It's not like someone tells you, "You are crossing over" but as I walked, I couldn't find my house. I was on my way home from a movie night, Transformers marathon. I wasn't a huge fan, but for my friend I will sacrifice some time.
Well, she gave me a necklace she made to look like a part of a cube. A little piece, around a finger long. Inside off it you could find a blue steak, that was supposed to show the good energy.
But as I turned into my street, something went through me. It was as if my whole body went into pieces before going back to normal.
As I walked up were my house was supposed to be, there was nothing, a park. The house my grandparents build was gone. Only a park filled with kids playing around and having fun.
Luckily, I had some cash with my, leaving me with only option to visit a fast food shop. It was down two street.
Sitting there quiet, suddenly a roar of cars parked outside. Looking through the window I saw them, there was no way. Bee, Optimus Prime, Jazz, Epps and Lennox. Leaving the two human coming in, their eyes set on me.
"It's is alright for us to sit with you?"
"Sure" trying not to do anything "weird", come on. I had seen almost all movies in a day. My fan girl was like overwhelming, trying to take control over the clam me.
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This is fanfic
I don't own TF, or picture, but I own OC and story
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In a world ruled by legacy, two women are forced into a marriage neither of them wanted... but fate might have other plans.
Orm Kornnaphat is a spoiled heiress - fiery, dramatic, and used to getting her way. She's the rebellious daughter of a powerful food export empire, more interested in stuffed toys and late mornings than boardrooms and responsibilities. When her family forces her into an arranged marriage, she's furious - especially when her bride turns out to be the mysterious stranger who once helped her on a night she can't even remember.
Lingling Kwong is the definition of composed. Cold, calculating, and beautiful, she's the only child of the Kwong business dynasty and a boss feared by everyone - but apparently not including her new wife. For Ling, obedience is survival. She's always done what's expected of her, even if it means marrying a bratty stranger for the sake of business and family pride.
Thrown into a high-profile marriage neither of them asked for, Orm and Lingling become unwilling partners in a game far bigger than themselves. From chaotic mornings to silent car rides, office wars to stuffed toys invading private spaces - they're learning that hatred, annoyance, and sarcasm might just blur into something else when you're stuck in the same home, same office... and the same destiny.
Love isn't part of the plan.
But fate? Fate doesn't care what they planned.