The reception had been perfect. Everyone was happy. There had been food and dancing, and cake and singing and toasts and so many congratulations I couldn't even begin to count them all. Many humans and 'Bots alike had become intoxicated-although I didn't drink. I knew that I would regret it. This was too precious a time to risk forgetting because of alcohol. And I enjoyed myself just the same. And now 'Hide and I were getting toted away in the rented limo, off to wherever he'd planned our surprise honeymoon for.
"Where's your alt-form?" I asked, tiredly, my head pressed against his chest. His arm tightened around my shoulders.
"Back at base," he said, "This honeymoon is just going to be about you and me."
"You can leave your other form behind?" I asked, surprised. I'd been under the impression that he'd had to be all...together, all the time. He nodded.
"It's not recommended. If 'Cons come, you're screwed and left pretty much isolated from your other form. But yes, I can and I am for you," he explained, then planted a kiss on my lips. I hummed in response.
"You still never told me where we're going," I reminded.
"I know," he insisted, "You'll find out soon enough."
The rest of the limo-ride was peaceful and quiet. Instead of going through an airport, like I'd thought we would, we were deposited straight on the tarmac, where there was a small but luxurious plane waiting for us.
"Private jet?" I smiled, tiredly. He smiled back, and pulled me by my hand to the plane.
"Yes," he said, "I thought it'd be more comfortable for you."
"Like I'd actually be annoyed by anything else," I snorted.
"Only the best for you," he said, softly, as we situated in the spacious cabin of the plane, buckling into the couch-seat. I smiled at him.
"You're too much, 'Hide," I said. The plane began to take off, and 'Hide wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"I love you, Ramona," he said, and pressed his lips to my temple. I sighed happily and leaned closer into my Husband. How strange of a thought. My husband...
"I love you, too, 'Hide," I replied, and closed my eyes.
The day, though certainly it was one of my best, had been long and taxing, and I was absolutely exhausted. I drifted off to sleep almost immediately after take-off, wrapped in the warmth that was Ironhide. Though I was asleep, I could feel absolute comfort and love emanating over the bond, and most of all, I felt safe. What felt like all too soon, Ironhide was shaking me awake. We'd landed. I wasn't certain how that had happened without me waking, but it was time to depart the plane.
We made our way off of the plane. Though it was night, it was still warm and humid, and I could smell the ocean not too far away. We were directed to a golf-cart, where we were sat down and escorted to another part of the airport where a helicopter was awaiting us. Yes, a helicopter.
The man who'd escorted us across the runways loaded our luggage as we got strapped into the machine.
Soon, we were off and flying over what could only be described as the tropical paradise. The moon was bright that night, casting a luminescent light over this magical world. It was beautiful.
"This is amazing," I murmured into the headset I'd been given.
"You are amazing," Ironhide responded, smiling at me and taking my hand. I returned the smile and gave his hand a gentle squeeze, turning my gaze back out the window.
We were over the ocean, now. The moonlight glimmered off of it like diamonds. It was breathtaking.
We landed only a few minutes later, on what appeared to be a very empty beach. There was only one building in sight, and all of the lights appeared to be on inside. The house itself was massive-probably big enough for four families, but I realized that we had it to ourselves for-however long this honeymoon was to be. Ironhide had a very brief conversation with the pilot once we were out of the helicopter with our luggage, and then we scooted off toward the house. Ironhide tugged me along behind him, before sweeping me up into his arms. I giggled.
"This is a human tradition, isn't it?" he asked, grinning cheekily.
"Yes, I suppose it is," I responded. And he carried me over the thresh
hold of the doorway. And all the way through the maze of a house to the bedroom, where he unceremoniously dropped me onto the bed. My heart was pounding with nerves, but I covered them with a joke.
"I'm never gonna be able to find my way out of this room," I said.
"Maybe I don't want you to find your way out," he said, smirking devilishly in my direction. My face heated with a blush, and his smile softened a bit.
"The bathroom's right through that doorway. You can relax a little bit. I'm going to get our things. Are you hungry?" he asked.
"I'm fine," I responded. He nodded, and disappeared out the doorway. I released a huge breath of air and slapped my hand to my forehead.
"Damn it! Why am I a virgin?" I hissed at myself, before rolling out of the bed and making my way to the bathroom.
I looked a wreck. My hair was everywhere, and my eyes had dark shadows beneath them. I looked...rough.
I splashed some water on my face, then rubbed at it almost violently with the hand-towel. After that, I returned to the bedroom, where I'd been dropped off.
The bed had gossamer curtains around it, which were pulled open then. There was a door leading straight out onto the beach from the bedroom, and the french doors were open, letting in a warm, damp breeze. The sweet scent of the ocean was fresh in my nose. I smiled and leaned against the bed post. My nerves were still going crazy, but I knew I'd be okay. I was with 'Hide, after all.
His arms closed around me from behind, and he put his chin on top of my head. I sighed and leaned back into him.
"This is amazing, Ironhide. How'd you pull it off?" I murmured. The chuckle rumbled in his chest against my back.
"I'm a secret giant alien robot. I have a bit of blackmail," he said. I giggled.
"Well, I love it," I said, and planted a kiss on his scruffy chin, "I love you."
"I love you, too, Ramona."
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