Characters x Reader Oneshots

TFA Bumblebee x FReader: Transform and roll out!

All was going great in Sumdac tower, you had walked in with a skip in your step, today was going to be a great day; you could just tell.

You had been down these halls numerous times in the last year, after all, being Sari's babysitter kept you on your toes. Always chasing and playing with the small girl to provide some form of entertainment for her, even if she was sat in robo-central.

It hadn't taken you long to notice that the girl was in dire need of human interaction, usually spending most of her days surrounded by robots. You were practically an angel sent from above to Sari, providing her with some boring life lessons as well as the most fun she'd ever have.

Minus the happier feeling walking into the tower today, it was business as usual: pick Sari up, ask her how her day's been, take her out somewhere. You knew it would be more of a challenge than usual though, after the last time her teacher bot caught you both sneaking out, the droid had been on high alert anytime it saw you.

Spotting tuffs of pink bobbing outside a sliding door, you snook up to the hiding child and grabbed her shoulders. Sari screamed like she had never screamed before, jumping away in a dash and turning to see you. Her scared expression manoeuvered into a frown, deeply etched into her features, "(Y/N)! Ugh, I should've never taught you my sneaking skills." she huffed out.

You ruffled a hand through her hair and laughed, "What're you doin' anyway? Thought you had your lessons?"

"I do, I'm just putting those sneaking skills into use. Plussss-"

"Plus?"

"Plus Sparkplug ran away, I gotta find him before dad does." She nervously laughed, her large smile barely distracting you from the serious situation. You knew this was bad news, even if Sari was playing it cool you could see the beads of sweat forming against her hairline.

"You know, if your dad catches us we're in big trouble, right?"

"I knoooow, he's got that tour too! Ugh, why couldn't Sparky have run away on a different day." the child pouted, lips puffing out in exaggeration, "Oh well, guess we'll have to go find them." she beamed, skipping off down the hallway. You watched her go with a smile, of course, she had planned this all from the beginning. One thing about Sari Sumdac, she was an absolute genius, just like her father.

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"Back in the early 20th century, Detroit was known as the motor city, the automobile-manufacturing capital of the world. Today once again, we're the world's leading manufacturer, not of automobiles, but automaton robots or as we here at Sumdac systems like to call them: our tireless mechanical partners. Ever-reliable, never complaining, no task too mundane or unpleasant, unencumbered by fears and phobias; able to survive and withstand extreme environments far beyond the capacity of us mere humans." Mr Sumdac lectured, showcasing his entire plant to the children.

Some were enthralled by what he was saying, most distracted by the large line of robots creating more, smaller robots. He finally stood still, turning to face the class with tired eyes and frailed hair, "The robot evolution begins here at the typical Sumdac systems assembly line where we make the latest line of Sumdac robots; any questions?"

The children flicked their gaze around the large corridor, eyeing each other as if to dare one and another to go first. Finally, a kid stepped forward, voice too low for a middle-schooler, "Where'd you get the idea for your robots, Mr Sumdac?"

The man laughed away at the question, dismissing the importance of the subject with a wave of his hand, "It was something that I just, sort of, stumbled upon."