Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RB Blades x Femme Reader pt. 1

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  To be or not to be? That is the question.

  It was between Rescue Bots Academy and Warrior Academy. You desperately want to be part of the Rescue Bots, since attending to the injured and the sick was your passion. However, your carrier's wish is that you attend the Warrior Academy, so that you could fight back and protect innocent people who were injured after being involved in a crossfire.

  It was a difficult pick, and your carrier knew that. You were fit for both jobs, but sometimes in life, you can only choose one and stick to it.

  Permanently.

  This could determine your character traits altogether too. And your friends.

  And your lifelong partner.

  You shook your helm. No, that's not what you're supposed to think about, especially at such a young age. You need to focus on studying.

  Your carrier took you to the Warrior Academy, where most famous fighters are born. At first, the hallways seemed empty. No sign of fighting. No sign of students. Peaceful.

  Suddenly, the bell sang loudly, announcing the start of break time. Bots from every room possible spilled out into the peaceful hallways; some were even shoving and yelling cusses. You shrunk behind your carrier's pedes, pulling on her armour begging to go home. Your carrier refused and continued on her interrogation with the manager, who seemed to be agreeing that everyone should at least move away from the hallways.

  "Can I go walk around myself?" you asked.

  "Sure! Just be back soon, we're leaving in a bit," your carrier smiled. Her smile showed how much she really wanted you to enroll into this very academy. Maybe you should reconsider learning in this place...

  It wasn't long after that a mech slammed into you, causing you to tumble to the ground. It was a hard hit, even your carrier could hear the slam from the end of the hallway. She rushed to you whilst yelling at the mech.

  "Come back here you filthy little brat!" your carrier screamed. "I'll make sure you taste my grandcarrier's recipe for disaster!"

  You chuckled, standing up. "I'm fine, thanks, carrier."

  "Oh sweetie," she kissed your helm. "I'm so sorry I got carried away. Are you hurt? What happened? Do you need anything?"

  "I'm okay, really," you smiled. "Maybe this academy isn't suitable for me... I can barely dodge an unexpected slam to the ground." 

  "Your build is more towards being a Rescue Bot," the manager commented. "Not that I don't believe you can't be a warrior; you can, but it'll take more than a punch to put you into shape."

  "She got that from her sire," your carrier chuckled. "Come on, let's go look at another academy."

  Your optics lit up, sparkling with enthusiasm at your carrier as you nod. Your Spark fluttered in excitement. Why? You were about to walk into the academy that was responsible for saving many people's lives. The only place where you can truly train and help people, just like how your sire helped in emergencies.

  Sirens were blaring. He had no choice but to rush to his team and bark orders in their faces. You were so inspired as you watched him work with a stern face. For a moment, he looked back at you and gave you a sneaky wink. You giggled.

  "Go beat the firez!" you encouraged happily. Your sire nodded and ran off.

  Thirty minutes passed.