Sentinel Prime finds a human and develops a relationship with her. Despite hating organics, Sentinel begins to learn that humans are more than meets the eye.
The sun hung high in the sky as you and Sentinel Prime arrived at the beach outside Detroit. The sprawling expanse of golden sand and shimmering ocean stretched before you, the gentle lapping of waves creating a rhythmic melody. The day was warm, and the beach was bustling with activity, families dotting the shore and children splashing in the water.
You glanced at Sentinel Prime, who was in his human form, and gave him a bright smile. He wore a casual, light shirt and shorts, looking relaxed and ready for the day. You, on the other hand, had opted for a vibrant bikini, the bright colors contrasting beautifully against your sun-kissed skin.
"Ready for a day of fun in the sun?" you asked, your excitement evident.
Sentinel Prime's eyes softened as he took in your appearance. "You look... radiant," he said, a hint of admiration in his voice.
You blushed slightly, feeling a rush of warmth from his compliment. "Thanks! I'm glad you could make it."
You made your way to a comfortable spot on the sand and laid down your beach towels. Sentinel Prime followed suit, carefully placing his things beside yours. You could tell he was still getting used to the nuances of human leisure, but he was eager to join in.
"Let me help you with the sunscreen," Sentinel offered, his hands moving gently as he applied the lotion to your back. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down your spine, and you noticed a hint of hesitation in his movements as he tried to keep his focus professional.
"You don't have to be so careful," you teased. "It's just sunscreen."
Sentinel Prime's fingers lingered a moment longer than necessary, his gaze dropping to your exposed skin. "I just want to make sure I do it right," he said, his voice a little huskier than usual.
With the sunscreen applied, you both set off to explore the beach. The two of you wandered along the shore, collecting seashells and marveling at the diverse shapes and colors of the ocean's treasures. You laughed together as you compared your finds, your excitement infectious.
Next, you played in the surf, the cool water splashing against your legs and creating a refreshing contrast to the heat of the sun. Sentinel Prime joined in, his laughter mingling with yours as he attempted to splash you, only to be met with playful retaliation.
The highlight of the day came when you decided to build sandcastles. You and Sentinel Prime worked together, constructing elaborate towers and moats with the skill of seasoned architects. As the castles took shape, you decided to add a bit of mischief to the mix.
"Let's bury you in the sand!" you suggested with a mischievous grin.
Sentinel Prime looked at you with mock horror. "You wouldn't dare."
"Oh, I definitely would," you replied, already scooping up handfuls of sand.
With playful determination, you and Sentinel Prime worked together to cover him, leaving only his head peeking out from the sand. The sight was so amusing that you both burst into laughter, the sound mingling with the gentle roar of the waves.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden hue over the beach, you packed up your things and headed back to your home. When you arrived, Jazz was waiting for you, his expression curious.
"Hey, Sentinel," Jazz greeted, noticing the sand still clinging to his clothes. "Why are you covered in sand?"
Sentinel Prime looked at him, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I went on an outing with my favorite human."
Jazz's eyebrows rose in surprise, but he simply nodded, a knowing smile crossing his face. "Sounds like you had quite the day."
You and Sentinel Prime exchanged a look, your hearts full from the day's adventures. As you walked inside, the memory of the laughter and joy from the beach lingered, a perfect end to a perfect day.
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