I am so sorry for not updating this story! I was working on my One Piece fanfiction!
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The next couple of days, it was sunny. (Y/n) was back in her normal outfit and already hanging out with the Terrans. She was with their presence, but she wasn't exactly joining them. She was just drawing some art about the two Terrans.
She was sitting right next to Bumblebee, who was monitoring Thrash and Twitch on their lesson of using a decoy. As (Y/n) was in deep thought of the man, Bumblebee was keeping an eye on (Y/n), worried about her if she runs into any incidents.
He noticed her face was slightly glowing blue as she was in deep thought, staring out into space with a little look of proudness in her eyes. "Hey, (Y/n), are you okay?" Bee asked, snapping her out of thoughts.
"Hmm." She nodded before scribbling in her notebook and showed it the Autobot. "[𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵... 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥...]"
Bumblebee narrowed his optics to her with suspicion in them. "Are you in love with food?" He asked, making her eyes widened in embarrassment and realization.
"[𝘕𝘖! 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦...]" She scribbled in her notebook quickly. (Y/n)'s face was glowing light blue, trying to hide the fact that she was getting excited over her artwork, but was shy to show. "[𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨...]"
The yellow Autobot raised a brow at her, he noticed a paper sticking out of her notebook. "Hey? What's that paper?" He asked, pointing out a paper that was about to fall out of place.
"Hm?" She let out a small hum of confusion. She opened her notebook to talk to Bumblebee, but then the paper fell out. The female teen noticed it and was about to pick it up, but the yellow Autobot was faster than her. He carefully took a look at the picture and examined it.
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"Whoa... An art of Twitch and Thrash?" He asked, pretty impressed by the details.
"Hm!" She nodded, making tiny and slight grabby hands gesture as if she can have her paper back.
Bumblebee noticed her frantic gesture of wanting her art back. "Oh sure, you can have it back--"