I fucking love this story......

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I smile as I hand the other tray to Ratchet. "Thank you."

He follows me as I head back out towards him. "Bumblebee ordered a beverage?"

I chuckle. "You say that just to be alliterative? And yes, he did. Turns out he's had enough Starbucks to have a favourite drink." He opens the doors and we climb in.

"Which one is his?" Ratchet eyes the drinks dubiously.

I smirk, "The pink slushie one. It's a blended berry refresher with strawberries instead of the regular berries."

He lifts it up and looks at it curiously. "It does not look appetizing."

"Try it. He won't mind." I push a straw into the drink.

Ratchet pales slightly and shakes his head. "I have not tried human fuel before."

I chuckle, "Then a slushie is probably your best way to go. Just for starters. Also, totally working on that."

He shrinks back a little, a nervous look on his face. "Sarah, I don't know about that."

I sigh, "Well, at least taste the drink."

Ratchet winces. "I'm not sure I would know how to."

Smirking, I take the cup from him and pop off the lid carefully. "Just take a sip from the side then."

He sighs, cautiously putting the plastic cup to his mouth and taking a tiny mouthful. His face changes quickly from apprehension to regret and discomfort as he starts coughing.

I take the cup from him before he spills it, and put the lid back on. "Are you okay?"

He keeps coughing, then deactivates his holoform. "That was unpleasant."

I put a hand on his dashboard concernedly. "Are you okay?"

He coughs again. "Aside from being very uncomfortable, yes."

"I'm sorry..." I blush, putting the cup back into the tray and tucking half the straw wrapper over the straw. "I shouldn't have asked you to do that..."

"Sarah, it's alright. It tasted... very sweet and syrupy." He coughs again, quieter this time. "I have just never eaten anything in holoform before."

I wince again. "I'm sorry."

He sighs, "There is no need for you to apologize. Now, you wanted to buy sandwiches for breakfast?"

"Right across the street at the Safeway." I hold the trays of coffee as he starts driving.

"I don't think I can come in with you." I smile at his mirror.

"That's okay."