Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RBA Hot Shot x Whirl

Requested by: orionprime5
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"Hot Shot, where are you going?" a femme yelled as the yellow mech ran off.

"This is the fourth time he had messed up this week," the orange mech sighed. "And it's only Tuesday."

"Something must be bothering him," Whirl sighed. "I'm going to check on him and see if he's alright."

"I will be completing my daily chores... and Hot Shot's. He has not even touched a single speck of dust in the storeroom," Medix mentioned before leaving.

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Idiotic.

The only word Hot Shot could think about to describe himself. He was lucky that it was just a practice sim mission without the professors, or a real emergency, where careless mistakes result in terrible consequences.

What is wrong with him?

"Hot Shot?"

Hot Shot jumped. He had not realised that a certain smart copter femme would be able to trace his steps.

"Whirl! What are you doing here?" Hot Shot asked in a slightly panicked tone.

"Just came to check on you. Everything alright?" Whirl inquired with concerned optics.

"After the sim practice, what do you think?" Hot Shot let out a loud sigh.

"Everyone makes mistakes," Whirl assured him. "How did Wedge win his competition in order to be enrolled here? How did Medix become so organised? Most importantly, how did Professor Heatwave become the great Rescue Bot he is today?"

Hot Shot remained deep in thought. She was right. However, he had been in the academy with the others for a few months now. Shouldn't he be progressing just like the rest?

"Hot Shot, you don't need to get all upset," Whirl comforted. "I once forgot a police code when Professor Chase asked me to recite it to him in front of the whole class. Imagine the humiliation! Even I have those days too."

"Thanks, Whirl, I appreciate it," Hot Shot smiled lightly at the copter-bot. "I'll be in my room if anybody needs me."

  "You got it, Hot Shot. Anytime!" Whirl waved goodbye to the Cube ex-champion.

As Hot Shot walked away, Whirl noticed that he was slouching, which was a dead giveaway of low confidence. It was highly unlikely of him to feel self conscious.

She was determined to make her friend feel better, no matter what. Though, she would require some help from her fellow friends.

A/N:
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