Transformers Oneshots

🏛️ Senator Shockwave X Female Assistant Reader (Part 1/3)

Notes: Why did I ever have to learn that Shockwave had a super tragic backstory? When I was younger he was my least favorite Decepticon since I just thought he was pure evil. Practically crying after seeing what happened to him in the comics. And his line "Remember me as I was-." Was an even harder blow. 😭

This will probably end up being super long. I had half of this planned and the other kind of thrown in randomly so not my best work but I'm proud of it nonetheless.

- I fear this might be a boring read, So I'd love some feedback after you finish reading this. -

Word count - 5,424

Page number - 15.2

-----

I was rushing to get to the senate building where I had a meeting this morning. I went to the front desk asking where I could find Shockwave. The person at the front desk gave me extremely vague directions. I just hoped I could find his office.

Luckily for me, I found an office that looked at least a bit useful I could probably ask for better directions. I lightly knocked on the door to politely get their attention.

He seemed lost in thought before looking up at the door where I stood.

"Oh, welcome to the senate. How can I help you?"

"I'm sorry to bother you, I was scheduled for an interview with Shockwave for the assistant position and seed to have gotten myself lost," I said shyly from the door. I was definitely lost.

"I'm probably in the wrong place."

He looks up from his desk. "Ah, yes. That was today. You're in the right place."

He stood up, moving around the desk to greet me at the door. "Please, do come in. Take a seat."

I tried my best to shake off my nerves and smiled. "Of course thank you."

He gestured to the seat across his desk.

"Please, make yourself comfortable." He returns to his seat. "May I have your name first and foremost?

"(Y/N) sir. It's nice to finally meet you in person."

"(Y/N), hm? Well, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. And you said you were here for the assistant position?"

"Correct." I kept my hand neatly folded in my lap so I wouldn't nervously fidget.

"Right."He leaned back in his chair, seemingly studying me before nodding.

"Now, just so you are aware, as my assistant, you would essentially be my second pair of hands. You would need to be there at my beck and call for anything I may need." He explained. "You will also need to keep track of my calendar and make sure it's up-to-date and correct at all times. Can you do that?"

"Yes sir."

"Very good. I should also mention, that if you *do* get this position, it will be long hours. Long hours and more than a few late nights. Do you think you can handle that?"

"Nothing I can't handle, I'm a night owl myself so some late hours aren't a problem for me."

He seems pleased enough. "Excellent, as a follow-up question, are you at all familiar with my work or... philosophy?"

"Of course, I've read some of your historical studies and other works related to your late mentor. I always found it quite interesting."

"As you should!" He leaned forward on his desk, a slight smile on his face as he spoke, clearly pleased by my answer. "I find a surprising amount of people in this city don't see the true potential of the technology we develop. Not to mention our society itself. But I can sense you're a bit more aware than the average individual."