Last Transfomers short story
Reading it feels like I have come across a time capsule.
Figured I could post it lmao
Jazz is helping you prepare the last things for Christmas morning
Glad that Jazz was helping you with your plans, you got out of his altmode.
He opened the trunk where you had deposited a 5kg bag full of fake snow.
He transformed as quietly as he could, frowning at you throwing the back over your shoulder, arms crossed over his chassis.
"The things you can buy online..."
"Are you gonna help me now or what?!", you hiss at him.
"Don't worry, that's what I'm here for."
You nod, walking up to the silver bot's pedes.
"Okay, you stay like this. I sprinkle the snow around your feet to make footprints. You walk one step at a time."
"Remember to make the prints bigger than my actual pedes. They'll find out otherwise."
"Yeah alright. Let's begin."
Placing the bag on the floor, you cut it open at the corner. Then you lift it up, turning to pour the white powder around Jazz's pede.
"Looks good?", you ask, looking up to him.
He gives you a thumbs up and takes a step forward and you begin to repeat your action on his other pede.
"Why we doing this again?"
"We'll make them think a giant Santa was here."
Your friend chuckles at that. "Alright, let's do this then."
After 5 steps you put the bag down, taking a deep breath in.
Collecting your motivation, you lift the bag up.
Doing this over and over again until you arrived in the main hangar, you put the nearly empty bag down, hands on your lower back while you stretch.
"Yeah yeah, I know.", you mumble, lifting the bag up once more to sprinkle the rest around.
"Done.", you finish proudly, looking around.
"Now onto the decor. Could you lift me up please?"
"Anything for you.", Jazz jokes, letting you climb onto his servo, lifting you up to the railing.
Chuckling, you wrap the Tinsel around the metal, Jazz taking some out of your bag to do the same.
"How much is in this tiny compartment?!"
"It doesn't take up much space."
"What on Cybertron are you two doing?"
Simultaneously your heads shot into the direction of the voice from no other than Ratchet.
"Decorating...?", you say smiling sheepishly, hoping the medic wouldn't ruin the surprise by snitching to Optimus.
"Don't get any of that stuff on my equipment!"
You reach behind yourself, pulling a long strand on tinsel off of the mentioned equipment.
The medic gave an approving hum, paying no further attention to your shenanigans.
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