That next morning Dakota had woken up still in my seats, sitting up and stretching herself out a much as she could given the tight space my sports car body had in its very small backseat. She yawned and I decided to stay silent for a bit
"I had such a good dream"
I didn't know who on earth she was talking to but yet I still remained silent
"I actually had a dream you talked to me" she laughed to herself
Wait! She thought it was a dream!? Damnit and I thought I was so close.
But I had a better idea
With a smirk to myself I turned on my radio
"Sweet dreams are made of this..."
She froze
I didn't know if she was scared or happy.
I could almost feel the tension traveling through her body and filling up her tear ducts.
"W-....wait what?!"
Her worried expression soon turned into a lovely hopeful smile, and she leaned forward into the space inbetween the front seats, and spoke louder
"Bumblebee?!"
"Who am I do disagree.." I sung through the radio. And she Burst into tears
I immediately felt my heart sink and I pulled her close
"No no no! What did I do! Did I say something!
I'm such a dumbass I didn't mean to-"
She looked up with a smile, her nose and cheeks painted a roses red and her eyes looked wet from crying.
"I have to be dreaming."
"Excuse me?"
I didn't mean to sound rude but she obviously wasn't dreaming and it wasn't only confusing but questionable
"You mean to tell me that this is real! And that my Camaro, out of hundreds that look like you is the REAL BUMBLEBEE!" She emphasized my name and I just played static through the radio as she spoke
"Uhm...yes?"
She crawled out of the back and sat in the drivers seat, both hands on the wheel
"Drive then, take me tooooo....hmm....the foot of the mountain!"
"Your wish is my command m'Lady"
As I began to pull out of the driveway she froze
"WAIT STOP STOP STOP! I BELIEVE YOU OKAY!"
My tires spun a bit on the frozen dirt as I snapped my brakes,
"I honestly didn't mean to scare you? Are you alright Dakota?"
My sincere tone must've hit a nerve because she relaxed into the drivers seat and stared up at the ceiling
"I just can't believe it, I knew I had a feeling about you!" She gripped the wheel and I smiled to myself, "as soon as I seen your picture online I knew you were the one! I felt you were special"
"I was wondering why you drove so far to me"
"Believe me my dad tried to convince me, 'kid there's ones exactly like that in redding' and all that, but I knew you were the one!"
"You're pretty confident in yourself"
She looked away and smiled, chewing the inside of her mouth nervously.
"Like, you don't even know...." she sniffled
"What Don't I know?"
"You mean so much to me, bumblebee if it weren't for you I.."
"Wouldn't be here? You've said, please explain"
"It's stupid" she chuckled off wiping away tears and looking down at me
"What matters is that you're here now, and that I hope you'll stay"
"The war is over, why would I leave you? You need me and I need you more than Optimus does, he's busy rebuilding cybertron"
"So is it true that like, you can transform?"
I couldn't help but let out a laugh and she stared down at me with a cocked head.
"Of course I can! I'd very much like to show you in fact, is there somewhere private we can go?"
"You kidding! We're in the middle of nowhere, I'll show you a good place! Be right back I'll go grab my k-....oh, sorry" she rubbed the back of her neck and I started my engine
"Just because I don't need keys doesn't mean you shouldn't grab them, what if your dad notices, itd be kind of strange to have a car go missing without needing keys"
"Right! Low profile"
She was about to get out and then stopped
"Everything okay?"
"Low profile would mean not having autobot logos plastered all over the real bumblebee"
"It's okay" I chuckled
"I've seen a lot of camaros that look like me and have em on them, no one will know the difference, they'll just think you really like transformers"
"True, only if you're okay with it though"
"It makes you happy therefore it makes me happy, plus it'd be good to sport some battle armor again"
"Battle armor?" She questioned
"For an autobot, wearing this badge is like our equivalent of retired military servicemen or women wearing their status badges as a way of showing their pride in having done what they did for your country"
Her brain was churning, I could tell by the way she stared blankly off in my direction
"Oh wow, well...that's kind of disrespectful for other people to put them all over their cars then, I never knew..."
"Humans are a tough one to crack kid" I chuckled before reminding her to go grab the keys.
After she came back out we headed towards the foot of the mountain, on the way she was quiet, looking out the window, still thinking
"Hey bee?..."
"Yeah?"
"So like, back there, you mentioned retirement, are you retired?"
I almost burst out into a laughing fit
"Primus no! Haha, I'm just here because there's really no use for me on cybertron, everything's cooled off now, I'm far from retirement, in fact I'm still considered a kid on my own planet!"
"What would the human equivalent be for your age then? How old are you?"
"By human standards I'm older than even your planet! But! I'd be about 19 by human standards"
"How old is Optimus?"
"He would be about 28"
"Oh wow, so you're super old but yet not...that's strange" she laughed.
The rest of the drive was filled With peaceful chatting, I know it's strange for someone like
Me to say but it was nice to have someone to talk to, someone that I can actually talk back to!
"This is the spot"
"Gotcha!"
I opened the door for her and she stepped out, taking about 20 steps back and I pulled behind the line of trees, I should be good
My sights were taken from me momentarily as I did a flip in the air, landing back down on my own two feet, standing easily over twelve feet taller than her, hands on my metal hips I could see her scanning each inch of my body, staring into my piercing baby blues and down my chest plates, validating it all in her mind, she didn't look scared, or excited, kind of a neutral positive expression, her eyes lingered over certain parts of me that I'm assuming baffled her, but that's all part of it!
"So? What do you think?"
"Wow...just ...wow"
Her eyes went half lidded and her brain wasn't working hard anymore, she was in a haze and I knelt down sitting in a cross legged position.
Then her brain turned back on when I beckoned her near.
"So do you guys have specific names for parts of you? Like this is my arm, legs, head, feet, that kind of stuff"
"Well we've adapted to earth terms but if you'd like to learn ours then I'd be happy to show you!"
"I'm all ears teach!" She spoke happily, this was the Dakota I seen a few days ago!
I walked her through everything from Optics, to Glossa, to my Chassis all the way down To my large Pedes.
"And each digit is called what?"
"What you call hands we call servos, it's usually referred to as a whole!"
"Gotcha"
We spend the rest of the afternoon talking, she was so intrigued with our body structure, I had just assumed it was the artist in her coming out.
