I'm not your little bunny

it had been a few months since the girl had seen the ‘bots. it had been a weird limbo state, after mikaela broke up with sam. 

                                                     they’d had so many problems.

but that’s what happens when you jump into an adrenaline fueled relationship in the middle of war. 

                                when the war ended - what was left of the relationship?

she knew sam was mad. she couldn’t blame him for that. she imagined sam was saying some not so kind things about her. which is why she hadn’t been surprised when everything went radio silent on her. 

hurt, but not surprised.  

so when mikaela saw the camaro pull up to her dad’s shop, her heart jumped to her throat. 

the girl traipsed over, making sure no one could be listening in on her potentially talking to a non-sentient car. her voice was whisper soft, afraid to get her hopes too far up. 

                                                                                 “… bee?”

send me “!” for my muse to tell yours what they really think of them.

@cosmicrepairs

Magus nodded, lifting her empty hands as a show of goodwill. “No harm shall come to you by my hand.”

Mikaela watched the other for a moment. She hasn’t had the best luck with strangers-- particularly Cybertronian strangers. 

But. 

Alright then.

“Depends on the scenery, I suppose. And you haven’t. What’s it look like?” Cybertron didn’t really have beaches.