^^art still not mine. Credit to the artist^^
F/c= favorite color
F/v= favorite vehicle. (Ground based)
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:Come on! You're driving slower than Strongarm!
The red sportscar in front of you laughs as he speeds up.

:I've never driven before Red! Sorry if I'm not a professional!

Your sarcastic answer is heard and the human in your passenger seat sighs.

"Come on Y/n! You gotta beat him!"
Russel's voice is tired as he yawns.

"Beat him to what? Back to the scrapyard?" Your resonse is quiet, as you don't want to rouse him from his drowsiness.

The night sky is gorgeous, twinkling with stars. One of them being Cyberton. The cool breeze brushes against your altmode. A sleek f/c, f/v.

You tighten the seatbelt protectivly around Russel as you lower the windows a fraction, giving him a taste of the crisp night air.

:Come on Y/n! I'll race you back! Last one back has to take the winner's next two patrols and has to buff them!

With only that as a warning, Sideswipe accelerates and within a couple nano clicks, you speed up as well, reaching his side. The feeling of the pavement beneath your tires is soothing, and the sound of the night wind against your windshield is pleasing to your audio sensors

The scrapyard comes into view, and Sideswipe gains speed. Cautiously, you speed up as well, and the two of you speed through the entryway in a tie.

You check on Russel, somewhat worried that he might have somehow gotten hurt, but the little human is fast asleep as they say.

You transform to bipedle mode as quickly and silently as possible, and gently lower the motionless human child into the arms of Denny.

"Thanks for bringing him back Y/n."

With a quiet: "Goodnight.", Denny disappears into his trailer with Russel still in his arms, and you turn to the now transformed Sideswipe.

"So now what Red?" You stretch your arms over your helm as you walk over to him, careful to not trip over anything, you reach his side just as he sits down against the wall.

"Talk until stasis I guess if you want." His voice seems tired. And surprise flits through you at the thought. You move to sit next to him, and you lean against the wall with a yawn.

"Sounds good to me Red."
You dim you optics, and rest your servos on either sides of yourself.

"Tell me something about you Y/n. I don't actually know you that well." A tired laugh accompanies his statement, and he stretches.

Memories flash before your optics as you try to think of something relatively happy to tell him.

~
Your carrier ran around the corner chasing a younger you.
With a laugh, she picked you up and spun you around. The sound of your giggles and tiny yells echoing through the small kitchen.

"Can we make energon candies carrier?" Your carrier settled you on her hip as your sire walked in, datapad in servo.
He pressed his dermas to your carrier's dermas briefly before smiling at you and then walking to his study.

"Of course Y/n." Your carrier set yu down gently as she looked around the kitchen for ingredients for the energon candies, and you slowly snuck towards your sire's study.

"And just what do you think you're doing sweetspark?"
Your sire scooped you up, setting his datapad on his desk.

"Sire!" A giggle left yur dermas as he tickled your sides playfully and switched off his comm.

"Can you make energon candies with me and Carrier?" Your glowing e/c optics looked up into your sire's dark purple optics, and he laughed before steping out of his study to join your carrier.

"I don't see why not."
~

Sideswipe waves his servo in front of your optics again.

"Y/n? You ok in there?"

You snap out of your memories with a nod of your helm and a quick "yeah"

"Sorry. Just remembering. My carrier used to come home from working at the medical center, and we would play games until my sire got home. Then sometimes, we would try to make energon candies." A laugh bubbles past your dermas as you remember your sire's face when the sweet liquid energon once spattered on his face. Sideswipe's faceplates soften as he pictures the scene.

"What about you Red? Any stories to tell?"

The red mech merely shrugs his shoulderplates and shakes his helm. "Not really. I was mostly just a troublemaker from day one. Always tryin to keep away from the Elite Guard y'know?" He sighs as he becomes lost in a memory.

The two of you change the topic to jobs, and a choked laugh leaves your lips at the thought of telling the red mech about your job as a femme fatale.

"I do pest control?" You state. More of a  question than a statement but he doesn't seem to notice.

The stars twinkle above you, casting a shine on your f/c armor.
Without you realising it, Sideswipe gazes at your sleek, shiny armor with a stupid grin on his face.

Reaching to the side, he grabs a paint bucket. Inside the bucket, sloshes a hideous neon orange liquid.

"Hey Y/n?"

"Mm?" You online your optics just as he splashes the paint at your chassis.

"Think fast!"