Transformers Oneshots!

||REQUESTED|| Tf RiD Strongarm & Female Child Reader

Requested by: Anime_KidUwU
Just letting you know, this might trigger people who actually experienced one parent leaving the family. Thanks for requesting! 
Key:
(F/F) - Fav Flavour

  "Honey, stay here while daddy buy you ice cream, alright?"

  You babbled with your hands reaching out for your father to embrace you. He smiled. You stopped babbling.

  Why does his smile seem forced and fake?

  "Daddy okay?" you asked with the most adorable voice ever.

  "Daddy is fine, honey. Now, stay here and I will get your (F/F) ice cream, okay?" your father replied with another plastic smile.

  You didn't notice how fake it was, but you babbled happily upon hearing the word '(F/F)'. Your eyes sparkled as your father kissed your forehead the last time before muttering his last words before returning with ice cream.

  You thought he would buy ice cream, or at least return to pick you up.

  "I love you, my little 6-year-old honey," he muttered before walking off.

  You began to hear soft sobs from your father. You wanted to run to him and embrace him, but he left. You were on your own, stranded in an opening in the middle of a forest. You could not remember the path you and your father took, so you waited.

  "Daddy will come back with ice cream," you thought, "he promised ever since mummy left us for a richer guy."

  Hours passed by, and you were growing hungry. You sat on the ground, with your face burying into your knees, your cold hands holding your legs. Your stomach growled again, demanding for input. 

  "Daddy will come back, will he?"

  You laid on the ground, tired and hungry. Your eyes began to swell, water blurring your vision. Suddenly, the bushes began swaying. You sat up quickly. Did your father return? 

  You cautiously stood up, walking towards the noise. Whoever that is, they must be here looking for you. 

  "Daddy!" you squealed.

  A giant figure, about the height of your house, tumbled out of the bushes. You screamed and dashed aside. Your hands covered your head, waiting for harm. 

  "End of the line, Decepticon! Or... whatever Lieutenant says," the figure spoke softly at the last phrase.

  You looked up. The female voice sounds gentle, but fierce.

  "What is a human doing here this late?" the bot, who seemed to be a female, asked herself.

  You carefully stepped back. For some reason, your fear had vanished. Who is this? Why is she here? And who is 'Decepticon'?

  "Lieutenant! I need backup, a human girl is with me!" the female bot yelled while pressing a sort of button at her... ear? Audio receptor? Yeah, audio receptor. Your father was an engineer and taught you different kinds of terms used to describe a robot's feature. 

  "I'll be there, I thought Sideswipe was with you," a male voice answered.

  "Sideswipe abandoned me! I'll be taking the girl back to base. Strongarm out."

  Strongarm, huh?

  "Tell no one of this," she warned you, holding out her servos for you to climb on. 

  You hesitated, not knowing if it's safe to follow someone else just like that. Aggressive rustling in the bushes grew closer and closer. Strongarm groaned, and picked you up then ran away.

  "But my daddy-" you protested.

  "I will return you back there again, just hang on," she said, transforming into a police car.

  You screamed as the gears began moving into place. After a few seconds, you find yourself safely strapped into a seat. More gunshots from behind. You screamed.

  "Don't worry, I'll protect you," Strongarm said in the most gentle voice as possible. 

  You don't even know how to stop worrying on command. 

  Lights blared in front of you. You squeezed your eyes shut.

  "Strongarm! Get back to the scrapyard, we'll get this guy," a male voice commanded.

  "Understood sir!"

At the scrapyard...

  "A little girl?" a man dressed in a red-and-white shirt asked.

  "I don't get it. Humans didn't dare to trek at night," Strongarm said.

  "Maybe we could ask her," a young kid, a few years older than you, suggested.

  "Hey, what's your name?" the man asked.

  "(Y/N)," you stammered.

  "Why were you in the forest all alone?" the man asked, getting closer to you.

  You immediately shot backwards and hid behind Strongarm's pede while shaking in fear.

  "Maybe I can deal with it," Strongarm smiled as she bent down.

  You didn't mind her approach, but you were very fascinated at her design.

  "My name is Strongarm, as you might know. Is it alright if I ask you a few things?" she asked sweetly.

  You nodded.

  "How did you end up at the forest? Y'know, the place where there was a bunch of scary trees."

  Whelp, story time.

A few minutes later...

  "Relax, Bee! Spreading out is much harder for a single enemy to catch, am I right?" a red bot protested.

  "Enough, Sideswipe! You have to follow where your partner goes, understood?" the yellow bot, named Bee(?) snapped.

  The two mechs stopped bickering when they saw you sitting on Strongarm's pede talking to her and laughing. Strongarm noticed Bee's return. 

  "Sir! Can we keep her?" Strongarm asked in excitement.

  "What- no! She may already have a family," Bee denied.

  "Her father left her in the woods to die! Please, I'll take good care of her!" Strongarm pleaded.

  Bee turned to you. You were afraid of his menacing glare and held Strongarm's free servo. 

  "She seems attached to you," Bee sighed. "Fine, but keep her out of danger, do you understand me?"

  "Sir yes sir!" Strongarm saluted.

  You squealed happily and copied her action. Bee cracked a small smile upon your reaction. 

A/N:
Whoop, I really tried writing as good as I can. Hope y'all enjoyed it!
Next request would be a Heatwave x Reader ;)