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"WHAT THE FRAG IS THIS?!" Ratchet yelled, running towards the main hangar with the most incredulous look he could pull off as he dashed towards a nearby screen to see his reflection.
"Such a great opening chapter, Ratchet..." Miko said under her breath.
"WHAT IS THIS!? WHY AM I A...HUMAN!?" He said, disgusted.
"Hey, don't use that tone! Being a human isn't so bad, ya know?" Miko huffed, setting a hand on her hips. A loud, high-pitched scream came next.
"Is that...Bulkhead?" Jack asked, cupping his ears and peeking out to look from the human lounge.
"MIKOOOOOO!!" Bulkhead screamed, running towards his charge. Stopping in front of her, he was gasping for air and held up one finger, trying to catch his breath before he spoke.
"Hah-Hah- M-Miko...scrap... g-give...me...a minute..." he said, sitting on the floor, unusually tired out. Looking up to meet his charge's gaze, he tiredly spoke up.
"Are you humans that weak or is it just me? W-Why the hell am I p-panting like crazy? I just r-ran for like what? A few meters?" Bulkhead said, fanning himself with his hands. "-and why is it so hot!?" he continued, groaning audibly.
"Firstly, it has been like that for us humans for a very long time. Second, you ran quite the distance from your room to our main living area, so your body is producing sweat to cool ya body off and in desperate need of air." Miko explained.
Optimus and the rest of the team came around, all looking equally shock and confuse. He was still the tallest among them but he felt off with the height difference as he realised a grave problem.
How in the Pits were they going to fight the Decepticons in this form!?
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Timeskip
After a brief explaining about 101 on being human and stopping Ratchet from throwing a real wrench because humans will actually die from such hard tool, the kids and Fowler decided that this situation was more than they can handle...until Miko thought of someone.
"Hey, Mr.Fowler! I uh- I might have an idea on where they can um- stay until we figure this out..."
"What do you mean?! We are NOT LEAVING BASE!" Ratchet huffed. The grumpy medic had been grumbling in his breath ever since he was turned into a human. If it wasn't for Optimus, said doctor was probably going to go berserk.
"You can't exactly stay here either! All your equipment and stuffs are large! How the hell are you gonna go up to your bed!? WHAT ABOUT YOUR FOOD!?" Miko snapped back.
For once, the Japanese girl had some common sense in her.
"Wow, what's gotten into you?" Jack said, setting a hand to calm the femme human down. The teen boy sighed and spoke up, taking after Miko.
"I mean, our guardians being a human is quite fascinating, but Miko's right. This is kinda a problem, with us not knowing whether the Cons are still in bot forms or like us too." Jack said.
"And what do you have in mind, Miko?" Arcee said, crossing her arms in front of her.
"I would love to have Bulkhead in my house, but my host parents are not going to have it. Neither would Raf with Bee, I believe and so are you with Jack..." Miko rambled, flipping open her phone and searched through her contacts. "-the government is not gonna be happy with their special forces being...human," Miko made a shrug as she continued, wincing as she said the term 'human'. "-but maybe I have a certain someone who PROBABLY wouldn't mind you guys...probably."
"That does not sound convincing." Ratchet grumbled.
"Any better ideas? I'm open for ideas, Doc." Miko rolled her eyes.
"Don't call me Doc!" Ratchet sighed but backed away, not having any other better suggestions. Bumblebee spoke, to everyone's surprise, in his usual warble.
:-Do you think your friend would like...believe us?-: he said. Raf and the Bots could understand what he said just fine and the small boy translated for his friends.
"Oh, don't worry! My friend is the chilliest gal in the town! She'll help!" Miko said, grinning widely as she typed on her phone.
"Who is this acquaintance of yours, Miko?" Optimus finally spoke up, though he had a tint of hesitancy on his voice. Miko beamed at him and gave him a short reply.
"Oh, you'll see."
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"I am so tired..." I groaned, dragging my bunny slippers through the quiet foyer of my house. I yawned and made my way to the kitchen counter. Taking out a teabag and dropping it into a cup, I forced my tired hands to pour hot water into it, careful of not scalding myself during the process. I put in two cubes of sugar and stirred it, bopping my head back and forth as I fought sleep from taking over.
I took some ice cubes and dropped into the cup before taking a small sip, sighing lightly as I leaned back on the counter, enjoying my peace. With a much clearer vision this time, I made my way back upstairs with the cup of tea in my hands, hoping to probably snooze for another half an hour before doing something useful.
Setting down my cup on the bedside shelf, I crashed into the comfy duvets, struggling to keep my eyes open even after drinking tea. "Goodnight, world." I said and conked out.
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"...(Y/N)...fine...she's...cool...upstairs...(Y/N)? (Y/N)?"
"Mhmm....MHMPH!" I woke up with a jolt. Looking around crazily, I backed away into the bedframe and screamed loudly as I saw Miko suddenly in front of my vision.
"AHHHHHHH!!!" I screamed and threw a pillow at her face.
"OW! What the hell, (Y/N)!?" She whined, taking the pillow and tossed it onto the bed softly.
"THAT'S MY LINE, MIKO!" I hissed, staring at her with wide eyes. My bedroom door was wide open and there stood a few people that I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT RECOGNISE! Pulling her arms, I took the girl in close and whispered harshly in Japanese, not wanting the...people out there to understand our conversation.
"What are you thinking, Miko!?" I said, gripping the Japanese girl's arms even tighter as I groaned.
Miko was the kid I've been babysitting and had grown to love her as my little sister, but lately I haven't been seeing her and now suddenly she pops up with a ton of people that I don't fucking know!?
What the fuck?
"Look, I tried calling you but you didn't pick up! Heck, I even texted you!" she yanked her hands away and fished out her phone to show me proof. I groaned even louder and the girl smiled in satisfaction.
"I'll explain to you as quick as possible, but the main point is that these friends of mine need a place to bunk in for a while. I wouldn't have come to you if we had a choice (Y/N), please?" Miko pleaded, giving me her teary-eyed look. I stuffed my head into the pillow and groaned another time before looking up at her tiredly.
"Fine. But I don't have enough money to feed them even if I want to! How long are they going to stay?" I said, exhaustion gone fully from me.
"You don't need to worry of the cost-"
"OF COURSE I HAVE TO WORRY OF THE COST!" I said exasperatedly in English, getting up from my bed.
"They are my guests; I have to take account of these things!"
"Let me finish! Agent Fowler will take care of the money, we just need you to give them a place to stay and...probably feed them?"
"You make them sound like pets, Miko. That's not nice."
"Ahahaha...sorry." Miko scratched her neck and stood up too, hugging my arms as she gave me her pouty looks once more.
"Pleaseeee?"
"Yeah, yeah. You know I'll always say yes to you, Miko."
"AW YES! YOU'RE THE BEST, (Y/N)."
"I know, I know. I'm the one pampering you since you were a kid, young one."
"Hey! You're only older than me by-"
"-by a lot of years. Now come on, don't let them wait outside, it's chilly!" I cut her off and went to go meet these friends of Miko. Among them that stood out the most was the guy with a pretty damn good-looking features, and now I'm wondering where and how the hell did Miko mix with them.
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AND WHY WAS I NOT INFORMED!?
"Uh... hi?" I waved at them. I was wearing a baggy white shirt and sweatpants with my hair loose and messy as I greeted them. Trying to look as natural as possible, I gave them a smile and prayed internally to not screw up with communicating.
I haven't socialised in a while; I hope I can still maintain a proper conversation.
The handsome man came forward with an air of authority and leadership as he greeted me, sending shivers to my spine with his deep velvety voice.
How the fuck did Miko find such handsome man and DIDN'T EVEN HAVE THE AUDACITY TO TELL ME WHATTHEFUCK-
"Greetings. I apologise for the sudden intrusion. My designation is Optimus Prime. Has Miko indulged you on our...situation?" he said and I couldn't help but stared at the man speechlessly.
"Uh...sort of...?" I muttered, still in shock with the man's...everything. He was so freaking handsome WHAT THE FUCK!? That man had his black hair slicked back and was donned in a red jacket with white shirt underneath and he was having this greyish-blue pants with a pair black combat boots.
Very dashing, and I hope I'm not drooling OHGOD-
"I-I um, h-hi! I'm (Y/N) a-and um how about you guys...I dunno- sit down for a chat?" I laughed dryly, mentally kicking myself at my awkwardness. Optimus nodded and gave me a smile, which DID NO FUCKING HELP in calming my damn heartbeat.
FUCK, WHY THE HELL YOU GOTTA DO THIS TO ME!?
With a stiff smile, I guided the whole gang downstair to have a word...or two.
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Timeskip
"...and that's it. How cool is that, (Y/N)? Now you're part of the band too!" Miko said, giving me a tug on my arms as she finished explaining everything. Optimus did the introduction for his team before letting Miko take over and explained the situation to me.
Long story short, these people before me besides the teen boy, the spectacled one, the African-American man and Miko, are all gigantic robots from Cybertron, which got destroyed; stationed in Earth to protect our world from evil robots of their kind called Decepticons. And now, they've mysteriously turned into humans and needs a place to stay because their original base is too large and not suitable for human to live without proper renovation.
And I was right by the way, Optimus is the LEADER.
There was Ratchet the medic, Arcee the warrior along with Bumblebee and Bulkhead the Wrecker. Bumblebee voice may be warbled but I understood him just fine, much to everyone's surprise.
For some reason, Bulkhead had something to do with Miko. I don't know how, but let's call it my gut senses.
"Oh (Y/N), meet my guardian, Bulkhead!"
Yep, I was right once again.
"Hello." I said, waving a hand at him. Bulkhead chuckled and waved back, offering back the same pleasantries. Turning to look at Agent Fowler, the man discussed with me about the Autobots, the team's name.
"Thank you (Y/N) for your cooperation, we are in much debt to you. Don't worry about the cost, the government will handle all of it." he began, writing something on a notepad before tearing it off and handing it to me. "This is my phone number; you may contact me if you need anything or if something goes wrong." He said. I nodded and spoke up, raising some questions.
"Thanks, but there's a few things that I would like to ask, if it's okay?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks. May I ask how long will the team be staying in human form? And no, I'm not chasing you guys away, I truly don't mind the extra company. It's just so that I can plan on helping you guys settled in and stuff, while maintaining your secrets and all." I said, still holding the paper in my hand.
"Until we can find a way to reverse this... effect, I'm afraid that we are going to need to trouble you for a while, (Y/N)." Optimus said, dipping his head apologetically at me. I stumbled with my words as I tried to assure him it was fine.
"H-Hey! It's o-okay! Like I-I said, I don't mind! Don't feel b-bad, alright?" I said, giving him an earnest smile.
"Thank you, (Y/N). Your generosity is very much appreciated." He said. I blushed even more and smiled awkwardly, crumpling the papers as I looked at him like a helpless fool.
"Ahaha...y-your we-welcome..." I replied. Miko wiggled her eyebrows at me and I glared back, warning her to keep those loud mouth shut.
Well, someone have a death wish today.
"(Y/N), you like- OOF!" her words were cut off as I threw a pillow again onto her face, silencing her words.
"Damn, good throw." Arcee said, smirking.
"It's about damn time someone puts Miko in her place, I might like this lady." Ratchet muttered, smirking at the sight of Miko's predicament.
Sighing, I stood up and gave the team a tired smile and waved my hands towards the kitchen.
"So, who's hungry?"