Mystery of Sparks and Bonds [•TFES x Reader•]

Sense of Danger

(Y/n) and Bumblebee have been doing the Wakwak training defense with Alex as their mentor. It was pretty interesting and fun, although, Alex and Bumblebee couldn't help but worry about (Y/n) handling a pure blade.

Once they were finished, Alex turned to the two. "Nice one, (Y/n) and Rob--Bee." The male caught himself almost saying his son's name, even though he wasn't around here.

"Alex, you're kids are seriously missing out by not being here." Bumblebee stated, knowing how sad he must've been without them.

(Y/n) put her blade away in her katana sheathe before taking out her notebook and pen/pencil and writing down a note. [-𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶?-] She asked.

"No, it's fine." He said before sighing. "Somehow, this tradition went from cool to boring when I wasn't looking." He sat on a rock with a sad smile. (Y/n) joined him for some company and comfort. "We do it for the family memories. They make us who we are, like... like those tree rings."

Bumblebee thought for a while until he spoke. "I'm gonna get Robby and Mo." He stated. "They need to know how important this is to you," He dropped the branches he held. "And when I'm back, you're teaching me that basketball shot." The Autobot transformed into his alt mode.

(What's your guys' favorite traditions you do? Comment here, unless you want to keep it personal, it's fine!)

"I've already been doing that." Alex said. "All in the wrist." He grinned, right before the Autobot took off.

(Y/n) felt in a trance for a moment, from the dream she saw, she felt that everything is slowly coming back to her. Everything she did with the Maltos, hanging out with them through their adventures why is it bringing these flashbacks she can't remember?

She relaxed herself down, trying to solve this whole mystery that has been going on. The more she spend time with them instead of doing nothing, the more she can learn about who she truly is.

Who was she really back in her times? How did she get her super strength and her katana skills?

*Ping!*

Suddenly, her head began to feel like she was in a daze. More of those ancient whispers were now surrounding her head, she even began to see them. Her world flicker to darkness with the same letters, colored sea-green, glitching everywhere. In and out of reality and back to darkness repeatedly.

'Agh--why do I have the urge to write--?' Her train of thoughts were cut off once she felt herself grabbing a stick and began to draw the words in the mud in front of her.