TFA Sentinel Prime x Reader scenarios

You ask the Jet Twins to babysit your son

Today was a day for romance. You and Sentinel Prime had planned a lovely date, eager to spend some quality time together. However, there was one small problem—your son, Ethan. You didn't want to leave him home alone, and finding a trustworthy babysitter on short notice seemed impossible.

"Don't worry," Sentinel Prime said with a reassuring smile. "I know just the bots for the job."

He reached out to Jetfire and Jetstorm, the ever-reliable Jet Twins, asking if they could babysit Ethan for the evening. When the twins arrived, they activated their human forms, specially designed to fit comfortably inside your home. With their transformation complete, they looked almost like ordinary humans, except for the subtle, metallic sheen of their skin and their unusually bright eyes.

Sentinel Prime stood tall, giving them a stern look. "Remember, do not burn the house down or endanger Ethan. Understand?"

Jetfire and Jetstorm nodded earnestly, eager to prove themselves as competent babysitters. "We promise," Jetfire said, his voice full of determination.

"Yeah, we'll take good care of the little one," Jetstorm added with a grin.

With that settled, Sentinel Prime transformed into his snowplow truck mode. You climbed inside, feeling the familiar hum of his engine beneath you as he drove through the streets of Detroit, heading toward a cozy lounge for your date. The city lights flickered past, creating a picturesque backdrop for the evening ahead.

At the lounge, you and Sentinel Prime enjoyed glasses of red wine, savoring the moment. The atmosphere was perfect—soft music, dim lighting, and the gentle clinking of glasses creating a serene ambiance. You talked, laughed, and cherished the rare opportunity to be together without any interruptions.

Back at home, Jetfire and Jetstorm were doing an admirable job taking care of Ethan. Jetstorm played peek-a-boo with him, eliciting delightful giggles from your son. Meanwhile, Jetfire took care of the chores, meticulously following Sentinel Prime's rules. The twins worked in perfect harmony, ensuring everything ran smoothly.

When you and Sentinel Prime returned home, you found the Jet Twins exhausted but proud of their efforts. Ethan was fast asleep, curled up next to Jetfire, who looked equally tired. Jetstorm was sprawled on the couch, clearly having given his all to keep Ethan entertained.

"Thank you so much," you said, genuinely grateful. "You did a fantastic job."

Jetfire smiled wearily. "Anytime. He's a great kid."

"Yeah, it was fun," Jetstorm added, though his eyes were drooping.

After saying goodbye to the Jet Twins, you and Sentinel Prime gently lifted Ethan and took him to his bedroom. You tucked him into his space-themed bed, brushing a soft kiss on his forehead.

"Goodnight, sweetie," you whispered, your heart swelling with love as you watched him sleep.

Sentinel Prime placed a hand on your shoulder, and you both shared a tender look before heading to your own bedroom. As you settled into bed, you reflected on the evening—filled with love, laughter, and the comforting knowledge that, with friends like Jetfire and Jetstorm, you could always count on having a supportive family around you.

"Tonight was perfect," you murmured, snuggling close to Sentinel Prime.

"It was," he agreed, wrapping his arm around you. "Thank you for everything."

You drifted off to sleep, content in the warmth of your husband's embrace, knowing that your little family was safe and happy.