Press Undo -TRB/TFP Fanfic

Roller coaster

Boulder

After Blueband, Heatwave, and Blades had left, it was up to Boulder to make conversation. There was an awkward silence that hung among them as we laughed uncomfortably. Windbreaker excused herself to the restroom, and it was just Chase and him.

"So, about that elephant in the room, ya know?" Chase chuckled awkwardly.

"You never seem to act normal around her, you know?" he noted, taking a sip from my drink.

"Do I?" he asked quickly, "I always feel weird around her."

"I think you like her." he said, leaning forward.

"Do you think I like her?" he asked quietly, leaning forward. "I'm so confused." 

"I think you do. Your face tends to get pinker, and you never know how to act properly around her. It seems like you get lost in her gaze or something." Boulder said, watching his expression change from confusion to embarrassed panic. "It's okay! I think it's normal to like someone."

"What are you guys talking about?" Windbreaker asked, coming back and seeing that they were leaned in close together.

"Uh, uh, we were just talking about uh, how spicy the food is." Chase quickly said, bluffing obviously.

"Okay?" she asked, sitting down. "Your taste buds must be highly sensible to spice, because I don't think the food is spicy is at all." After awhile, she spoke up. "Hm, I wonder if they're doing okay, they've been gone for a while."

"I'll go look for them, and we can meet back here." He volunteered.

"How about we all go together?" Chase suggested, giving him a nervous look.

"Sure, they couldn't have gone far." He said, standing up. After they payed for all their food, they left the restaurant. He went ahead, while Chase and Windbreaker stayed behind him.

Windbreaker

"Where do you think they'll be?" She asked after clearing her throat, and stuffing her hands into her pockets.

"I think they'll be either at the dock, or somewhere quiet." he thought aloud.

"How can you be so sure?" She paused, fascinated by confidence in his prediction.

"Well, Blueband likes to be in quiet places where she can think, and Heatwave and Blades would have most likely followed her there." Chase explained.

"Oh," She said quietly, nodding to herself. "Do you think she really just wants to be friends?"

"I think she really just wants to be friends." he said, smiling. Then, her spark began to beat faster, and a warmth spread through to her cheeks and every part of her. She smiled back, and despite the fact that it was getting colder she still felt warm. A sharp wind blew up her jacket, and a shiver shot up her back like ice. She screamed loudly, and Chase immediately put his arms around her, restoring the warmth that was lost. She gazed into his warm eyes as he gazed into her, each of them stuck in a trance. Boulder cleared his throat, smiling. They blinked and immediately separated, embarrassed and she felt sad to no longer be in his embrace. 

"I found them!" Boulder announced, then entered into a coffee shop.

Blades

Heatwave laughed, Blueband choking on her drink and laughing at the same time. Blades enjoyed watching them from a distance, Blueband sneaking glances at him occasionally to see his reaction. It was like watching a romantic comedy, each of them blushing and enjoying each other's company. The doorbell rang, and Boulder entered, followed by Chase and Windbreaker. Before any of them could say anything, though, alarms rang out from our comms.

"There's an emergency down the street from where you are." Chief announced.

Blueband

They quickly made their way down to the site of the emergency, all of them rushing out immediately towards a very worried Mrs. Neederlander.

"Oh good! You've arrived!" the elderly lady exclaimed. "I've been so worried about Mr. Pettypaws! He's been stuck in there all day!"

"Uh who's Mr Pettypaws?" She quietly asked Boulder.

"That's her cat. Mr Pettypaws tends to get stuck in trees, so this is normal." he sneezed. "Shouldn't take long." Heatwave had already rested a ladder up against the tall tree and attempt to get Mr Pettypaws down. The fluffy white cat didn't seem to be having it though. He hissed and scratched at Heatwave, who was doing his best to avoid the cat's attacks, though he wasn't having much success. Blueband chuckled as she watched him get down, already tired from trying to get the cat down for a while. The team leader made his way to the First Aid Kit, and started applying bandages to the bleeding wounds.

"Hold up you're doing it wrong." She said, walking over.

"Well how am I supposed to do it? I'm not a doctor." he retorted, taking off the bandages and showing her his battle wounds.

"Exactly." She smirked, grabbing cleansing wipes from the kit and gently wiping off any dirt from the wounds. She smoothed out the fresh band-aids as she applied them.

"Do I need to do anything else?" he asked, inspecting the bandages.

"No, just apply pressure to the wounds to stop them from bleeding out." She stated, wiping off her hands. "Besides it's just a few scratches in comparison to what I've seen. Bots have come in with whole pieces of metal deep in their wound, some with parts missing."

"Are you two going to just going to gossip or can we do what we came here to do?" Windbreaker asked, an edge to her voice.

"Windbreaker's right." Chief commed, "We need to speed things up. Enough chit chat."

"Yes, of course." Heatwave replied, straightening up. "What do you suggest?" The team medic watched with envy as her two teammates walked away while they talked. It was part of my job to make my patients feel better than they first came. That included lifting their spirits.

 After a while of luring Mr Pettypaws to come from his spot in the tree with treats, he finally jumped down, and exasperated sighs sounded out.

"Good work today Windbreaker." Heatwave said, many congratulations and compliments followed, and the cop thoroughly basked in that sunlight. She growled to herself, jealousy overcoming her.

a/n: wowie this was a long one but that's okay uwu You know who's not okay? Blueband, which you probably guessed cause she's a jealous gal now anyway byeeeee until next time!

edit 1: 1/6/20

edit 2: 3/23/20

edit 3: 5/21/20