A little bit of background info will be posted before each disclamer. For example I made up the name Airreon Prime One. Airreon (Air-re-on) is made up of Optimus Prime's and Elita One's Orignal Names: Orion Pax and Ariel. Also just like how the work Prime plays an important role in status in Cybertron, I made it so the word One was also important. Arcee is just her nickname. Anyway this is my first fanfic so no flames please!
disclaimer: I DO NOT own transformers
ARCEE'S POINT OF VIEW
My optics wondered mischievously from outside the window of the lounge hanger of the Autobot NEST base to where two mechs were standing in the corner watching me.
Yes, while they were just my friends, I was one of the rare female bots. The only others on Earth were my mom: Elita One and my best friend: Chromia, so their mech behavior didn't surprise me.
However they may stare though, Sideswipe and Sunstreaker never made a "move" on me. You see, my father is Optimus Prime. Not only could he kick them in the aft if he knew they liked me, but I could also mess up their faces!
I was the most powerful Autobots' daughter, making me the future strongest bot and leader, being a Prime and all. Not that I would hurt anyone on purpose.
Finally their stares became too much for me to handle. I quickly turned around and yelled playfully, "Hey! Can you two mechs give a femme some privacy! Come on! I can feel your presence over there in the corner!"
As I made my way over to them Sideswipe said, "I guess we didn't want to disturb you Arcee, you being an all mighty Prime and all!"
"Yeah Arcee," Sunstreaker added, "If we made you mad you could unleash your 'special power' on us or something!"
"Oh that's a load of scrap!" I responded, knowing that they were just teasing me about my status as an Autobot.
"Yeah that may be so, but we are scared of your father…and mother for that matter," they pointed out.
It was true! My mom had her special power, I had yet to discover mine, and my dad had the Matrix of Leadership, which I had yet to inherit. Right now I was just a regular femme, even though my status was high. Optimus, however, often told me I was the most beautiful femme (next to his spark mate, Elita One) he had ever seen and his pride and joy, which meant a lot coming from him of all bots!
I was a color of purple just a little darker than lavender. I had a few blue parts to outline my body, and my surprisingly super bright blue optics. I transformed into souped up Ducati 848, but was getting an upgrade soon. Besides a new vehicle form, another part of my upcoming upgrade was face shields for battle. I didn't have any now so Optimus never let me out that much. Anyway he wasn't the only one to call me pretty, which always made me feel as if I had just gotten a new paint job every time!
It was a beautiful morning. The sun had just started to peak over our NEST base, painting the sky extravagant colors of pink and orange, when my daily routine of watching the sunrise was disturbed by my two friends.
Having the unexpected company didn't bother me. However Sides and Streaker decided to make it up to me by accepting my challenge to a game of basketball, even though they knew that they were going to lose.
I had inherited Optimus' mad skills at slam dunking, and just playing the game in general.
The way we played it, however, was just a little different than the human form of basketball because to make it fairer and easier for us, we made a few cybernetic improvements to the game.
"And the winner is…ARCEE," I yelled happily in the two mechs' faces
"Two against one and we still cannot win," they sulked.
By this time the other mechs plus Chromia had shown up to watch and were challenging me to more games when my father walked in.
"Airreon Prime One," he said my full name in his low morning voice, "What have we told you about showing off?" he scolded with a grin, sitting down to drink his morning energon.
"Good morning to you too Dad," I answered.
A few of the more mature bots stood straight up and addressed my Dad by nodding and saying "sir" when he had walked by, while others, like Ironhide, just threw the ball at me and said, "Are we going to play or what?"
"Go easy on him," Optimus said, smirking at his old friend, Ironhide.
Chromia cheered wildly, but I don't know who for. I was her best friend, but she really liked Ironhide, so either way she would be happy with the outcome of the game.
It was a close game that lasted about one mega cycle. Ironhide was the 3rd best Basketball player following Optimus and I. Considering it was morning and I wasn't on my A game so I only won by one point.
At that point the day had just started and I was about to wrap things up when I saw Bumblebee!
Bumblebee was the cutest most sweet and courageous bot there was.
From his big muscles and blue eyes to his muscle car form, he was all around amazing!
Nobody knew that I had a metal attraction for the young bot.
I was afraid that the others would disapprove.
The bots joked around with him calling him Bumblebeeps because of his speaking issues or 'the messenger' because of his job as a scout. Bee was much more than that to me.
Thankfully the others failed to notice how I thought more about him. Bots considered him too young and inexperienced to know how to attract a femme.
"Hey Bee," I called prancing over to him waving my servo at him.
"How are you…..Airreon," he managed to spit out through the radio and some of his own voice I found so cute, but overly formal today.
"Good. Would you want to play one last game with me?" I asked spinning the ball on my finger looping it over my shoulder plates to my other servo.
He started to nod and beep out a few things when my father called him over.
"Bumblebee I have a task for you," he started in, not noticing the agitation on my face. "Sam keeps calling and wants you to come visit him, but I also have a need for the boy, so if you could bring him to the base, and his girlfriend if he so chooses, I would be very thankful."
Bumblebee nodded when he noticed me still standing there. He shrugged before using his radio to piece together, "maybe…..some…other time" Then he turned to leave.
"Aww Dad! Can I go to? PLEASE," I begged.
"No Airreon. You have warrior training with Ironhide and Medical training with Ratchet. Besides, we have been picking up more Decepticon signals lately, it is much too dangerous for you at this point in time," he said.
"I never get to go anywhere," I sulked away when Chromia came to my side.
"It's okay. We can do some fun stuff together today. He is just trying to protect you….nice job on the game by the way," she stated trying to cheer me up.
Today was going to be a long day.
Third Person Point of View
Optimus Prime sighed at his daughter's disappointment when his spark mate, Elita One, came up and sat next to him. He quickly pulled her into his body, enjoying how they fit perfectly together, considering their matching schematics.
"You know you cannot always keep her here. You will eventually have to come to terms that she will not be our once little sparkling like she once was. She is more than that," Elita pointed out sweetly.
"I know, but to me; she will always be my little sparkling," Optimus responded.
Things had just started to look up in Optimus' life. Decepticon activity was at a minimum with their master being so badly injured and now he finally had a family. He didn't want to lose this. He didn't want to lose them in his life. Not again.
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