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That good stuff hit hard

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((A/N: the writing will be a little funny))

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I was finishing up some cookies when I heard a loud crash and banging thud in the woods close to my house. Grabbing my crutches, I hopped on down the manmade trail making my way to the sound. Curiosity hasn’t killed me yet.

I don’t have to venture to deep but as I get closer the trees and ground have large gouges in them or completely removed; leading down to a trail of tracks.
As I get closer I'm starting to hear rhythmic sounds but also mechanical noises, like whirs, clicks and a few odd chirps. I’m not prepared as soon there is another thud and I almost fall to the grassy floor. Thankfully, I keep myself steady as best as I can and hop along only to stop and gap at the sight I see before me; a massive being made entirely of metal, red and blue coloring but appears to be injured as it looks like his leg is broken as well. Holy shit, we can be cast buddies!

Eagerly I go over to him, “Hello! My names Chelsea, what’s yours?”

The being goes still and stares at me his eyes a brilliant blue seem to stare into my morbid soul

“My designation is Optimus Prime.”

Oh lord in heaven that voice

“Why are you not scared femme?” he seemed to have a curious tone if only slight

I smiled at him a little dopily and replied honestly, “I’m on the good shit.”

He tilts his head in what I assume is confusion, “I got good drugs. I broke my leg recently, and they got my good pain meds. I’m just thankful I won’t have to take the strong stuff much longer.” I grinned at him and he seemed less confused.

“So, I am assuming you hurt your leg?”

“Indeed, I battled a Decepticon and after he retreated, I ended up here trying to find cover till back up arrives. However, I seemed to have damaged my comm in the fight.” Optimus replied tapping the side of his head where a large fin like thing is bent and broken at the tip

“I have a phone you can use, it's got great service and hey! We can be cast buddies!” I hobbled closer to him and wiggled my casted leg at him.

It looks like he was giving a small grin in return, but he said, “No, my kind do not need casts. My medic Ratchet will help me and soon I’ll be walking again.”

I frown dramatically, “not fair dude.” Another lightbulb, “Hey! I’ll grab my phone and some books and snacks and we can hangout till help arrives! We can be broken leg buddies instead!” I eagerly hobble back to the house, intent on grabbing some books, snacks and my phone, not even noticing (or caring) about the highly confused alien I left behind.

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I sat flabbergasted on my chair with members of NEST (a Major Lennox and chief Master Sargeant Epps) along with the freaking Sec Def Keller in front of me.

“Sooo, I’m not just feeling my pain meds am I?”

“No Miss, you are not.” Replied Keller with what I hope and pray is a little sympathy in his voice

“shit.” was my only reply back as I smacked my forehead

Chapter 2: Just a short snippet of new things

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just a short blurb from our OC

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I'm surprised I didn't pass out or anything.

I had the Sec Def and some other army guys in my small house (I consider it a cottage) and had made friends with an alien leader.

I know medical drugs can be strong but. I should have realized something was up.

After I made the phone call and let my new broken leg buddy talk to whomever was on the line, I could feel the warmth from his frame. He also has the sexiest voice I've ever heard. And there are plenty of human that have sexy voices. But I guess being on pain meds will do that to you. Honestly, though when the military convoy came with a helicopter or two; you would think I'd have gotten a braincell put together and figured it out.

Not a chance in hell.

No, this idiot goes over to the guy who I later learned was Lennox and offered him some cookies as I led him to my new friend. I didn't have to lead anyone as apparently the medic Ratchet had a signal locked.

But Epps took some cookies. Then I had no cookies...the bastard.

Well, long story short I was more coherent and then I had paperwork to sign and I was left alone to scream into a pillow.

I later calmed down and figured I won't be seeing my new friend again, which made me sad but I could move on. It was nice having someone to talk to.

 

Little did I know....I wouldn't be left alone. :)

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