You hummed tiredly at the bots, "Can I help you?"

You watched as the red mech sauntered over take a seat in front of you. You swallowed thickly as his much larger green friend managed to get in and just stand unsure about sitting in the chair. You stared at the familiar green mech for a moment before shaking your helm a little.

"What can I do for you?" You hummed softly trying not to look at the dinobot in your cubical

"Um yeah, we need an ad searching for someone." The red mech said

"A lost ad? Like for a pet?" You hummed

"No. No, like looking for a femme that meets some specific requirements.." the red mech said

You raised a brow, "Would you just like some fliers to post up?"

"Yeah that works..." he hummed

"Now we have several different designs for fliers and kinds-" you pushed your swivel chair back from the desk to grab a binder from the shelf behind you, "- you'll need to select which ones you want, from colors to type of paper. Just to start, and keep in mind how many you want."

You placed the binder on the desk making the red mechs optics widen a little, "We have many different variations to chose from you keep your flier tailored to you."

You risked a glance at the large green dinobot only to find him staring at you his optics narrowing a little. You swallowed thickly and looked back to the red mech who had opened the binder. You started to explain about each one continuing to take glances at the dinobot.

It could possibly be him- could it? No, you're just being paranoid.

"Hey, Grim, what do you think about this one?" The red mech asked looking towards his friend

Welp, your fears were true, the sire to your son was standing right here, making his way into your life again. This time maybe not so sexually and more coincidentally. You tried to remain calm as the dinobot leaned forward to look at the binder.

You shifted nervously and hummed softly and answered any question that was asked. And tried to rush them a little to get them out before they recognize you.

"What information do you want on it?" You asked turning towards your computer

You were handed a slightly crumpled up piece of paper with highly specific specifications, which shouldn't be a surprise, it was still off putting to you that you met all of the specifications. You tried not to let it bother you too much but it managed to settled under your plates and leave you feeling weird.

You began to type up the information which was Segway into an awkward silence in your cubical. You didn't like it but it was better then being recognized. The red mech cleared his throat pipes a little and you paused to look at him.

"Hm? " you hummed at him

"What?" He raised a brow

"You were trying to get my attention?"

"Oh... no its nothing."

"If you say so.."

You went back to typing with a soft hum. You could feel their gaze on you, the dinobots left you feeling much more unsettled.

"Are those claw marks?" It was the green mech who finally spoke.

You stiffened, "What?"