Transformers x cybertronian reader (ONE-SHOTS)

(RiD15) Thunderhoof x Reader [Rewritten]

A/N: This is the last of the rewrites that have been transported over from my first book. For this one, I kind of went back and forth between if I wanted the reader to keep the country accent or not. In the end I decided to just make references to the country side of things. As in, the reader likes the country side but doesn't have the accent anymore. Here is one example of what references I'm referring too, going muddn' (mudding). Sorry my brain wanted to atleast add one word with the accent in here.

Gender neutral reader

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  Somewhere in the woods near Crown City. A bot can be seen chilling near a downed tree. With not care in the world. Watching their old buddy's minicons; who had recently recovered from being in stasis lock after their ship crashed landed on Earth centuries ago.

  The bot had been asked by their buddy if they could keep an optic on them. While they were away with an autobot by the designation, Drift. Of course relaxed bot agreed even if they didn'tknow who the bot their friend mentioned. They owe their buddy several favors after they had helped this bot get threw the worst part of their life. Even if it was in the midst of war. Their buddy still gave them a shoulder to cry on; it was hard being in the neutral fraction after all. They didn't know what happened to their friend or the three minicons after they had to go separate ways. Well, not until they reunited centuries later.

  Lost in the memories, the chill bot had their servo get tapped on. Getting out of their processor. They looked down seeing the shy blue minicon. "What's up Flyice. What do you need?" They asked her. "I keep hearing voices nearby. And-and I don't recognize them." She replied. "Do the other two hear the voices?" They asked her a second question. "No." Flyice didn't like speaking much. But knew that her one worded response was all they needed to hear.

"Alright." They said getting up from their sitting position. "Stay with Flamestream and Prism. Flyice do you mind pointing in the direction you heard the voices?" They asked her. She pointed to left. "Alright, I'll be back. Don't you three stray far from this area. You hear?" They got a small node from the minicon.

  Walking in the direction the blue minicon pointed to. Putting their servo on the gun holster that's attached to their hip. Decided to only use it, if these voices decided they want to be hostile.

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It only took a couple of minutes for the neutral bot found two bots -or should I say- cons that Flyice heard. One of them has a crab like appearance. The second one being much taller than the other con; antlers on the helm. Kind of reminds the neutral of a deer or moose.

  Staying in the shadows of the trees. They stay quiet, watching the two cons bicker back and forth to each other. The hidden bot put the pieces together in their processor. That these two cons do NOT like each. 'Perhaps they have history with each other. A terrible one at that.' They thought to themselves. Keeping an optic on the cons. Just to make sure that both of them kept walking in the opposite direction from their buddy's minicons.

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"Hey, Thunderhoof-" Clampdown starts to say but gets cut off by the mob boss. "Wouldcha' keep your mouths shout." "But I think-" He gets interrupted again. "I don't care wantcha' think." Thunderhoof says more agitated, walking faster. "We're being watched!" The crab said quickly and quietly so only Thunderhoof could hear. The mob boss stops. Turns his frame to Clampdown with a deadpan expression.

  "We're in the woods, you scrapheap." The mob boss started to say flicking Clampdown on his helm. "There's a bunch of animals here. Of course we're gonna be watched." He stated. "No-no-no! I'm being serious!" Clampdown quickly says. Moving around Thunderhoof, subtly gesturing to certain group of trees hiding the bot with their shade.

  Thunderhoof glances to the trees not fully believing the crab. Until he took a closer look and saw movement behind them. "Uh." Was all he said before walking towards the trees hiding the neutral bot. "We knows your there. So come out and yous might not get hurt." He told the hiding bot.

  'Scrap' the bot thought. Thinking fast, still staying behind the trees. They responded back. "Or what? I'll get your horns?" Having their servo also still on the holster. Not liking where this interaction was heading. Unclips their gun's holster, putting their servo on the handle of the gun. "Something like that." Was all the mob boss said. Before stomping one of his pedes twice. Leaning down, charging towards the trees. Only having seconds to react; they dodged out of the way.

"What are you? A bull?" They had asked the horned bot. That got a laugh out of Clampdown. "I ain't no bull sweetspark."  The mob boss said, about to charge for another attack. The neutral seeing this, pulls out their gun. Letting it charge, waiting for the perfect time to shoot.

  "What's that small gun suppose to do to a big con like me?" Thunderhoof asked them. "Try and charge at me again and see." was all the bot said. "Wait, Thunderhoof! Think about this-" The mob boss didn't let Clampdown finish. Charging again to the neutral. Before Thunderhoof could react in time. A shoot of electricity went through his frame. Making him fall to the ground hard. "I-I-I don't want any trouble!" Clampdown cowers away.

  The bot who had just shot their gun. Puts it back into its holster. Turning around, not paying the cowering con any mind. Walks back to the three minicons. Who are waiting for the neutral bot to return.

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  "Alright, I'm back." They announced their return to the three. "It took a little longer than expected but I'm here." "I bet you kicked a con's aft!" Flamestream told them. "Flame! Watch you profanity. What will boss bot say if you spoke like that in front of them?" Prism scolded Flamestream. The bigger bot chuckled at the two, shaking their helm.

"Flamestream." Getting the red and purple bot's attention. "It went something like that." They told him, still chuckling. "I knew it!" He said excitedly at first. "And I missed it!? Aw come on!" Letting out his frustrations, pouting. "It wasn't a very long fight. I don't think it was much of one anyway." The bot told the minicon. "I'll tell you want. On our way back to drop you three off. I will tell you how it went. How does that sound?" They asked him. Flamestream still pouting looks up to the bot. "Fine, I guess. Would of been nice to see it in person." He replied.

  "Alright! Now let's turn that frown upside-down and do something fun before heading back. How does going mudding sound?" They asked the three. Who look to each other than back at the taller bot. "Yeah!" The minicons said in unison. "Alrighty! Hop on in!" The bot said transforming into their alt mode. Opening their doors for the minicons to get in. Who excitedly do so. Off the group went to go off road were the mud holes are.

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  "Um... Thunderhoof you doing okay?" Clampdown asked Thunderhoof whose frame had just got rid of the aftershocks.
"Not a word from this to any of the other cons. Especially Steeljaw." He told the crab, not really have to try hard to threaten him. "Un-Understood." Clampdown said shakily. With that they both walked back to their hideout. One keeping his distance. And the other seething inside, clutching his servos into fist. Thinking on how he was going to destroy that neutral bot once he crosses paths with them again.

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And that was the last of the rewrites. I like how only two of the rewrites follow their original versions just with a few tweaks aka changing it to where there is no more character POVs' and either deleted whole scenes or gave them more details. While the rest got new stories and such.
Hope you enjoyed the rewrites.

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