Transformers (Male Reader)

Chapter 48: Learning The Past

Hot Rod sends Viviane to the trunk.

Hot Rod: Be quiet! Do not hit me again!

Viviane: So, which bloody bot are you, then? Soundwave? Shockwave? At least tell me that I've been abducted by one of the famous ones.

Hot Rod: I am so much better than all of them!

Viviane unlocks the trunk.

Viviane: Help! I'm being kidnapped!

Hot Rod: Mademoiselle, sit down!

A Lamborghini comes up.

Viviane: Help! Yes, yes, hello! Hello, Lamborghini! Would you help? Sorry, I've just been kidnap...

The Lamborghini drives by.

Viviane: Nuts!

Hot Rod scans the passing Lamborghini, reconfiguring itself into a copy of the other vehicle.

Hot Rod: I love this car!

Meanwhile, Cogman was flying Charlie and the others on a plane as they arrived at the White Cliffs of Dover.

Cogman: The White Cliffs of Dover.

They got off the plane and walked as Burton was walking his dog.

Burton: That's a good girl. Good girl. Good girl. Come on. There's a good girl.

Charlie and the others arrive at Burton's castle as Burton sees them. A tank that was with Burton fired at the group missing them.

Burton: We have guests!

The tank transforms into Bulldog.

Burton: What's the matter with you?

Bulldog: Shit! My bits are falling off.

Burton: Idiot! Hello there!

Bumblebee: What the hell?

Burton: Good girl.

Cogman: Master, he's a complete knucklehead.

Burton: I'm awfully sorry about that, but you see, he thinks it's still the year 1918 or 1914. Something like that.

Cogman: So sad.

Burton: World War I and all that stuff. I mean... battle of the marne, battle of the somme, battle of the marne, battle of passchendaele. Trenches and mud and death and Gore and all that. It's terribly sad. "It's a long way to tipperary, it's a long way to go." Yeah, but it's... it's terrible! I mean, so sad, you know? But then, I mean... Isn't it? I mean, this late onset of, well... Robot dementia. It's not at all pretty.

Cade: I don't know what you're smoking in that pipe, man, but... What's going on here?

Charlie: Did you drag me to some transformer retirement home?

Cade: Look, somebody better start talking, or we're outta here.

Burton: Okay. Bumblebee? Optimus? We only met when I was a little boy in short pants. I must have been that tall. Maybe taller. Or maybe shorter, I can't remember. But never forget a face.

Cade: Bee, Optimus, you know this guy?

Optimus: No.

Bumblebee: I don't...With you.

Burton: Yes. Let's have a look at this thing. Please. Very interesting.

Burton examines the talisman on Charlie's arm.

Burton: Yes. You keep a secret for so long, knowing it to be true, and yet, deep down inside, you begin to wonder, "has my life been wasted?" Have you ever felt like that, Mrs. Watson?