"Hey guys! The book just reached two thousand reads! How cool is that?" Enigma said, lifting her phone up proudly. Megatron slouched over to her left side, peaking onto her device.
"Huh, you should be thanking me." he smirked, playing with the author's blue hair. Enigma gave him a flat look, unimpressed.
"Why?"
"Well, it's due to me that you're gaining views, obviously." He replied, messing up the femme's already-wild hair. Enigma huffed, swatting his servos away.
"No, you should be saying thank you to the loving reader storyaboutHP  for her constant support. She and I happened to share the same love for you, ya big doofus!" the girl sighed. Optimus nodded, leaning onto Enigma's right shoulders with a pleasant look.
"Indeed. She has been very supportive. Besides her, there were quite the other followers too." Optimus noted, gently taking my phone and scrolled down. "-like this lady, menameDanny. She has been so sweet too." The Prime added. Enigma chuckled, nodding along.
"Yeah, she's very cute. There's also-"
"Butterflymed! She's the best!" Smokescreen yelled, tumbling over Enigma's coffee table. The rookie was stuffing his face with...
"Is that my pack of gummy sweets? Smokescreen, I needed that!" Enigma groaned, snatching the empty pack of sugary treat. Smokescreen shrugged, wiping his fingers on his jacket before taking over the lady's phone without a warning.
"This beautiful femme has been requesting for my one-shots! Thank you, I know I look good sweetspark!" he winked at the trio on the sofa. The three of them shuddered, Enigma gagging in the middle.
"Please, save the narcissism for Knockout." Enigma said, shaking her head. Ratchet trudged over, his lab coat touching the ground as he sighed.
"Anna-"
"Enigma!" The author corrected, pouting at the confused medic.
"Isn't that your real name?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at the femme human.
"Yeah, but we're on camera now. I'd prefer you to use my pen name please." Enigma sighed, standing up and pointing towards the camera. Ratchet rolled his eyes and tossed the item on his hands towards the short lady.
"Here, do something with that." He muttered, taking a seat on the other sofa. Enigma tilted her head in confusion, looking down at the tablet he had just thrown-
Oh.
"Right...Kinda ironic, ya know? My first book and now I'm more focused on this one-shots than anything." Enigma chuckled, mindlessly tapping on the screen. Lightblade came down from the staircase with an eye roll, draping over the railing with a dissatisfied grunt.
"You gave me a badass drawing of myself and one finished book and then all of a sudden you're focusing on this book instead, this ain't fair!" Lightblade whined, pouting at her creator. Enigma sighed, snickering at the identical-hairstyle femme with amusement.
"Sorry baby. In my defence, I'm still working on your plot." The writer said, shrugging. Miko bounced over the couch without a warning, knocking the petite femme's wind out of her lungs.
"OOF!" Enigma choked out.
"ANNNNAAAA!!!" Miko dragged, tugging onto the author's hoodie with much force.
"The name's Enigma damn it, we're on screen!" she hissed, prying away the Japanese girl's hands. "What do you want kid?" she sighed, looking down at the teen.
"Hey! Canonically speaking I'm older than you by now!" Miko huffed, glaring at the blue-haired femme.
"Yeah. Unfortunately, you're forever fifteen and I'm turning eighteen next month." Enigma smirked victoriously.
"Tsk, fine. Anyways, can you make another book please?" she begged, pulling onto the author's arms.
"Do you want Lightblade to kill me? I'm already lagging behind on her stories due to this book and ya want me to add another one!?" Enigma hissed, adamantly denying the girl's request.
"Well, you could always plan your time better." Ultra Magnus commented, leaning on the couch's side.
"I'm horrible with coordination and time management, not to mention tidiness." Enigma sighed again.
"With that on the line, aren't you a multi-fandom writer? Not going to write any other stories? What about Marvel? Sherlock? Or the other TFA crew stories!?" Miko sprung up, barraging the femme with questions again.
"I am. Soon, maybe after I'm done with Lightblade's book. Besides, I'm going off to college soon, hopefully I'll still be able to write." The young femme sighed, clutching her phone. Megatron set a hand on her shoulders, giving her his usual gorgeous smile.
"Oh please, you wouldn't leave us alone...right?" he gave the author a fake teary-look. Enigma choked mid-air, blushing.
"Stop it!" Enigma chided, swatting his arms. Optimus leaned over, concern pooling in his ocean blue eyes.
"It would pain us for you to leave without a notice." The Prime commented, laying his head onto the author's lap.
"Damn it! What's with the sudden negative feelings!? We're supposed to be saying our thanks to the readers, damn it!" Enigma gritted her teeth, blushing furiously. "Besides, I'll obviously leave a note before I leave for college AND even so, I might update sometimes...just not so often." She added, combing her hands through the Prime's hair.
"Hmm, I find it illogical that you've yet to make a one-shot story or debut my character in your stories, Enigma. Are you not afraid of being my next test subject?" Shockwave said, tipping the femme's chin to meet his eyes.
"Nope. It's a good day to die." Enigma smirked, glaring back.
"Tsk. Make one for me, Primus damn you."
"HAH! Got ya to crack!" Enigma laughed, doing a small victory dance. Soundwave meekly came over, visor in his face and projecting a sad emoji.
"Statement: Me want a story." He said, crossing his slender arms in front of him.
"I know for a fact that you're pouting under the mask, and yes, it's on the way. Same goes for the rest of you so y'all can stop with the unwanted stares now." Enigma said, raising an eyebrow at the group of humans and holoforms staring at her.
"Can we like, get a main role type of chapter? At least one?" Jack asked, playing with his fingers.
"Wasn't the Predacon (Y/N) chapter enough? Y'all didn't die waking up a beast, that's quite the achievement." Enigma snickered again. Optimus sat up, giving her a humoured expression.
"Right. I don't suppose the reader should know that the chapter was based off from you being sleepy all the time and super grouchy when someone disturbs your sleep?" He commented, mischief evident in his eyes.
"Another word and I'll kill you off in the next chapter."
"Yes, ma'am. Sorry ma'am."
"Now, say thank you to the-"
"Hey Anna, you left out . She's amazing too." Knockout popped his head out from the kitchen counter, propping his chin up as he smirked.
"Again, use my pen name please. And no, I didn't forget them or any of the other commenters and readers. They all have a special place in my very heart and I am eternally grateful for their ever-continuing support." Enigma sighed, leaning back onto the couch.
Looking towards the camera, Enigma waved tiredly.
"From the bottom of my heart, thank you for all the love and support! Your comments and words always make my day brighter. I love waking up and logging into my account only to see it littered with notifications and messages. It's such a warm and fuzzy feeling!" Enigma said, sniffling. Optimus patted her back, tears also forming in his eyes.
"Yeah, we are very grateful for the support. Isn't that right, Megatron?"
"S-Shut up!" Megatron replied, hastily wiping his tears away. "I-I-Yes, the humans are nice... do comment more about my stories, please." He coughed, turning his blushing face away from the camera. The team rolled their eyes before looking towards the camera with a smile.
"Thank you for 2k reads! We appreciate the love and support! Please, spam Enigma's chatbox if ya want a one shot, she won't mind!" They laughed. Enigma froze, staring at the team incredulously.
"Er...sure? But it depends! It's not like I'm doing everyone's-"
"Shush, you'll do it. We'll make sure of it." The team replied, smiling sickly sweet at the writer.
"...Damn you all."