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[robotxwrangler]

Loud yeehawing

[ 🔧 ] :|| NOW THAT’S WHAT HE’S TALKIN’ ABOUT. “Good work pickin’ up the local vernacular, Optimus. I’m proud of you.”

+ @optimus-prim3

[robotxwrangler]

[ 🔧 ] :|| “Right? Who would’ve thought it: Two Cade Yeagers. Sounds like double the Christmas gifts for you, Princess. ...Not that I mean two dads as in, like, we’re married--and there ain’t nothin’ wrong with two dads in that way--but--...y’know I’m just gonna sit down.”

“Wow.”

[robotxwrangler]

[ 🔧 ] :|| “Yeehaw.”

YEEHAW...?

Yeehaw indeed.

[robotxwrangler]

cowboy advice

be rootin

be tootin

and by god be shootin

but most of all

be kind

[robotxwrangler]

*yeehaws safely*

[robotxwrangler]

Fits has given Cade some grocery gift cards and some beer for new years

[ 🔧 ] :|| Fits is officially a Yeager as far as this old man is concerned.

@danceswithautobots

[robotxwrangler]

[ 🔧 ] :|| “I’m allowed to mess around with the aliens, Tessa; there ain’t no harm in letting them think I’m some billionaire playboy with a cape and a bunch of adopted children.”

“Dad, stop.”

[robotxwrangler]

[ 🔧 ] :|| “I’m Batman.” Not even close. Shaking his head, he replied, “I’m a human, what else would I be?”

robotxwrangler started following you

“What…the frag are you????”

[robotxwrangler]

@despicableruler:

[ C. ] Even at the sight of the clearly inedible sandwich, the boy was not perturbed, he was all but climbing into the trailer anyway, his lanky arms snagging hold of the doorframe like a swings ropes, those wild auburn eyes glued to the shocked elder. He took harsh, heavy breaths, one of his hands going to hold his stomach in slight pain.

“I was informed you gave life to a human child, which means YOU BIRTHED it!” He barked again, climbing in further, closing the door behind him and wiggling off his tattered sneakers.

How polite.

“What do humans do when theyre pregnant!?”

[ 🔧 ] :|| “You were--oh my goddddd.” 

     Cade stared at the other for a moment, eyes wide with bewilderment. It took a few moments for his thoughts to catch up with him--far too long than necessary, honestly. Yet as the words settled on his mind, his face twisted back into a frustrated glare, and he waved a hand at the young man as if to shoo him away. “You’re--you’re an idiot, kid. No, no I didn’t birth anything. Look. Look, right over here.”

     Stepping around the other, he reached over to the refrigerator and pulled a picture down from under a magnet. “This--this right here, this is my wife and kid. Emily--” he pointed at the older woman, “--is the one that did all the work, that damn saint of a woman. Guys don’t have kids--are you just screwing with me here? You have to be. I--I refuse to believe anything else.”

[robotxwrangler]

He burst through the other's front door, wild eyed, breathing harshly, before he jetted out his finger at the other male. "YOU!! YOU BIRTHED A CHILD RIGHT!?!"

[ 🔧 ] :|| Cade had been holding a sandwich: it was a true triumph of a meal, packed tight with cheap lunch meats, wilted lettuce, barely-usable tomato, and some strange condiments that he had snagged from the gas station. To most, it was a biohazard, but to him? It was the best damn meal he’d had in weeks.

     …That was, of course, until a young man came barreling through the trailer’s front door, startling the eldest Yeager so much that it dropped to the floor. He could barely believe his eyes–or ears. “I–WHAT??! NO! What the HELL are you talking about?! You owe me lunch after this, pal.”

@despicableruler

[robotxwrangler]

When @robotxwrangler resist giving the screamer his hats, he just gives him a cowboy hat instead. and Starscream thinks its a human crown. 

[robotxwrangler]

✏️ :)

[robotxwrangler]

frosty flora

[robotxwrangler]

+ @warriorsgoddess | [ Closed ] | [ Plotted AU ]

[ 🔧 ] :|| Two weeks was all it took to change everything. In two weeks they had gone from a loving, albeit struggling, family to a father and daughter lost and confused. Cade gripped the steering wheel of his beat-up truck tightly, fighting down the tears that fought to overwhelm him yet again. He couldn’t--not yet, at least. Curled up on the seat beside him, drifting in and out of sleep, his daughter sighed; she barely understood what had happened, and while she had seen him crying, he did his best to mask the sadness that threatened to overwhelm him.

     [It’s just you and me now, Tessa,] he thought. [We’re gonna make your mama proud. I promise. She’s gonna be so proud.]

     It was the entire purpose of their little road trip, actually: why sit at home sulking and worrying when there was a great big world to see? He had scoured newspapers and a few online sources for things they could do together, when he spotted something curious on one of his forums: a small robotics convention, out in California. While far from a professional, the eldest Yeager had found himself drawn to the field after high school, and aside from his family, it was his greatest passion. Why not, he thought, take Tessa across the country to see new things, and possibly enter one of his little creations in the convention in as well? What was the worst that could happen?

      They had made several stops already, and were headed towards a little motel just another county away. Exhaustion gripped at his mind, but he pushed past it in order to concentrate on the road ahead. As he squinted into the night, something caught his eye up ahead--literally, up ahead. What looked like fireballs raced down from the heavens, far in the distance. Terror and confusion immediately filled him, but in the depths of his soul, curiosity took hold: Meteors? A downed government experiment? He glanced at his daughter beside him; still asleep.

     “...Alright. I’ll take one look, then we’re going to bed,” he whispered. He spun the wheel, hard, and turned down the road where he thought he could spy the trail of one of the things leading down. This had better be worth it, he thought. If not, he was potentially putting both of their lives in danger.

     [You always told me I was too spontaneous, Em. ...Looks like I still am.]

[robotxwrangler]

@mehrere-mause​:

~ Due to her enhanced senses, the young woman was able to hear that the vehicle was indeed slowing down, much to her surprise. Hazel orbs glanced over to the vehicle as it slowed down, coming to a slow ride beside her. A man’s voice caught her attention and she halted in her steps, looking at the man in the jeep.

Definitely human. No inhuman sense coming from him, though, she could definitely sense something inhuman about the other vehicles behind the jeep. Were they like the one she had unfortunally come across earlier? They didn’t feel threatening…..but she wasn’t letting down her guard. Not for a damn moment. That was the last thing she was going to do. After a moment, she turned her attention back to the human. With the lights, it was easy to tell she was bruised and battered, dark bags under her eyes from not being able to sleep for quite some time. Not that it mattered. She didn’t need sleep. Her clothes were torn in some areas, a tear in the forearm of her leather jacket, a tear in her shirt near her gut, which blood crusted around the edges of the gash in her pale flesh.

She sniffed, wrinkling her nose before she spoke. Pal was new for her.

“I’m fine, sore, but fine.” the young woman replied. “I was in a fight earlier, and got away, but not without some injuries. Nothing major though…”

Yeah, nothing major. She says as a trickle of blood flows down the side of her head. Yeah, she was still bleeding from a gash in her head.

[ 🔧 ] :|| Squinting through the haze of the convoy’s lights, the sight that filled Cade’s field of vision was frightening. A young woman--likely in her early 20′s, at most--who looked as though she had just gone through a warzone. Tattered clothing, bruises and blood, and a look in her eyes that, to him, said that she likely hadn’t rested in far longer than necessary.

     His parental instincts powered through any uncertainties that may have filled him before; this wasn’t good, and she needed help immediately.

     “Jesus Christ... nothing major? Yeah, no, h-hold on a sec.” He pulled the Jeep over to the side of the road, and hopped out as soon as he had the vehicle in Park. From the rear he began to pull out a couple of small duffle bags, and tossed them both up on his shoulder. “Hey--one of you guys, pull up so we can actually see, alright? Dark as hell out here...”

     One of the vehicles obeyed--a yellow Camero pulled away from behind a beat-up old military vehicle to shine its headlights at the pair of humans, engine idling rather loudly as it settled in. Cade sighed, then stepped away from his Jeep and over to the young woman. “Now--sorry, this is really forward. The name’s Cade, and I’m in the business of helping people when I can. Now, I don’t know what your plans are here, but the nearest town is a few miles out at the very least, and in this shape, you ain’t gonna make it on foot. Let me help you here, alright? You look like you need it. Now--I know I’m a guy, so that’s automatically a big red flag, but I promise, I’m not gonna try anything. I swear.”

[robotxwrangler]

@defectiicon​:

“Memes. The internet is full of memes.” She’d found some place called tumblr recently. “It was a lot of cars.” She hummed, studying it some more for a moment, thinking.

“There were some shiny cars and some not shiny cars, and a yelling human. And small humans in the windows.”

[ 🔧 ] :|| That made it click. “...A parking lot. You were... damnit, Sparkplug, no. No, you gotta take that thing back right now. End of discussion.” If the sinking feeling in his gut was right, then this was already sliding down the scale from “fixable” to “very, very bad.”

     Cade shook his head and waved his hands a bit, trying to pull his thoughts together: “This thing is new enough that it’s probably got some kind of GPS in it, meaning if it’s reported stolen--WHICH IT WILL BE--then they’re gonna track it, and if they track it, then they’ll either find it in your gut or right here in my yard, and if that happens--guess what! We’re all screwed! So. You’re gonna take it back right the hell now. And then we can forget aaaaall about this, and you can go back to... memes or whatever. Got it?”

[robotxwrangler]

@sassy-wolf-satyr​:

Meanwhile, for the Satyrian teen, she was having a grand ol’ time exploring the barn. Her curious eyes gazed around like a child on Christmas morning, wanting to see everything and anything. What human would have such a keen interest in metal and machines? So much so that they had an entire barn full? That’s a question she’d probably never find the answer to, at least her knowledge.

She has to settle down for the night; at least for a couple hours before the human got up. “Alright…wonder if there’s any extra tarp around here…” She didn’t want to disturb the place, as much as the machines were interesting. “Maybe there was some outside…covering some wood or just lying around?” With that hopeful notion, she made her way towards the door to the outside. As she drew closer towards the doors, she could sense some creature was outside.

She dusted it off as nothing, however– she was too tired to identify what it could be. And to her, a human was way out the window for her to have guessed. Still, she remained caution. She didn’t exactly wanna get attacked by an animal, either. Slowly but surely, She swung the door open quickly, her breath hitching audibly at what could come next.

[ 🔧 ] :|| He was not disappointed; inside the barn Cade could hear something moving around, likely shifting through his things. Who could it be, he thought. Perhaps it was the repo crew again, trying to find a vehicle that he had long since sold off for spare parts. Either that or one of his few competitors had finally found his homestead and wished to take him out. If not that, it was likely one of the local teens up to no good.

     No matter how much he warned Tessa about them, they always seemed to show up in one way or another. Well, the eldest Yeager thought, these ones would be in for quite the surprise. 

     As the footfalls--those were footfalls, right?--moved closer to the door, Cade’s grip on the bat tightened. His breathing slowed, and he found himself counting in his mind to keep focus. Ten, nine, eight... The stranger was moving closer. Seven, six, five... Something pushed against the door from the inside--his heart was racing. Four, three, two... Just then, it swung open. “ONE!”

     Cade stepped away from the wall and swung with all his might, not looking at whatever his target was, but aiming for their midsection. Instead, his weapon collided with the doorframe. “GAH--SHIT... SHIT THAT--DAMNIT...” He dropped it almost instantly, pain racing through his arms. This was bad.