"Thank you for the compliment, Beautiful." I teased back playfully and decided to take Mikaela to one of her favorite restaurants for humoring me and buying the glasses off of Sam, even though technically they are useless as I already knew where the All-Spark is.
"No way, you're taking me to Delmonico's?!" Mikaela's voice carried a squeal as I pulled into the fancy restaurant's parking lot that Mikaela only originally got to eat at because of Trent and his sister.
"Maybe, if you promise to be a good girlfriend and actually eat until you're full and not act like some dainty maiden and only eat a tiny bit to show off to the other women there that you sacrifice your appetite to have such a sexy fit body…when we both know as soon as we're in the car you'll descend on that to go container like some ravenous beast of destruction and death." I couldn't stop myself from teasing Mikaela, every time we go out she only eats a tiny bit then devours the rest of her meal while I drive us home, sometimes it's cute other times it's just annoying…like when she forgets to take her empty food containers out of me or she falls asleep inside me like a slob and gets food smeared on my interior.
I almost laughed at seeing Mikaela blushing fiercely in the driver's seat glaring at my steering wheel.
"Fine, but you have to promise you'll make me exercise when we get home, I'm starting to get fat with you always spoiling me." Mikaela muttered and pinched her exposed abdomen only getting flesh between her two fingers, but she still believes the misconceived notion that has somehow gotten stuck in her head that she's getting fat just because her ribs aren't as visible anymore and her tits grew a cup size…completely discounting the fact that she's still going through puberty/growth cycle even at eighteen going on nineteen.
Rolling my concealed optics even as a smoke tugs at my lips, "I promise I'll make you work out extra hard…so you're nice and sweaty when we take a bath together." I said back to her and got a mischievous smirk in return as I parked in a parking spot and split a part of myself off from my main body and transformed it into human mode.
Leaning over I placed a kiss on Mikaela's cheek from the passenger side seat, "Come on Baby, let's go put you in a food coma." I teased playfully while rubbing her exposed abdomen, which made Mikaela let out an indignant noise as she threw herself at me from the driver's seat, a short tickle fight turning into a make out session.
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Supra pov
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'So this is his Majesty…who seems to be in some kind of relationship with a pretty human girl, wait he can split part of himself off from his main body…like I can!' Supra thought as she surveilled the ancient King of Cybertron from a distance noticing the masked Decepticon life signal, searching for this Decepticon she spotted a Cop car with Decepticon badges.
Supra was at war with herself about whether to intervene or not so far since Megatron's disappearance going on a hundred cycles ago the Decepticons hadn't taken any hostile actions against her faction, and she wasn't sure whether or not this King who'd rather play house with a human girl than be among his own kind was worth drawing the Decepticon's attention for.
'For now I'll continue my observations…before getting involved…I wonder if Dad would be disappointed in me for this decision after all he nearly killed himself to give me a human form and I haven't used it practically since he gave it to me.' Supra thought as she watched his Majesty get out of his main body with the girl…facial recognition combing through earth records, Mikaela Banes a former juvenile deliquescent, reading Mikaela's record made Supra huffed as she split off a part of herself to form a human mode in her driver's seat replacing her hologram of herself, because of a deep lingering feeling guilt for not using a part of herself her father worked so hard for her to have.
"Time for some in person observation." Supra muttered as she walked right past the disguised Decepticon who is none the wiser about her a small smirk made its way onto her face.
Supra made her way inside of the restaurant and saw the happy couple practically cuddling in the booth they were escorted to by a middle aged hostess who glared at them as she walked away.
Mikaela looked towards her as if sensing her observation, which made a spike of embarrassment run through Supra.
'Oh Primus, my cover is blown!' Supra just wanted to drive into a ditch and die but Mikaela waved to her and motioned for her to join them.
Supra had looked away while trying to decide if she should cut her losses and run but in that time Mikaela had snuck over and ambushed her with a hug jarring her out of her logic circuits.
"Come on, join us!" Mikaela said as practically vibrated with enthusiastic energy.
"I-uhh-hnngh." Supra tried and failed to articulate a response as she was dragged to the booth Mikaela shares with his Majesty.
'Primus, I wish I knew a different name for him!' Supra internally groaned as her spark pulsated in her chest as she met the fallen King's beautiful golden eyes and felt her face head up with a blush as she overheated just from the small lopsided grin on his face and the kind warm look in those golden eyes she could just lose herself in forever.
"So, my name is Mikaela…and this is Adrian, my boyfriend." Mikaela Banes introduced herself and his Majesty…Adrian.
'Primus, his human name is hot!' Supra groaned internally.
"What's your name, cutie?" Mikaela asked the robot in disguise who barely managed to mutter her own name.
She found herself glaring down, the ancient Cybertronian who chuckled softly at hearing her name said aloud.
'How dare he, my Daddy gave me that name!' Supra's thoughts carry a venomous hiss.
"It's a cute name…your dad…or mom have a great taste in cars, sorry for laughing at first I was just so surprised." Adrian apologized to Supra, his eyes displaying his genuineness, which appeases Supra.
"Don't even think about it Mister, you are not naming out future kids after cars!" Mikaela pointed at Adrian with a mock affronted expression on her face
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Supra pov end
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Dinner with Mikaela and Adrian is a whirlwind of drinks, large portions of steak, tasty desserts and footsie under the table with Adrian, Mikaela runs teasing hands all over Supra's very sensitive human body that is unused to this type of stimulation.
As the three exit the restaurant, Supra is practically being carried by Adrian as she was seemingly incapable of walking on her own…after too many alcoholic beverages.
The young femi in disguise giggled as Mikael helped her inside of Adrian…the thought as dirty and funny as it sounds to her.
"I thought the boy parts were supposed to go inside of the girl parts!" Supra slurred and made Mikaela giggle.
"Oh my God…she is totally smashed!" Mikaela expressed in shock while Adrian (Guardian) rolled his eyes with a soft smile on his lips as he looked at Mikaela who was unsteady on her feet and almost intolerably loud signaling that she is almost as smashed as her new best friend Supra.
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MC pov
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'Something about Supra is off…I just can't place what…' I thought to myself as I looked around and spotted a red and black Toyota Supra, that I knew belonged to Supra after hearing her brag about how her and her dad rebuilt and painted her together.
Getting Mikaela into my cabin I look around and cross the street to where Supra's…Supra is, resting my hand against the hood I feel something strange…a connection forming between us that makes me blink.
'What the heck was that?!' I wondered as I pushed the car into my subspace so as not to leave it here, since Mikaela and I are taking Supra back to our place in the city so someone doesn't try to take advantage of her or so that she doesn't get into some kind of/hurt herself by accident.
Getting into my cab I notice Mikaela isn't in the front seat but instead in the backseat cuddling with Supra, Mikaela gives me that look in the rear view mirror that drunken horny slutty look that tells me I'm in for a lot of fun once we get home…that is if she doesn't pass out and sleep like a log before we get there.
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3rd PoV
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Guardian had only made it a quarter of a mile away from the restaurant when Barricade turned on the strobe lights and police siren.
"Pull over!" Barricade commanded through the loud speaker.
"Not today asshole!" Guardian quietly whispered as he hammered the accelerator to the floor roasting his tires, ass end fishtailing as he started his escape.
The cop chase tore through Mission City until the two reached the outskirts/abandoned industrial complex where Barricade transformed and began firing on Guardian with his arm cannon.
"Fucking Decepticon." Guardian muttered while keeping the two sleeping drunks on his widened back seat in place with tentacles, his main mass kept driving as he stepped out of himself, his small human form shifting into that of a miniaturized combat form.
"You wear my brother's symbol…but you are not part of the elite corps! I will enjoy ripping your Spark from your chest." Guardian said as he launched himself at barricade his sword and shield materializing in a size his smaller form can actually wield, in a matter of seconds Barricade lost his arms and legs and fell to the cracked pavement a completely harmless, armless and legless metallic turd that whimpered for mercy.
Even as Guardian plunged his clawed fingers into Barricades chest and enclosed something with his fist and sharply pulled his hand out of the chest cavity a pulsing pale blue light shined through his fingers as he opened his mouth and raised his hand up he swallowed the Spark whole.