Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| RB Heatwave x Female Reader

Requested by the wonderful Sarai_The_Furry!
Thanks for requesting :DD
Reader is a chubby little cutie <3 Also thanks to Genshin's Natlan character Varesa (aka one of my favs) I can finally write this to the quality it deserves

  (Y/N) was so tired of mainland life.

  No time for herself; no passion; no energy. Life was directed to eternal sadness. She decided to move in with her aunt, who lived in a small little (disastrous) island called Griffin Rock. Soon, (Y/N) found a part-time job at the local preschool, where she acted as traffic guards ensuring children cross the road safely.

  Before she was approved to live in the island, the mayor had sent a contract with a term stating "What happens in Griffin Rock, stays in Griffin Rock". Well, I suppose? (Y/N) signed the contract, her mind still pressing a lot of questions.

  Once she arrived, holy moly the town looked peaceful. There was not a single trace of hustle-bustle like in the city. She could have unlimited supply of fresh air and happiness. Depression is over, time for peace!

  (Y/N)'s aunt greeted her niece warmly, delighted to see that she was already enjoying Griffin Rock. What came next shocked (Y/N) to the core.

  "Rescue robots that are sentient?" (Y/N) nearly spat out her tea.

  "Yes!" her aunt smiled.

  "So that's why you told me 'we'll see' when I kept asking you about that contract thingy," (Y/N) nodded, understanding the situation. "Let's see if these sentient robots are hot enough, I'll consider dating a bot over a man," (Y/N) joked. Her aunt burst out laughing.

  "No way you're so desperate to consider dating a bot!" (Y/N)'s aunt slowly calmed down, then said: "(Y/N), don't be too blind in love. I can't guarantee that you won't be fat-shamed here when you get into a relationship. Besides, who needs a boyfriend? Get a dog and be happy!"

  On cue, the Beagle in the apartment barked.

  "You're right, I'll take care of Munchkins with you," (Y/N) sipped her tea.

  "Nono, Munchkins is all mine," her aunt shook her head. "Nooooo way that I am giving her to you. Get your own bitch, this bitch is mine."

  (Y/N) gasped dramatically. "Language!"

  "You're an adult, you can hear and say cuss words. Grow up."

  "I've never heard of a lawyer cussing before," (Y/N) muttered. "Goes against a lot of stereotypes."

  "Hey, what stereotypes? I'm a woman with a giant chunk of ass like yours who can advocate in court as well as a white man with the same intelligence as me!" (Y/N)'s aunt boomed loudly. "I can swear all I like!"

  As per her dramatic characteristic, (Y/N)'s aunt opened the window and screamed: "LISTEN UP ASSHATS! I HAVE A BITCH WHILE HALF OF THE WORLD IS BITCHLESS."

  "You've made your point," (Y/N) giggled. "How about we try not to get a noise complaint?"

  Her aunt shut the window. "Come on, have some fun. You younglings still have a long way to go."

  Boomer, lmao.

  First day on the job. (Y/N) was delightfully surprised with how well-behaved the schoolchildren were. Many held each other's hands as a safety measure, as taught in school. (Y/N) was careful with the job, even if the summer heat was close to killing.

Occasionally, she could hear a firetruck siren echoing across town, but she could never see it. Other times involved a helicopter zooming past in the sky. (Y/N) presumed those two were the rescue bots.