TRANSFORMERS: I WILL NEVER DESERT YOU

SUSPICIONS CONFIRMED

CHAPTER 7
Suspicions Confirmed

The day seemed to get better as it went along, thankfully for all involved. Scott seemed to like both Prowl and Smokescreen more now, which surprised Bluestreak, and delighted him all at once. They spent a lot more time in the city before deciding to drive outside the city limits as the late afternoon sun came up in the sky. Scott took in the sight of the lake that they took him to with a wide grin, and a look of awe. He didn't get to go to many places like this with Henry or Colleen, and as a result, it was awesome to visit and just relax the way they were.

Bluestreak made a mental note as he watched Scott interacting with Smokscreen and Prowl they'd have to do more things like this. Perhaps even bringing Scott down with a bathing suit so he could enjoy a dip in the lake itself. Because moreso than anything else that day, it warmed his spark to see that Scott was really, truly enjoying himself. Even allowing Smokescreen to lift him up onto his shoulder for a few minutes in order to point out something in the distance. He sighed quietly, knowing that James and Rita would want to see him like this all the time, rather than as the quiet shell of his former self.

James and Rita, Bluestreak cringed, what would they think of what he'd done? He had only the best intentions at spark, but despite how kind and forgiving they were, he wondered if they would forgive him for leaving Scott with those people. Surely if they were watching, they had an idea of what exactly had happened to him, if only to make the situation worse. But, he also observed, he was there for Scott now, and this time it was for good. Regardless of if he had to eventually give Scott up again for one reason or another, he refused to ever completely walk out of his life again.

Because Scott was far more than just his ward, he was his best friend's legacy. And he wanted that legacy to be somebody that was just as lively, jovial, and loving as James had been. A thought which he continued to maul over as he approached his two brothers and Scott. "So, you're telling me that you have never once been to a film festival?" Scott shook his head. "With your love of movies, that will not do. I got some friends in the Indie industry, and Hollywood. I bet I could get us tickets really easily."

"I doubt any of those are age appropriate," Prowl groaned, rubbing his foreplate. "I swear to Primus you are going to corrupt him and you've only known him a few short hours," He added, poking Smokescreen in the chest.

"Or maybe," Smokescreen stuck out his glossa. "You're just too much of a stick in the mud. Which is fine, you can be the strict uncle, I'll be the cool uncle," He then added. "Everybody wins."

Bluestreak couldn't help but chuckle at his brothers as Scott stared over at him. To the mech's surprise, the way he greeted him was with a small, almost ghost of a smile. Bluestreak returned the smile, holding out a hand as Scott looked over at Smokescreen. The mech only carefully deposited Scott into his brothers hand, as he deposited him on his shoulder. "I'm going to have to actually be the one to veto it officially," Bluestreak held up a finger in response to it. "If only because I do NOT want to explain interfacing yet. And that's just the start of the problems that could come up if I don't know what movies they're showing."

"What's in-n-nnterfacing?"

"We just saw a horror movie with it," Smokecreen whined.

"I covered his optics, obviously. He doesn't need to hear it for a good year or two," Bluestreak patted his brother on the shoulder. "After he gets around there we can talk about letting you take him," He then peered over at Scott. "Plus horror movie violence and interfacing is totally different than... Well, what other movies might show.

Scott still had no clue what he meant by interfacing, but guessed he'd learn in due time. But would he really be there a year or two from now? He had to admit that Bluestreak and his brothers were awesome to be around, but that didn't mean he'd get used to this. He remembered how much fun his aunt and uncle had been to be around the first few years too, before things started the barrel roll downhill. "Hey, don't get too bummed," Smokescreen offered gently. "We can figure. "There's tons of other cool stuff that we can do. Just give me a call anytime you get bored or whatever, and we'll figure it out," He winked a little bit.