This book is based of the movie. It might be a Optimus X Eclipse, my OC. I don't actually remember all of the parts so I might add other things. Let me know if you like that idea or I can change it to a Y/N x Optimus. Enjoy 😁
(That, up there, is Eclipse in her bot form. I know, it's horrible. Just ignore the blue lines that are running down her eyes)
Noah looked horrified as he backed up from the robot, his hands holding him up from behind.
"I've been cooped up forever, dude. I can't tell you how old it gets!", the robot said and then mocked someone's voice. "'Mirage, stay hidden! Mirage, don't draw any attention to yourself. Mirage, Big is just a movie! You'll never be a real boy!'" He then spoke normally. "But that was fun, man. You're fun, dude"
Noah said nothing, terrified.
"Oh, right. This is probably a lot for you, huh?", Mirage asked as he squatted down to Noah. Noah quickly got up and took a pioe from the ground, standing in a fighting stance with the pipe raised.
"Back off", Noah said. Mirage straightened up, raising his hands up in defense.
"Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. What's with the aggression? I thought after the car chase, we were boys", Mirage said and lowered his hand to his sides. "Are you gonna hit me?"
"Maybe", Noah said, breathing heavily.
"It's like that?", Mirage asked as his hand transformed and turned into a cannon. He pointed it at Noah. Noah didn't move, not backing down, but his did look afraid. "Hmm", hummed Mirage as his hand changed back to normal and he stepped back. "Tough guy. I like that. I like it a lot"
"What are you?", Noah asked. "Some sort of possessed car or something?"
Mirage scoffed and waved him off. "Nah. That's not real, man" He then tapped his chest. "I'm an alien"
"Like....like E.T.?", Noah asked.
"E.T.?! The little ugly guy in the basket?!", Mirage asked (hey, leave poor E.T. alone 🥺). He pointed at his face. "Look at this face! The name's Mirage" He offered a fist bump.
Noah slowly lowered the pipe.
"Come on. Give me a little, give me a little. Give me a little. Give me a little tap", Mirage said then whispered. "Give me a little tap"
Noah finally accepted his fist bump and gently tapped his fist with his own.
"There you go. Now we're friends!", Mirage said. Tires screeched. "Oh, great. The gang's here"
"There are more like you?", Noah asked.
"Like me? Nah", Mirage denied. "But be cool so they don't crush you"
"What?"
"Yea, I'd put that pipe down if I were you", Mirage said as he walked over to the entrance. From the right, a yellow and black 1977 Chevrolet Camaro drove in. From the entrance, a white and red Ducat 916 motorcycle drove in as well. Behind the motorcycle followed a black with orange orange swirls 1994 McLaren F1.
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