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Chapter Five: Getting to know you

Optimus didn’t understand it. How did Sentinel Prime manage to capture Sunstorm? It was unbelievable that he managed to find one before him, since Sentinel never did do so hot in tracking back in the academy. But to actually take one on with no team effort, even if it was one Decepticon, it should not have been possible.

He was not the only one to think that. He noticed that Jazz and Prowl had a hard time believing that Sentinel would be able to achieve this act.

“Oh Bulkhead, did you see Sa……..?” Bulkhead drove right past him and ran into the base and into Ratchet’s office. He was shouting something out that was ended with a few minutes of silence.

Bumblebee was no longer focused on the game and was now staring at Ratchet’s door, insulted. “What, no ‘hello’? No ‘how’s the game going, little buddy?’” Bumblebee was surprised by Bulkhead’s behavior. How Rude!

Optimus blinked when he noticed that Bumblebee had gone back to playing video games despite the fact that he kept telling the bot to monitor the security in case of another attack by Wasp. Maybe he was distracted because he missed Sari. It had been days since they last saw her.

Optimus smiled gently at the youngest Autobot. “Why don’t you take a break if you’re distracted? I think Sari might need company……..” stopped talking when Bumblebee suddenly gave them a glare that would have off-lined Megatron on the spot.

“Why the fragging slag is everyone asking if I want to see Sari lately? Can’t we go one day without visiting her or putting her in danger? Besides, unless we need an upgrade or someone is injured beyond Ratchet’s skills, there’s no reason to call her. Let the kid rest and LET ME BE!!!” Bumblebee put more volume to the game and ignored everyone else as he focused on beating up the bad guy in the Boss level. The Autobots looked at one another as they tried to understand the sudden hostility. Bulkhead was also shocked by his friend’s aggressive attitude as he walked back out.

“You think I jumbled something when I hit him?” Bulkhead asked when he remembered that he hit Bumblebee pretty hard when he thought he was Wasp in disguise.

“Either that, or Bumblebee truly doesn’t want to see Sari.” Optimus awed at the venom in Bumble’s vocal processors. He hoped Bumblebee didn’t suddenly resent and hate Sari. The last thing she needed now was to lose one of her first and closest friends.

“Uuuuhhh, You mind snapping Ratchet out of his system crash for me?” Bulkhead asked Optimus as he rubbed the back of his head.

“System’s crash? What happened?” Ratchet was a tough bot that had survived and fought in the first war. It would take a heck of a lot to blow his fuses like that.

“Oh I just told him that Sari is on a date.” Bulkhead stated with a scowl. This still didn’t sit well with his processors. Prowl suddenly lost his balance and nearly fell on his face if Jazz hadn’t caught him.

“Oh, is that all?” Optimus walked calmly towards Ratchet’s office.

Jazz blinked as Prowl sighed and said. “Wait a while; it will hit him any minute.”

They heard the sound of Optimus’ calm footsteps as he headed down the hallway where Ratchet was. Then they heard the footsteps stop. After that brief pause, it was followed by running footsteps that got louder until Optimus came back with a stupefied expression.

“SHE’S WHAT?!!!!!” Optimus bellowed. Little Sari was seeing boys? The girl who last week said that boys were icky? That Sari? His little charge?

“Dating. A guy. And when she’s supposed to be resting. I told Ratchet that and he just stood there with a serene look on his face. I poked him and waved my hand a few times in front of him and he still didn’t move.” Bulkhead stated as casually as he prepared to see if there were more parts to use for the space bridge.

No one noticed that Bumblebee had suddenly stopped playing the game and was staring ahead with an incredulous expression. A few minutes later he snapped out of it and went back playing, but a murderous expression was stuck on his faceplates and he was pressing the buttons a later harder then he should.

Optimus still looked stunned; then like a zombie, went to Ratchet’s office to fix the veteran. Optimus was stunned to notice that Ratchet with a serene look in his faceplates. His optics were online but were devoid of life. His entire body seemed eerily still.

There were days when Optimus felt that Primus had a personal vendetta against him and that he purposely found ways to make Optimus’ life more stressful. It was true; he had grown protective of the little one in an almost fatherly figure. Sari was a big help and while he underestimated her sometimes, he was all too aware how fragile she was. She could easily be killed by the Decepticons, something that he would never forgive himself for if that happened.

Before her upgrade, he had to worry about her getting hurt from her need to join in Decepticon fights and humans kidnapping her to use against them.

He realized that now, they were the least of his worries.

Dating? She was dating a boy? What if the boy turned out to be harmful? What if it was a Deceoticon human ally leading her into a trap? What if he hurt her feelings? Or forced her into doing something she didn’t want? What if he was one of those obsessive stalkers that he had seen in some movies that Bumblebee rented that wanted to keep Sari in a nice little golden cage and keep her as an exotic pet?..... Okay, maybe he was over thinking this, but it could happen!

So many questions and scenarios played in his head and not all of them were good.

Optimus reached forward and hit Ratchet in the back of his head. Not exactly medically advisable, but it normally worked. Ratchet lost the serene look in his eyes and looked for the entire world angry enough to take on Megatron himself.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SARI’S ON A DATE WITH A BOY SHE JUST MET?!!!!” Ratchet’s voice could be heard all over New Detroit.

This was one of those days.

OoooOoooO

Sari marveled at Wasp’s ship as she looked around and explored. It was much cooler then the Ark ship. It was shaped like a green pyramid on the outside and on the inside, the entire room was green. Wasp watched as she explored the base. He smiled at her inquisitive nature and could not help but find it cute. Usually, he had no patience for beings that had no knowledge to technology that even the most simple-minded protoform would know about.

But then, Sari was from a planet that didn’t have that kind of technology, so that was forgivable.

Sari was entranced by the rooms. She had only been in the Arc a few times. But the arc did not have the same technology that she was looking at. It seemed a bit run down and if she hadn’t known that it was a super huge transformer ship, she would have thought it was a piece of junk and no wonder they crashed landed.

The main room and the medic area had technology that her dad would kill to have. Maybe when her dad comes back, she could take him on a tour here. It might help the slightly strained relationship and really give her some quality Father-daughter moments. Sari was about to go a closed room when Wasp stopped her.

“Not that room!” he shouted as he pulled her back.

“Huh?” Was it just her, or did his eyes glow brighter than usual.

“Very dangerous. Wasp has all sorts of junks in this room. Wasp not want Sari hurt.” Wasp answered with a serious expression.

“Oh. Okay.” Sari accepted this. Maybe it was a weapon’s room. She instead walked to where the recreation room was.

Wasp sighed through his ventilators. He did not want to tell Sari that he stole a ship that still had a crew in it. He most definitely didn’t want Sari to see what he had to do to them in order to get that ship to himself.

OoooOoooO

The assassins had searched the entire city for a red headed teenage Indian girl. From what they had picked up from the city gossip, one of the new Autobots had shown up. From what they heard, Sari was seen with him and was apparently dating him.

Considering that she was machine herself, this was not surprising.

“She’ll have to come back eventually. Find her and complete the mission.” One of them stated in the dark. They all activated their cloakers and ran off to different directions.

OoooOoooO

At the recreation hall, the couple were sitting on the floor in a form of a picnic as Sari eat her fast food that she ordered while Wasp had a bowl full of cube energon and a tank of oil. Sari had wanted them to eat in a restaurant, but they didn’t serve Transformers apparently.

Sari was chewing her hamburger and drinking her milkshake while Wasp was watching her intensively. He liked watching her chew her food. Especially when she had such a cute little mouth. The look of delight on eating her favorite food made her look so adorable, so delectable,……. So kissable. Wasp’s glossa unknowingly slipped out of his mouth to lick his lip plates.

‘So cute. I can’t believe that anyone would want to hurt her. The Decepticons are truly heartless creatures to want to destroy such perfect creatures as herself.’

Sari noticed that Wasp was staring at her again. She looked away and tried not to feel awkward. She straightened her shoulders, sat up straight and chewed slower, trying not to do anything embarrassing. But no matter what she did, Wasp was still keeping a steady gaze on her and it continued to make her feel self-conscious.

She wondered if this was how Megatron feels whenever Lugnut stares at him like that.

‘Why does he always look at me like that? Am I hideous or something? Then again, I am human, well part human. That must be disgusting to him. But then, he asked me out, why would he do that if he thought I wasn’t disgusting?’

She closed her eyes and bit her lip. ‘Maybe he felt sorry for me. After all, I was crying when he first saw me?’

“Sari, is Sari okay?” Wasp asked, having watched her go from cheerful to uncomfortable to sad in a matter of seconds. Were all humans so emotional?

“What? Oh yeah, I feel great.” She could see that Wasp didn’t believe her but didn’t push for answers.

“So Wasp, how come your optics are violet?” Sari asked without thinking. She wondered why he did not have any of the trademark red or blue optics. The only other person who had different optics was Swindle. But then, she didn’t really see him as a Decepticon. He seemed more of the type to make money and sell it to the highest bidder, be they Autobot or Decepticon.

She highly doubted Wasp was a salesman or even interested in a trade.

Wasp looked at her and narrowed his optics for a bit from the question, before he schooled his features to a blank face. Sari didn’t know the significance of his eyes so he would not hold it against her.

“This just reminder that Wasp is not an Autobot anymore. Optics remind Wasp what Wasp has become and that Wasp is no longer the same Wasp as before.” Wasp answered as he twirled the barrel of oil in his hands.

“Really? Sorry for bringing it up.” Sari looked guilty. Of course she didn’t know anything about him. Sari was sure that whatever happened to him must have been bad, as whenever she looked in his optics, there was always something eerie about them. Not just his color. Beneath the obvious affection for her that she sees, his eyes kind of reminded her of Blitzwing, whenever he showed his pumpkin face.

Wasp shrugged and gulped down the oil. He had to admit something about Earth; it made the most delicious oil in this side of the galaxy.

Maybe it wasn’t so evil after all.

“This type of oil is nice, what is it?” he asked as he took a large gulp.

“Huh, oh, it’s fossil fuel. It’s from dead dinosaurs from centuries ago.” Sari answered as she slurped her milkshake.

Wasp spat out his drink and coughed out the remaining oil that he could still taste.

Earth was evil and disgusting.

Wasp glared at her as if it were her fault earth was out to harm him. Sari tried to hide her grin. Changing the subject, Sari decided to ask the next question. “So, were you ever part of the elite?”

This proved to be a far worse question to ask because of the way his optics darkened and the snarling scowl on him deepened. But he calmed down when he saw he was scaring Sari again.

“Wasp was an officer, never made it to the elites, though. Wasp wanted so much to be, but apparently Fate decided to curse Wasp with bad luck.”

‘And that bad luck started when I met Bumble Bot. I swear to Primus I’ll make him wish he had never been sparked.’

Sari gulped. Clearly Wasp’s time on Cybertron was not something he wanted to discuss. Why was it every time she asked any Autobot about their past they gave her vague answers or ignored her all together?

Was Cybertron that horrible a place, even without Decepticons on it to cause trouble?

“It’s all that Bumbler’s fault!!” Wasp snarled suddenly. Being reminded of his past was getting him angrier by the second.

Sari blinked. “Bumbler?”

“When Wasp was training in academy, Sentinel-bot was Wasp’s trainer at time and Wasp remembers that one Bumbler in particular often got into trouble because of him, always do things that give extra punishment on Wasp and always bother Wasp by trying to be Wasp’s friend. That Bot can’t stop being stupid for one nano-klik. Stupid Bumbler!” Sari giggled. That Bumbler sounded like a real class act. But something that he said triggered her processors.

“Sentinel Prime was your drill sergeant? Bet that was fun!” Sari commented as she raised an eyebrow.

Wasp snarled, causing Sari to jump. He still could not believe that Sentinel Minor had been promoted to Prime! What kind of fragging Empties would promote that imbecile to be part of the Elite, and second in command of Magnus no less? Clearly, he lucked out in not being part of the Elite Guards if it meant taking orders from fools like that.

“Can I ask you another question?” Sari asked shyly.

“Does question involve Wasp’s past?” Wasp coldly asked as he shoved some of the energon down his mouth. The good feelings that he had were now becoming numb. Memories of the stockades and his unlimited hatred for Bumble-bot were flowing in his circuits like electricity.

“No, just the present.” Sari said, warily. She could see that her questioning was really starting to torque him. She was feeling awkward and uncomfortable now since Wasp seemed not too impressed with her inquiries.

‘Wonder if the guys feel the same way with my questions?’ she thought as she picked her pie. She knew that they had a past, but they rarely talk about it. At least, not with her.

“Shoot, then.” Wasp allowed as he chewed his energon. The next question, however, took him completely by surprise.

“Why did you ask me on a date?” that had been lingering in her mind all day and she wanted to know why a strange Cybertronian who was new to earth would ask a seemingly human girl on a date.

Wasp nearly choked on his energon. He now preferred the last other questions, at least those were easier than this.

“Uuuummm, well, Wasp wanted to. Wasp can date whomever Wasp wants, be they human or Cybertronian. Wasp not picky.” Wasp answered, stuttering. He felt like smacking himself. ‘Great, now she thinks I’m just a desperate mech looking for any form of female companionship.’

“So, are humans attractive to you or something?” Sari asked cautiously. At least this guy wasn’t a jerk like Sentinel Prime.

The question caught Wasp so off guard that he answered faster than he could think.

“No, Wasp normally thinks that organics are disgusting and unattractive, not too impressive or intelligent.”

Sari’s eyes widened as she dropped her fork. She looked at Wasp with pain-filled tears in her eyes as she abruptly stood up and ran, transforming as she did so, not noticing that her helmet and armor now matched the color of her dress. It took Wasp three seconds to realize what he just said before he leapt after her and grabbed her around her waist, lifting her to his face.

“Wait!” ‘Slag, I’m really screwing things up. Why did I say that? This is something Bumble-bot would do!’

Removing her face mask, Sari glared at him through her tears. Considering what has happened to her for the past weeks, she was starting to get sensitive about her species and looks. “No, you said enough! You think I’m unattractive, disgusting, stupid and unimpressive! So let’s just drop this date and let me leave.” Sari yelled. She really wanted to blast him with her energy, but Wasp was holding her arms down with his digits. Wasp’s optics flared with a touch of insanity and a potent amount of fear of losing Sari. His spark pulsed rapidly in pain at the harm he had done to the girl. With a burst of energy, Sari broke free of his hand and started to skate towards the woods. Wasp tried to run after her.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” She shouted as she tried to leave only to hear a scream of turmoil. She turned around and spotted Wasp on his hands and knees looking for like he was about to lose everything.

“PLEASE SARI, DON’T LEAVE WASP!!!” Wasp sounded frighteningly desperate and his ventilation was giving off the impression that he was hyperventilating. Sari looked at him in shock, not noticing that the tears in her eyes were glowing as blue as her eyes and ruining her mascara. It pained Wasp that he was the cause of those tears. Reluctantly, she skated back to him and transformed back into her civilian form.

“So, what did you mean back there?” Sari asked coolly with her arms crossed and a small frown on her face.

“What Wasp mean is, that Wasp doesn’t normally find humans attractive. Wasp grew up thinking Organics were disgusting, dangerous and inferior. Wasp may not have known much about organics personally, but Wasp spent whole life thinking that. And Wasp does not think Sari is unattractive and disgusting. In fact,” Wasp caressed Sari’s face with his thumb. “Wasp thinks that Sari is far prettier than even the femmes of Cybertron.”

Sari’s eyebrows shot up at Wasp as he said that. “You really mean that? You’re not just saying that to make me feel better.”

Wasp picked up Sari and pulled her close to his face and nuzzled her. “Wasp means every word. Sari is so pretty, nice, fun, sweet yet sassy, with courage and determination of an Autobot Elite. What bot wouldn’t fall in love for someone like Sari?” Wasp stated, once again, inwardly flinching that he was being so honest and open with her.

“Sentinel wouldn’t.” Sari pointed out. She was blushing as red as a tomato. How could Wasp not see her as an obsolete freak?

“Sentinel-bot not count. Both Sari and Wasp know that Sentinel-bot is a fool.” Wasp grinned. Sari laughed at that, causing Wasp to broaden his grin. Good, she stopped crying.

Sari was still not smiling. “How can you possibly think I’m pretty? Aren’t organics normally weird looking to your species?”

“Wasp thought Sari was special when Wasp first saw Sari. Wasp normally ignore organics or even shoot at them if they bother Wasp. But Wasp felt drawn to Sari when Wasp first saw Sari.”

Sari curled up on his chest, her small hands on his mouth guard as she lowered it down.

“Can we talk about each other now?” she asked with big blue eyes. Wasp sighed and gave her s small nod. He might as well stop being vague. He and Sari should get to know each other. Nearly two hours later, they spent talking about their pasts and demons. Sari had told him about her life when the Autobots showed up, while Wasp told her about his years at the academy and in Kaon. Telling Sari about his prison life had been the most difficult thing he had ever done. Luckily, the spark connection was making being honest with her a bit easy, although he made sure not to go into too much detail on what he went through in prison. Wasp laid close near a tree as he listened to Sari spill her guts out next.

“And that’s when I woke up in the Medic bay.” Sari finished with a sigh.

Wasp rubbed Sari’s back. That was so sad! He was not the sentimental bot nor did he sympathize easily from sob stories. But hearing Sari’s life was just…………… words couldn’t describe what had happened. He could not imagine waking up one day and learning that there was no evidence that he ever existed, or be kicked out of his childhood home by a power hungry businessman; then to learn that his creator was hiding a large secret from him. Poor Sari, to make things worse, she had recently found out that she wasn’t entirely human. While her relationship with her father was fixed, Sari found that being part Cybertornian was not all that fun when she forced the upgrade. Wasp will admit that nothing made him happier to learn that Sari almost killed Bumblebee, but he could see that Sari was tearing herself apart for it. It had been plaguing her ever since she managed to control herself.

“Wasp sorry this happen to Sari. Sari deserves to be happy, not to be treated like trash. Wasp also sorry that Sari had suffered from Powell. Does Sari want Wasp to kill Powell?” He asked as he rubbed her back comfortingly.

Sari giggled. “I’ll think about it.” Sari joked, not knowing how deathly serious Wasp was.

“Besides, my life isn’t nearly as bad as yours, Wasp. I can’t believe that no one defended you or helped you! You must have been so alone.” Hearing Wasp’s story about his betrayal by all his friends and family as well as his incarceration by ‘that slagging, fragging glitch for processors Bumbler’ was astonishing. They just arrested him and sent him away? They didn’t even see that he got a fair trial! And the prisons sounded terrible. She knew prisons were bad and where bad guys go, but she could not imagine an innocent person being sent there. She also had the feeling that Wasp wasn’t being totally honest in what had happened to him in prison.

The rest of the time was in silence as they allowed their presence to keep them happy. Wasp could feel Sari’s spark through his connection sooth his rage while Sari felt her guilt and misery just melt away. Sari glanced at Wasp as she realized that his mouth guard was off his face. It occurred to her that this date was nearly coming to an end and she still had not gotten her first kiss.

“Ummmmm, Wasp?” She licked her dry lips nervously. Her spark was pulsing faster than her human heart could ever hope to keep up.

“Yez?” Wasp lovingly asked as he eyed the human that was looking at his lips.

“You really think I’m beautiful?” she asked as she batted her eyelashes.

“Wasp thinks Sari is gorgeous.” Wasp uttered, not even wincing on how open he was being to Sari.

“Well, then, you won’t mind if I do THIS!!!” Sari suddenly jumped off his chest and landed on his face. Wasp nearly jumped at the attack.

“Sari, what are…………..?” Her next action caught him completely off guard. Sari reached Wasp’s lips and planted her lips on his.

OoooOoooO

“TOTAL KNOCKOUT!! GAME OVER!!!” the video game on screen shouted to Bumblebee. Bumblebee just stared ahead. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly had the urge to shoot something. Something was happening out there and he had the feeling that it involved Sari. As he contemplated this, he found himself over hearing a conversation to his left.

“How the frell did that idiot capture a Decepticon without back up?” Ratchet demanded to know. He had been told of Sunstorm’s capture in order to stop him from further ranting about Sari and was now stunned about Sentinel Prime’s so called accomplishment. Something was rotten about this! Sentinel Prime has never shown any skill in taking on Decepticon one on one. Heck, it wasn’t possible to do that! It would take a squad to take only one on. Only Ultra Magnus could achieve that.

“I still find that hard to believe myself.” Optimus agreed as he looked at Sentinel Prime suspiciously. He and Sentinel had trained together. He knew how good he was and his weakness. No! There was no way he could have taken out a Decepticon all by himself anymore then he could.

“I’M STANDING RIGHT HERE!!!” Sentinel Prime shouted. They should be worshipping the ground he walked on, even if it was dirty and dusty. Sentinel Prime glared at his former friend. “Oh come on, you’re just jealous that I caught a Decepticon before any of you could. Is it really that hard to believe that I caught a Decepticon all by myself?”

“YES!!!!!” Optimus, Prowl, Ratchet and Bulkhead shouted. Bumblebee also contributed but it wasn’t as loud and it was a bit absent-minded as he was still focused on his games. Sentinel looked like he was about to throw a tantrum when Jazz intervened.

“Chill, cats! Shouldn’t we be worried about those Decepticons still on the loose?” Jazz pointed out, trying to defuse what could be a potential melee fight.

“I’m more worried about this date that Sari is on.” Ratchet stated, not noticing the homicidal glare on Bumblebee’s face had returned. “She still hasn’t come back home. I tried calling her, but her cell phone has probably been left at home. Her secretary stated she still hasn’t come home yet and hasn’t called either.” Ratchet was getting frustrated and a bit worried. Where was she? Was she hurt? Was the boy forcing her into something? Was the reason she jumped at the chance to go with this boy was because she was lonely?

“Let’s not panic! I’m sure it’s just an innocent evening with her. Perhaps she’s not on a date; maybe she is simply giving a boy a tour as she said to the secretary?” Prowl logically stated. He hoped that that was the case. He loved Sari like she was his own youngling. While she was capable of handling herself, he could not help but worry.

Ratchet didn’t buy it. “Suppose this kid takes advantage of her? Or forces her into a human version of an interface?” Ratchet shouted out his worries. He cared for the girl even when he didn’t show it. He was also to aware of the dangers that an innocent girl like Sari can go through when she looked so attractive to the human eye. In fact, many mechs on Cybertron might even find her attractive.

Bulkhead noted that Bumblebee was now growling. Maybe he was having a bad day on video games.

“Did anyone ever explain to Sari what interfacing is?” Optimus asked as he gave a look at Ratchet. Ratchet immediately caught the look.

“Oh Primus no! I have no intention of explaining to Sari anything of that nature. If you think she should learn it, you explain it to her.” Ratchet shouted. Arcee would normally be the one that would teach people that kind of thing. He had little patience for teaching or explaining to protoforms; protoforms with so many questions and neediness as well as inquisitive nature drove his very little tolerance level off the edge.

If it were scientifically possible, Optimus would be blushing as red as his armor right about now.

“I can’t teach her something like that. I never even took a program on that particular aspect of our species, never mind explaining it to a youngling.” Optimus shouted as he waved his hands.

“Yeah, you’re a virgin, we know. That’s old news, Optimus. And why are we talking about some stupid organic brat when we should be looking for……………….” Sentinel Prime noticed the glares thrown his way when he said that. Even Prowl looked like he was about to throw his ninja stars at him.

“There’s more to Sari then you think. She is our charge and we must protect her, even from herself. I’m sorry that you can’t understand that, but I must advise you not to insult her in front of us again. I know you hate organic beings, but Sari is special to us.” Optimus calmly stated. Sentinel was about to retort on that when he noticed that Optimus had his axe out and was clenching and unclenching it with his servos. Sentinel recognized that habit as a warning that Optimus was reaching the end of his exceedingly high tolerance level and was about to use that axe on the next big-mouth. Sentinel Prime nodded his head and held his glossa.

Despite popular beliefs, Sentinel Prime was not that stupid.

OoooOoooO

Sari opened her eyes and shut them at the bright light from the moon. When she opened them again, she noticed Wasp looking down at her, anxiously.

“Is Sari okay, nothing broken?” Wasp asked as he leaned down to her level.

“Yeah, I’m fine Wasp. What happened?” Sari asked as her whole body was tingling and she felt great.

Wasp rubbed his helm sheepishly. “Wasp should have warned Sari that when Cybertronians kiss, they release spark energy. The energy is exchanged between them.” Wasp explained, embarrassingly. He had forgotten that Sari was mostly human and her skin might not be able to handle it. He had to admit her kisses were powerful as well; he had been zapped with energy powerful enough to nearly knock him out.

Sari blinked. She was sure her hair was standing on edge and that her skin was tingling like mad. But other than that, she felt warm and energized. Grinning, she stood up and lifted her arms up towards Wasp. Wasp took the hint and picked Sari up.

“Can we do it again! That was great!” Sari grinned wide, showing all her teeth. She could still feel the tingleness from Wasp’s lips. ‘I wonder if that’s what love feels like?’

Wasp’s mouth dropped. One would think Sari would be at least upset that her first kiss was ruined and that she had been knocked unconscious.

“Sari not mad?” Wasp asked as he looked for any sign of aggravation on her.

“Are you kidding me? Your kiss packs a punch! That was the best kiss I ever had, even though it was my first!” She squealed as she tried to reach his face for another kiss.

Wasp stared at her before he grinned arrogantly. ‘Well, what do ya know, I still got it! And I wasn’t even trying either. If she thinks that was good, wait until I pack more power in it.’

“Okay, Sari want it, Sari got it!” Wasp huskily spoke as he leaned forward to his date.

Sari cheered and eagerly started to kiss Wasp again. They spent the next fifteen minutes doing nothing but kissing.

OoooOoooO

“Now isn’t that just cute?” A voice mused as it witnessed the strange make-out session from behind the woods. “Disgusting, but cute.”

She had originally come here to see if she could steal anything from the Elite ship, until she spotted the strange sight of a techno-organic like herself. She curiously followed her and watched her reveal herself as Sari Sumdac. After listening to the techno-human and the dangerously unstable former Autobot spill their guts out; she was about to leave when Sari decided to be very bold.

She idly wondered if she could sneak a kiss or two to Optimus when she drops by his base next time.

The four-eyed strange being watched for a few minutes before she transformed and scuttled off on her eight legs. She had gotten what she wanted from the wreckage in the former Decepticon base, and after her little stop watching two freak-Os become affectionate, she decided to leave.

She had a plan now and it now involved Wasp.

“Too bad I gotta break up the love birds to do it.” She said. “But hey, sacrifices have to be made for science.”

OoooOoooO

Sari gasped as she fell on the palm of Wasp’s palm, out of breath from her kissing. Wasp’s was also trying to get his circuits to cool down from making out with Sari. He looked down at the flushed young lady and smiled at the sweet look of bliss in her eyes.

“Wow.” She whispered. She felt the heat on her face, signifying to her that she was blushing. Wasp’s optics were glowing with pleasure and he had a slightly silly grin. He grabbed Sari and placed her on his chest, Sari returned the favor by hugging him.

“Yeah, wow.” Wasp agreed as he was hugging her body to him. To him, the scene could not have been more perfect. Sari was in his arms at last! Perhaps convincing Sari to stay by his side will not be so hard.

“Does that mean I’m your girlfriend now?” She asked while blushing. Wasp simply chuckled at that.

‘She’s so cute.’ He thought as he ran a finger up and down her back. They stayed like that for a while before Sari pushed herself off him and looked at him with tired eyes.

“I need to go home. It’s midnight and I’m kinda sleepy.” She yawned. She gave him one last kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned to leave, pouting slightly when it started to rain again. It looks like she would have to call a taxi again. She failed to see the growing panic and hysteria on Wasp.

“SARI, WAIT!!!”

Sari paused and looked at Wasp. He seemed very distraught at the moment. Wasp considered picking her up again to prevent her from leaving, but decided that it would only frighten her. He calmed himself somewhat and spoke.

“Wasp don’t want to be alone tonight, or any other night. Wasp hate being alone, been alone for so long. Can Sari stay the night?” Wasp didn’t care how desperate he sounded; he would rather die than feel isolation again.

“What?” Sari was surprised by this declaration. She barely knew this mech and he wanted her to stay in his place? Annoyed, Sari turned around and was about to tell him off. She did not have sleepovers in stranger’s places even if it was her new boyfriend. She somehow had the feeling that it was just not done.

But Wasp’s next words softened her heart/spark away.

“Please Sari. Wasp was locked up for fifty steller-cycles with no one but Decepticons, traitors, and torturers for company. Wasp suffers from nightmares, fears and Wasp has no one to talk to. All of Wasp’s friends leave, Wasp’s Family hate Wasp and not help Wasp get out of stockades. Wasp lose everything Wasp ever loved; Sari only friend now, possibly even a family member to Wasp. Wasp doesn’t want to be alone ever again; Wasp sick of being alone. Can Sari please stay the night? Wasp promise to be on best behavior……. Please?” Wasp exclaimed out as he got on his hands and knees. He wanted Sari here; to remind him that he was still alive, that he wasn’t in the stockades, that he was free, that he was loved and cherished.

It was official: He was now irrevocably in love with her.

Sari tried to stop her tears from flowing as she listened to this. Poor Wasp; no one deserved that! He really did need her. Reaching forward, she wrapped her tiny arms all around his neck as she comforted him. Wasp stiffened, before he wrapped his hands on her and held her as close as possible without crushing her.

“It’s okay, Waspy. It’s okay.” She soothed as she caressed his neck.

“Please Sari.” Wasp begged again, feeling his emotions overwhelming him.

Sari kissed him lightly on the neck. “Well, Dad’s not home and no one is expecting me to be home. So why not?” She would not allow Wasp to be all by himself when he was in so much turmoil. It wouldn’t be right.

Wasp hugged her close to him. “Thank you Sari. Sari has no idea how much this means to Wasp. Wasp has been alone for so long that Wasp often thought of killing Wasp.” He shuddered as he hugged her tightly. There had been moments in his life when he considered taking his own life. It was only the promise he made to himself on getting vengeance on Bumblebee that allowed him to continue to function.

The thought of Wasp trying to kill himself made Sari tighten her hug. ‘Poor Wasp! He really needs friends. I guess that will be me. Maybe I’ll introduce him to the others when he’s up for it.’

Wasp carried Sari back into his ship, cradling her like a little youngling. As they passed several rooms, Sari took note that there were several areas that held berths, which means that this ship was for more than one person. She was too tired to wonder why Wasp would own a ship that was meant to house so many mechs if it was just him.

Entering his room, Wasp placed Sari down and pulled out an armful of rags from a drawer and made a small nest out of them before placing Sari there. He then climbed into his berth and attempted to recharge, his scanners on high alert to insure that Sari was still in the same room.

Sari blinked as she watched Wasp make himself comfortable on his berth. Smiling, she climbed out of her makeshift bed and headed straight towards Wasp’s berth. Sari climbed on the berth and rested on Wasp’s chest, where his spark rested. She could feel its warm pulse as well as the energy practically pouring out from him. As she made herself comfortable, she didn’t notice Wasp stare at the ceiling with his optics getting wider and wider until it covered his face.

To Sari, there was really no big deal about sleeping in the same berth with a Cybertronian. She used to sleep with the Autobots all the time when she lived with them. Whenever she had a nightmare or was lonely, she would sleep with either Prowl or Bumblebee. Optimus was always nervous whenever she slept with him. Bulkhead wouldn’t recharge at all. He would always lie perfectly still, afraid that one twitch would get her killed. He was always so self-conscious around her because of his size. She, one time, snuck in Ratchet’s room. When Ratchet woke up to find a tiny human sleeping on his chest plate, he threw a fit………… and then threw her out of his room. Good thing Prowl was walking by and just managed to catch her.

“Good night, Wasp.”

She wondered what the others would say if they saw her here, with a stranger and spending the night there? Most likely they’d lecture her on the dangers of talking to strangers and not letting them meet him first.

‘I’ll speak to them tomorrow.’ She vowed. ‘Besides, I’m helping a friend. They can’t yell at me for that.’ She closed her eyes and fell gently to sleep.

Wasp stared at the ceiling as his mind started to go overdrive. Sari was with him, she was on his bed….. No! She was lying right on top of his spark chamber. He considered opening the chamber and merging with her then and there, but he immediately stomped at that idea. There was no way he was going to force himself on Sari. He may be a jerk as he is often described by his many victims on Cybertron, including Bumblebee, but he would like to think that he was better than a Decepticon.

Besides, according to the computer, spark-merging can only exist if both participants are willing. It cannot work when one of them was struggling. It can even be fatal for both of them and result in the extinguishing of both sparks.

Sari suddenly sat up as she remembered something, startling Wasp out of his thoughts.

“Hey Wasp, Do you have a phone somewhere?”

OoooOoooO

Bulkhead’s optics glowed in excitement as he received a call. “That was the secretary. She said that Sari just called in.” Bulkhead looked relieved that Sari was okay enough to call her home.

“When is she coming home?” Optimus asked fretfully.

Bulkhead’s mouth dropped. “She isn’t. She called in to say she’s having a sleepover with her new boyfriend.”

Optimus’mouth dropped; Ratchet swore and looked like he would go on a murderous rampage; Jazz had to keep Prowl from running down the streets to look for Sari (and if possible, kill her boyfriend.) Sentinel Prime was still trying to wonder on the significance of a little human while the jet twins were giggling like school girls.

As for Bumblebee…………

A crunching sound can be heard. They all turned to see Bumblebee crush the game into tiny little pieces in his hands. Bee stared at the game with a vicious look in his optics and a dark scowl. If the Decepticons showed up now, they would beat a hasty retreat at the look on Bumblebee’s expression.

“Well, I’m officially bored of video games. Ol’ Ratchet had the right idea: I’m hitting the sack early.” He stated calmly as he walked out of the room. As soon as his room closed, an uncomfortable silence reigned the room.

“He scary, Sentinel Prime sir.” Jetfire commented as he hugged Jetstorm. That was the only time they had ever seen Bumblebee so angry. The bot was normally so cheerful and happy.

“He’s just a kid, nothing scary about him.” Sentinel choked out in a voice smaller than he wanted.

“Then do you mind not hiding behind me?” Ratchet snapped, annoyed at being used as a shield.

Everyone wondered what had gotten into to normally sweet yet feisty Autobot. Well, everyone except two Cyber-ninjas.

“Did you feel that?” Prowl awed as he watched the direction Bumblebee was going. Yes, this explained his recent attitude towards Sari. How could he have missed something like this?

“Yeah, this cat’s got it bad!” Jazz grinned. One of the greatest miracles; he hoped he could witness the event when they get together.

“What, who, what’s going on?” Sentinel Prime demanded to know.

“What do you mean he’s got it bad, what are you not telling us this?” Optimus demanded to know. If it was the reason for Bumblebee’s recent hostility, then he had to know so that he could end it.

“Isn’t painfully obvious, Optimus? Bumblebee’s got a spark-connection for Sari.” Prowl explained as he listened to the sounds of gun-shooting in Bumblebee’s room.

OoooOoooO

Several silhouettes were appearing in a park just five miles from where the Autobot Base was.

“She is not in the base either. They were doing nothing but rant about her going on some date.”

“Could we have missed her when we got here? She most likely doubled back in her house.” A frustrated shadow snarled. This was not how he wanted to spend his week. Watching a bunch of Bots argue and yell was not his idea of a night out.

“No. I also came from there, she’s not there.” One of them pointed out.

“Stake out the entire city. Make sure she does not escape the city.” The leader ordered.

“What do we do until then?”

“We wait until we see her within target range. Then we take her out. After that, we go after Professor Sumdac. She’ll show herself in time. When we do see her, remember to bring back evidence for our boss.” The head assassin smirked behind his mask as he played with a small energy dagger.

They all nodded and then split up. Each staking out her usual areas she was normally sited in.

OoooOOooO

Unaware of the chaos started by her phone call or the danger that threatens her life; Sari gently went to sleep. It wasn’t until one in the morning that Wasp placed a hand on her and encompassed her whole body in it.

TBC

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Chapter Five: Getting to know you

Optimus didn’t understand it. How did Sentinel Prime manage to capture Sunstorm? It was unbelievable that he managed to find one before him, since Sentinel never did do so hot in tracking back in the academy. But to actually take one on with no team effort, even if it was one Decepticon, it should not have been possible.

He was not the only one to think that. He noticed that Jazz and Prowl had a hard time believing that Sentinel would be able to achieve this act.

“Oh Bulkhead, did you see Sa……..?” Bulkhead drove right past him and ran into the base and into Ratchet’s office. He was shouting something out that was ended with a few minutes of silence.

Bumblebee was no longer focused on the game and was now staring at Ratchet’s door, insulted. “What, no ‘hello’? No ‘how’s the game going, little buddy?’” Bumblebee was surprised by Bulkhead’s behavior. How Rude!

Optimus blinked when he noticed that Bumblebee had gone back to playing video games despite the fact that he kept telling the bot to monitor the security in case of another attack by Wasp. Maybe he was distracted because he missed Sari. It had been days since they last saw her.

Optimus smiled gently at the youngest Autobot. “Why don’t you take a break if you’re distracted? I think Sari might need company……..” stopped talking when Bumblebee suddenly gave them a glare that would have off-lined Megatron on the spot.

“Why the fragging slag is everyone asking if I want to see Sari lately? Can’t we go one day without visiting her or putting her in danger? Besides, unless we need an upgrade or someone is injured beyond Ratchet’s skills, there’s no reason to call her. Let the kid rest and LET ME BE!!!” Bumblebee put more volume to the game and ignored everyone else as he focused on beating up the bad guy in the Boss level. The Autobots looked at one another as they tried to understand the sudden hostility. Bulkhead was also shocked by his friend’s aggressive attitude as he walked back out.

“You think I jumbled something when I hit him?” Bulkhead asked when he remembered that he hit Bumblebee pretty hard when he thought he was Wasp in disguise.

“Either that, or Bumblebee truly doesn’t want to see Sari.” Optimus awed at the venom in Bumble’s vocal processors. He hoped Bumblebee didn’t suddenly resent and hate Sari. The last thing she needed now was to lose one of her first and closest friends.

“Uuuuhhh, You mind snapping Ratchet out of his system crash for me?” Bulkhead asked Optimus as he rubbed the back of his head.

“System’s crash? What happened?” Ratchet was a tough bot that had survived and fought in the first war. It would take a heck of a lot to blow his fuses like that.

“Oh I just told him that Sari is on a date.” Bulkhead stated with a scowl. This still didn’t sit well with his processors. Prowl suddenly lost his balance and nearly fell on his face if Jazz hadn’t caught him.

“Oh, is that all?” Optimus walked calmly towards Ratchet’s office.

Jazz blinked as Prowl sighed and said. “Wait a while; it will hit him any minute.”

They heard the sound of Optimus’ calm footsteps as he headed down the hallway where Ratchet was. Then they heard the footsteps stop. After that brief pause, it was followed by running footsteps that got louder until Optimus came back with a stupefied expression.

“SHE’S WHAT?!!!!!” Optimus bellowed. Little Sari was seeing boys? The girl who last week said that boys were icky? That Sari? His little charge?

“Dating. A guy. And when she’s supposed to be resting. I told Ratchet that and he just stood there with a serene look on his face. I poked him and waved my hand a few times in front of him and he still didn’t move.” Bulkhead stated as casually as he prepared to see if there were more parts to use for the space bridge.

No one noticed that Bumblebee had suddenly stopped playing the game and was staring ahead with an incredulous expression. A few minutes later he snapped out of it and went back playing, but a murderous expression was stuck on his faceplates and he was pressing the buttons a later harder then he should.

Optimus still looked stunned; then like a zombie, went to Ratchet’s office to fix the veteran. Optimus was stunned to notice that Ratchet with a serene look in his faceplates. His optics were online but were devoid of life. His entire body seemed eerily still.

There were days when Optimus felt that Primus had a personal vendetta against him and that he purposely found ways to make Optimus’ life more stressful. It was true; he had grown protective of the little one in an almost fatherly figure. Sari was a big help and while he underestimated her sometimes, he was all too aware how fragile she was. She could easily be killed by the Decepticons, something that he would never forgive himself for if that happened.

Before her upgrade, he had to worry about her getting hurt from her need to join in Decepticon fights and humans kidnapping her to use against them.

He realized that now, they were the least of his worries.

Dating? She was dating a boy? What if the boy turned out to be harmful? What if it was a Deceoticon human ally leading her into a trap? What if he hurt her feelings? Or forced her into doing something she didn’t want? What if he was one of those obsessive stalkers that he had seen in some movies that Bumblebee rented that wanted to keep Sari in a nice little golden cage and keep her as an exotic pet?..... Okay, maybe he was over thinking this, but it could happen!

So many questions and scenarios played in his head and not all of them were good.

Optimus reached forward and hit Ratchet in the back of his head. Not exactly medically advisable, but it normally worked. Ratchet lost the serene look in his eyes and looked for the entire world angry enough to take on Megatron himself.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SARI’S ON A DATE WITH A BOY SHE JUST MET?!!!!” Ratchet’s voice could be heard all over New Detroit.

This was one of those days.

OoooOoooO

Sari marveled at Wasp’s ship as she looked around and explored. It was much cooler then the Ark ship. It was shaped like a green pyramid on the outside and on the inside, the entire room was green. Wasp watched as she explored the base. He smiled at her inquisitive nature and could not help but find it cute. Usually, he had no patience for beings that had no knowledge to technology that even the most simple-minded protoform would know about.

But then, Sari was from a planet that didn’t have that kind of technology, so that was forgivable.

Sari was entranced by the rooms. She had only been in the Arc a few times. But the arc did not have the same technology that she was looking at. It seemed a bit run down and if she hadn’t known that it was a super huge transformer ship, she would have thought it was a piece of junk and no wonder they crashed landed.

The main room and the medic area had technology that her dad would kill to have. Maybe when her dad comes back, she could take him on a tour here. It might help the slightly strained relationship and really give her some quality Father-daughter moments. Sari was about to go a closed room when Wasp stopped her.

“Not that room!” he shouted as he pulled her back.

“Huh?” Was it just her, or did his eyes glow brighter than usual.

“Very dangerous. Wasp has all sorts of junks in this room. Wasp not want Sari hurt.” Wasp answered with a serious expression.

“Oh. Okay.” Sari accepted this. Maybe it was a weapon’s room. She instead walked to where the recreation room was.

Wasp sighed through his ventilators. He did not want to tell Sari that he stole a ship that still had a crew in it. He most definitely didn’t want Sari to see what he had to do to them in order to get that ship to himself.

OoooOoooO

The assassins had searched the entire city for a red headed teenage Indian girl. From what they had picked up from the city gossip, one of the new Autobots had shown up. From what they heard, Sari was seen with him and was apparently dating him.

Considering that she was machine herself, this was not surprising.

“She’ll have to come back eventually. Find her and complete the mission.” One of them stated in the dark. They all activated their cloakers and ran off to different directions.

OoooOoooO

At the recreation hall, the couple were sitting on the floor in a form of a picnic as Sari eat her fast food that she ordered while Wasp had a bowl full of cube energon and a tank of oil. Sari had wanted them to eat in a restaurant, but they didn’t serve Transformers apparently.

Sari was chewing her hamburger and drinking her milkshake while Wasp was watching her intensively. He liked watching her chew her food. Especially when she had such a cute little mouth. The look of delight on eating her favorite food made her look so adorable, so delectable,……. So kissable. Wasp’s glossa unknowingly slipped out of his mouth to lick his lip plates.

‘So cute. I can’t believe that anyone would want to hurt her. The Decepticons are truly heartless creatures to want to destroy such perfect creatures as herself.’

Sari noticed that Wasp was staring at her again. She looked away and tried not to feel awkward. She straightened her shoulders, sat up straight and chewed slower, trying not to do anything embarrassing. But no matter what she did, Wasp was still keeping a steady gaze on her and it continued to make her feel self-conscious.

She wondered if this was how Megatron feels whenever Lugnut stares at him like that.

‘Why does he always look at me like that? Am I hideous or something? Then again, I am human, well part human. That must be disgusting to him. But then, he asked me out, why would he do that if he thought I wasn’t disgusting?’

She closed her eyes and bit her lip. ‘Maybe he felt sorry for me. After all, I was crying when he first saw me?’

“Sari, is Sari okay?” Wasp asked, having watched her go from cheerful to uncomfortable to sad in a matter of seconds. Were all humans so emotional?

“What? Oh yeah, I feel great.” She could see that Wasp didn’t believe her but didn’t push for answers.

“So Wasp, how come your optics are violet?” Sari asked without thinking. She wondered why he did not have any of the trademark red or blue optics. The only other person who had different optics was Swindle. But then, she didn’t really see him as a Decepticon. He seemed more of the type to make money and sell it to the highest bidder, be they Autobot or Decepticon.

She highly doubted Wasp was a salesman or even interested in a trade.

Wasp looked at her and narrowed his optics for a bit from the question, before he schooled his features to a blank face. Sari didn’t know the significance of his eyes so he would not hold it against her.

“This just reminder that Wasp is not an Autobot anymore. Optics remind Wasp what Wasp has become and that Wasp is no longer the same Wasp as before.” Wasp answered as he twirled the barrel of oil in his hands.

“Really? Sorry for bringing it up.” Sari looked guilty. Of course she didn’t know anything about him. Sari was sure that whatever happened to him must have been bad, as whenever she looked in his optics, there was always something eerie about them. Not just his color. Beneath the obvious affection for her that she sees, his eyes kind of reminded her of Blitzwing, whenever he showed his pumpkin face.

Wasp shrugged and gulped down the oil. He had to admit something about Earth; it made the most delicious oil in this side of the galaxy.

Maybe it wasn’t so evil after all.

“This type of oil is nice, what is it?” he asked as he took a large gulp.

“Huh, oh, it’s fossil fuel. It’s from dead dinosaurs from centuries ago.” Sari answered as she slurped her milkshake.

Wasp spat out his drink and coughed out the remaining oil that he could still taste.

Earth was evil and disgusting.

Wasp glared at her as if it were her fault earth was out to harm him. Sari tried to hide her grin. Changing the subject, Sari decided to ask the next question. “So, were you ever part of the elite?”

This proved to be a far worse question to ask because of the way his optics darkened and the snarling scowl on him deepened. But he calmed down when he saw he was scaring Sari again.

“Wasp was an officer, never made it to the elites, though. Wasp wanted so much to be, but apparently Fate decided to curse Wasp with bad luck.”

‘And that bad luck started when I met Bumble Bot. I swear to Primus I’ll make him wish he had never been sparked.’

Sari gulped. Clearly Wasp’s time on Cybertron was not something he wanted to discuss. Why was it every time she asked any Autobot about their past they gave her vague answers or ignored her all together?

Was Cybertron that horrible a place, even without Decepticons on it to cause trouble?

“It’s all that Bumbler’s fault!!” Wasp snarled suddenly. Being reminded of his past was getting him angrier by the second.

Sari blinked. “Bumbler?”

“When Wasp was training in academy, Sentinel-bot was Wasp’s trainer at time and Wasp remembers that one Bumbler in particular often got into trouble because of him, always do things that give extra punishment on Wasp and always bother Wasp by trying to be Wasp’s friend. That Bot can’t stop being stupid for one nano-klik. Stupid Bumbler!” Sari giggled. That Bumbler sounded like a real class act. But something that he said triggered her processors.

“Sentinel Prime was your drill sergeant? Bet that was fun!” Sari commented as she raised an eyebrow.

Wasp snarled, causing Sari to jump. He still could not believe that Sentinel Minor had been promoted to Prime! What kind of fragging Empties would promote that imbecile to be part of the Elite, and second in command of Magnus no less? Clearly, he lucked out in not being part of the Elite Guards if it meant taking orders from fools like that.

“Can I ask you another question?” Sari asked shyly.

“Does question involve Wasp’s past?” Wasp coldly asked as he shoved some of the energon down his mouth. The good feelings that he had were now becoming numb. Memories of the stockades and his unlimited hatred for Bumble-bot were flowing in his circuits like electricity.

“No, just the present.” Sari said, warily. She could see that her questioning was really starting to torque him. She was feeling awkward and uncomfortable now since Wasp seemed not too impressed with her inquiries.

‘Wonder if the guys feel the same way with my questions?’ she thought as she picked her pie. She knew that they had a past, but they rarely talk about it. At least, not with her.

“Shoot, then.” Wasp allowed as he chewed his energon. The next question, however, took him completely by surprise.

“Why did you ask me on a date?” that had been lingering in her mind all day and she wanted to know why a strange Cybertronian who was new to earth would ask a seemingly human girl on a date.

Wasp nearly choked on his energon. He now preferred the last other questions, at least those were easier than this.

“Uuuummm, well, Wasp wanted to. Wasp can date whomever Wasp wants, be they human or Cybertronian. Wasp not picky.” Wasp answered, stuttering. He felt like smacking himself. ‘Great, now she thinks I’m just a desperate mech looking for any form of female companionship.’

“So, are humans attractive to you or something?” Sari asked cautiously. At least this guy wasn’t a jerk like Sentinel Prime.

The question caught Wasp so off guard that he answered faster than he could think.

“No, Wasp normally thinks that organics are disgusting and unattractive, not too impressive or intelligent.”

Sari’s eyes widened as she dropped her fork. She looked at Wasp with pain-filled tears in her eyes as she abruptly stood up and ran, transforming as she did so, not noticing that her helmet and armor now matched the color of her dress. It took Wasp three seconds to realize what he just said before he leapt after her and grabbed her around her waist, lifting her to his face.

“Wait!” ‘Slag, I’m really screwing things up. Why did I say that? This is something Bumble-bot would do!’

Removing her face mask, Sari glared at him through her tears. Considering what has happened to her for the past weeks, she was starting to get sensitive about her species and looks. “No, you said enough! You think I’m unattractive, disgusting, stupid and unimpressive! So let’s just drop this date and let me leave.” Sari yelled. She really wanted to blast him with her energy, but Wasp was holding her arms down with his digits. Wasp’s optics flared with a touch of insanity and a potent amount of fear of losing Sari. His spark pulsed rapidly in pain at the harm he had done to the girl. With a burst of energy, Sari broke free of his hand and started to skate towards the woods. Wasp tried to run after her.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” She shouted as she tried to leave only to hear a scream of turmoil. She turned around and spotted Wasp on his hands and knees looking for like he was about to lose everything.

“PLEASE SARI, DON’T LEAVE WASP!!!” Wasp sounded frighteningly desperate and his ventilation was giving off the impression that he was hyperventilating. Sari looked at him in shock, not noticing that the tears in her eyes were glowing as blue as her eyes and ruining her mascara. It pained Wasp that he was the cause of those tears. Reluctantly, she skated back to him and transformed back into her civilian form.

“So, what did you mean back there?” Sari asked coolly with her arms crossed and a small frown on her face.

“What Wasp mean is, that Wasp doesn’t normally find humans attractive. Wasp grew up thinking Organics were disgusting, dangerous and inferior. Wasp may not have known much about organics personally, but Wasp spent whole life thinking that. And Wasp does not think Sari is unattractive and disgusting. In fact,” Wasp caressed Sari’s face with his thumb. “Wasp thinks that Sari is far prettier than even the femmes of Cybertron.”

Sari’s eyebrows shot up at Wasp as he said that. “You really mean that? You’re not just saying that to make me feel better.”

Wasp picked up Sari and pulled her close to his face and nuzzled her. “Wasp means every word. Sari is so pretty, nice, fun, sweet yet sassy, with courage and determination of an Autobot Elite. What bot wouldn’t fall in love for someone like Sari?” Wasp stated, once again, inwardly flinching that he was being so honest and open with her.

“Sentinel wouldn’t.” Sari pointed out. She was blushing as red as a tomato. How could Wasp not see her as an obsolete freak?

“Sentinel-bot not count. Both Sari and Wasp know that Sentinel-bot is a fool.” Wasp grinned. Sari laughed at that, causing Wasp to broaden his grin. Good, she stopped crying.

Sari was still not smiling. “How can you possibly think I’m pretty? Aren’t organics normally weird looking to your species?”

“Wasp thought Sari was special when Wasp first saw Sari. Wasp normally ignore organics or even shoot at them if they bother Wasp. But Wasp felt drawn to Sari when Wasp first saw Sari.”

Sari curled up on his chest, her small hands on his mouth guard as she lowered it down.

“Can we talk about each other now?” she asked with big blue eyes. Wasp sighed and gave her s small nod. He might as well stop being vague. He and Sari should get to know each other. Nearly two hours later, they spent talking about their pasts and demons. Sari had told him about her life when the Autobots showed up, while Wasp told her about his years at the academy and in Kaon. Telling Sari about his prison life had been the most difficult thing he had ever done. Luckily, the spark connection was making being honest with her a bit easy, although he made sure not to go into too much detail on what he went through in prison. Wasp laid close near a tree as he listened to Sari spill her guts out next.

“And that’s when I woke up in the Medic bay.” Sari finished with a sigh.

Wasp rubbed Sari’s back. That was so sad! He was not the sentimental bot nor did he sympathize easily from sob stories. But hearing Sari’s life was just…………… words couldn’t describe what had happened. He could not imagine waking up one day and learning that there was no evidence that he ever existed, or be kicked out of his childhood home by a power hungry businessman; then to learn that his creator was hiding a large secret from him. Poor Sari, to make things worse, she had recently found out that she wasn’t entirely human. While her relationship with her father was fixed, Sari found that being part Cybertornian was not all that fun when she forced the upgrade. Wasp will admit that nothing made him happier to learn that Sari almost killed Bumblebee, but he could see that Sari was tearing herself apart for it. It had been plaguing her ever since she managed to control herself.

“Wasp sorry this happen to Sari. Sari deserves to be happy, not to be treated like trash. Wasp also sorry that Sari had suffered from Powell. Does Sari want Wasp to kill Powell?” He asked as he rubbed her back comfortingly.

Sari giggled. “I’ll think about it.” Sari joked, not knowing how deathly serious Wasp was.

“Besides, my life isn’t nearly as bad as yours, Wasp. I can’t believe that no one defended you or helped you! You must have been so alone.” Hearing Wasp’s story about his betrayal by all his friends and family as well as his incarceration by ‘that slagging, fragging glitch for processors Bumbler’ was astonishing. They just arrested him and sent him away? They didn’t even see that he got a fair trial! And the prisons sounded terrible. She knew prisons were bad and where bad guys go, but she could not imagine an innocent person being sent there. She also had the feeling that Wasp wasn’t being totally honest in what had happened to him in prison.

The rest of the time was in silence as they allowed their presence to keep them happy. Wasp could feel Sari’s spark through his connection sooth his rage while Sari felt her guilt and misery just melt away. Sari glanced at Wasp as she realized that his mouth guard was off his face. It occurred to her that this date was nearly coming to an end and she still had not gotten her first kiss.

“Ummmmm, Wasp?” She licked her dry lips nervously. Her spark was pulsing faster than her human heart could ever hope to keep up.

“Yez?” Wasp lovingly asked as he eyed the human that was looking at his lips.

“You really think I’m beautiful?” she asked as she batted her eyelashes.

“Wasp thinks Sari is gorgeous.” Wasp uttered, not even wincing on how open he was being to Sari.

“Well, then, you won’t mind if I do THIS!!!” Sari suddenly jumped off his chest and landed on his face. Wasp nearly jumped at the attack.

“Sari, what are…………..?” Her next action caught him completely off guard. Sari reached Wasp’s lips and planted her lips on his.

OoooOoooO

“TOTAL KNOCKOUT!! GAME OVER!!!” the video game on screen shouted to Bumblebee. Bumblebee just stared ahead. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly had the urge to shoot something. Something was happening out there and he had the feeling that it involved Sari. As he contemplated this, he found himself over hearing a conversation to his left.

“How the frell did that idiot capture a Decepticon without back up?” Ratchet demanded to know. He had been told of Sunstorm’s capture in order to stop him from further ranting about Sari and was now stunned about Sentinel Prime’s so called accomplishment. Something was rotten about this! Sentinel Prime has never shown any skill in taking on Decepticon one on one. Heck, it wasn’t possible to do that! It would take a squad to take only one on. Only Ultra Magnus could achieve that.

“I still find that hard to believe myself.” Optimus agreed as he looked at Sentinel Prime suspiciously. He and Sentinel had trained together. He knew how good he was and his weakness. No! There was no way he could have taken out a Decepticon all by himself anymore then he could.

“I’M STANDING RIGHT HERE!!!” Sentinel Prime shouted. They should be worshipping the ground he walked on, even if it was dirty and dusty. Sentinel Prime glared at his former friend. “Oh come on, you’re just jealous that I caught a Decepticon before any of you could. Is it really that hard to believe that I caught a Decepticon all by myself?”

“YES!!!!!” Optimus, Prowl, Ratchet and Bulkhead shouted. Bumblebee also contributed but it wasn’t as loud and it was a bit absent-minded as he was still focused on his games. Sentinel looked like he was about to throw a tantrum when Jazz intervened.

“Chill, cats! Shouldn’t we be worried about those Decepticons still on the loose?” Jazz pointed out, trying to defuse what could be a potential melee fight.

“I’m more worried about this date that Sari is on.” Ratchet stated, not noticing the homicidal glare on Bumblebee’s face had returned. “She still hasn’t come back home. I tried calling her, but her cell phone has probably been left at home. Her secretary stated she still hasn’t come home yet and hasn’t called either.” Ratchet was getting frustrated and a bit worried. Where was she? Was she hurt? Was the boy forcing her into something? Was the reason she jumped at the chance to go with this boy was because she was lonely?

“Let’s not panic! I’m sure it’s just an innocent evening with her. Perhaps she’s not on a date; maybe she is simply giving a boy a tour as she said to the secretary?” Prowl logically stated. He hoped that that was the case. He loved Sari like she was his own youngling. While she was capable of handling herself, he could not help but worry.

Ratchet didn’t buy it. “Suppose this kid takes advantage of her? Or forces her into a human version of an interface?” Ratchet shouted out his worries. He cared for the girl even when he didn’t show it. He was also to aware of the dangers that an innocent girl like Sari can go through when she looked so attractive to the human eye. In fact, many mechs on Cybertron might even find her attractive.

Bulkhead noted that Bumblebee was now growling. Maybe he was having a bad day on video games.

“Did anyone ever explain to Sari what interfacing is?” Optimus asked as he gave a look at Ratchet. Ratchet immediately caught the look.

“Oh Primus no! I have no intention of explaining to Sari anything of that nature. If you think she should learn it, you explain it to her.” Ratchet shouted. Arcee would normally be the one that would teach people that kind of thing. He had little patience for teaching or explaining to protoforms; protoforms with so many questions and neediness as well as inquisitive nature drove his very little tolerance level off the edge.

If it were scientifically possible, Optimus would be blushing as red as his armor right about now.

“I can’t teach her something like that. I never even took a program on that particular aspect of our species, never mind explaining it to a youngling.” Optimus shouted as he waved his hands.

“Yeah, you’re a virgin, we know. That’s old news, Optimus. And why are we talking about some stupid organic brat when we should be looking for……………….” Sentinel Prime noticed the glares thrown his way when he said that. Even Prowl looked like he was about to throw his ninja stars at him.

“There’s more to Sari then you think. She is our charge and we must protect her, even from herself. I’m sorry that you can’t understand that, but I must advise you not to insult her in front of us again. I know you hate organic beings, but Sari is special to us.” Optimus calmly stated. Sentinel was about to retort on that when he noticed that Optimus had his axe out and was clenching and unclenching it with his servos. Sentinel recognized that habit as a warning that Optimus was reaching the end of his exceedingly high tolerance level and was about to use that axe on the next big-mouth. Sentinel Prime nodded his head and held his glossa.

Despite popular beliefs, Sentinel Prime was not that stupid.

OoooOoooO

Sari opened her eyes and shut them at the bright light from the moon. When she opened them again, she noticed Wasp looking down at her, anxiously.

“Is Sari okay, nothing broken?” Wasp asked as he leaned down to her level.

“Yeah, I’m fine Wasp. What happened?” Sari asked as her whole body was tingling and she felt great.

Wasp rubbed his helm sheepishly. “Wasp should have warned Sari that when Cybertronians kiss, they release spark energy. The energy is exchanged between them.” Wasp explained, embarrassingly. He had forgotten that Sari was mostly human and her skin might not be able to handle it. He had to admit her kisses were powerful as well; he had been zapped with energy powerful enough to nearly knock him out.

Sari blinked. She was sure her hair was standing on edge and that her skin was tingling like mad. But other than that, she felt warm and energized. Grinning, she stood up and lifted her arms up towards Wasp. Wasp took the hint and picked Sari up.

“Can we do it again! That was great!” Sari grinned wide, showing all her teeth. She could still feel the tingleness from Wasp’s lips. ‘I wonder if that’s what love feels like?’

Wasp’s mouth dropped. One would think Sari would be at least upset that her first kiss was ruined and that she had been knocked unconscious.

“Sari not mad?” Wasp asked as he looked for any sign of aggravation on her.

“Are you kidding me? Your kiss packs a punch! That was the best kiss I ever had, even though it was my first!” She squealed as she tried to reach his face for another kiss.

Wasp stared at her before he grinned arrogantly. ‘Well, what do ya know, I still got it! And I wasn’t even trying either. If she thinks that was good, wait until I pack more power in it.’

“Okay, Sari want it, Sari got it!” Wasp huskily spoke as he leaned forward to his date.

Sari cheered and eagerly started to kiss Wasp again. They spent the next fifteen minutes doing nothing but kissing.

OoooOoooO

“Now isn’t that just cute?” A voice mused as it witnessed the strange make-out session from behind the woods. “Disgusting, but cute.”

She had originally come here to see if she could steal anything from the Elite ship, until she spotted the strange sight of a techno-organic like herself. She curiously followed her and watched her reveal herself as Sari Sumdac. After listening to the techno-human and the dangerously unstable former Autobot spill their guts out; she was about to leave when Sari decided to be very bold.

She idly wondered if she could sneak a kiss or two to Optimus when she drops by his base next time.

The four-eyed strange being watched for a few minutes before she transformed and scuttled off on her eight legs. She had gotten what she wanted from the wreckage in the former Decepticon base, and after her little stop watching two freak-Os become affectionate, she decided to leave.

She had a plan now and it now involved Wasp.

“Too bad I gotta break up the love birds to do it.” She said. “But hey, sacrifices have to be made for science.”

OoooOoooO

Sari gasped as she fell on the palm of Wasp’s palm, out of breath from her kissing. Wasp’s was also trying to get his circuits to cool down from making out with Sari. He looked down at the flushed young lady and smiled at the sweet look of bliss in her eyes.

“Wow.” She whispered. She felt the heat on her face, signifying to her that she was blushing. Wasp’s optics were glowing with pleasure and he had a slightly silly grin. He grabbed Sari and placed her on his chest, Sari returned the favor by hugging him.

“Yeah, wow.” Wasp agreed as he was hugging her body to him. To him, the scene could not have been more perfect. Sari was in his arms at last! Perhaps convincing Sari to stay by his side will not be so hard.

“Does that mean I’m your girlfriend now?” She asked while blushing. Wasp simply chuckled at that.

‘She’s so cute.’ He thought as he ran a finger up and down her back. They stayed like that for a while before Sari pushed herself off him and looked at him with tired eyes.

“I need to go home. It’s midnight and I’m kinda sleepy.” She yawned. She gave him one last kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” She turned to leave, pouting slightly when it started to rain again. It looks like she would have to call a taxi again. She failed to see the growing panic and hysteria on Wasp.

“SARI, WAIT!!!”

Sari paused and looked at Wasp. He seemed very distraught at the moment. Wasp considered picking her up again to prevent her from leaving, but decided that it would only frighten her. He calmed himself somewhat and spoke.

“Wasp don’t want to be alone tonight, or any other night. Wasp hate being alone, been alone for so long. Can Sari stay the night?” Wasp didn’t care how desperate he sounded; he would rather die than feel isolation again.

“What?” Sari was surprised by this declaration. She barely knew this mech and he wanted her to stay in his place? Annoyed, Sari turned around and was about to tell him off. She did not have sleepovers in stranger’s places even if it was her new boyfriend. She somehow had the feeling that it was just not done.

But Wasp’s next words softened her heart/spark away.

“Please Sari. Wasp was locked up for fifty steller-cycles with no one but Decepticons, traitors, and torturers for company. Wasp suffers from nightmares, fears and Wasp has no one to talk to. All of Wasp’s friends leave, Wasp’s Family hate Wasp and not help Wasp get out of stockades. Wasp lose everything Wasp ever loved; Sari only friend now, possibly even a family member to Wasp. Wasp doesn’t want to be alone ever again; Wasp sick of being alone. Can Sari please stay the night? Wasp promise to be on best behavior……. Please?” Wasp exclaimed out as he got on his hands and knees. He wanted Sari here; to remind him that he was still alive, that he wasn’t in the stockades, that he was free, that he was loved and cherished.

It was official: He was now irrevocably in love with her.

Sari tried to stop her tears from flowing as she listened to this. Poor Wasp; no one deserved that! He really did need her. Reaching forward, she wrapped her tiny arms all around his neck as she comforted him. Wasp stiffened, before he wrapped his hands on her and held her as close as possible without crushing her.

“It’s okay, Waspy. It’s okay.” She soothed as she caressed his neck.

“Please Sari.” Wasp begged again, feeling his emotions overwhelming him.

Sari kissed him lightly on the neck. “Well, Dad’s not home and no one is expecting me to be home. So why not?” She would not allow Wasp to be all by himself when he was in so much turmoil. It wouldn’t be right.

Wasp hugged her close to him. “Thank you Sari. Sari has no idea how much this means to Wasp. Wasp has been alone for so long that Wasp often thought of killing Wasp.” He shuddered as he hugged her tightly. There had been moments in his life when he considered taking his own life. It was only the promise he made to himself on getting vengeance on Bumblebee that allowed him to continue to function.

The thought of Wasp trying to kill himself made Sari tighten her hug. ‘Poor Wasp! He really needs friends. I guess that will be me. Maybe I’ll introduce him to the others when he’s up for it.’

Wasp carried Sari back into his ship, cradling her like a little youngling. As they passed several rooms, Sari took note that there were several areas that held berths, which means that this ship was for more than one person. She was too tired to wonder why Wasp would own a ship that was meant to house so many mechs if it was just him.

Entering his room, Wasp placed Sari down and pulled out an armful of rags from a drawer and made a small nest out of them before placing Sari there. He then climbed into his berth and attempted to recharge, his scanners on high alert to insure that Sari was still in the same room.

Sari blinked as she watched Wasp make himself comfortable on his berth. Smiling, she climbed out of her makeshift bed and headed straight towards Wasp’s berth. Sari climbed on the berth and rested on Wasp’s chest, where his spark rested. She could feel its warm pulse as well as the energy practically pouring out from him. As she made herself comfortable, she didn’t notice Wasp stare at the ceiling with his optics getting wider and wider until it covered his face.

To Sari, there was really no big deal about sleeping in the same berth with a Cybertronian. She used to sleep with the Autobots all the time when she lived with them. Whenever she had a nightmare or was lonely, she would sleep with either Prowl or Bumblebee. Optimus was always nervous whenever she slept with him. Bulkhead wouldn’t recharge at all. He would always lie perfectly still, afraid that one twitch would get her killed. He was always so self-conscious around her because of his size. She, one time, snuck in Ratchet’s room. When Ratchet woke up to find a tiny human sleeping on his chest plate, he threw a fit………… and then threw her out of his room. Good thing Prowl was walking by and just managed to catch her.

“Good night, Wasp.”

She wondered what the others would say if they saw her here, with a stranger and spending the night there? Most likely they’d lecture her on the dangers of talking to strangers and not letting them meet him first.

‘I’ll speak to them tomorrow.’ She vowed. ‘Besides, I’m helping a friend. They can’t yell at me for that.’ She closed her eyes and fell gently to sleep.

Wasp stared at the ceiling as his mind started to go overdrive. Sari was with him, she was on his bed….. No! She was lying right on top of his spark chamber. He considered opening the chamber and merging with her then and there, but he immediately stomped at that idea. There was no way he was going to force himself on Sari. He may be a jerk as he is often described by his many victims on Cybertron, including Bumblebee, but he would like to think that he was better than a Decepticon.

Besides, according to the computer, spark-merging can only exist if both participants are willing. It cannot work when one of them was struggling. It can even be fatal for both of them and result in the extinguishing of both sparks.

Sari suddenly sat up as she remembered something, startling Wasp out of his thoughts.

“Hey Wasp, Do you have a phone somewhere?”

OoooOoooO

Bulkhead’s optics glowed in excitement as he received a call. “That was the secretary. She said that Sari just called in.” Bulkhead looked relieved that Sari was okay enough to call her home.

“When is she coming home?” Optimus asked fretfully.

Bulkhead’s mouth dropped. “She isn’t. She called in to say she’s having a sleepover with her new boyfriend.”

Optimus’mouth dropped; Ratchet swore and looked like he would go on a murderous rampage; Jazz had to keep Prowl from running down the streets to look for Sari (and if possible, kill her boyfriend.) Sentinel Prime was still trying to wonder on the significance of a little human while the jet twins were giggling like school girls.

As for Bumblebee…………

A crunching sound can be heard. They all turned to see Bumblebee crush the game into tiny little pieces in his hands. Bee stared at the game with a vicious look in his optics and a dark scowl. If the Decepticons showed up now, they would beat a hasty retreat at the look on Bumblebee’s expression.

“Well, I’m officially bored of video games. Ol’ Ratchet had the right idea: I’m hitting the sack early.” He stated calmly as he walked out of the room. As soon as his room closed, an uncomfortable silence reigned the room.

“He scary, Sentinel Prime sir.” Jetfire commented as he hugged Jetstorm. That was the only time they had ever seen Bumblebee so angry. The bot was normally so cheerful and happy.

“He’s just a kid, nothing scary about him.” Sentinel choked out in a voice smaller than he wanted.

“Then do you mind not hiding behind me?” Ratchet snapped, annoyed at being used as a shield.

Everyone wondered what had gotten into to normally sweet yet feisty Autobot. Well, everyone except two Cyber-ninjas.

“Did you feel that?” Prowl awed as he watched the direction Bumblebee was going. Yes, this explained his recent attitude towards Sari. How could he have missed something like this?

“Yeah, this cat’s got it bad!” Jazz grinned. One of the greatest miracles; he hoped he could witness the event when they get together.

“What, who, what’s going on?” Sentinel Prime demanded to know.

“What do you mean he’s got it bad, what are you not telling us this?” Optimus demanded to know. If it was the reason for Bumblebee’s recent hostility, then he had to know so that he could end it.

“Isn’t painfully obvious, Optimus? Bumblebee’s got a spark-connection for Sari.” Prowl explained as he listened to the sounds of gun-shooting in Bumblebee’s room.

OoooOoooO

Several silhouettes were appearing in a park just five miles from where the Autobot Base was.

“She is not in the base either. They were doing nothing but rant about her going on some date.”

“Could we have missed her when we got here? She most likely doubled back in her house.” A frustrated shadow snarled. This was not how he wanted to spend his week. Watching a bunch of Bots argue and yell was not his idea of a night out.

“No. I also came from there, she’s not there.” One of them pointed out.

“Stake out the entire city. Make sure she does not escape the city.” The leader ordered.

“What do we do until then?”

“We wait until we see her within target range. Then we take her out. After that, we go after Professor Sumdac. She’ll show herself in time. When we do see her, remember to bring back evidence for our boss.” The head assassin smirked behind his mask as he played with a small energy dagger.

They all nodded and then split up. Each staking out her usual areas she was normally sited in.

OoooOOooO

Unaware of the chaos started by her phone call or the danger that threatens her life; Sari gently went to sleep. It wasn’t until one in the morning that Wasp placed a hand on her and encompassed her whole body in it.

TBC