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

Betrayal...? [💛𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐡💜]

(Y/n) let out a heavy sigh as she wrote her confirmation in her note...

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"[𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒... 𝓊𝓃𝒸𝓁𝑒 ℳ𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃.]"

The room fell eerily silent as (Y/n) extended her trembling hand and delivered the note to Mandroid. Her uncle's eyes widened, and surprise washed over him like a tidal wave. A complex mixture of relief and suspicion danced across his face as he meticulously read through her decision.

"You've made the right choice, (Y/n)," he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. A tentative smile began to unfurl on his lips. Together, we can achieve great things. And I promise I will explain everything."

Megatron's expression contorted on the opposite side of the room, twisting into a mask of disbelief and simmering anger. "You can't be serious, (Y/n)! This is a mistake! You're going to side with this maniac!?" His voice boomed, echoing off the walls, filled with incredulity.

(Y/n) avoided his piercing gaze, her heart heavy, a lead weight pulling at her chest under the strain of her decision. She craved answers, the need for understanding pressing heavily upon her. And if aligning with Mandroid was the only avenue to uncover the truth, then so be it, at least for now.

Mandroid's hand then found its way to (Y/n)'s shoulder, a reassuring and grounding gesture, his grip firm yet gentle, like a lifeline in a turbulent sea. "Let's get started. We have much to discuss," he urged, his voice steady and filled with purpose.

Meanwhile, Dorothy's anxious eyes followed their movements from her hidden vantage point, a deep look of concern etched into her features. "Be careful, (Y/n)," she called out, her quiet voice trembling with a mix of warning and worry as she remained concealed behind several pipes below. "Don't lose yourself in his lies."