Transformers Rescue Bots - The Present

69: A Long Lost Gift - S

An impossible gift has been given to a certain bot.
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"It's real." Boulder declares, seemingly not sounding happy but rather shocked with his own words somehow.

All the bots weren't sure what to think of it, especially because what lied before them surely could not be possible at all. Cybertron was long gone, so nothing alive from there could even be surviving at all right now, even if someone tried to bring anything from Cybertron to earth, there was a very likely chance it would not survive.

"But how?! WHO?!" Blades didn't seem to understand the logic behind it either, but he had such a valid point.

None of them knew how it could even be alive, more so, they had no idea who even sent it. The address was for the firehouse, a packaged box from a shipping company, yet inside that box was another box. That next box seemed to be the real box, containing Cybertronian as well as Heatwave's name, with no context for who it was from.

"You guys do realize that this is a Safroniale Bowestra, right?" Heatwave asks to make sure everyone is on the same page, yet, it has been so long since he saw it that it makes him still in more shock than he should be.

"What?!" They were all even more stunned, after all, the others had never really seen this amazing beauty before due to the ultra rare blooms.

The flower itself was in its own little casing, clear to see through but extremely strong so it couldn't easily shatter. Inside lay the Cybertronian ground in which it bloomed from, showing off its essence of beauty. None of the petals seemed down out of nutrients, in fact, it looks like the imaginary moment seeing a perfect rose.

"I think there are a decent amount of questions we should be asking here." Chase inquires. "How did this bot find one of those, how did they keep it alive, and who exactly was the one to send it."

"And yet we have zero answers to those questions!" Blades says, knowing they currently have nothing on this current moment.

"Let's think for a moment here, who would have sent it." Boulder states. "Wait, that is actually a long list."

The bots went on for a while trying to figure it out, leading them into the night. They ended up having to stop their work since they needed to recharge but Heatwave remained awake since he was on the night shift for those darkened hours.

He thought for a moment, looking at the Safroniale Bowestra as he thought about its presence before him. Out of everyone who could've sent it, he had a relatively good idea as to who actually did, but he was still confused as to why.

"Hey guys, there's a note." Blades says, tugging the little piece off to read what it says. "'You know what it means', What is it talking about?"

Heatwave knew what it meant, more important, what that thing before him meant. Only those who have seen it understand its purpose, a story only told to very few, and Heatwave, he was not pleased with it.

"It means beautiful." Heatwave lies, knowing for a fact he'll get away with it. "It is considered to be the most beautiful, so it means there is beauty here."

"I can see how it would make sense." Boulder says. "It's probably to remind us of how beautiful the town is."

"It doesn't even matter who sent it." Blades says. "We are definitely keeping it."

For the rest of the day, the other bots seemed to gush over it, Boulder ensuring he would take good care of it. Heatwave didn't want them to know the truth, after all, he finally managed to figure out who had sent it.

That night, he snuck into their giant room with the giant computer. For it being the space it was, Heatwave does admit that it didn't need to be this big, however, he needed to respond to the message.

You: Is this a funny joke? I'm not interested.

He did what he did and so he was just about to turn it off when a response came in, making him pause as he read it.

High Tide: Not a joke, it's very real. Still Interested?

Heatwave didn't hesitate to respond, immediately shutting it off once he saw it send.

You: I never was and never will be. My answer is no, deal with it.