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Enjoy!

(Important A/N at the end)

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Daddy finger Nursery

Singing nursery rhymes was every little kids favorite thing to do- it brought comfort, excitement, joy, happiness.

So when they learn something new, what's the first thing they want to do? Brag about it in their own childish ways.

"Papa! Papa! Look look! I learned this!" Shouted out a 4 year old (Y/n). Optimus, who was sitting on a chair  whilst having a conversation with Knockout paused and looked over.

(Y/n) waddled up to him before getting her self ready for her little performance while everyone else behind her were getting ready for lunch.

"Ok, ready?"

Knockout quickly took out his phone and started recording with a smirk.

"Ready darling~"

"Daddy finger daddy finger where are you," She sang as she lifted up her chubby little hand and only leaving one finger up.

"Here I am!"

The middle finger, that is.

Knockout bellowed out in laughter which caught everyone's attention to the young girl who was unintentionally flicking Prime off.

(Y/n) stared at her middle finger- as poised as ever in the air- in confusion as she began to ponder on why it did not look right to her. Maybe she put the wrong one up?

But she then started to smile as everyone was laughing.

Optimus was quick to act and put the finger down to make her hand into a fist and try to explain to her on which finger she was supposed to put up.

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Not with him

Going to a friends party was the most fun little (Y/n) has had in a while.

With Mexican food on display and large families and friends coming together- is just felt like home! Especially with a banda playing in the background and many people dancing together.

(Before anyone says shit, soy Latina)

Only, (Y/n) would be having fun if she wasn't forced to dance with this boy who was holding onto her hands.

The five year old looked over at Optimus in disinterest as he sat in a white plastic chair with amusement painted all over his face as he watched her dance.

She stood stock still as the boy holding her was jumping on his feet and smiling and laughing like this was some sort of wedding- even so much as looking out at the audience in the backyard as if to say "Look! Look at me! Yo soy bailando con un niña bonita!"

To say the least, she wasn't amused.

But like her Prince Charming, along came her friend who immodestly put a stop to their dance.

"Noooo!" He cried out as he snatched (Y/n)'s hands away from the other boy. And with that, (Y/n) was happy and began to dance with her friend.

Of course, this caused everyone to laugh - even at the other boys misfortune of getting his dance partner taken away from him.

(Don't worry- he went and found another dance partner so everyone was happy)

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Dragged away

Being in her school theater was not what (Y/n) has planed for her junior year- but hey, it was just for the credits.

Her father and Megatron (in their holoforms) had volunteered to help move equipment around - but of course, it was just to see how a human school was like since they only wanted to satisfy their curiosity.

(Y/n) sat on the stage with her friends as they talked about the upcoming play and what they would do for each scene. Meanwhile, she had shifted one of her legs underneath the large, velvet curtains so that her limb stuck out on the other side - don't ask why she did it...she was just messing around.

Now kiddy's, what (Y/n) is doing is equivalent to sticking your foot off the edge of the bed during bedtime in which, it's something you never do. Unless you had the balls to do it.

...in which (Y/n) had...

But when she suddenly felt two hands grab her leg, her heart dropped and she chocked back a startled yelp. She only let it out when she was then dragged under the curtains and to the other side- disappearing from her friends view.

Laughing can be heard as everyone bore witness to the girl getting dragged and disappearing like it was some sort of magic trick (that turns out her other friend pulled). Of course, (Y/n) too, laughed before she and the culprit moved the curtain to crawl back to their group.

Meanwhile, Optimus and Megatron had to calm themselves down as they were a split seconds away from dropping everything and jumping towards the stage- fully intent on dragging that girl back from the other side.

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Wasabi

"It's spicy,"

"Wasabiiiiiii,"

"It's hot,"

"Waaaasabiiiii,"

"You're not going to like it,"

"Wasabi,"

Megatron sighed as he looked unamused at the young girl sitting in her high chair next to him- staring intently at the green sauce he had on his plate.

"Wasabi is not something you can just eat like candy," Megatron tried to reason- but (Y/n) stayed strong (and hardheaded) and continued to ask for the wasabi.

And only after another minute or so, Megatron gave in and looked at the young girl.

"Do you want to try wasabi,"

"No,"

Megatron grew a tick mark on his head. "Then what was the point in asking?!" He thought to himself.

"Okay," he tensely answered before returning to eat his sushi.

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"Wathabiii,"

The chopsticks broke in his hand.

Megatron took a few deep breaths before reminding himself that she was merely a child and that she changes her mind a lot.

"Do you want to try it," He asked, now calm about it (and utterly defeated). "Here,"

Dipping the (broken) chopstick in the wasabi, he gently brought it to (Y/n)'s lips as she takes a tiny bite of it.

"Mmm..."

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Megatron rose an eyebrow at the now silent girl who stared straight ahead with her eyes slowly widening. He was about to call out to her before she suddenly turned to him - about to burst into tears.

"Help?"

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He had to hold in his laugh as he grabbed her milk and gave it to her to help cool the spiciness.

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Peppa Pig!

Well...note to self; don't bring Breakdown and Knockout grocery shopping with you.

Ratchet could only stare at the scene unfolding before him. He was gone for a minute - a minute - and they decide to pull this stunt.

"Dinner might as well already be ruined because of you two," Ratchet grumbled as he shifted the weight of the watermelon in his arms.

Currently, Breakdown was smiling cheekily at both him and little (Y/n) who sat in the cart while Knockout was trying to quietly laugh- not wanting to bring any attention to themselves.

(Y/n) on the other hand, had covered her mouth in horror as she faced at the bagged cooked pig Breakdown held in front of her- it's closed eyes parallel to her own.

"Ratchet," She has called out as she held out her arm to him- wanting to be picked up. The medic sighed as he nudged Breakdown away (with the pig) and placed down the fruit before picking the girl up.

"What exactly did you say to her," Ratchet asked- completely done with them.

"They said it was Peppa Pig," (Y/n) instead answered as she buried her face in Ratchets shoulder.

Ratchet gave an annoyed look at Breakdown and Knockout who began to laugh.

Ratchet really was done with just about everything.

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So....

Fair warning, this is A/N is a little long but please bare with me.

To be honest, I feel like Transformers is ending- like Bumblebee's spin off is going to be the last thing and that's it.

(I also know about Transformers: Cyberverse and I am NOT watching it. RID 2015 was the last one- and even then I didn't finish it)

And there's also the thing with Hasbro and Activision (I think?) having their contract expire (or something like that) so two of the best Transformers timeline or what ever you wanna call it will end (War and Fall of Cybertron).

I am also leaning towards writing more anime and other kinds of stories. And since I just published a BNHA Villan one-shot of Uraraka, that's, I guess my turning point.

I know for a fact that I'll complete Control and Animal but I'm not sure about the crossovers.

I think I'm just going to delete The quirk of a Prime or just unpublished it.

I'm just not feeling the Transformers-vibe, you know?

But I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm most likely not going to be writing anymore Transformers stories. Once I finish the books I have right now, that's going to be it.

Because I have like, seven other stories in my drafts and none of them are transformers and I kinda wanna get working them.

Anyway, thanks for sticking with me all this time you guys. I really appreciate it.