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"Do you know that the place in which you are sleeping now belongs to people?"  You snidely asked the Titan, who was lying quietly next to you, curled up. Its scales glittered in the Sun, as if they were glowing due to the radiation energy that spilled out at an unexpected moment. Although its radiation came gradually, like dominoes, but when it comes out of the mouth, it makes your body shudder.

At the moment, you only bounce when Godzilla takes a deep breath at your back.

He seems to understand whose skill it is. As he continued to stretch his neck toward you, the scaly gigand blinked slowly. His massive eyebrows moved to the bridge of his nose, feeling another approach of helicopters over pink ledges that could throw you off the path at any moment and simply kill the device.

You knew that the Titan tolerated them for you, as there were people you knew sitting in these objects. But they didn't seem to want to keep their distance at all and gradually approached you. To some extent, it was like paparazzion.

And paparations, as a rule, no one liked.

"I think it's time to show yourself" Godzilla, hearing your consent to threaten the objects, immediately narrowed his eyes, slightly sticking out his tongue, until he was interrupted by a warning voice. "No tricks, grumpy guy. Frightened enough to make him retreat far enough" - Snorting in disappointment, the Titan raised his tail, keeping his yellow eyes fixed on his target.

The spiked tip slowly rose upward, heading straight for the helicopter, whose pilot did not quite understand what was happening. He was saying something on the radio, forgetting about the main target in front of him and the tail that cut through the air with enough force.

The wave, which instantly pushed the device to the side, hit the pilot. Obscene language immediately rang out over the colosseum, to which you and Godzilla looked at each other with a grin, and then snuggled up to each other, sighing.

"I don't think it will be enough for another round"

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Never go to the store with aliens.

(Do you mind transformers on my blog?)

Oh yes, sorry for the English

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You are a really reserved person, always do everything in order and know how to control a few tasks that seemed difficult for others. But no one said that adult Autobots would be much more difficult to deal with.

"When I talked about the need to behave more civilly in public places, I meant silence and not running away while choosing products."

You clenched the bridge of your nose in annoyance, bowing your head, while Drift quietly looked around. He muttered something several times and looked at you, still processing your words in his head. At least he was calm enough not to attract attention. If you don't take into account your outburst of future anger.

"Drift, where's Crosshairs?" With your arms folded over your chest, you focused on the holoform's response as it cleared its throat awkwardly. ─"I think he went to the department where the items for the sparkling are."

"You mean the toy department?"

The Autobot nodded its head in agreement before waiting for your actions. He knew that he had been given an errand that immediately failed. Keeping an eye on Crosshair was like watching a five-year-old child, hungry for a huge truck or worse. Your stern voice called Mecha out of his thoughts, who seemed to be about to apologize to you. Drift nodded again, trying not to say a word.

"So, you say, he went to the toy department?

"Yes. He said he just wanted to see." Drift hesitated and stood up, remembering the last presence of the green Cybertron. He looked ahead, analyzing the signs and the color that had their meaning.

You frowned at Drift and waited patiently, barely holding back an annoyed growl. "Sign with orange color". The holoform's hand pointed to the farthest part of the toys until it dropped abruptly during your sharp stomping on the stone tiles. Drift followed you, hoping that Crosshairs hadn't done anything. This bot was too intrusive and empathetic.

He turns all discontent against others, trying to be right everywhere. It's scary to imagine what Fur can do when he gets into an argument with some human woman, or worse, a salesman who just offers options for a good product.

"I don't know how I decided to take you with me. You seem to be a million years old, adult guys, but I collect them in stores like five-year-olds." You quickened your pace, grabbing Drift by the sleeve, who was staring desperately at the people around him. Your eyes sparkled apologetically when, due to a gust of anger, you pushed away the unsuspecting customers ahead.

"Come on, come on. Drift don't lag behind" The holoform almost flickered as your hand gripped his forearm. Mek quietly apologized as your elbow moved the nearest cart in front of the Man.

"Crosshairs."

You entered the department with hope, casting glances at all things. The green color never caught your eye and you whimpered until you felt a soothing touch on your shoulder. "Drift, I'm going to pay now"

"Don't do it, we'll find it."

"I know that we will find him, I am afraid what the consequences will be if he does not like something."

You looked at Drift pleadingly. The bot was calm and remained as if nothing had happened. Blue eyes looked at you encouragingly, saying that there was no need to worry once again. The whole bad scenario is in your head, just paranoia.

"What kind of junk is lying here?"

You abruptly broke away from eye contact and turned to the source of the voice that belonged... ─"CROSSHAIRS"

The man in the green cloak just snorted at your raised tone.

He would like to ask why you look worse than Cade, who gets annoyed about everything, but remembered a real and important question. "Why are there no bullets in this weapon?" It seems that he really looked at the arsenal of guns for boys, not starting a dialogue with anyone.

You put your hand on your forehead, giggling. Drift grunted excitedly as Crosshairs stared expectantly at both of you.

"Well, will you answer or not? I walked around this place from all sides and examined each machine gun in search of something interesting, and here is only this" - Finger roughly held the trigger. A loud sound of gunfire is heard from the speaker, causing you to snatch the weapon from the holoform's hands. "Because it is a toy. It's for children, not for war, as you thought."

Crosshairs threw the other machine gun on the shelf in disgust.

"Crosshairs."

The silence on Mek's part made me even angrier. Drift did not let go of his shoulder, forcing him to calm down and assuring him that it was better not to argue with him.

You exhaled, giving the fur a long-awaited smile.

"Let's go to the checkout after all."

Crosshairs walked away peacefully, his hands in his cloak pockets, while you and Drift looked at each other again. And yet...

Cybertronians are not so carefree.

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         - Skipping time -

"Well, at least you can help me carry all this cargo." you said with relief, laying out the products on the tape that was moving towards the seller. Drift quietly handed over the remaining purchases until he felt a familiar field near his shoulder.

"He left again. I guess you should thank me for not telling her anything" Blue Fur glanced at you for a moment, not paying much attention to the two men.

"Come on. Sometimes I'm curious to watch her try to teach me a lesson." He chuckled slightly, remembering your past expression and Drift, who stood like a lost organic puppy next to you.

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You turned, distracted by the two holoforms that were discussing something in the silence. Crossheirs solemnly spoke his words before approaching you, moving his belt under his cloak. You raised an eyebrow and coughed as Crosshair pulled a familiar object from under his green cloak. Drift peeked out from under his shoulder and rolled his eyes, squeezing out a pitiful groan.

"Question. Why did you take a machine gun?"

His hands folded on his chest. You stared at Crosshair from under your brow as he sucked in a ridiculous breath to restrain himself.

"You just threw it away like garbage. Why did you take it again?" Drift nodded, agreeing with you. "It's not real, but it's a toy for children"

"It's for Bumblebee."

"You're an idiot?"

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➤ Ironhide is just stubborn

➤ People are primitive creatures. Such a phrase always pops out of Mecha's vocolizer when mentioning human culture and people in general. Cruel, having no idea of morality, constantly destroying what they fear. No other simple solutions, only the study and extraction of all the sources of life until the victim himself begins to fear them. They are so small, but they lead a lifestyle like parasites in a foreign body. Crawling, crawling through all the cracks that are possible on the way. Creepy. If you were bigger, almost on par with them, then he would not even dare to set foot on this planet if he already knew what you were creating. I would never do that.

But still, he is here, in front of you.

The uniqueness of your species might have surprised Ironhide. Despite the opinion that the Bot has in relation to people, the Bot can sometimes be interested in your natural phenomenon. Cybertron never thought that you were human, you could twist your limbs so flexibly at an angle that was unnatural for him. He was used to bots turning the manipulator and the rest of their frame, thanks to the gears and good movements of the mechanisms, but he could never believe that your thin threads inside all the organs could twist a lot there. Ironhide is really amazed. But despite this, all the character that people present bring him out.

It is quite difficult to convince the Autobot otherwise, especially after your "kind" decided to do terrible things to Bumblebee. Ironhide is a rude person, he does not give him any privilege of communicating with people, although he adheres to this so-called "code". Part of its CPU is certainly excited to find out what else you can do, but the rest prefers to stand its ground. He could do this forever until you made your argument in the direction of his planet and inhabitants as well. The rage he showed you was remembered for a long time.

But you were not a bad person, you listened attentively to everything dissatisfied and partially agreed. It's just that the words that you received have already gotten out of control and you have already had to defend your people, citing someone else's as an example.

Destroy your planet because of political inequality? Not to share power?

Not to be able to join the front ranks? Because of this? You've been straining your fists for so long when you haven't got an answer. The irritation of the different kinds looked terrible. Someone else's huge cannon could shoot at any minute, one more extra word and only ashes will remain of you.

You don't know how long it will take for Ironhide to finally believe in your words.

I think such a scenario can happen. Imagine a war who has been fighting for many years and an ordinary resident who is just tired and does not want to gain anything in this life. The same is true of Godzilla, who constantly lives somewhere far from social creatures and comes when nature requires it, despite his contradictions. Balance is balance, you see? If this somehow complicates the situation, Mothra or someone else will definitely come to the rescue, for example, the same people like beetles flying near his face. Sometimes it is annoying, but nothing can be done about it, since they are also children of nature itself, who have very little experience of life, but a rapidly developing way of fighting Titans like him.

He was used to seeing them in groups, shouting something in their own language. Wherever he is, they go everywhere in groups, all the time.

It is quite rare to meet one person who can be said to have distanced himself from his relatives. He does not feel fear when he sees a massive figure in front of him, he does not think about what may happen to him at this meeting. It's strange and intriguing, Godzilla now doesn't really want to say goodbye to such a creature with a mind.

Your gaze, which is not entirely lifeless, makes the Titan quietly watch you and just loom over you. Your eyes are full of sadness and it seems familiar to him.

Complete detachment.

The warrior protects, the warrior understands, so the attempt to go to sea was unsuccessful both on your part and on his part. One wanted to go into a deep sleep, the other wanted not to wake up at all. It's funny when the great Titan decides to stay with a little man for a while in order to guard him and fence him off from a place where he doesn't need to be at all.

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English is not my first language

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❆ Shimo is actually a very good girl. It just needs time to adapt to the outside world as well as in the hollow ground.

❆ I think she will be curious about people, because this is the first time she has seen such small creatures.

Most likely, he will protect them in the same way as Kong.

❆ Shimo is essentially an affectionate puppy.

She'll love your touch on her, even though you're too small. She will reach out to you if she trusts you.

❆ As for trust. Although she is curious, she will not immediately make contact. Thousands of years under torturous control have taken their toll. Shimo, I say it again, it takes time.

❆ This Titan won't stop poking his muzzle into your body if he loves you. Stroke it wherever you want.

The eyelids, around the nostrils, the jaw, it's all yours. The main thing is to be gentle. Shimo still turns a blind eye to the sudden movements.

❆ Spending the summer season with her is the most blissful. Too hot? Ok. This ice princess will cool down any place for you, just don't hesitate to ask.

❆ Sometimes he can take you for a ride on his back. Of course, she's worried about you. Have you seen its dimensions? It is unlikely that she will sense your fall from her icy ledges. If only a piercing scream.

That's why you're more likely to sit on her muzzle, grabbing the blue crown

❆ Her eyes are always open in surprise when walking with you. Any story from you is very interesting for her. And when you show her something, for example, the same sunset or a dark starry sky, her fairy-tale gaze cannot tear itself away from this process.

She literally freezes in place and can't accept that she can now look at it every day.

❆ Sometimes she calls you.

She's just glad to see you by her side. At such a moment, she really feels free.

❆ She is still haunted by nightmares that cause her to freeze everything around her. That's why you try to calm her down until she freezes you.

Based on this, Shimo does not let you near him while sleeping.

❆ Godzilla surprisingly doesn't look for the two of you on earth. Considering his previous attack on Kong, this time he most likely understood what was going on and did not bother your pleasant pastime.

Although the first time he sailed to the place where you were sitting, he did nothing wrong.

He just yelled until Shimo intervened.

You are proud of your lovely woman.

❆ Shimo as Mothra is also very protective. If she finds out that something has happened to you, she will not find a place for herself. She won't rest until she finds you.

Just don't disturb her or make her worry.

❆ Shimo just deserves love. Hug her and give her compliments, praise her. Anything.

She needs it.

In return, she will give you a love you didn't know.