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brief a/n; working at fast food sucks so bad. I have to work 33 hours this week and two night shifts. I don't get one full day off this week and to make things worse I have to work with an older guy alone who makes me severely uncomfortable T_T Enjoy this chapter. I will try to be more consistent with updates, but I'm being burned out by this job. Good news is that Rise of the Beasts is coming out soon and I get to see my baby Optimus again ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡
** these little asterisks means see bottom of notes for translation. I made Y/n's natural language german oriented, because it's fun to have the main character know another language. **
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❝ 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 is Optimus Prime,❞ The giant blue leader spoke, his voice gravelly and deep as he looked between the three humans, his optics giving Y/n a second glance. It was so brief that no one caught on, not even Y/n herself. "We are autonomous robotics organisms from the planet Cybertron."
Y/n raised her eyebrow. She knew these robots weren't human. Hell, she knew from the beginning that they weren't alone in this universe. She believed in more species co-existing with humans, but to have one confirm that they came from an entirely different planet was insane, and quite appalling. If scientists and NASA people knew this, they'd faint from shock.
"But you can call us Autobots for short," the yellow hummer with red stripes and three headlights stated, stepping back as he waved his hand dismissively. Y/n looked at him and silently, inaudibly spoke the name to herself. 'Autobots.' It was short, catchy and easy to remember.
"What's cracking lil' bitches?" A silver Pontiac next to Optimus spoke, doing a spin as if to show off his model and car look. He spoke with a weird tone that she couldn't place as Optimus tore his optics away from the three humans and towards him. "This is my first lieutenant. Designation, Jazz."
Jazz, the silver Pontiac, did a flip and landed on a busted down car, like it was sofa and smirked. Y/n could already tell that Jazz was fun and chill to be around, just from the way he carried himself and spoke. "This looks like a cool place to kick it."
Designation must have been their word for someone's name. Y/n realized that although they spoke english, there were still terms they used that were exclusively in their natural tongue. At least, they used that word in place of the word 'name.'
"How did you guys learn to speak like that?" Y/n asked, looking up at Optimus with wide eyes. "What's your natural language?"
Optimus pursed his metallic lips and stared at her. His optics were a brilliant bright blue on the inside, with a dark blueish color on the outside. It was almost mesmerizing to look at. Optimus lowered his head even more and gave her a level look. "Our natural language is Cybertronian, but we have learned Earth's languages through the world wide web."
Y/n smiled. "*Ah, ich sehe, das ist so beeindruckend!*" She spoke in the language her parents did before she lost them. Though Sam and Mikaela didn't know what she was saying, from the small smile on Optimus's lips, he did. She assumed he spoke all languages because he stated he learned Earth's languages.
"*Ich freue mich, dass Sie das denken,*" Optimus replied, in response to her statement. He pulled away from her and stood upright, using his full height that made Y.n have to look up at him more, just to see him. Optimus held out his giant servo towards the GMC truck behind them, gesturing to him. "My weapon specialists, Ironhide."
The bot named Ironhide pulled out his two cannons and pointed them at the three humans, a smirk on his metallic lips. His weapons were quite impressive, and she was sure that they'd definitely have a good blast range.
"You feeling lucky punk?" The bot stated, using a line from the movie Dirty Harry, which was an earth movie. It made Y/n smile to herself, wondering if Ironhide looked it up or if he just liked that phrase. She assumed he didn't know it was from a movie.
"Easy Ironhide," Optimus stated with a frown, shaking his head at the bot. It was like a father scolding his friend for doing something disapproving. Ironhide pulled his cannons back and looked at Optimus with a shrug.
"Just kidding. I just wanted to show them my cannons."
Y/n turned her head around to face Ratchet and bumblebee, as they were the only two left to be introduced. Optimus gestured to the bright yellow hummer with the three headlights, his servo extended out towards him. "My medical officer, Ratchet." So he's their medic in case they get injured or if something wrong, the girl thought to herself, staring at the bot.
Ratchet sniffed the air and shook his head. "The boy's pheromone level suggests he wants to mate with the female."
He must have been referring to Sam and Mikaela. Y/n chuckled to herself, finding their embarrassment to be funny. Ratchet looked at her, and for a moment, she thought he was gonna embarrass her too, but he didn't. He just gave a look, as if he was silently telling her he knew something she didn't and he wasn't gonna share it. It was an odd look, but the girl brushed it off.
"You already know your guardian, Bumblebee," Optimus stated, gesturing to the yellow and black bot that was bouncing around and throwing punches enthusiastically. He had way too much energy.
Y/n could just tell that he was the youngest, from the amount of energy and how pleased he looked. If he had an actual mouth , she'd be sure that he would be smiling, but he didn't. He had a speaker that was in place of his mouth.
"Bumblebee is my guardian?" Sam asked, pointing to himself curiously, making bumblebee nod. Sam then pointed to Y/n. "What about her?"
Y/n didn't know what to expect, because Bee wasn't her car. Bee was Sam's , so it was only fair that Bee was Sam's guardian only. Unexpectedly, Bee nodded to her and shrugged, whirring softly. Y/n didn't know what that reaction meant. Optimus was there to translate though.
"He says no, but if you want him to be then yes. You're a relative of Sam's, therefore you're under his watch as well. It is up to you if you want to choose him as a guardian."
Y/n shook her head. She didn't know what a guardian did, or what it meant, but she wasn't in danger, and she wasn't his owner. Sam was bee's owner, so therefore she didn't want to be roped in with them.
"No it's okay I don't mind if he isn't. I'll reject," She replied quietly, crossing her arms. She hated being the center of attention in anything. She felt like she was also making Bee sad or letting Sam down by not wanting Bee to be her guardian.
Bee whirred at her and nodded, his optics lighting up, as if he was telling her that there was no hard feelings, or that he was offended. He didn't mind that she rejected him as a guardian. They were still somewhat friends. Y/n smiled gratefully at Bee and then looked back at Ratchet and Optimus.
"His vocal processors were damaged in battle," Ratchet stated, pointing a laser at bee's throat that made him cough and grab at the area. "I'm still working on them."
"Why are you guys here?" Y/n asked finally, looking up at Optimus curiously. There had to be a reason as to why they suddenly showed up, why they were making themselves known to humans. She wasn't prepared for any reason he had to say, but something told her that they weren't visiting just to explore Earth for their curiosities.
"We are here looking for the Allspark, and we must find it before Megatron."
