{Optimus x OC}
❝ 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕? 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒌? ❞
➥ Two years after Mission City was attacked, Humanity and the Autobots had made amends and created an alliance, Renna Graves in charge of the Autobots.
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❝ New Opportunities ❞
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❝ IN ALL HONESTY RENNA, I'm surprised you're even alive to this day. ❞ Ratchet comments, having scanned Renna's metal arm and body, said girl chuckling at his comment. ❝ You should've died with the explosion. It's a miracle you're breathing... ❞
Renna sighs, leaning against the railing Infront of her, listening to Ratchets lecture with Optimus standing beside her, his servos crossed over his chest plates, which were still a bit open, but repairs were slow.
❝ It sounds like you don't want me alive, Ratchet. ❞ Renna comments. Resting her head in her palm as said Autobot had coughed, caught off guard. looking at the girl, it looked like he was side eyeing her. ❝ I never said that. ❞
❝ Sounds like it. ❞ Renna shrugs.
❝ The Cube had kept you alive, infusing with you, it gave you a more durable immune system, stronger bones, and maybe even a longer life. ❞ Ratchet lists off, shrugging his shoulder pads. Renna glanced at Optimus, the latter meeting her eyes. Renna smiles, nodding, liking what she's hearing. ❝ So, I'm Super Woman? ❞
❝ Wouldn't go that far. ❞
❝ Aw. ❞ Renna stands up, putting her hands into her pockets. ❝ You wouldn't think it could involve the Primes? ❞
