Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RB Boulder & Female Child Reader

Requested by: Gryffinpuff740
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Lost, hungry, cold. You have been walking for God knows how long. Your family is the first thing you wanted to see. They had asked you to wait here for them while they went catching butterflies.

You broke down. Why did your family leave you? Where are you now? Your family was doing alright financially, but they are rather a cheapskate. It was nighttime. You lay on the floor hungry. Your stomach complained and begged for the whole night until the sun finally rises. You try to stand up. However, you were too weak. You see people coming out, and a giant figure slowly approached you as you drift into darkness.

"A child?" You hear a man speak.

"For a moment, I thought she was an abandoned animal. When I got closer, she fainted," a shallow voice replied.

You slowly sat up, careful to not tangle the wires you are attached to. When you looked up, you see a green bot with gentle orange optics. Despite his size, you didn't feel like screaming. "Hi, I am Chief Burns of Griffin Rock. May I know your name?" The kind policeman asked. "(Y/N)," you stammered your name. "How old are you?" The green bot asked. "Seven..." you replied.

  A few moments after you arrived, more bots walked in the garage. When you saw them, you quickly hid behind Boulder. "What in the AllSpark?" The red bot complained. "A human child. This is not Cody's doing, is it?" A bot that looks similar to a police asked. "It's okay, they are friends," Boulder assures you. You timidly approached the helicopter-bot. "Aww, she's so cute!" The bot exclaimed. "(Y/N), meet Heatwave, the fire-bot. He is our leader," Boulder spoke. You looked up at the red bot. He seemed to not care. "I'm going to the bunker," he said as he walked away. "This is Chase," Boulder pointed out the police-bot. "What's your name?" You asked the copter-bot. You already had a guess: Blades. "I'm Blades," he calmly replied. You laughed. "I already guessed your name," you chuckled.

  "This is what humans call 'art'," Boulder introduced you to a messy painting. "I heard that kids at your age create art too," he said smiling. You nodded. He handed you a canvas and a few tins of paint. You got a plastic wrap for something you wanted to do. You used the brush to drop some paint on the canvas then wrap it with plastic wrap. You then asked Boulder to help you step on the wrap. "Why?" He asked. "Something I did before," you smiled. He picked you up as you kick your legs around. It didn't hurt when he picked you up by the shoulders.

  "Woah, what are you guys doing?" Cody, a teenager, came in. "This is what (Y/N) does in her art class apparently," Boulder replied. "Done!" You exclaimed excitedly. You pulled off the plastic wrap and you yelled "tada!"

You managed to get your face and feet dirty after stepping around the bunker barefooted. "She needs a bath," Cody laughed. Boulder picked you up and placed you at his giant servo. "Heatwave, I need your water," Boulder called out, "and please, spray (Y/N) gently. She's just a child."

As the water sprayed on you, you let out loud, cute giggles. You put your hands out blocking the water. When the water stopped, you sighed and hugged Boulder's servo.

As months passed by, you and Boulder grew closer and closer. You would accompany him help Graham with his engineering assignments. Sometimes, you managed to solve equations in Graham's book, which awfully surprised Heatwave (*coughs squiggly line, upside down 2 *coughs - it's a reference to one of the scenes). You know Boulder's love for nature, so you secretly requested a room with an open window to plant beautiful flowers and different vegetations. You labelled all of the plants and took care of it when Boulder was not around you.

"Boulder!" You called out with an uncontrollable smile. "Hey lil' (Y/N), what is it?" Boulder walked to you. You led him to a plain door inside a robot-sized shed. You opened it revealing steps going down. He follows you as you cautiously walked down. The stairs ended with another brown dark oak door. "Open it," you smiled. Boulder carefully opened it.

  Butterflies were resting on flowers. Birds were chirping its songs as they flew freely. Fishes by the pond and a small waterfall. The ceiling was practically made of glass which is made possible by Graham. Both of you spent some time together, then invited the rest of the bots.

  The shed was filled with delight and laughter. You knew that this shed will be the shed that everybot will always return to.

A/N:
Whoop. This is quite alright. Hope ya liked it!