Transformers OneShots - Volume 2 {Requests Closed}

TFP - Wheeljack x (Human) Reader

Angst, angst, angst. Moodiness, false backstories I whipped up, OOC characters. I seriously have NO clue as  to how my 6th Grade self came up with this. Sorry :(

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You sighed, dropping the feed buckets. The turkeys around you chirped and hissed, some happy that food and water had arrived, but others upset because they know you would 'steal' their eggs. You bent over, grabbed the sides of the bucket, and poured the bird food into the feeder. The turkeys pushed through each other to try and get to the food first.

You grabbed the second bucket, the water bucket, and unlocked the cap to the waterer. Hoisting the bucket up, you poured the liquid contents into the metal object. In the process of doing so, you splashed a bit of water on your jeans though. "Slagg it," you hissed. A car engine could be heard in the distance.

You picked up the buckets and hiked back on up the hill towards the garage. Setting down the buckets, you locked up the house, grabbed the door keys, and went towards the drive way.

And there, in all his white, red, and green glory, stood the one and only Wheeljack of the Wreckers.

"Was'up kid?" Wheeljack asked, opening the passenger side door.

"The sky." Both of you laughed. "Nah, just long day. No matter how much ya do it, carrying them buckets never gets any easier."

Wheeljack hummed at this. "Uh-huh. Say, gotta go to base. Wanna tag along?"

You bounced in your seat. Because you lived at the far edge of Jasper Navada, you were one of the lucky few who had nice land with grass and no water supply issues. It also meant that you couldn't go to your 'science fiction' club meetings as much.

"Sure!" You chirped, brushing the dust off of your boots.

"Then to base we go!"

------time skip base--------

Wheeljack pulled into base. You opened the door and hopped out, a puff of dust following you.

"Ugh," Miko complained. "Are you always this dusty? Your gonna get it over my guitar!" She whinned, trying to cover up her instrument.

"Oh I'm sorry," you mocked, putting a hand on your chest, "I didn't know darlin'. But I'll be even worse next time, honey."

Steam flew out of Miko's ears. "Why you-!" She was cut off when Bulkhead scooped her off the ground and plopped the teenage girl onto his shoulder.

"Miko, you need to calm down," Bulkhead voiced, trying to settle the riled up female down.

"But she's gonna get my guitar dusty..." Bulkhead sighed. From the med bay, Ratchet could be heard saying 'suck it up!'

You snickered at it. "All right little killer," Wheeljack said, picking you up and setting you down on the couch. "You wanna prank Bulkhead?"

You looked at him, shocked. "It's on like Donkey Kong! Let's get this party star-ted!" The former wrecker smiled slightly.

"Well then, we should get started, shouldn't we?" He said, pulling out a canister of brown spray paint. You both smirked, knowing what was to come.

------a few hours later-------

An angry Bulkhead came storming though base. "Who did this? WHO DID THIS?!?!" A ticked off Miko could be seen sitting upon his shoulder. In his olive green servo, he held a now brown guitar in it.

::It was (Y/n) and Wheeljack,:: beeped Bumblebee.

All eyes and optics were trained on the two of you. A horrible anger could be seen brewing in Bulkhead's optics.