointing out new battle techniques and saw that 100% of human men are here at the base almost like a sanctuary of god...Cringe.
