#tfa x reader

Optimus Prime. Yup, ironically enough, you were saving him for last. There wasn't any real reason, other than it felt oddly fitting for the big guy himself to complete your unfinished set.

Unboxing the toy, you can't help the beaming smile that grows on your face as you hold him in your hands. Is it too dramatic to say that you're cradling him the way one cradles a sacred idol? Or perhaps a precious gem that you intend on treasuring? Probably. But you can't deny that there's something reverent in your touch as you place him down with the rest of the figurines on their dedicated desk.

Yes, dedicated desk. These guys have their own desk that you use to display them. The entire thing is covered with your figurines, one side belonging to the Autobots, and the other, the Decepticons. All lovingly handled and placed with the care of an artist painting their muse onto a canvas.

Setting down Optimus between Bumblebee and Ratchet, you take a step back and bask in your fully completed Transformers toy collection. The surge of pride and satisfaction fills your every vein. You're pretty sure this is how Greek sculptors feel like after finishing a statue.

Grabbing your phone, you snap a few photos that afterwards, you deem good enough to share online. Might as well share your excitement with everyone else, right? You type out a caption for your post and begin to make your way out your room.

Buuut not without casting one last glance to your toy-filled desk. Gotta get at least one more dopamine hit before you go.

The missing piece in your puzzle. The last one to arrive.

Your gaze sweeps over every Autobot, Decepticon, even the niche characters you managed to snag, and your chest puffs out in fulfillment—before your eyes land on Optimus Prime.

Your pause mid-step, lingering in the doorway.

... For a second, a brief second, there's a fragile silence in the air. Like the entire room went still, holding its breath. Waiting. Watching.

........

Then you turn around and step out, shutting the door behind you. Oblivious to the earlier tension in the room, if there even was any. Pocketing your phone, you idly think about what to eat for dinner later. Something affordable, probably. OP wasn't exactly cheap, after all!

In the meantime, you settle on your couch and turn on the TV for some mindless entertainment. Sighing contentedly, you lean back into the cushions and relax.

Today really is a good day.

....

Back in your room, the tiny finger of Optimus Prime twitches.

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Noise is what wakes you up.

Weirdly enough, it's not the sound of your show (which has long since been replaced with some kind of reality TV episode your grandma would watch), nor is it the low buzz of your phone telling you your order is on its way. What actually woke you up was the soft thunk of something hitting the floor.

You strain your ears, wondering if the sound was a sleep-induced auditory hallucination. Did it come from outside? But it can't have been—it was so close. A pin dropping in silence, so to speak.

It almost sounded like... It came from your room.

...Wait.

Your room.

Adrenaline zaps you awake. If that weird sound didn't send you into high alert, that realization did.

Because that means someone could be in your room. With your figurines.

Oh HELL no.

You don't care if it's a thief or a stray animal that somehow got into your home. If they even put a singular FINGERPRINT on the toys that you PAID FOR, you are committing a murder.

But wait. Let's not get too overzealous here. On the chance that there is a thief in your room right now, you can't just burst inside unarmed. You love your collection, but you also love not dying.

Slowly, you get up from your couch, making sure to grab your phone and put it on silent. You sneak away, trying to find some kind of weapon to use. A kitchen knife will have to do. Do you know how to use it? Not really, but maybe your fight or flight instincts can take over from there.

Hefting the knife in one hand, and your phone in the other, your thumb hovers over the final number for the police if things go wrong. You might be a bit paranoid right now, but you also don't really care.

Creeping towards the door to your bedroom, you listen in. You don't really hear...

Inhaling deeply to calm your nerves, you brace yourself.

No wait- there is something. Voices. A lot of them. And apparently, they're getting into an argument. But they sound... Distant?

They're definitely inside your room, but these guys must be the quietest fighters ever or something, because wow. You're not sure how someone can yell a death threat and sound so small.

Here goes nothing.

Bursting through the door, you point the knife in your hands in what you hope is a threatening manner, scowling hard.

"If you even put one hand on those figures, I swear I will fucking-"

Then you stop. The rest of the threat chokes in your throat as you survey the scene.

Your toys. The Transformers. They're...

They're moving.

They're all frozen now, staring up at you with wide painted optics. But you saw their heads swivel in your direction when you burst in. Not to mention the fact that they're all scattered throughout the room right now; some on the floor, some on your bed, some are on the other separate desk that you use for storing non-transformer things.

They all look like they're in the middle of a battle. A toy sized battle. In your room.

Moving by themselves.

"Um," One of them speaks up. Your eyes snap towards... Optimus Prime. Who seemed to have frozen in the middle of fighting Megatron, who's gaze flickers from you to him.

You stare at them all, speechless. Autobot, Decepticon, even the niche characters– you look at them and they look at you.

What?

"Please don't be alarmed," Optimus tries to assure you. Hearing his deep voice come from a toy made out of plastic is surreal. "We mean no harm to you. We-"

He glances around and realizes how contradictory his words are. And for the first time... You see Optimus Prime falter.

He looks up at you.

"We will explain."

...Oh boy.

This is the type shit I be doing instead of homework dawg wtf 🥀🥀 THIS MIGHT BE THE MOST I'VE EVER WRITTEN IN TWO DAYS I'M GONNA BE FOR REAL.. WHAT THE HELL ARE THESE ROBOTS DOING TO ME!!

-With Sentinel, it was a bit different. He was proud, loud, and tended to lead you three to all sorts of things that usually led to trouble. He clearly saw himself as the leader of the group. You were polite with him, though, you're not sure you would consider you and him friends, more like acquaintances.  Maybe because he sometimes forgets you are there, dismisses your input, and sometimes makes jokes about your interests. So, what you felt toward him was more like tolerance, especially for Elita’s and Optimus’s sake. You kept it to yourself that you didn’t actually like the mech much.

-You were pretty much the introvert of the group. You found it a bit difficult to make friends or bond with other bots, so you mostly kept quiet and did things on your own, especially when you possessed a keen curiosity toward organic life. 

-The other bots found organics gross, or something to stay away from, but you were fascinated by it. You liked reading everything about them and even excelled in classes that taught about organics. You honestly wanted to become an organic researcher. 

-This made you appear weird to the other cadets in the academy. 

-Elita and Optimus were the first ones who didn’t find it weird. Though they didn’t understand much about organics, they were willing to learn and listen to you when you got into talking about the subject. Sentinel was the only one who made unwanted jokes and remarks about it. 

-You made a peculiar group of friends. Even though you were mostly quiet and followed their lead. It worked somehow. 

-And like them, you possessed a special modification too. 

-Like Sentinel had his energy blade and shield, Optimus had his axe and hooks, and Elita had her copy ability. You possessed a modification that allowed you to shoot and manipulate these special threads. These threads were flexible and durable as steel. It also allowed you to transfer energy through them. 

-It was honestly nothing impressive, so you used it rarely, also because it was the reason you were made to attend the Autobot academy, instead of the career you actually wanted. 

- You were there when they decided to check out the planet called Archa Seven. Despite it being against the rules and clearly a bad idea, you tagged along, wanting to make sure that they would come back safely. 

-The planet seemed desolate, by the looks of it. It had giant hills and caverns with no plant life or other life forms in sight. The only noticeable thing about it was these giant webbing-like things lingering between boulders and hills. 

- Elita complemented the sight. You mentioned the possibility of the planet being inhabited because you remember reading about the webbings being produced by a class of organics, whose name you couldn’t remember at the moment. You remember that they belonged to a group of insects. 

- So, you encouraged caution. 

-Sentinel dismissed your warning, certain that nothing would happen as usual. Then you four made your way into the caverns, intending to find a lost Decepticon ship that was supposed to carry a long-lost energon reserve. 

-Well, things went quickly south. You found the ship and the energon, but it turns out it was used as a nest by these giant spiders, whose name you finally remembered. And these insects did not like your group intruding on their turf.

- While fending them off, the cavern began collapsing when the energon got hit and exploded. You four made a run for it before the ground beneath you failed. 

-Using your thread ability, you were able to stop your fall and hang on the edge. Then you noticed Sentinel struggling to lift Optimus and Elita. You tried to find a way to help them, but with the cavern collapsing and time running out, you made a major decision. 

- Wrapping your threads around Optimus and Elita, you then threw the thread over a cliff point in the ceiling and wrapped it around you, using yourself as a counterweight. 

-Your friends looked at you, confused. Elita asked what you were doing. 

-You looked at Optimus. “Get them home,” you said before detaching the thread that held you and falling into the spider pit. 

-Using yourself as a counterweight, your threads pulled Optimus and Elita up, allowing Sentinel to pull them both back to safety. Elita yelled after you as you dropped into the spider nest. Optimus and Sentinel prevented her from coming after you and fled as the cave collapsed. 

-Not willing to go offline without a fight, you used your threads to prevent the spiders from eating you. Though able to cut and keep them at bay, you received some of their venomous bites, and some of your threads unintentionally absorbed their energy. 

-When the cavern began collapsing above you, you decided to wrap yourself in your threads in large quantities. Though it was a long shot, your threads were tough and, in large amounts, could offer enough protection to prevent you from being crushed alive. Then everything went dark.  

-Maybe it was the energy your threads absorbed from the spiders, or the spider venom in your systems, but something caused your frame to go through a mutation.

-Because when you crawled out of your cocoon after the cavern’s collapse passed,  you woke up, alive and… very different. 

-You first felt disoriented and even struggled to move. The first thing you noticed was the change in your systems and that you had somehow managed to grow extra limbs. Not to mention the spiders near you didn’t attack you on sight. 

-It would take a moment to get back your bearings and realize that you had somehow become one of the spiders after seeing your reflection on a metal wall. 

-The spiders hissed at you and chased you away from the eggs when you got too close, most likely due to the protective instincts. You didn’t decide to snap back and find your way out of the caverns. 

-Thankfully, it didn’t take long, and you found your way outside. Away from danger, you transformed into your bot mode and processed your state. 

-Your entire frame had changed. Somehow, you had become a half-organic creature. Your main armor was still tough, though soft in some parts. Spider legs protruded from your back, acting as extra limbs. And in some places you had, what organics possessed called ‘fur’ which made you feel warm and soft. 

-You also possessed more optics, which allowed you an expanded visual range. Your sensors could detect temperature, vibrations, and other stimuli you had never noticed before. It didn’t take long for you to recognize these sensations as instincts.

- It was both fascinating and freaky.

- You tried to think. How did this happen? How are you even alive?

-You recalled the moments before the collapse, the unintentional energy transfer, and the venom in your system. You weren’t sure, but you had a feeling that those factors had something to do with your current condition. You are not sure if anything like this has ever happened in cybertronian history. 

-You decided to wait and sit down on a cliff, processing this new reality. It allowed you to think peacefully while trying to see if an Autobot ship or anything shows up on the planet. 

-The time etched. 

-Your friends never returned, not even other Autobots that could have come to retrieve your body. The Autobot command was definitely aware of what happened, especially since you are missing. The Autobot command was strict like that. There was a chance you were presumed dead. 

-Though not surprised, not even an attempt to come retrieve your supposed body still left a sting in your spark. 

-But it also left you wondering if they enacted some kind of punishment on your friends, or how they were doing. Elita was probably crushed by your ‘passing’, and Optimus would likely take the blame on himself, and Sentinel wouldn’t likely say anything. He was never good at taking responsibility for his actions.

-As the time grew longer, it became a bit lonely. Though you worked fine on your own, it was lonely without Elita and Optimus. Even the silence without Sentinel’s stupid remarks felt strange. But honestly, you were kind of glad they didn’t come back since this planet was dangerous. You wouldn’t want them to risk their life trying to retrieve your dead body. 

- To pass the time, you decided to explore your new body.

- You grew used to moving with extra limbs, even using them in your robot form to climb over walls and hills. Testing your new instincts, you found out you were able to locate energon, sense changes in your surroundings, and track down other life forms, things you weren’t able to do as a cybertronian. It was fascinating as you were finally able to understand how organic life forms worked. 

-You even started playing with your threads and the webbings you were now able to produce. Your threads still retained their original function, but now you could control their hardness and turn them into something soft and silky. And even combine it with the spider webbing. 

-You even began using it while exploring the planet, creating stuff, and using it to shoot and swing yourself to places. Sometimes, you even hung upside down from a cliff, which you found entertaining in a way.

-And as more time passed, the less time you spent waiting on the cliff edge for something that might never come.

-You then came to a realization when you noticed the freedom and the free time you had. 

- As you were technically dead, you didn’t have to return to the academy. Meaning, no stressful exams, no fear of breaking protocol, no expectations, and no stuck-up, high-position bots making nasty comments about you. 

-You never really wanted to join the Autobot Academy, but had to, due to your ability and the threat of being thrown into the Stockades. To be a cog in a great machine. Not to mention making friends with bots who didn’t share your interests and hobbies was a nightmare. To be something, you were not.

- Here. You were… free. Free to just exist and be someone you want to be.

-And honestly, this new half-organic version of you was kinda neat. With your body and limbs, you were able to move about everywhere. With your advanced thread ability, you were able to do things you weren't able to before. And with your new instincts, you were able to track and find energon in the wilderness. 

-The world felt different to you as well. It held a lot of warmth and cold. Smells. The air in your organic body felt refreshing. It was like you got the best parts from both worlds. 

-Though it gave you some limitations you didn't have as a full cybertronian, you were honestly loving this. 

-Though you definitely would have to avoid Autobots from now on. They would definitely put you on a dissection table and treat you like a lab rat if they found out about you. You were a freak of nature by their standards. 

- As your stay on Archa Seven grew, you soon realized that you needed a change of scenery. The spiders were still hostile, and the energon was kind of running out. 

-You scavenged whatever you could find, and you did not want to end up being a target of your arachnid neighbours, as you had seen they were capable of cannibalization. 

-So, you began observing the skies again, waiting for ships or something to stop by Archa Seven. 

-You became hopeful when you saw bots stop by the planet, but hid when you saw that they carried a Decepticon symbol. You had read about the banished Decepticons in the archives, so you knew what the symbol looked like and the many crimes they had committed during the Great War. Though you sometimes questioned the record’s authenticity, given the air around them, you didn’t doubt that they didn’t possess good intentions. 

-Deciding not to risk it, you decided to keep your distance and observe from afar. Though your spider mode allowed you to blend with other spiders, you didn’t want to find out what they might do to you if they knew that you were a cybertronian. 

-You were forced into contact with them when one of them decided to randomly shoot you. You evaded the shot and then hid inside your section of the caverns, but instead of leaving you alone, the con followed. With no choice, you used your threads to trap the con in your cavern, immobilising them and then using your threads to drain them of their energy. 

- Though your instincts told you to take the killing shot and drain the con of their energon, you used your threads to toss them out of your caverns. Thankfully, they didn’t come back and eventually left. Maybe you draining their energy made them realize you weren’t an easy opponent or worth the risk, so they backed off.

-A good outcome for you. 

-Thought it forced you to wait, you saw it better not to try to ask them for a ride, especially when one of them randomly attacked you. So, you waited for another chance.

-Opportunity showed itself when you found traveling cybertronians stop by, probably to make fixes on their ship. You didn’t see marks on them, so you knew they were neutrals. Better chances with them than with cons. 

-You tried to find a way to approach them without freaking them out. Until the sparklings that were with them walked a bit too close to the spider territory. The spiders attacked, intending to make the younglings their meal, but you were quick enough to intervene and protect the sparklings. 

- Though initially frightened, when you lowered your spider head and backed away, the sparklings were able to tell that you didn’t mean harm. 

-When their creators showed up, the sparklings told them what happened, and they calmed down, seeing that you weren't acting like the other spiders. 

-You then dared to speak with them. Though initially freaked out that you were able to talk, when you told them your situation, they seemed calm and willing to help you when you asked if they could give you a ride. As your spider form was too big for their ship, you transformed into your bot mode for the first time in a long time. 

-Though you were unlike anything they’ve seen, they got over your half-organic side and let you hitch a ride to a neutral space stop. They were surprisingly more accepting than the Autobots. Even giving you a cloak to keep warm, as it was pretty cold for you. You got along with their sparklings, even if they asked many questions.

- During the trip, they helped you plan out what to do next or find a home that was more fitting for you. Maybe a planet filled with organic beings. 

-You guess you kind of befriended them, as they were willing to give you a ride to such a home. 

-You even dared to share about your past with the Autobots. They seemed concerned and shared that they didn’t trust the Autobots. They told you why, and though you respected their reasoning, you doubted the Autobots were that terrible.

-However, your opinion changed when you arrived at the space stop. 

-At the space stop, you kept wearing the cloak as other occupants would likely get freaked out by your appearance. You helped the bots stock up and watched over their sparklings when they departed to visit family. 

-Suddenly, autobots showed up. You were wary of them until you heard that the bots you were with were related to a major Decepticon group, and wanted to take them into custody. 

-Knowing the Autobot protocol and that the bots you were with had not committed crimes, you tried to reason with them. However, the bot in charge didn’t seem to care or possessed no sense of reason, and soon a firefight broke out. 

-You protected the sparklings and kept them out of harm's way. However, when the Autobot decided to point their blaster at you and them, you decided to act. You transformed into your spider form, using your venom to immobilize your opponents and threads to make them immobile, ending the fight. 

-You use your treads to take away the weapons and keep them in place. The bots were shocked and startled by your appearance, struggling in your threads.

- You tried to persuade them to stop, but they wouldn't.  They struggled harder and called you a freak of nature.

- Then, your travel companion’s family showed up. Turns out their relatives were indeed Decepticons. You especially met this really scary-looking con. However, after your companions explained everything and that you had rescued their sparklings twice, the con thanked you and had the Autobots taken away. 

-You had a suspicion that they were gonna kill the bots or do something worse than death. But this seemed like a moment to keep your intake shut.

-You were offered a place in the con’s faction. But when you explained that you simply wanted to find a home and live in peace, the con was surprisingly respectful and even helped you find a suitable planet. Even if you didn’t want to join, since you had helped them, you could ask them a favor in the future. 

-And that’s how your journey led you to a planet called Earth.

- It was a peculiar little mudball planet. Its life forms were much smaller, but more abundant. You spent days observing animals of all forms, humans, and even the small insects. Every day you found something new. It was also covered with woods and energon, which meant you had found a good home. 

- You built a cozy home in a desolate location, as humans had a tendency to react violently toward things they didn’t understand. You learned to forage and even grow organic sustenance for yourself. Thanks to your half-organic side, you didn’t need to rely only on energon to survive.

- And then, you just lived, collecting things, observing, and simply existing. 

- The humans were the ones you sometimes observed most. Each human always looked different or acted differently. You learned their language by observing the patterns in their speech and reading some of the books they left behind or forgot. 

- Though you stayed out of the humans’ sight. There were some occasions where you stumbled upon a lost, injured hiker or a lost child. You treated their wounds with your silk webbings and safely brought them to the edge of the woods. Most were unconscious, but some seemed to have managed to catch a glimpse of you because when they returned to their homes, they spoke about a giant spider. Thankfully, most humans thought they were imagining things. 

-But helping the humans did leave you to become a local legend of sorts, since humans started visiting your woods to try to catch a glimpse of you. 

-” The Guardian of Spiderwood” is what they called you. 

-Spiderwood became the name of your home, as many rare spider species lived there with you. Despite your past experiences, you found your little spider neighbours much more pleasant than the ones in Archa Seven. You even cared for some of them and the animals that passed by. Since you were called a guardian, might as well make sure your home's ecosystem remained in balance, as the humans tended to be careless with it.

- Life was good. 

- But many years later, since Archa Seven, you saw cybertronians arrive in your woods. 

-You sensed them immediately. You observed from a distance as a group of Autobots accompanied by a human child walked into your woods, intending to camp and catch a sight of you, the Guardian of Spiderwood.

-Apparently, the child’s father got lost in your woods some years ago, and you rescued him when he hurt his leg pretty badly. He believed in your existence and even managed to preserve the webbing you used to treat his leg. It left you confused because the webbing you used to help the humans dissolved with time.

-The child's father had also funded charities to keep your woods untouched by companies that wanted to cut down its trees. Though you weren't sure what that meant.

-The child ‘Sari’ wanted to debunk that, not believing in your existence even with the proof. 

-You observed the Autobots carefully.

-There was a small yellow bot, who talked a lot and carried a camera, saying how it would be cool to be the first one to catch sight of the cryptid spider. There was a sleek, black bot that made you think of bots in the Ninja Corp. He seemed more awed by the wildlife of your woods. Then there was a tall red and blue bot who looked oddly familiar.

-The group advanced around the woods, with you watching from the trees. Despite the yellow bot's confidence, he behaved very squeamish around the small spiders. This caused the child to laugh at him a lot.

-You silently hoped they would not find the path to your home.

-They found some of your residue webbing, which you sometimes used to fix trees or other animals’ homes, causing the blue and red bot to freeze and act strangely. It was like he knew about them.

-You soon found out that you had to be careful around the ninja-looking bot. It seemed his instincts were sharp, and he was aware of your presence. You nearly got exposed when he threw one of his shurikens at your hiding spot. You dodged the bladed weapon, though it was too close for your liking.

-Things became even weirder when a key around the child’s neck started glowing whenever you got near. You didn't know what it was, so you kept a farther distance.

-Things became serious when Decepticons showed up. There was this giant con with a single optic and a con with switching faces.

- A fight broke out between the groups. You observed the fight from the shadows, making sure the woods remained intact. When the three-faced Decepticon kept blasting fire around the woods, causing the trees to catch on fire, you had enough. You shot your webbings at his barrels, causing him to be startled and unable to use them, then you shot your webbings around the thrusters on his pedes, causing him to fall from the sky.

-This gave the Autobots a chance to handle the big con.

-You then saw the yellow bot receiving a bad hit and passing out. He and the child Sari then got close to falling when the con's arm bombs caused the ground to collapse beneath them. 

-With the other bots busy, you decided to risk it. You snapped your threads toward the yellow bot, pulling him and the child to safety before they could fall.

-"Whoa. You're real!" Sari exclaimed when she saw you. Her key glowed again, reacting to your presence.

-You quickly disappeared into the woods when the blue and red bot showed up. Turns out this blue and red bot was actually Optimus. 

-When Optimus saw you and your spider form, he was reminded of the day when he lost one of his friends, and seeing the same spider on Earth made him react protectively. He chased after you through the woods, keeping up with you. He then threw his axe at a tree, causing your path to be blocked.

-You avoided his hooks and strikes. 

-You then transformed, surprising him and then kicking him to the ground. You kicked his axe away and stood over him, hissing and baring your teeth in a warning.

- Seeing your face caused Optimus to freeze. Though changed, he still recognized you. He uttered your name in disbelief. 

- Hearing your name, you froze. You backed away from him as he stood up, asking if it was really you. 

-You looked at him carefully. Your optics widened when you finally recognized him. 

- "Optimus?" you said, your voice still the same. 

- Silence etched between you as the reality settled in. He questioned how you were still alive. You replied that it was a long story before asking what he was doing on Earth. He said it was a long story, too. 

-The moment was cut short when his teammates called out to him, approaching quickly. 

-You attempted to leave, but Optimus pleaded you not to go, having many questions. You promised to tell him everything later and told him a place where you two could meet. You did not feel comfortable around his teammates. He agreed and then you disappeared back to your home. 

- Back safely in your home, you processed everything. You honestly did not expect to see Optimus after all these years. It didn’t make you feel unhappy. Seeing him alive and well made you feel relieved, and wonder about how Elita and Sentinel were doing. 

-Thought tempted not to go, you practiced everything you would say and how to answer any questions he might have before making your way to the meeting place.

-It was nighttime when you arrived. You stayed in hiding, watching as Optimus arrived. He looked around, probably for you. You waited a few minutes to make sure his team didn’t follow before revealing yourself.  

- Walking out of your hiding spot, you made a few clicking sounds to let Optimus know of your presence. Optimus first looked startled by your spider form. You spoke to him, assuring him that it was you before transforming into your robot mode. 

-You two then sat down on a patch of grass, watching the stars. You told him everything that happened to you and how you survived Archa Seven. Optimus shared what happened after the incident, how he took responsibility for the whole thing, and got himself demoted to a repair bot. Sentinel and Elita remained in the academy and became part of the Elite guard, both earning the title of Prime. 

-Optimus then revealed that he prevented the others from coming back and apologised for abandoning you. Elita was especially crushed by what happened. 

-You assured Optimus that you weren’t angry. Though your change was something to get used to, you were glad they didn’t come back. Archa Seven was still hostile even when they had long left. 

-You then scolded him for taking the blame. Even if it was Sentinel’s idea to go to Archa Seven, Optimus shouldn’t have carried all of it, especially for your supposed passing. You shook your head and said how he was still a good-natured fool.

-Though baffled by your sudden insult, Optimus chuckled and mentioned how you hadn't changed in personality.

-You remarked that you still avoided socializing with other creatures, but you were more relaxed than before.

-Optimus then asked if you missed Cybertron. You admitted that there were times you thought about your original home. 

-Optimus said he could help you get back to Cybertron. You shook your helm and said that the Autobots would take you into a lab and experiment on you.

-You revealed that you actually liked the new you. You told him about the things you could do, how free you felt, and how you no longer had to live under expectations to be something you're not. 

-You are happy where you are now. Earth might not look much, but it suited you. It was filled with a variety of life, and although humans tended to be chaotic at times, you liked it.

-You told him about your journey to Earth and your mistrust toward the Autobot command. You knew they were strict and prejudiced at times, but your experience at the space stop revealed how prejudiced and unreasonable they could be. The experience left you unable to trust them again.

-So, there was no way you would become an Autobot again.

-Though slightly doubting about Autobot’s prejudice, Optimus respected your decision. 

-You then finally asked what brought him and his crew to Earth. 

-Optimus then told you about the events that occurred – how he found the Allspark, how Megatron showed up and attempted to steal it, his crash landing on Earth, and how he and his crew became protectors of Detroit. 

-You listened attentively. There was a hint of worry in you that he and his friends took such a huge responsibility as this while having no contact with the Elite Guard.

- Optimus told you about their human friend Sari. The human child you rescued with his teammate, Bumblebee.

-You giggled when Optimus mentioned some of the shenanigans they get into. They sounded like a handy bunch. 

-Optimus then asked if you wanted to join his team and meet them. 

- You told him that you were happy with your forest life. You wouldn't likely have an easy time hiding in a city filled with humans, especially when you were a giant spider, and you weren't certain that his team would accept you.

-Optimus assured that the people of Detroit had become used to seeing robots, so you really wouldn't need to hide. The humans would likely become excited because you were the infamous Guardian of Spiderwood. And you did rescue one of his friends, so his team would be more than willing to accept you.

-You promised to think about it. Though many things had changed, you were still pretty socially awkward.

-You then told him that he can ask you for help anytime. Thought you might no longer be an Autobot, he’s still your friend.

-That fact seemed to comfort him. Though he did say letting Elita know you were alive and well would give her great comfort.

-You agreed. But for now, you wanted to take one step at a time.