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After convincing both Mirage and (Y/N) to climb aboard the old, busted up Autobot known as Stratosphere, the group all set off for Peru, with Airazor gliding behind them silently.
Noah and (Y/N) sat side by side within the craft, with Elena nervously closing her eyes beside the oldest of the three. The bots had opted for pushing themselves in the corner of the plane, due to their size which limited them from moving around.
(Y/N) glances to her left and frowned at Mirage, who had his head tucked between his bent legs. She watched his shoulders move up and down steadily, indicating that he was still awake with how often he moved or twitched his metal prosthetics.
She looks down and flinches when her eyes lock on the lifeless shell that was once Bumblee. He was laid out securely between his friends, who all huddled around him protectively.
Mirage moves his head up and flinches when he and (Y/N) lock eyes. They stare at eachother for what painfully felt like hours but was only a couple of seconds before the women moves her eyes down when Elena speaks up from beside her.
"Sorry.." the researcher says quietly with her shoulders pulled up to her ears. "I sing when I get nervous, it usually calms me down." Both friends smile while they listen, and (Y/N) glances towards Mirage again, but his head was back to being tucked between his knees.
"First time flying?" Noah asks, and his friend leans back so he could properly talk to Elena. She shakes her head. "Man, this is my first time leaving New York." The plane jerks a bit, and (Y/N) grunts when she feels it move side to side.
"Oh my god, oh god.." Elena mumbles, and (Y/N) spares a glance at the women before she knocks her elbow into Noah's stomach and gets up. Her friend takes the hint and takes her seat and watches as she slowly walks towards Mirage.
She stretches her arms out and takes careful steps towards him, but yells when the plane jerks from side to side once more. Mirage shoots his head up when he hears her yell and his blue optics widen before he lunges himself at her.
The robot huffs when he lands on his stomach with his arms outstretched and his legs in the air. (Y/N) stumbles into his palms, and looks up sheepishly when he stares at her with a confused smile. "What..are you doing?" Mirage asks through a laugh, and (Y/N) looks down before clearing her throat.
"I..uh, wanted to check on you." She says softly, and Mirage only cooes at her and sits straighter. He drags her towards him and places her in his folded lap. Looking up, (Y/N) looks Optimus up and down with a glare before greeting Arcee with a small smile to which she returned.
