I hope soYou were excited to be in this camp. Sadly you were the only femme in your group. Why were you wanting to be in the elite guard? You wished to be a intelligence officer.
But when you stood there,watching one short green mech punching a larger orange mechs now silver chassis, you kinda wished you were back home,reading.
"Hey! Can I give it a shot?" A second,shorter yellow mech with black details asked. The three mechs you were with laughed. Poor little guy.
After some teasing from the three as a bigger,bulky mech from a energon farm came by,the Sarge came over and you stood by the medium height blue and gray mech. He gave you a small glance as you attempt a confident posture. You were shaking so fragging badly however,so you failed at confidence. Again...
Frag-
The Sarge introduced himself as Sentinel Major and started towards your shaking frame. "You!" He shouts,getting closer to your heated faceplates as you yelp."What can you do,femme?" Sentinel challenged. You pulled your blasters out and shot the targets in the helm with quick accuracy. " Nice shot. I'm going to call ya Deadshot."he smirked,before you could tell him you had a designation he moved to the bot next to you.
"Show me what cha got." He said. The blue and gray mech stretched his limbs,making his torso and head look out of place. He went back to normal and Sentinel smiled,"I'm going to call you,Longarm."
He went to the others,now naming them Ironhide,for the orange mech who could change his outer casing into a strong metal. Wasp,for the small green mech with stingers that could pack a punch. Bulkhead,for the mech from the energon farm. And Bumblebee for the cocky yellow mech who made a huge fragging mess.
We did push ups,which was basically we get in the position to do them,but transform over and over. You started to get bord of doing it like that and eventually held yourself up with one arm,switching between transformations. You swear you could sees Longarm smile at you.
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You woke up at your desk,still in a sleepy state.
Why were you dreaming about camp,and why did you wake up...?
You looked up to see Longarm and shot up,saluting him,"L-Longarm Prime,sir! H-how can I b-be of assistance? "You asked,he chuckled," Y/n,you are a prime too."
Yeah,he actually called you your name. In privet,that is. And yeah,you made it up to prime with Longarm. You stammer slightly,"S-sorry,Longarm...force of h-habbit..."You flushed in embarrassment. "Well,I came here to see if you got the paperwork done." He states,"O-oh! Yes,yes I-I did finish last n-night!"You exclaimed,proud of yourself for falling into recharge due to exhaustion after you finished your work.
He chuckled once more and helped you get your papers and offered to take them both to Ultra Magnus himself. "N-no no! I don't want him to think I am avoiding him again..." You giggle. Longarm twitched at that. Yet you didn't vocalize what you saw as you both head to the old mech's office.
"Deadshot,I see you are here the day after I give you work once more." Ultra Magnus laughed as you smiled,"Y-yes sir! I finished my paper work,and L-Longarm finished his too!"You beamed,Magnus smiled towards the neutral looking Longarm Prime,"Good work,I didn't expect you to finish so soon what with your other duties. "Magnus comments. Longarm didn't move his body,however he stretched his arms and set the stack of paperwork down on Magnus' desk,pulling his arms back.
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