🅲🅾🅳🅴🆇 🅾🅵 🆀🆄🅸🆁🅺🆂 (TFOne Movie x Reader)

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳[ 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖 ]

Eventually, they found themselves on a large construction crane. Hidden in darkness, they all eyed a dirty yellow-colored train, where no-cog Cybertronians were loading in boxes. "Waste Disposal trains are the only vehicles that go all the way to the surface," B-127 explained.

"Yeah, but they don't allow passengers, and the trains are autonomous," D-16 remarked. The four crouched down to keep themselves hidden as the giant crane hook carried them across the air.

"Yeah-" B-127 remarked. "That's the won't-be-easy-part," the yellow mech added.

"It's perfect," Orion assured. "We'll be safe inside the train." Hanging underneath the crane, they waited until they were above the train, which they dropped carefully onto the roof. Opening a hatch, Orion scanned the interior to see if anyone was inside.

His blue optics landed on two mechs, who loaded the box onto the floor. "That's the last one," one of them said before the two left.

*HISSSSS!!*

The door closed with a hydraulic hiss. Now the coast was clear. The four mechs slipped in by climbing down a ladder. Orion Pax went first, followed by D-16, his best friend, then the yellow mech, B-127, and (Y/Cyb/n), the trans-mech reflexively muttering "shuffle" (due to his defect) and slid off the ladder, albeit nearly faceplanting to the metallic floor.

Orion reached out and stabilized (Y/Cyb/n) from the floor, just catching him before his faceplate hit the ground. "Woah there!" The blue and red mech exclaimed.

"You alright?" D-16 inquired.

"Slipping off a ladder?" B-127 was curious about how the trans-mech was clumsy despite climbing the ladder down so well. "Um-quick question-is that one of your de-"

"B, no." Orion shot him a look, and B-127 slowly nodded.

"Right... got it." The yellow mech nodded, mentally taking note that clumsiness was a characteristic of (Y/Cyb/n)'s "defects."

"Hold up!"

A familiar muffled voice was heard outside the train.

*HISSS!*

A resounding hydraulic hiss reverberated through the room as the door slid open, revealing Elita-1 as she placed down a large yellow box. "I'll lock it down," she announced, pressing a button to secure the boxes in place. As she did so, she noticed an unusual brightness in the room and looked up to see the opening from which the four mechs had emerged.

"Heh," she dryly chuckled. "Thanks for being an idiot... whoever you are," she muttered, scanning the area for the person who had left the hatch open. Orion Pax and B-127 were watching her closely. "Turning you in will definitely get me promoted back a rank or two," she declared, her gaze sweeping the room in search of the intruder.

Suddenly, D-16 stealthily approached from behind and attempted to tackle Elita-1. Swiftly, she backflipped out of his grasp, landing on the ground, and swiftly swept his stabilizers.

"Wait-Wait-Wait, I-" B-127 walked up and began, but before he could finish, Elita-1 swiftly kneed him, sending him crashing against the wall.

"Elita! Stop!" Orion pleaded, dodging a punch and countering a spinning elbow jab.