A/N: Hi guys! Back at it with another chapter! Sorry for the slow updates, I'm doing as fast as I can and I have a horrible schedule REEEEEEE-
Please, someone get me a Soundwave to plan out my timetable.
Soundwave: (；へ：）
Anna: SOUNDERS- Shh! Honey, I'm writing!!
Soundwave: *Visibly unhappy. * *Crossy noodle arms*
Anna: ...What?
Soundwave: Don't replace Soundwave. Soundwave will help, don't find a replace like Soundwave. Soundwave is superior. (●︿●)
Anna: What are- OH!! I'm sorry!! Don't be sad!! Y-You can help me then!!
Soundwave: *is unhappy*
Anna: I'M SORRY- here, grape juicebox?
Soundwave: *takes juicebox and leaves*
( '＿｀）Enigma-chan wants to replace superior Soundwave...
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Anna: Shit. UH- GOTTA GO- HOPE YALL ENJOY!! BYE!!
*Turns around*
SOUNDWAVE, COME BACK!!!
TW: Gore, panic attack, bully.
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Just ONE DAY after the burial of Freya (L/N), the mansion reverted to its usual activities, as if the solemn moment does not exist at all. Your parents went on a business trip to Maldives for two weeks, leaving Wilford and Edmund at home.
To be honest, your parents couldn't care less about the second child.
Neither does Wilford and Edmund.
But you...
You were DEVASTATED.
Sure, Freya was mean and manipulative, but she was still your sister. A little amount of empathy is still allowed to be given...right?
Optimus stayed by your side, comforting you in your lowest hour.
"O-Orion..." you hiccupped, feeling your lungs constricted and finding it hard to breathe. "I-I..."
Seeing your paling face, the mech carried you out to the balcony and sat on the large chair, rocking you back and forth in his embrace as he whispered sweet nothings into your ears, effectively calming your panic attack down.
"Shh...breathe..."
"S-She's-"
"I know master, I know..." he cooed, repetitively rubbing your back in a soothing manner. "Life is short, love."
"H-How...c-could...Eric d-do...s-such a t-thing...?" You sniffled, gripping his white dress shirt tightly. Tears trickled down his clothing but the Prime paid no attention to the stain, merely focusing on how to calm you down.
"He's a cheater; a liar." Optimus said, brushing a stray hair behind your ear as he leaned in, gazing down to your shaking figure. "The police found out about him having an affair with an actress in England. The man thinks he can capture two ladies' hearts at the same time; how unwise of him."
"I-I heard Freya was p-poisoned...?" You hesitantly asked.
"Yes, and it came from the perfume gifted by Eric himself." Optimus's blue eyes held no remorse for the bitchy girl, but he feigned a sad expression for your sake. "My deepest condolences, sweetspark. This tells us to be more careful next time, for there exists cruel and vile humans with unmentionable motives." he said, shaking his head sadly.
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Transformers Prime Imagines Book 2
FanfictionENIGMA CHAN IS BACK AT IT AGAIN!!! If you're new to this book, Hi there! This is a fanfic of the TFP crew! There will be tiny drabbles, chaotic and crazy oneshots, love story and many more! Unfortunately, Enigma don't do smuts, only make some jokes...
