#arcee tfp

Sneak peak of some Starscream art in the process, drawing my two favorites rn.

I live in the southern United States and the we have been on a heat advisory for past couple days for temperatures at 100f 38 c, but you know I’m still trying to have a hot girl summer cause depression can’t hit a moving target , I’m I’m doing a pole session in the morning a grocery store run right after, water aerobics/swimming in the afternoon. Then to wrap it up crafting in the park with friends only to end up passing out infront of everyone ! Who would a thought doing all that would cause that right? Anyway ok now for scolded by my friends a lot but they got me home. Very grateful 😊

That’s such an active and brutal day omg!!! No wonder you passed out anon!!! There’s a heat advisory where I live right now and it’s absolutely horrid. I feel like I've been severely neglecting all of the lady characters that I love so here’s some TFP Arcee! 

Arcee loves your active days. She enjoys hearing you chatter about how excited you are about your classes and she especially enjoys the drives to and from all of your activities. As a two-wheeler, she gets antsy if she doesn’t get out and go fast. Days like those sate her drive to follow her programmed need for speed while satisfying her need to make sure that you’re safe and happy. She adores hearing you chatter on the way to your first athletic class and turns on the microphone in your phone to listen in on your class as she relaxes in the shade in the parking lot. It’s hot out and she wants her seat to be nice and cool for you when you’re done. She needs to make sure that you’re okay, after all. She doesn’t quite understand what the appeal of your classes are but she likes that they make you happy.

She thinks that it’s cute when you’re a little quieter on the way to the grocery store. She knows that you’ll get a snack while you’re in there and you’ll be more energized once you’ve rested a bit and eaten. Sure as clockwork, you come out of the store with your favorite postworkout snack, plus the groceries that you needed that are stashed away in your backpack. You eat and chatter some more as Arcee internally coos at how cute her little human friend is. She drives you back home to rest and take at least a little bit of a breather, maybe eat a popsicle. Much to her dismay, you just keep going. You clean your entire cabin and sweep out the garage while she tries to hint that you should sit down for a bit. 

She takes you to your second class once the afternoon hits, feeling much more concerned than before, especially about the heat. You look exhausted when you come out of the gym, even more so than before. You still insist on having her take you to the state park so that you can both make friendship bracelets. You’re even less talkative on the drive there but she loves your company so much that she brings you regardless. She gets to your usual secluded clearing before letting you walk off to set up your little blanket. You make it precisely 13 steps before collapsing. She catches you before you hit the ground and promptly begins to panic.

You wake up on a cleared part of the forest floor with Arcee practically in hysterics.

“Ratchet, do I need to do chest compressions? I stabilized their neck and they’re breathing but I saw on a TV show that humans do that when other humans aren’t moving.” You hear Arcee say frantically. Her voice is muffled and she sounds like she’s speaking through a dozen layers of glass.

“Do NOT do that! You’ll break their rib cage! It sounds like heat exhaustion. It’s too warm out for them and for their activities for the day. I’ll open a ground bridge and you can bring them through. I’ll look at her and then I’ll have Nurse Darby take a look at her when she gets out of work for a second opinion.” Ratchet said gruffly, sounding just as high strung as usual.

“Arcee…?” You groan, rubbing your head as you crack your eyes open.

“Oh my Primus! You’re awake! Stay still. I’m going to take you back to base. You need to rest.” She orders, carefully lifting you and laying your head on her chassis.

You nod as a groundbridge appears and she powerwalks through it. She stays by your side as Ratchet examines you on the medical exam table and essentially covers you in high tech icepacks. Once he’s done, you get scolded by Arcee, who looks particularly similar to an upset mother hen at the moment.

“Never, ever do that again. You need to tell me exactly when you’re getting too hot. I don’t care if you’re having fun. You won’t be allowed to go anywhere but work and home if you pull something like this again.” Arcee says sternly.

“Yes, ma’am…” You sigh, looking down at the floor.

“Do I look like a ma’am to you? I’m looking out for you. You’re my friend. I care about you and your health and safety. Now, we’re going to watch one of those arctic Earth nature documentaries that you like so much so you’ll have cool thoughts. It might make you cool down faster.” She says, giving you a look.