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ʙʟɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛꜱ (ʀɪᴅ! ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜꜱ ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ x ʀᴀᴄᴇʀ! ꜰᴇᴍᴍᴇ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

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You revved up your wheels, the Mech next to you hastily insults you, this further made you determined to street race. This hobby was dangerous, and often you come back to base injured you often get lectured about your dangerous hobby but this is who you were. 

 The loud noises of your alt form made its way to everyone as you drove at fast speeds. 

Being a autobot was tough, and you knew it. But the only thing that soothed you was streetracing. Most of  the time you ended up at base injured. You watched as the lights passed by you, blinding you. 

The bot you were racing against was behind you, he was pretty slow. He was talking slag back there about how you will be easy to beat. But you guess he was all talk. There was a sharp turn ahead and you quickly made it. You could see the glistening finish line, all you need to do is cross the finish line. You can go home, without a scratch on you, and Ratchet wouldn't have to fix you and huff at you being injured. 

That was easy enough...

Or so you thought, you were closer to the finish line, when the bot you were racing against hit you from behind crashing you into a tree, this cause you to swerve out of control, you tried to position yourself back on the road, but the impact from the tree caused you to offline, the fragger won. From cheating this has to unallowed. You offlined. 



You woke up in the base with 4 optics staring at you with disappointment. 


"(Y/n)." One of them said it was Optimus Prime, he was disappointed in you. 


"Yeah, Yeah I know what you're gonna say. '(C/N) (Cybertronion Name), how many cycles do we tell you NOT to harm yourself with your hobby!' Then I'll say. 'But Ratchet and Sir! This is my hobby! I find it relaxing!' Then Ratchet says something before Optimus can respond. 'This hobby can offline you permanently this isn't a good hobby!' Spare me the lecture, if its always the same thing but you say different words." You stated. 


Optimus sighed, Ratchet grits his teeth. "You're going to harm yourself." He said. 


"I know, but this is my hobby!" You said.


"(Y/n), you need a break and this is harmful." Optimus said. 


You pouted like a Sparkling would and looked at them both. "You're not my Sires. I can do whatever I want." You said. 


Ratchet grits his teeth. "Fine, go ahead, get offlined! At least it will teach you a lesson to listen to us! You're SO irresponsible! We try to help you! But you never listen!" Ratchet yells. "Go on! Get HARMED!" 


You were angry. "Fine! I will." You spat, you turned away and transformed into your alt mode. In anger you ignored the Comms you received from the team. Especially Ratchet he repeatedly apologized and said he lost his cool. 

You ignored those comms. 

":: (C/N), please get back to base, we are sorry. Please. ::" Optimus said, you eventually cut off the comms and you transformed into your bipedal mode to look at the sunset.