A/N: This ask is from Revit-sergal

Any plans in the future? 

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Ratchet: *deadpans*

Taylor: *blinks a few times* Primus..

Miko: *from another room* LANGUAGE!

Raylor: *ignores her* 

Ratchet: Well.. we've been so focused on the team and our mission that I haven't put so much thought into it...

Taylor: *looks away* Oh...

Ratchet: *oops* Taylor...?

Taylor: It's okay.. I mean, you're right, you're an important part of Cybertrons new growth... I'm just a teenage girl, so of course I would..

Ratchet: *realizes what's going on* You've already thought of a few things, haven't you? *picks her up in his servos*

Taylor: *nods slowly, averting gaze* Yeah.. but it's stupid...

Ratchet: *sets her down* I want to hear it.

Taylor: *guiltily looks up at him* I've always hoped... well, I'm a techno organic by creation, so I'm.. compatible with you. I... when everything was calm, and ready.. I wanted to.. be a family. Live in a house. Maybe even... have kids? *hides face in her hands* Primus, that's so stupid, how would that even be possible? I'm sorry, forget it-

Ratchet: *holoform turns on* Taylor. *goes over and holds her* It's not illogical.

Taylor: *sniffs and hugs him back* Really? I mean, would we even be able to..

Ratchet: *kisses her forehead* We'll make it happen someday, I promise.

Miko: *still shouting from far away* Maybe you two should focus on marriage first, RATCHET.

Raylor: -/////-

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A/N: Thank you again for the ask! Keep em coming!

*something ominous whispers about my other books in my ear*

A/N: *jumps*  EEP!!!