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Tie Pi really worked hard on this carbon-based life form called Tranquility, but no one believed him.

【"No, I mean really don't let me take...then who! I'm a weapon expert, am I..."】

【"Nanny? Me neither."】The ambulance turning the wrench shrugged, and replied through the inside line, 【"But going out for a drive and exercising is good for your health."】

["Wait, wait! If I'm not mistaken, if I take her out for a ride, she's sitting in my car, right? I'm the one who wants to exercise..."] The iron skin who was so excited that he wanted to get up was rescued The car hit the operating table with a wrench, and the well-founded scientific argument succumbed to the coercion of the ambulance's high-speed rotating drill, ["Oh! All right, all right! As long as you are not afraid that I will brake her and throw her out of the car window! "]

【"Then fasten her seat belt. I will overhaul your system."】As the ambulance said, it raised its hand and turned off the other party's sensor, making the other party go offline, and Xiang lay down on the small table An Ning smiled, "Good news, Tie Pi said that he can take you out to play next time when he goes out to train Gun Boy and To Boy."

Ironhide had never been good at dealing with children, he was only good at dealing with and training fighters.Then Optimus Prime had a conversation with him in earnest. The general content was that the life form of the earth is completely different from that of Cybertron, and the strength of the original monomer is far weaker than that of the Cybertronians, especially in the form of larvae. , not to mention that Ann doesn't need to be a fighter, so...

So Tie Pi shyly put down the ten-kilogram training armor tailored for An Ning.

"Al-El!"

The energetic voice woke him up from his thoughts, and he sat cross-legged in the sand and sighed helplessly: "What are you doing? My name is 'Ironhide' (Ironhide)! You can pronounce 'Al' and Say 'Hyde', why can't you string them together and say it faster!"

An Ning's reply was to stare up at him with her blue eyes blankly with her mouth open.

"Oh...forget it." Tin Hide sighed again, "What were you trying to say just now?"

"Woo..." An Ning tilted her head, with a puzzled expression on her face, and the strange oral habit she had always had, then she straightened her head and smiled at him again, "I forgot!"

"..."

Iron Skin, who felt that he was being mocked, turned the heat cannon on his arm to the opponent, "Do you need me to help you remember? Brat? Maybe a taste of my weapon will help you remember? Huh?"

That being said, the muzzle he stretched out in front of An Ning was dark, without the warm orange light of the liquid lead cannon or the cold blue light of the liquid nitrogen ice, and he didn't activate it—isn't it natural!A creature as weak and squishy as her could be seriously injured if it touched the barrel of a gun that was too hot or too cold.He didn't want to be told a dozen times by Optimus Prime Ambulance.

An Ning looked at the cannon muzzle in front of her that she could stuff herself into, and leaned her body out from the cannon muzzle so that Tin Pi's face was within her sight range: "Really?"

The old logic circuit of the iron sheet didn't react for a moment: "...What is true?"

"Will tasting your weapon remind me?"

"...uh, ah..."

"Woo~?" Taking Tie Pi's voice of not knowing how to respond as the default An Ning blinked his eyes, then stretched out his hands to support the wall of Tie Pi's gun barrel, and leaned forward under Tie Pi's crystal blue light mirror, With the tip of her pink tongue, she gently licked his well-maintained gun barrel.

Reflexively put that part of the sensing system to the maximum, before the iron processor has finished processing this tactile signal, the deformation gear has already started to rotate rapidly, and the "Qi Qi Ka Ka Ku Ku" deformation has become a mimic GMC truck.

And after he had actually processed this tactile signal and understood what the other party had done... Ironhide didn't want to change back from mimicry even more.

……

Until now, every time the memory processing system inadvertently recalls this memory file, the central processing unit of the iron sheet has the urge to overheat and crash.

"Al? Is your air-conditioning system broken? . . . it seems a little hot."

Iron Sheet woke up suddenly, and stuffed the memory file on the top of the processor back to the deepest microtransistor, and quickly adjusted the temperature in the car to ensure that the little passenger sitting in the driver's seat would not get dehydrated or suffer from heat stroke.

To be honest, he is not good at taking care of young animals at all, and he doesn't like this squishy little guy who always likes to hug his arms at all. He just doesn't let other TFs take care of him. ……Humanity?Oh come on!Before they even put on armor or weapons, they were limp, how could they protect this little guy!

Therefore, Ironhide was the least supportive of An Ning leaving the lair.

If it weren't for the rule that Autobots cannot harm humans, he would have blasted that slag named Josephine away with one shot.

——Sorry, brother, I didn't know the inside line was still open.I was just kidding.

Once taken away by those humans, it will be difficult to come back.

...but he can have assignments.

Ironhide would sometimes take advantage of leaving the island where the nest was located for missions, and stop by to see the place where Anning lived—the Vitwiki family who had been in contact with them and now also acted with Bumblebee.But usually when he finished his task, it was not too early, and when he got there, he could only see the house.There was no light in the dark windows.

["I know you like Ann very much and miss her very much. But we must consider An's freedom as a human being. In this environment, she can grow better—as a human girl."] Covered with red and blue Flame's truck told him so over the line.

Ironhide was very grateful to his elder brother, he not only allowed him to visit An Ning's house after the mission, but even accompanied him here every time, so that when they questioned their route records in Lannos, Optimus Prime was able to stand up and take all the responsibility on himself—"I'm very sorry, Colonel Lannos, I miss Tranquility. So..."

Optimus Prime, who is Prime, actually lied for him. Thinking about it this way, Tie Pi felt that his elder brother's sacrifice for him was too great, and he would swear to follow him to the death.

But when it's time to clarify, I still have to clarify, he is a tough guy!So he also opened the internal line in a panic: ["It's not that I like her! I don't miss her either! Brother! I, I'm just...a little worried. She is a very important energy body, and she is a soft human baby." Living body! Even being hit by a car will..."]

["Don't worry, although Bumblebee is young, he is a good fighter and protector."] Optimus Prime's voice is always so sure and reassuring.Under his comfort, Iron Skin could only suppress the urge to lift the roof of this house that could be bombarded to nothing, and take An Ning out of it and bring him back to the lair.

——Sorry, brother, it seems that I forgot that the internal line is still open. ...Of course, of course!Of course I was just joking!

And what happened next allowed Ironhide to prove that his worries were not in vain—even though he wished so much that his worries were in vain, for which he was even willing to admit that after the two-year assignment ended, he took a detour to Wittwicky’s house It was all his idea.

Fortunately, the little guy came back. ... Seriously injured, but still alive, and recovering well, there will be no permanent damage to body parts.

After discussing with the big brother, the humans also seemed to realize how dangerous it was to let her leave him as a weapons expert—he meant, all the Autobots—and let An Ning come back, just like before.

Tie Pi looked at An Ning, who was running all over the ground in a bandage, and felt that the other party might be a little stronger than he thought.At the same time, Tie Pi used his gleaming muzzle and facial armor to assure his elder brother that he was worried about human psychological problems, and that An Juebi did not suffer from post-war depression!

...he used to think so.

It was just a coincidence that the weapon expert equipped with the newly invented weapon ended his mission ahead of schedule, and he needed to put this amazingly powerful artillery back into the weapon warehouse after the end, and then perform a series of data records for later use. Adjustments and repairs.

And when he opened the door of the warehouse, the pale moonlight pouring down from the daylight window and the open door reflected on a small object sitting on the ground, allowing his optical lens to receive this information and avoid accidentally stepping on it. A tragedy occurs when an energy source dies.

After several times of analysis, Ironhide confirmed again and again that this human girl who was sitting on the floor of the weapons warehouse, "rustling" drawing something on the sketchbook resting on her bent thigh, was supposed to be a human girl Bed or the peace of mind in the cockpit of any Autobot.

This shouldn’t be, no matter it’s the Autobot’s charging warehouse, her personal lounge, or this weapon warehouse, there are coded locks on the outside to protect it, and it will be locked at any time, except for those who know the code or TF, whoever wants to It was impossible to open the door and slip in with alarm.How could she be here?

"Al?" Even when he heard the door open, the other party didn't look back at him, and continued to create with a pencil on the sketchbook according to the original track, "Oh...my fault. I didn't expect you to be here at this time Come back—I heard Rhett say you'll be back tomorrow morning."

"...I ended the mission ahead of time." Through the zoom of the optical lens, Iron Pi could see clearly what the other party was sketching in the sketchbook, and also found the subject to be the model—the same pale reflection reflected in the moonlight of the daylighting window. Brilliant, flying weapon components placed in the most conspicuous place in the weapon warehouse.These components used to have another name - Skyfire.

He was wrong, completely wrong.

He thought that the war hadn't left any impact on An Ning, after all, her usual behavior was so natural, not to mention that it had been so long—for human beings—she might have already forgotten the people who died in that war. dead.After all, human life is so short that they don't have time to wallow in pain.

But he was wrong, she didn't forget them, and she didn't let herself wallow in grief - he didn't even see any difference between the usual her and the old her... except for the occasional something that overheated his processor Things, but considering that she used to do things that would make him overheated, so... ahem.

She continued to move forward amidst the pain, and Tinhide felt that he had underestimated her, perhaps, the entire human race.

How many things about this race did he not know?Tin Hide still didn't know about this.

He was wrong, she was powerful, far beyond his imagination.

"Do you want to ask how I got in here?" An Ning, who was sitting on the floor, kept the pencil in her hand.

Ironhide went into the armory and closed the door.He didn't turn on the light in the armory, he didn't want the question of "the light on for too long will attract the attention of patrol soldiers" to consume his CPU: "how did you get in?"

"My ability." An Ning said lightly.

"You know that's against the rules: Once you use energy outside the shielding range, you may be detected by the Decepticons." Even though he said this, the tone of the iron skin who came to An Ning and sat cross-legged was also understated, as if Talk about today's weather.

"I don't think it's possible to have extremely tiny energies." An Ning smiled lightly, "otherwise you would have discovered it long ago, wouldn't you, Al?"

Compared with the Decepticons, with An Ning as an active energy source, the Autobots' ability to detect energy is absolutely superior.This is also the reason why Iron Skin is so calm: if the energy fluctuations can't be detected even in a place so close to An Ning, let alone the tigers far away in the sky.

Tie Pi felt that An Ning looked familiar at this time, a bit like... Ning.Perhaps the logic of this statement is a bit wrong, because they are essentially one person, and it is just the relationship between the present tense and the future tense, but this "future tense" seems to be gradually reflected in the "present tense".If she hadn't called him "Al," Ironhide would have thought it was Ning sitting next to him.

"...you are drawing." Tie Pi, who didn't know what to say, began to talk about the obvious facts at a glance, which made An Ning chuckle again, "Yes, I am drawing. More precisely , is copying."

Ironhide forced himself to focus on the other's drawing instead of her, and said dryly, "Good job"—he was not good at complimenting anything but weaponry.

"Thank you." The upward arc of An Ning's mouth became larger because of this sentence, but then it was reduced to almost invisible, "But it's still not good enough."

She raised her chin, indicating Ironhide's flying component that was used as a model.It's a very good model, it doesn't move a bit from the beginning to the end, the only thing that can be called moving is probably the light and shadow that changes with the angle of the moonlight, "He - Tianhuo - is the best I have ever seen painter, and probably the best scientist ever. He drew me a picture, but I lost it. It was too hasty, and I didn't have time to tell Op to stop the medical staff from throwing away the picture in my skirt pocket— Maybe it's too tattered to look like a painting by then. Who knows."

She finally stopped the paintbrush, making it a little regrettable for the iron skin that had begun to get used to the "rustling" of the pencil tip rubbing against the drawing paper.

An Ning stretched out her hands and placed her works at a distance, observed their perspective relationship, then frowned deeply, holding the sketchbook so hard that the fingertips turned white, and Tin Hide almost thought that the other party had fallen. She would tear up that painting in a second, which she didn't know how much time it took.

But she didn't.Her expression returned to normal in the "next second" that Tie Pi thought the painting was torn up, she withdrew her hand, turned the sketchbook to the next page, and said to herself: "It's still not good enough..."

Her paintbrush started to rustle on the paper again, and Iron Skin could tell that the other party was making shapes, and the movements were proficient, and she had probably done this countless times—God Pu, how many times has this little guy slipped in, Iron Skin Feeling in the core.Then the dense "rustling" sound suddenly stopped.

An Ning moved his eyes away from the drawing paper, and landed on the finger that was lightly tapping on his right hand for painting—with a force that was too soft to match his usual style and appearance—and then moved up to the iron sheet in the dim light. On the light mirror emitting crystal blue light.

The latter moved her fingers away from her hand, which was not as big as a knuckle hinge of her own, and pointed to the sketchbook on her lap: "Can you?"

"..." The other party let out an inaudible sigh, and put his sketchbook in the open palm of the other party.

Ironhide turned on the low beam on his chest, and carefully flipped through the sketchbook which was too small for him.He saw the three Alci sisters, Josephine, and some TFs with blurred faces and details—judging from the color ratio of black far greater than white, it was probably a Decepticon, and the most common one was Skyfire, all forms of Skyfire .

He thought it was probably another sketchbook of hers, because he had seen the other party secretly watching him from a distance and then scribbling and drawing on the sketchbook. The barrel of the afternoon - even every link gap is polished to a shine.It's a pity that he couldn't bear to ask her to show him the finished product.

"You haven't learned painting systematically, have you?" Tie Pi stopped his difficult page-turning movements when he reached the page where An Ning had just made a prototype.

An Ning shrugged: "There is no art teacher in this base, Al. And there is no one in those electronic courses."

Yes, since An Ning returned to the lair, all her studies have become electronic lessons.The lectures of each subject are pre-recorded and broadcast on a daily basis, and the homework is uploaded to the teacher of the course by email.

She is almost cut off from the outside world.

Ironhide was silent for a moment, he felt that An Ning's tone seemed to be mocking him, but he was always wrong, he knew it very well.From the very beginning, the other party was just telling her most intuitive thoughts, she presented everything in front of them, she never concealed, nor would she mock him.It has been from the beginning, and it has always been.

"I can teach you," said Ironhide, "if it's just general copying perspective."

"You?" An Ning's tone was finally no longer calm but full of surprise, and Tie Pi found that he liked her like this, lively, emotional, and full of vitality.

His tone also became energetic, with the usual impatience and arrogance: "Of course! Do you think I, a weapon expert, can't draw design drawings?!"

Tie Pi took the paintbrush presented by the other party's hands, and then rolled up his sleeves flamboyantly, and a masterpiece was born like this!

...Of course the process was not that bold, more precisely, it was a lot of aggrieved.In the middle of the process, the pencil was pinched and broken, and the pencil fell to the ground, and the thick fingers of the iron sheet could not pick it up. However, in the end, the iron sheet still drew an extremely delicate painting for An Ning - that is what he once designed for An Ning. Yes, a prototype training armor has actually been made.

After An Ning took the sketchbook, she was silent for a long time, so long that Tie Pi couldn't help but want to say rude words to cover up the uneasiness in her heart.But he still endured it, because he keenly noticed that the refraction of the other party's eyeballs to the light began to increase. Simply put, she seemed to be about to cry in a second.

But he was wrong again.An Ning raised her head in the next second, and showed him the brightest smile: "Thank you, Al, you draw really well! You are the second best painter I have ever seen! Please teach me how to draw in the future Lah," she stood on tiptoe, and covered the arm armor with the iron sheet hanging on the floor beside her, under which there were countless heat cannons aimed at her but never fired a single shot, "Mr. Iron?"

Tie Pi was slightly stunned by the prefix before his nickname, and then let out a hearty laugh. At the same time, he gently pushed An Ning's back with his other hand, and drove her to his palm: "That's natural! Then as a Your teacher, I want to tell you, it’s time to charge! Hurry up and go back to your charging bed to charge! Tomorrow I will teach you how to draw a good weapon design!”

Then he stood up, ready to go to the depths of the warehouse to put away his weapons and bring An Ning back to her resting room.No, it's too late now, she might be able to sleep in her cab, if his memory circuits weren't so aging, he remembered that he still had a blanket in the trunk...

When Ironhide put away his weapon and turned back and passed in front of Skyfire's flying unit again, he stopped and asked with some hesitation: "Have you... ever hated Optimus Prime?"

An Ning looked at Iron Skin in surprise, as if the other party had said something shocking to the world—for example, when Skyfire said, "That smelly tire named 'Op' actually forced the carbon-based larvae to dock with him", Iron Skin felt that he probably It's this look: "No! Of course not! Why would you think that?"

"After all, Optimus Prime... I mean, there was no choice under the circumstances, let alone..."

"I know." An Ning interrupted Tie Hide calmly, "I know that Opu has tried his best, and so has Skyfire. If there is another way, they will definitely not make this choice. It is impossible for me to hate Opu No, never. No matter what he's done...and no matter what you've done," she looked up at the iron optics with a smile, the blue light shining brighter against the blackness, and then she Leaning down, kissed the iron arm armor lightly, "I will always love you until the end of time."

The memory processor of the iron sheet once again called up the memory file that overheated his main board. Combined with the current situation, he transformed into an off-road GMC with lightning speed, while An Ning sat firmly in his driver's seat. On the seat, there was a laugh as if a prank had been achieved—this made him even more ashamed.

"Stop laughing! Go to sleep! You have to get up early tomorrow morning to train with me! Do you understand?!" The voice of Iron Sheet came from the stereo, and at the same time, the seat belt came from the upper right of An Ning, firmly binding her to the driver's seat on the armchair, and lowered the armchair at the same time, "Hurry up and sleep!"

"Okay, okay! I won't laugh anymore! I'm already asleep!" An Ning said reassuringly, closing her eyes obediently.

And when the black GMC truck drove out of the garage gate, the rolling gate slowly descended behind the car until the last second when it hit the ground, Iron Sheet opened his mouth again, with an unexpectedly cautious tone, as if he was walking on tiptoe through a field of flowers, for fear of stepping on the ground. Broken Yiduo, he even stopped the car, and asked with the lowest volume in his life: "If you don't hate Opu... have you ever hated yourself?"

"No...why do you hate?" An Ning's response was dazed, remembering that the other party fell asleep faster than he shot, Tie Pi felt that the other party was probably about to fall asleep now.And when he was about to fall asleep was one of the time periods when he was least likely to tell lies, so he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "That's good, that's good."

"Woo...good night, Al..." An Ning said vaguely.

"...good night, little girl," said Ironhide in his softest voice.

The tires that he had stopped for a while started to spin again, and the little girl lying sideways on his driver's seat—no, she was no longer a little girl—opened her eyes, and there was no trace of sleepiness in her eyes. misty.

Ironhide didn't think An Ning would hide anything from them.

And Ironhide was always the wrong one, always has been.