Some Problems and Night Terrors

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*Y/n's POV*

Y/n goes into the living room and sits down, the three Ragdoll cats follow after her, meowing since they wanted more attention. She sits down on the couch and all three cats jump up on to her lap. One headbutts her chin, purring up a storm while one climbs up to Y/n's shoulders. It curls up and falls asleep, purring with its tail twitching in contentment. A laugh catches Y/n causing her to look up.

A young man in his early thirties was standing in the doorway

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A young man in his early thirties was standing in the doorway. He had short dirty blond hair and red colored eyes. He was wearing a grey vest which was unzipped, revealing a well muscle-toned chest, causing Y/n to blush slightly. He was wearing grey and black jeans with some red as well as a purple belt. As well as black tennis shoes. "Where are my manners. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Optimus Primal." He walks towards the couch and holds his hand out, offering it to Y/n. She shakes his hand. "So what brings you to the neighborhood?"

"I needed to kill time until the electrician turns on the power back at my house. It went out last night during the storm. Plus Rattrap said if I needed help, I could come over and ask. That is if any of you guys are not busy."

"Not to be rude, but next time call ahead to see if any of us is home. But I am assuming that you don't have any of our phone numbers, do you?" Optimus Primal asks. 

Y/n shake her head. "No I do not. But can I have a few of your guys's phone numbers so I can call ahead so I am not barging into your house."

"Sure it's fine with me. I'll introduce you to everyone in the house eventually." Optimus Primal picks up one of the cats and scratches her under her chin, rewarding Optimus with a loud purr.

With some difficulty, Y/n manages to pull out her phone since she still had a cat laying in her lap. After a few minutes Y/n was given the phone number for Optimus Primal, Rattrap, Cheetor, Rhinox, Tigertron, and much to Y/n's dismay, even Dinobot's phone number. "Now why the hell are you giving me his phone number?"

"Dinobot may seem antisocial, but once you get to know him, he is actually a good person."

"He's a total grump. He came over last night to apologize for his rude behavior while I was moving into my house yesterday morning, because Rattrap made him. I kicked him back out into the rain for being a sourpuss."

"So that explains why he came back in different change of clothes," said Optimus Primal. After a few minutes, Cheetor comes running into the living room. He had changed into blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

"Ready to head out, Y/n?" Cheetor asks.

Y/n puts the Ragdoll cats down on the floor, despite the fact they meow in protest. "Sure just give me a second to get up," said Y/n as she tries to get up but the cats jump back into her lap. "A little help, please."

Cheetor laughs. "Give me a second." He leaves the living room and heads into the kitchen. "Kitties!!" He calls from the kitchen. The three cats jump off of Y/n and dash out of the living room. She and Optimus Primal watch the cats leave. He laughs.

"Guess it they were hungry," said Optimus Primal. "Despite the fact they are not motivated by food sometimes, it is the type of breed that makes them attached to their humans. Even if you are not their owner, they like meeting new people." He helps Y/n up from the couch. "Go have fun shopping. Just remember if you need our help, just give us a call."

Y/n waits by the front door for Cheetor. After he had fed the cats, they both head out. Once outside, Y/n was surprised the see that he owned a Mustang. She couldn't help but be impressed.  But seeing how the others have nice cars as well, she could tell that everyone in the house had good paying jobs. She opens the passenger door of the Mustang and gets in. "If you don't mind me asking, where do you work at, Cheetor?"

Cheetor barely heard the question as he get into his car. "Repeat what you said please." He buckles up his seatbelt.

"Where do you work at?" Y/n asks again.

"I work two jobs actually. I work at a greenhouse during the weekdays full time. Also in case you are wondering, no I didn't buy my Mustang. It was a gift from Optimus." He starts the car and pulls out of the drive-way and drives off down the street.

"So where does everyone else work that lives with you?"

Cheetor laughs. "Careful there. You are getting a bit too noisy there," he teases. "But I'll tell you anyways. Optimus Primal works as a lawyer. He deals with different cases like bankruptcy and adoption but he does take on more serious cases. Rattrap works at a computer repair shop and as a mechanic. Dinobot works as a Baresita at a coffee shop. He sometimes doesn't like working there but from what we hear the pay is good. Rhinox works as a bouncer at one of the more expensive nightclubs. Tigertron works at one of the many restaurants. Can't remember if it is a four star restaurant or not. As for Blackaracnia and Silverbolt, they both are working in the next state over. Can't remember where they work at."

During the drive to the mall area, Y/n and Cheetor play twenty questions to get to know each other better. It wasn't until they got back home at eight o'clock that they figure out that the power was back on. It takes them a bit to put all the groceries away. After that they decide to have a movie night. Y/n decides to introduce Cheetor to Howl's Moving Castle. After finishing that movie, it ended up turning into a Studio Ghibli movie marathon. By the time they had finished three more movies, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Cheetor had passed out on the couch from trying to stay up watching the movies. Y/n was nice enough to cover him up with an extra blanket before retiring to her room for the night.

"It was fun hanging out with Cheetor wasn't it, Hamilton?" Y/n asks the Persian as he jumps up onto the bed. She lays down and sets her cell phone on the nightstand. Right as she does, it rings, a notification for text message appearing on its screen. A confused look appears on her face, wondering who would be texting her this time of night, especially since her two friends ditched her from helping her move into her new house. Y/n unlocks the screen of her phone. The phone rings again as another text message appears on the screen. She opens the messages,  seeing no name displayed from the sender.

The first text message read:
"In your new home yet?! Why have you not called and told me?!"

The second text message read:
"Reply back you fucking b****!"

Text messages start coming back, from asking why she doesn't reply back to threats to causing her physical harm among other things. Out of fear, she blocks the number from sending her more messages plus to prevent said number from calling her either. Her heart beat quickly in her chest as she tries to call herself down before she called the police.

Meanwhile next door, Dinobot was playing ARK, yelling profanities over headset over the fact of a raid declared on his base. But this time he had Rattrap and Rhinox to back him up during the attack.

"Hey chopperface," said Rattrap over the headset.

"What do you want, vermin?!" Dinobot snarls into his headset.

"I see flashing lights coming from next door. Looks like your girlfriend called the cops," teases Rattrap.

"She's not my...WAIT WHAT?!!!" Dinobot throws his headset and controller down and rushes over the window in his bedroom. He opens his window and sticks his head out to see what's going on. "What the hell is going on?!" He had a feeling it was something to do with the picture of Y/n with the black eye.

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