[Transformers] The foodie in my body

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It’s not easy to finally go home, I actually finished coding this chapter update on the train _(:з」∠)_

I'm sorry I'm a drift saver!Obviously when I started the pit, I planned to finish it within 9 words, but it turned out to be close to 00W and it still didn’t finish. It’s all Drift’s fault... [Drift: [-]?

It's a bad thing to remember the pain in the past, but luckily it wasn't all pain, there were good things in the meantime, few but precious.

Drift leaned against Baozi's arms to calm down for a while, and he saw himself reflected in the glass which was completely different from what he remembered.

He is no longer who he used to be.

This realization comforted him.

"Thanks," he murmured, a low hum from the sounder.

Seth and Baozi patted him on the shoulder and back respectively in response.

"By the way, I also saw an ambulance."

Drift recalled the young red and white body he saw in his memory. According to his own age calculation, the ambulance at that time was quite young, and there was also a small ambulance clinic. Although it was a bit messy, it was the most TF around. Trusted medical place.

Ambulance at that time was already a good doctor trusted by everyone.

"ambulance?"

"Yes, now I believe that he is really my friend." This memory is called a good one for Drift, and he is glad that his memory is not full of poor life and ubiquitous crimes.

"He saved me who was brought to him by Orion Pax."

"Orion Pax?"

Seth and Baozi looked at each other. The name was familiar to them. Before Optimus Prime became Optimus Prime, he was called Orion Pax.

"Our great Autobot leader, he was a special policeman at that time." Referring to this highly respected leader, Drift also showed a look of awe, "At that time I...well... I was obsessed with circuit amplifiers. Can't remember how I messed with two area cops, the memory is a blur, I'm afraid my processor was out of my mind at the time, then Orion Pax showed up and rescued me, he took me to Ambulance clinic."

[Special policeman, who?Orion Pax? 】

[I remember the leader said that he was the administrator of the Iron Castle Library before he became the leader...]

[Yeah, I remember it too, so is this another difference between the two dimensions? The span from a clerk to a special armed police officer is too big. 】

【kindness. 】

No matter how Baozi and Seth complained quietly in private, Drift continued to tell the story in this memory.

"I just woke up and heard Orion Pax say he should have arrested me and the ambulance stopped him."

"The ambulance said to me, 'Listen boy, I saved your life today, it's all up to you, spray paint and wax, then go to the city and find the functionalists and see them I can find you a suitable job, you are special, I can see that - now go and prove what I say.', that's the first time I've ever heard anyone say that to me!"

There is no doubt that the white swordsman is grateful to the special police and ambulance that helped him at that time.

And he was touched by the ambulance's words of affirmation, which he remembered vividly.

"If I hadn't met them at that time, maybe I wouldn't exist today."

Finally, he made a concluding sentence for this memory. He blinked the optical lens and looked at Baozi, "Maybe I should send another message to the ambulance? After all, I was very upset last time and he scolded me all over the face, even saying 'goodbye' Didn't even say... I now understand that's his concern."

"Hmm..." Baozi remembered the 'drift of your home' that the other party didn't refute when he communicated with the ambulance, and suddenly felt that the relationship between the two was delicate.

Sometimes some questions are not suitable for the euphemistic questioning method, which may cause the person being asked to misunderstand and get the wrong answer, so Baozi chose the simplest and straightforward way of asking, "Do you like ambulances?"

Seth, with his hand on Drift's shoulder, coughed violently.

"Huh?" Drift, who obviously hadn't thought about this question, thought about it seriously, and honestly gave the conclusion drawn in the processor, "I like it."

"Well... let's fight then."

With a sense of satisfaction that came from nowhere, Baozi patted the drifting shoulder armor.

"But I guess you have to change the time." Seth glanced at his foodie girl with a headache, pressed and picked up the communicator and was about to get up to drift, "Maybe you should all pay attention to the time? I guess the ambulance will definitely not Glad to get a sudden call during charging time, maybe you will get scolded and hang up before you can explain the reason for the communication."

Drift showed a belated expression, "Oh, yes, I shouldn't have disturbed him when he was resting."

It was still late at night, when most TFs were in deep charging, he woke up because of memory recovery, and—he looked at the onyx red TF and white TF in front of him—he also disrupted Seth and Baozi schedule.

"I'm very sorry."

"kindness?"

The white swordsman apologized with the puzzled expressions of the two friends, "You should have other things to do."

"What are you talking about?" Then he was knocked on the helmet by the onyx red TF, Seth gently raised his head, making him look directly at them, "For me and Baozi, there is nothing more important than you right now .”

The white TF also came over, Baozi reached out and touched his visor, "Don't doubt your priority."

A little happy and a little moved, Drift didn't know what to say for a while, he nodded, and said in a low voice after being silent for a while, "Thank you...but Baozi, can you stop pulling?"

"Oh, sorry."

Unknowingly, she moved her hand from the opponent's face to the receiver, squeezed the steamed stuffed bun, and let go. Pushen knew that she really had no resistance to the cat-ear-like receiver, and this was just a subconscious action.

It was still late at night, and the fatigue that needed to be recharged slowly surfaced.

Especially when the drift was interrupted from deep charging, he felt that his system's built-in panel began to prompt that it needed to be charged urgently.

Seth saw the sleepiness of the white swordsman, and he looked at his foodie girl, "Baozi, do you still want to go on patrol?"

"No need, the surrounding area has basically been checked." Baozi shook her head, she had basically finished patrolling before receiving Seth's inside line.

Neither of them had anything to do, and there was no need to change shifts for the time being.

Drift heard the words and looked at the two of them, and the optical lens lit up.

Although he doesn't really want to admit it, but... well, he doesn't want to be left alone,

Although the memory recovery has ended just now, and the next time will be three days later, he doesn't want to be too far away from them.

"Go to sleep." As if receiving some kind of signal from Drift's eyes, Seth pushed him back on the charging bed, "I'm here with Baozi."

"But you have to charge." I hope they will stay, but I can't ignore the fact that there is only one charging bed here. It has been occupied by him, and the two friends can't sit next to each other all night.

"Don't worry about this." Baozi stood up and waved his hands to reassure him, then turned and walked quickly through the cabin.

There was a sound of ping, ping, ping, ping, kuang, and under the puzzled and surprised expressions of the two men, the white female TF came back majesticly carrying a charging bed.

With a sound of "Pang Dang", the heavy charging bed was placed side by side next to the drifting charging bed.

Clapping his hands as if he just picked up some small bun, "That's all right."

Two charging beds placed side by side can just fit three TFs...

Seth with complicated feelings is lying in the middle, with Baozi on the left and Drift on the right.

Hug on the left and embrace on the right to enjoy the blessings of everyone?

Don't make trouble, it's more like a family of three.

After the first day of Amnesia Drift called him and Baozi's parents by mistake, in the past few days he felt that he and Baozi felt more and more like raising children.

The white body on the right was quiet, the system was offline, and the drifter was fast asleep facing him.

The system of the white body on the left still made a slight sound of slow operation, and Baozi hadn't come off the assembly line yet.

【steamed stuffed bun? 】

【kindness? 】

[Aren't you charging yet? 】

【You didn't sleep either. 】

【Well... I'm thinking about drifting. 】

【Me too. 】

【Are those words of yours inducing drift and what about the ambulance? 】

[I think their relationship is unusual. 】

【…Your way of asking makes Drift feel that the ambulance is more like a Bondmate to him than a friend. 】

[Cough, well, if there is really nothing between them, they won't feel like Bondmates. 】