A/N: The fifth and final series of Human Errors! It's a very long chapter, so I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the support! XD
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After the whole incident with Optimus, we both washed up to get ready for bed. Everything was more or less going well...until I remembered about the Decepticons. Drying my hair with a towel, I stood silently by the staircase with Optimus, both of us watching the rest of his team bickered heatedly with the Decepticons.
"Should we be doing something...?" Optimus asked, helping me dry my hair. I blushed at his touch but declined his offer, wanting to see what were the team fighting about.
"YOU ARE NOT STAYING WITH US! NO FRAGGING WAY!" Arcee growled.
"That's not up for you to say, unfortunately." Knockout sassily replied, combing his hand through his hair.
"To hell if you think I'll be staying in the same roof with the likes of you!" Ratchet seethed, gripping his wrench tightly. Megatron rolled his eyes and stood up straight, glaring down at the Autobot medic.
"And the lap-dog of Optimus barks, finally." He said, silently daring the man to charge at him. The warlord has finally refuelled and was itching for a fight.
"THE FRAG-" Ratchet was held back by Bulkhead.
"It's not worth it, doc." Bulkhead said, trying to ease the tension. The wrecker was still glaring daggers at the warlord. "Buckethead might crack his spine if he fights with you." he said, jabbing back at the warlord.
"Try me." Megatron growled, glaring at Bulkhead who had just made things worse.
"ENOUGH!" I said, walking down from the staircase, Optimus following closely behind me. I gave everyone a sweep of glance before halting my gaze at the Decepticon leader.
"I will NOT tolerate any fighting in my house! What have I said earlier!?" I said, gritting my teeth. Megatron raised an eyebrow and bent a little to get to my eye level before speaking.
"Indeed, we will not fight...but the Autobots are being hostile towards us; we're merely on self-defence." He said. I sighed and pinched my nose bridge, to tired to be dealing with this bullshit.
I need sleep.
"Look, I'll find you a place to sleep." I said, going over to the coffee table to retrieve my phone. Soundwave picked it up and handed to me.
"Thanks, Soundwave." I muttered, trying to take the phone from his hands, but he won't budge.
"Place to sleep." He replayed my words through his visor.
"Yes, I did say earlier that I was going to get you guys a hotel, right?" I replied.
"Stay with â(Y/N)." Soundwave mixed together various words.
"I...don't think it's a good idea..." I admitted, releasing my grip on the phone and wiped my hair. Starscream came to me and latched onto my waist, kneeling down one knee and started crying.
Wow, he's better at the waterworks than me while filming!
"Oh (Y/N)! Mercy, we beg of you! We want to wander any no longer outside! We've finally found a warm place to call home, please don't kick us out m'lady! I can bare no longer roaming in the streets!" he pleaded, sobbing loudly.
Knockout followed suit, grasping onto my right leg as he too went down and begged.
"Oh glorious (Y/N)! We humbly ask for a place to recharge! We're utterly exhausted and wish not to be out in the cold ground finding shelter! We'll- we promise to be good! Please, (Y/N)?" Knockout said, blinking up at me. I looked at Megatron and he looked down, rubbing his arms as he sheepishly spoke.
"Um-(Y/N)? If you could spare us a place to live, we'll be very much in your debt...and we'll be good, that I give you my promise." He said, looking up to me, blushing.
The warlord didn't want to beg and plead, but he was absolutely unfamiliar with all of this. He could easily perish in this weak form if he was not careful. Soundwave made a pleading emoji appeared on his visor, hoping that I would reconsider my thought.
Looking at the Autobots, they didn't seem pleased at all. Jack, Raf and Miko had a look of fear in their eyes at the thought of the Decepticons living together. Arcee, Bulkhead and Bumblebee were glaring daggers at them, not on board with the idea at all. Ratchet was close to blowing his top while Optimus had his eyebrows furrowed, still calculating the Cons' motives.
I bit the insides of my lips as I ponder over the thought. On one hand, the Cons do seem pitiful, really. But the other... well, they're Cons.
"I'll check the rooms." I finally said, massaging my temples. The Autobots gasped at me, horror filled their faces.
"But (Y/N)! They're the meanies! You can't just let them live here! What if they kill us while we're asleep!?" Miko hissed, gripping my hands and pulling me away from the two sucker-ups. I misbalanced and fell, landing straight onto the ground.
"Ow." I said, slowly getting up. Miko made and 'Oops!' sound, backing away slightly.
"Thanks for the face-planting, Miko. I think you'll be first to murder me." I said, hissing a little at my injured face. Optimus lifted me up, holding me in his place as he checked on my face for any injuries.
"Are you alright?" he asked, softly dabbing at my cheeks. I let out a strangled 'yes', not used to this close proximity. He gave me an uncertain look before glancing towards Megatron.
"Personally speaking, I wish not to be under the same house with you, Megatron. But, (Y/N) has a bigger spark for all of us and decided to take you in. However, if you dare lay a finger on any of us, there will be consequences. Are we clear?" Optimus declared, offering a hand. Megatron looked down at the outstretched hand and shook it, giving the Prime a razor-sharp smirk.
"Crystal."
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"Hmm..." I said, still wondering how to split the rooms evenly for the two factions. I went up to figure things out alone but Optimus tagged along, not that I minded. He was kind enough to help me blow dry my hair as I pondered about the situation when suddenly, Agent Fowler called. Giving me an apologetic glance, he went to a side and picked up the call.
Apparently, the teams were still equipped with their basic techs like commlinks and some weapons...just downsized, I guess. Optimus's expression darkened as he puts down the call. Patting the side of my bed, I called him over.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked. Optimus sighed and rubbed his tired face.
"Agent Fowler is far from pleased with the decision of letting the Cons stay with us."
"Eh! How did he know?" I asked, genuinely surprised.
"I...had him updated with the situation." Optimus admitted, playing with his fingers. I gave him a look of pity, the poor guy getting the brunt of the situation.
"Aww, it's okay. I'll make sure they don't cause so much trouble for us. Besides, if they decided to be an ass, I will most definitely not hesitate to kick them out." I said, patting his shoulders. Optimus chuckled and leaned against my shoulders, venting slightly.
"Thank you, (Y/N)." he replied. I felt the tell-tale blush creeping up my face.
"Y-You're most welcome." I muttered. Looking down on my hands, I broke the news to the Prime.
"H-Hey Optimus, I don't think you'll like this...but..." I winced, still playing with my fingers. I could feel his stares against me and I fought the urge to cower.
"What's wrong?"
"We...might need to share rooms with the Decepticons."
"...oh."
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It went horrible.
The Autobots and Decepticons were having a big row and my headache was getting worse.
"I'M NOT SHARING A ROOM WITH YOU!"
"NEITHER AM I!"
"No fragging way I'm with you idiots!"
"You think we WANT to be with you scraps?!"
Oh, for Christ's sake!
"Will it actually kill you guys to stop squabbling for once!?" I snapped, slamming my hands down on the coffee table. The two factions went silent immediately.
"(Y/N) ..." Miko said, but I cut her off, growling a little.
I'm too damn tired for this.
"I'm not done! I'll sort the rooms out whether you guys like it or not! Just... try and get along! I know you two teams got a grudge or two with one another, but if we don't figure this, TOGETHER, I'm afraid y'all are going to head NO WHERE! Now please, do me a damn favour and suck it up for the time being!" I seethed, giving everyone my pissed-off glares.
It worked.
Everyone gulped and sat up straight. Sighing, I laid out the plans for the two factions.
"I've got four rooms upstairs and three downstairs, including my room. We've gotta split evenly, alright?" I began, looking at the two factions.
"Bulkhead, Breakdown, Knockout and Bumblebee can take the largest room upstairs, which Optimus and Ratchet previously took place in. There's two large beds there, so please share it among yourselves. I've a spare mattress if you want to sleep on the floor too." I said. The four people I've mentioned gave me a look of surprise before relenting, sighing and nodding along.
"Soundwave, Starscream, you both share a room upstairs too. It's a bit smaller, but we'll make do for now." I continued. Soundwave and Starscream nodded, happy with the placing.
"Next, Megatron, Ratchet and Optimus... you can take the downstairs room. It's the third largest room besides mine and the fours." I said. Ratchet sputtered, not believing his audials.
"(Y/N)! W-With all due respect, I am NOT sleeping in the same room as that monster!" he protested. Megatron huffed and spoke up too, voicing the same displeasure of sharing rooms with the doctor.
"Please, I'll be having to stay up all night hearing the medic growling like a dog. No, thank you." Megatron muttered. I yawned a little and rubbed my eyes, fatigue getting to me as we speak.
"Then...Soundwave, Starscream and Megatron in the same room downstairs, while Ratchet and Optimus can trade with the two's room." I said, switching places of the two rooms. They nodded, agreeing to the decision.
"Arcee can sleep with Miko upstairs while Jack and Raf can take another room downstairs. Deal?" I asked. Breakdown and Knockout spoke up.
"Can we take the downstairs room?" he asked.
"It's a small room, you sure about that?" I replied. The two looked at one another before shrugging.
"Meh, beats sleeping together with the Autobots."
"Okay then." I said, clapping my hands together. Miko gave me a cheeky smile and I raised an eyebrow at her, confused.
"Your house is more of a mansion than a bungalow, (Y/N)." she snickered.
"I don't know and I don't care, I need sleep. Goodnight everyone." I said, dragging my tired feet back up to my room. The two teams replied and bid me goodnight.
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Timeskip
Two weeks after the incident, I realised that the two sides are getting along better.
"FOR PRIMUS'S SAKE, STOP STEALING MY FRUITS!"
"MAYBE IF YOU'RE FASTER, IT WOULDN'T GO MISSING!"
Yep, definitely getting along.
My relationship with Optimus turned for the better. He was still being an absolute tease and I still CAN'T stop blushing for god's sake. Though, he did admit his feelings for me and I agreed, but we decided to keep it out from the team.
I do not want them, Miko especially, to be rubbing it on me every day...but I think they know about it, I'm not too sure.
I did manage to find some old console games for the kids to play with, which I quickly realised it had turn for the worst when the Cons challenged a match with the kids. They were horribly beaten by Jack and Raf, the little one being the champion almost all the time. Soundwave managed to hold his own with the small boy, the two being geniuses and all. The silent mech scored a few times over the boy, much to the Cons' delight. Soundwave was their only salvation for their dignity.
There were too many times were Megatron wanted to blow up my TV due to him losing to the kids. Optimus had to stop him which always ends up with the two of them wrestling on the ground. Megatron would win because he's bigger, but there were times when Optimus actually won.
They usually ended up in a stalemate and receiving an earful from me.
Since the Bots were living with me, they showed no signs of returning to their old forms, which unnerved both leaders to no end. I tried to be the mediator for the both of them, but sometimes there would be the inevitable arguments.
...Like now.
"Prime! That last Oreo belongs to me!" Megatron seethed. Optimus rolled his eyes, holding the cookie away from the gladiator's grasp as he took a bite.
"No, I specifically requested (Y/N) to get them, they're mine." Optimus rebutted.
"Starscream! You're making a mess with the chocolates!" Miko said, face-palming at the seeker.
"Shut up! Am not!"
"It's dripping over the table!"
"It's melting, not my problem."
"Get a bowl or something! (Y/N)'s gonna maim you when she finds out!" Miko exaggerated. Starscream gulped and quickly went to find a paper towel.
"Breakdown, pass me the pretzel please."
"Knockout, get them your own. It's right in front of you."
I sighed softly, placing the groceries on the counter. Optimus's eyes lit up and came towards me, smile plastered on his face.
"Hello, little (Y/N)." he whispered in my ears, giving me a quick peck. I placed a hand on his chest, pushing him away. He chuckled and I rolled my eyes at the hopeless man before me.
"Love you too." I whispered back. I went to the counter and took out a parcel I retrieved before coming in and called out, looking at Knockout with disapproval.
"Knockout, did you swipe my credit card again to buy cosmetics?" I asked. The man quickly raised his hands in surrender, denying my accusations.
"N-No! I did not! That was one time, (Y/N)!"
"One time my ass! It was three times before Soundwave helped me crack the code on why the hell was my money going out so quick." I said, rolling my eyes. The vain man had spent nearly 1600 dollars on cosmetics at one point with my credit card.
Thank God Agent Fowler was the one providing me with the extra income.
I was so close to skinning him alive. In the end, Soundwave helped me by doing some not-so legal stuff and getting back the money into my account...probably hacking, I don't know.
Sighing, I sat down on one of the chairs at the dining table and teared open the parcel, only to raise my eyebrow in confusion at the strange...book in my hands. It looked like an old journal.
Flipping it open, I was more confused when I realised the pages were empty. I was about to raise a question when the empty pages suddenly appeared with words slowly. By now, the team were all curious and crowded around me, all having the same look of surprise when they saw the empty pages suddenly filled with words.
"Wow..." Miko trailed off. I furrowed my eyes as I saw the passage was specifically directed to me. As far as I was concerned, anything to do with me now only means something horrible will happen.
Scrap.
With an internal groan, I read through the message.
"Dear (Y/N),
Greetings, young human. Thank you for taking care of my children so patiently. You've looked past the two faction's war and took them in, caring and nurturing them with grace and love. For that, I'm honoured and grateful. Please, accept my token of gratitude.
Unfortunately, the curse is irreversible and therefore the Cybertronians residing in your home will forever remain as such. It is a ...punishment in a way for the fall of their home-planet. It is the price that I'm asking them to pay, but I'm absolutely pained to drag you in with our war.
But, upon seeing that the two sides have changed for the better, I've decided to add another gift for the team, to ease your burden and theirs too. Once again, I am very grateful for your care to my children. An organic that brought peace to the Great War of Cybertron, it is indeed a very remarkable thing.
My speech ends here, sadly. Thank you for your time. Please, continue caring for my children and guide them for the better. Till all are one,
Primus."
"What's it says?" Miko asked eagerly. I gave her a look of confusion.
Was it not in English?
"I can't understand it either." Knockout said, huffing a little. Ratchet came close to inspect it, but soon found himself in the same situation. Megatron and Optimus took the book and gave it a glance before the latter's eyes widened with shock.
"By the Allspark! It's the language of Primes." He said.
"Er.. no? It's English. I can understand it just fine." I replied, taking back the book and glanced at the team with weird looks. Optimus shook his head, giving me a serious look.
"You're able to understand it due to the fact that this message was initially directed to you. I am... able to understand a few of its context, but I believe you're able to read it with ease. Would you please indulge us on the meaning behind the passage?" Optimus asked.
"Er...it's a message from...who's Primus?" I muttered, glancing at my lover. He looked at me, shocked for a moment before he chuckled.
"Our creator, or god." He said, amusement twinkling in his eyes.
"Wow...um- well, you guys are going to need to sit down, this is ...gonna be a ride." I said, genuinely concerned. The team did as they were told and looked at me, waiting for the answers.
I spilled everything. Needless to say, the whole team were shocked to the core. Even Optimus.
"S-So...we're stuck as a human, f-forever!?" Ratchet asked, and I nodded.
"W-What was the gift he sent?" Megatron inquired, looking a little desperate. I flipped the page and jumped in surprise, dropping the book.
It was a picture of the whole team as their Cybertronian forms.
"What is it? It's empty!" Miko whined, not able to see the picture.
"Is this...you guys' bot forms?" I asked. Optimus looked over before softening his gaze. It seems that only me and him are able to witness the content of the journal.
"Indeed..." he said.
"Well...whatever you guys did, Primus is angry." I said, trying to lighten up the mood.
"Yeah, no shit." Megatron said, huffing. Flipping over the page, a small band formed and popped out of the book, latching onto my hands. I tried to pry it off but it stayed still. The metallic band glowed bright blue for a moment before dying down.
"Well crap, it's stuck." I said, pouting a little. Giving up on taking it out, I returned my focus onto the journal.
"Look outside." Was what it wrote. Shrugging, I hopped off my chair and went to the window to look outside. My eyes went wide and I screamed, backing away and knocking into Optimus.
"What's wrong?" he said, taking a look at the window before gasping. The team did the same and screamed too.
The team's alt forms were parked outside, including the Con's.
Everyone rushed out, the bots running towards their vehicular modes. Megatron gave his form a look of confusion, wondering what the frag is his alt form doing here and how the frag will he be able to get in. With a touch, the Cybertronian jet transformed into a silver trailer.
(A/N: Like the Bayverse Galvatron's mode.)
"What the frag!?" Megatron hissed, not pleased with being a ground vehicle. The rest of the flying Cons also expressed their same displeasure as their vehicle transformed into ground vehicles.
Starscream got a BMW of his colour scheme while Soundwave got a Jaguar, also the same paint job as his original form.
"Uh...that's the gift, guys." I said, sweat-dropping. The Autobots were in a much better mood comparing with the Decepticons, but I can't blame them. The Cons were probably so use with being on air, excluding Knockout and Breakdown of course.
Looking down at my book, I smirked at its words.
"The Cons will be able to fly their modes, it's just a disguise for now. Don't want your neighbours to question your home owning a jet now, do we?"
Cheeky God, I'll give you that.
Calling the Cons over, I relayed the message and they sighed in relief. "THANK PRIMUS!" Starscream and Megatron said in unison. I chuckled and flipped the pages, only to find it empty. I waited for a while,but it still came up with the same results.
"That's all." I said, going in to the house. The team followed me, taking their seats.
"Wow..." Jack said, still unable to fully comprehend the situation. Ratchet, Starscream, Arcee and Megatron were still in denial, groaning at the thought of staying as a human.
"On the bright side, we still get to eat your food...right?" Bulkhead chuckled dryly. I smiled, nodding at Miko's guardian.
"You guys are always welcomed here." I said, beaming at them. Optimus placed a soft kiss on my hair, dropping the secret to the team.
"Thank you for picking us up, (Y/N)." he said. Megatron stood up and bowed at me, giving me an earnest smile.
"I too am grateful of your help, dear (Y/N). You've saved us and paved a new path for us, all of us." Megatron said, flashing me a toothy grin. Turning towards the team, they all now had smiles plastered on their faces, contrasting to earlier gloomy faces.
"Thanks, (Y/N)." They chorused. I blushed and waved them off, giggling with embarrassment.
"It's okay, guys. I really love having you all around, although you guys tend to wreak havoc of my house." I said, snickering. Miko tackled me for a hug, smiling widely at me.
"See, it's not so bad having me around right!?" she said and I rolled my eyes.
"Sure, sure. Having a team of trigger-happy people in my house is not so bad after all." I sighed. Miko smirked and suddenly spoke up, putting me and Optimus in the spotlight.
"So, when did you two lovebirds started? I was thinking Chapter 2, but I think Chapter 1 is quite plausible."
"Miko, the fourth wall!"