Maybe I should dye some blue into my hair?

Point and case. Besides, Ithink you'd much rather have humans to hang out with for music than bots.

If I wasn't soft and made of flesh, then you wouldn't get new music straight away~.

Gotcha, one second here-.

Do you want me to put it on now? Or do you want me to throw on a playlist with them and other artists?

Nobody Like U?

You have to describe it to me Interface, like song lyrics or anything?

Damn, does my head hurt.

"When the moon hits your eyes, like a big pizza pie, that's amore~!"

Woah-kay. Way more bots than she remembered. Uh... Introductions maybe?

♇ᡣ𐭩 I DO SO WITH LOVE

♇ᡣ𐭩 Me when I can bully West and Windy now!

♇ᡣ𐭩 NOW I CAN BE MORE ACTIVE ASIDE FROM MY ONE SILLY POST A MONTH

She wonders if the autobots have ever had to worry about bumping into eachother at night like humans do?

Ow- Totally bumped her head trying to crawl out of the garage without the door fully opened.

Small note, if she ever gets kidnapped by some decepticon again, she better make sure to steel toed boots when kicking their big foot.

♇ᡣ𐭩 Genuinely though, I would lick an energon cube. I wanna know if it tastes like poprocks.

She really needs to wash out her mouth, the taste is still lingering.

She decided to lick an energon cube, just to see why it's so prized. It tastes like electricity and oil and she made a very sour face at the taste.

Because getting locked up in a Military base for her safety is so "fun." Not really, but what else can she do besides wait.

Welp, she definitely fell asleep in the dumbest place.

Right, time to get to work. First things first... Tying her hair up into a ponytail, she's glancing over the neon blue screens, passing glances over each number, each letter, checking... Reading... Watching. And there, a backdoor left wide open.

♇ᡣ𐭩 Helicopter, helicopter The brain is not braining

She's placing a hand on @thelastprime.bsky.social faceplate, humming as she leaned over. "You should rest. Staying up late on guard duty, you'll be too tired for fighting you know."

Holding Mini Knives up Lion King style. Her rhoomba ate her cookie, he is now in sky prison.

She's humming gently, preparing a new batch of coffee as her rhoomba beeped at her. "I know, I know, calm down Mini Knives, I'll move out of your way."

Fuck-.

She misses her bot, guys, she misses him a lot. She'll be back.

She really should sleep this shit off.

And he was a fairy.

♇ᡣ𐭩 I WANT YOU TO KNOW I LAUGHED SO HARD AT WHIMSICAL FAIRY NOISES, I GENUINELY POPPED MY SHOULDER AND BEGAN WHEEZING LIKE A FUCKING CAR 😭

Yeah... Redbull and coffee were a bad idea. How the fuck is there two Optimuses, and one is colored like Malificent.

No longer safe...? That sounded about right. Everytime a new Decepticon found them, they were on the move again. Nodding once, she carefully moved to climb onto his hand. "Right, I'll call the landlord tomorrow. Gotta figure out a new excuse," she mumbled gently.

Another long, long and regretful night. She really needs to stop spiking her coffee with redbull for jobs.

A soft chuckle from the read head, gently placing her hand on his for a brief moment. "Yes Optimus?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

Woah-kay, nearly getting stepped on by a giant robot today was definitely not in her plans. Totally not in her plans, actually-. How the hell is there even something that big wandering around?!

♇ᡣ𐭩 A CHARACTER WRITTEN IN A MIRROR IMAGE OF #𝓟𝓵𝓾𝓽𝓸