Transformers Prime Imagines Book 2

Concerning Christmas (Human! Autobot/Decepticon X Human! Reader)

A/N: "Merry Christmas everyone! I love you guys so much! I wish y'all only the best in life and get whatever gift you seek!" Anna grinned, waving brightly at the camera. The author was adorning a pair of fake antlers with bells on each end, ringing as she swayed her head.

Nemesis slowly appeared behind the author, smirking. "So, my wish of conquering the world would come true?"

Optimus glared at his counterpart. "It is Christmas, Nemesis. Do have care and be nice for the sake of Anna, if you'd please."

"Just a pure question, Orion." Nemesis retorted, yellow eyes rolling. "Besides, what's up with you carrying the lady on your shoulder? Flexing your strength much?"

"She likes it so, and I will continue to do as such."

"Simp-"

"START THE STORY!" Megatron yelled, cutting the two Prime's bickering. "IT'S CHRISTMAS AND IF YOU TWO DON'T QUIT IT, WE WON'T HAVE DINNER AND THAT'S ON BOTH OF YOU!"

Anna, still smiling as she placed a hand on Optimus's soft hair. "Enjoy~! Merry Christmas my fellow readers!"

"Ugh, get a room..." Nemesis rolled his eyes and walked away.

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"(Y/N), I'm bored." Megatron huffed. The 7 feet silver-head leaned onto your shoulders with pursed lips. "It's Christmas Eve, and we're stuck in this god-awful winter wonderland."

"It's not that bad, Megs." I let out a small chuckle. Our little Decepticon leader has quite the knack for drama. "It's not within our power to control the weather, so I guess we'll make do with whatever is in our capabilities."

"Yeah, because staying in this stupid rented house is a blessing." Megatron growled, ruby orbs clashing against your (e/c) ones. "I should be back in Kaon..."

"Well, what do you usually do back in your hometown, my dear adorable liege?"

I made a pinch on the Decepticon's face, eliciting a deeper scowl on the man's face. Eyes narrowed, he made a grab on my teasing hands, halting me from continuing this embarrassing display of affection...or mockery. Honestly, the man could not decipher at all and it's grinding his gears even more on the fact that he is powerless to do anything.

"Firstly, I'm not cute." Megatron began. "Secondly, I don't have to do anything back home. That's the essence of my holidays; to rest. I've barely got any down time, so what use is it for me to be running around and join in with human traditions?"

"Just because you've mix Cybertronian lineage does not give you the right to mock Christmas, love. After all, you're only the descendant of the great Cybertronian. If anything, the only thing Cybertronian-like of you is your claws, eyes and bigger frame, sweetspark. Heck, Optimus looks more Cybertronian than you with his audial fins, and that dude has been on Earth far longer than you've."

"Don't downplay my origin, human. I can still bring you down if needed."

"Hide your claws, caramel pudding. You're not scaring me with those fancy fingers."

"You're insufferable. You know that, right?"

"And yet you're staying under the same roof with me. So, what makes this auspicious day any different?"

"My point is," Megatron pinched his nose bridge. "-I don't want to do anything on Christmas. I want to rest. I can't catch a break in this Primus-forsaken house when the fragging news is blasting on how shit the weather is every hour."

I let out a series of laughter at his description.

Jesus, he's such a theatre kid! As much I agree with the mech about our shitty weather, I could not do anything else but to lend an open ear for the Decepticon to drone on and on about Jasper snowing.