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Chapter contributed by : Pax

Prime Objective Part 3

Pax

Generation 1

Disclaimer: Transformers belong to Hasbro and “Market Commodity” is the child of StSE

A.N. Huge Thanks to StSE for betaing, not to mention coming up with the concept! Thanks for letting me play with the verse!

**

Kylie smiled as they cuddled close to each other on the couch. As it got later and later into autumn Kylie had been spending most of her time at home, studying for her upcoming tests. Of course she soon found herself distracted by her clone who always seemed to be depressed when he was done with his chores and she did not pay any attention to him. The first few times it had happened she had lasted almost an hour before she had gone to snuggle with him, after that it had taken less and less time for her to join him. The best part though, was that he had begun to help her study and she could not deny the fact that she seemed to memorize the information far better than she had before when she was studying by herself.

But today was Sunday, the one day she got to rest. She had finally gotten up around noon and after they had gone out shopping for a larger cleaning rag along with a few various other objects they had decided to curl up on the couch and just relax with each other. She cuddled more under the orange comforter before drinking her hot coco deeply. Orion pulled her closer and swaddled her further as he drank his own hot coco.

He glanced between her and the screen as the two “jedi” fought. His engine let out an excited rev at a spectacular martial arts move, body tensing again as the duel became even more heated.

Kylie fought the giggle in her throat as she reasoned he was just like a big kid. She glanced at the sketch pad and water colors she had bought for him a week ago. She picked it up , leaning further into him, but not missing the sudden look of interest that sparked in his optics. He had insisted on the pad when they had gone out one day and she just hadn’t had the heart to say no. Besides it would be good for him to stay entertained and she couldn’t say that he wasn’t talented. She opened it, admiring the relative growing complexity his drawings had gained in such a short time. She traced one of his crudely drawn roses fondly before laughing as she felt him hover over her, intent on examining her reaction. She looked at him and pushed him back playfully with a snort. “Stop that,” she teased softly, continuing through the pages.

Orion scowled and moved to pull her back towards him, ignoring her squeak of surprise. He tucked her head under his chin and continued letting his engine purr as he looked down at the sketchbook. He was fond of drawing now, even if was extremely difficult. Soon he’d master it though and be able to make beautiful gifts for her that she’d find romantic. Just like that scene from the ship movie that she so loved. He might even be able to get her to get out one of her emerald necklaces just for the occasion.

Kylie leaned up and glared at him lightly, shaking her head as she closed it. “I have to be careful, or your head will get to big to fit through the door.”

Orion snorted and returned the glare. But his retort was cut off when he caught the beginning of the star fighter battle that was happing between the Empire and the Rebellion.

She forced her way out of his arms as the microwave let out a steady beep, shaking her head with amusement when Orion just moved to get a better view of the screen. She emptied the popcorn into a bowl before loading up some of the dishes in the dishwasher.

She stretched and gazed out the window before gasping in delight.

“Orion! Hurry! Come over here!” she ordered excitedly.

Orion looked over at her and hurried over, staring at the white flakes that had begun to fall. “Snow?” he wondered. He recognized the phenomena since she had pointed it out before in films and pictures.

She nodded eagerly, nearly jumping up and down like an eager child. The first snow of the season was beyond exciting! Kylie had always been eager for the first snow of the season, ever since she could remember.

Skiing, snowboarding, ice skating! There were so many things that they could do; So many things that she could share with her Orion! Over the weeks she had grown more and more attached to the gentle clone, loving everything he did and feeling her love finally returned had to be the greatest feeling ever! No more pretending, no more stupid doubts, no more arguments, just the blissful event of being accepted for who she was and being loved for it.

She stopped at Orion’s amused optics and laughed. “Just wait until you get out there!” she teased, pulling out a bright blue scarf that she had bought just for his first encounter with snow. Kylie got on her tip toes to wrap it around his neck with a kiss to his faceplate, before she hurried to get her own winter clothes on.

Orion helped her don on her winter coat, but frowned when she shooed him away from helping her with her dark boots. He opened the door for her though, taking her bag as he offered her his arm. She smiled as she took it before they headed out into the street. Kylie held out her hand, catching a few of the flakes and shivering at the icy feel.

Orion mimicked her action, staring at the delicate flakes and watching in wonder as they melted almost immediately. “Why is it not sticking?” he wondered, thinking about the movies where the snow just stayed where ever it fell.

“Because it’s too warm,” Kylie explained, catching some on her tongue. “But soon it will be cold enough to stick and we’ll get feet and feet!”

Orion tilted his head at her enthusiasm before threading his into hers as he watched the snow fall. It was beautiful, he had to acknowledge that. Idly he wondered what it would be like when the white blanketed the streets and buildings. He mapped the twists and turns of the roads as they walked around the town before they stopped at a proud looking building.

“Library…”

Kylie smiled as she led him inside and they made a beeline for the art section. “You’ll like it. It’s a place to check out books, where you can read them as many times as you like and take them home. I noticed you had already finished reading the last book I got you, so I thought you might like to read some new ones.”

He scanned excitedly around them before turning his optics to the shelf she had led him to. And he nodded with childlike eagerness. He began to comb through the shelf, passing over some books while quickly picking others up the shelf - flipping through them before keeping some and putting others back.

After about an hour he had finally combed through all the books. Kylie had finished going over some of the tests that she had packed into her bag the day before. She glanced up when Orion came over, a pile of about twelve books in his arms.

“Is that it?” she teased as she looked at the various books. Some were on styles while the others were on some of the greatest painters that were known to human history. Michelangelo, Da Vinci, Thomas Cole…She nodded her approval. She idly wondered if she would be able to enroll him in online art classes, since there was no way he’d be able to go to college the way she did. The fact that she was a senior and wouldn’t be able to be there with him would have just worried her all the more.

“I…didn’t think I should take more than this,” he acknowledged shyly, shifting from foot to foot nervously. He was itching to attempt the same drawings that these artists had done. When he had looked up painting, he had made careful record of the more famous names that had appeared - And was quick to look for those names in the various books.

“It’ll probably take you some time to go through these, so that’s probably a good idea.” She led him up to the check out desk, keeping a grip on his arm so he didn’t just walk out the door with the books. “We need to register for a library card.”

The librarian raised an eyebrow, looking between her and the clone beside her but didn’t raise any objections, knowing the family ties of the brunette. She did, however refuse to acknowledge the clone after that, attention focused fully on Kylie. She knew what the nasty thing was used for and couldn’t believe that people would pay money for the debauchery.

“Name?”

“Orion,”

“Address?”

“The same as mine.”

The librarian nodded before handing Kylie a clipboard with a form on it. Kylie took it before handing it to Orion. She pointed towards the bottom of the page. “Just sign your name right there, alright?” She watched as he scribbled his name before attempting to hand it back to the librarian.

The elderly woman gave the item a cold glare, as if she were disgusted that he had even touched it. Orion frowned, hurt, before he weakly just placed the board on the counter.

Kylie tensed and fought to just jerk the newly created card out of her grasp when she held it out with a sniff of disdain. Instead she took it coolly, with a similar sniff. She’d have to have a few conversations with the director.

Orion took the card and tilted it back and forth at the yellow light that emanated from it.

“Come Orion,” The clone followed her as she led him over to one of the automated machines.”Alright, so first you have swipe your card.” She took his hand and helped him swipe it over the bar code reader. She almost laughed when he jumped at the beep before taking the first book. “And now you do the same with these, just swipe the barcode under that red light, ok?”

He followed her instructions, smiling when it beeped, the title appearing on the screen. He did the same with the next eleven books before his finger hovered over the “Done” button, awaiting her approval. At her nod he hit it and watched eagerly as the machine spat out a thin piece of paper. “What’s this?” he asked holding it out to Kylie.

“This tells you what books you checked out and when they’re due back,” Orion’s optics scanned down the paper. “I only have three weeks?!” he shouted, dismayed.

Kylie shushed him, shaking her head. “If you’re not through with them, you can always recheck them out,” she soothed, rubbing his arm gently as she placed the books in her bag. “Now come on, I think the snow is finally starting to stick.” She smiled as she led him out, throwing one last cold look at the librarian as they left.

Kylie squeezed Orion’s hand as they meandered down the street. The snow really was coming down now, there was almost a solid five centimeters of snow on the ground now. A slight wind had also picked up, causing the snowflakes to dance. Orion scowled at the temperature drop as he took the bag from her. He untangled their hands before wrapping an arm tightly around her waist and pulling her close, letting his engine rev as he kept a close optic on her core temperature.

Kylie didn’t object, enjoying the warmth of the other’s frame as he blocked most of the wind from her. She hummed softly as they walked, already imagining the fun times that they had ahead of them. Oh, Christmas would be so exciting!

Orion felt his core warm even further as she leaned into him and began to hum. He tried to echo the tune, his deep baritone harmonizing with her light alto. He smiled as they got closer and closer to home, looking forward to reading through the new books he had gotten. He stopped suddenly when he saw a stranger waiting at their door before he pushed Kylie behind him when the stranger rushed down the stairs, a blur of blue.

“MistressKylie!MistressKylie!MistressKylie!MistressKylie!”

“Hermes?” Kylie yelped as Orion pushed her behind him, even more surprised to see the fast talking messenger clone.

“There you are! There you are! There you are!” He sped around the two of them quickly, ignoring the sudden hum of Orion’s weaponry as he powered it on in shock. Kylie raised her hand to stop Orion before he decided to fire. “I’ve been waiting all day! Master Joseph hasn’t been happy, but he didn’t want me to go find you because he was worried you might come back while I was out looking for you!” The clone continued, words just blurring together until they were unintelligible.

“Hermes! Slow down!” she ordered, moving in front of the blue clone and grabbed his shoulders. “Remember what Joey said?” She looked at him sternly. Unfortunately it was a defect in this specific model. “You need to calm down or you’ll overheat.” She kept a tight hold on the clone until he stopped shaking enough to stand still.

The Blurr model took in a few deep breaths before holding out an engraved invitation with gold lettering. “Master Joseph formally invites you to his ball his weekend!” he announced as slowly as he could; normal speed for other people. “May I bring back your response now or shall I come back later?”

Orion frowned and plucked the invitation from Kylie. He scowled when she grabbed it back, giving him a reproving look before opening it. She glanced at the theme and nodded. “You can tell him we would be more than delighted to attend.” She nodded to the messenger.

“I will gladly inform Master Joseph,” he bowed before transforming and speeding off.

Orion frowned and removed the invitation out of her hands once more. “A Winter Ball?” he asked, cross-checking the word through his meta.

She nodded. “Joseph Beckett is infamous for his parties.” She smiled as she keyed in the code to the main door before heading up to their apartment. “And ever since he began to receive his clones the parties have become more…open.” Kylie chose the last word after thinking for a little while. Attempting to describe the eccentric was not easy in the slightest, but she supposed it could be worse.

She smiled as Orion helped her remove her jacket before hanging it up. “Do you know how to waltz Orion?” her eyes twinkled at him. Half of her wanted him to, but the other half wanted to teach him how to dance.

He shook his head. Dancing certainly wasn’t one of the programs he had had installed. Security and pleasure had been there, but nothing truly extracurricular.

She grinned happily. Oh this would be fun!

**

Kylie shook her head once more as she led Orion through the steps. “No, no. It’s one, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three,” she flowed as she moved, each step having been practiced over and over again.

Orion frowned and stared down at his feet as he attempted to mimic her smooth motions, but only managed to nearly trip over his own feet. He growled and pulled away, stomping over to the couch with a huff.

Kylie sighed. Alright, maybe this wasn’t as fun as she thought it would be…”Orion…”she moved to hug him from behind. “You’re doing amazingly well. It’s only been a week after all.”

Orion still refused to look at her, pouting as he glared down at his feet. This was too hard! He didn’t want to do this anymore! But if he didn’t learn to dance he would embarrass Kylie at her party!

Kylie’s frown deepened. “What do you say - we go shopping?” her arms tightened around him further. “After all we still have to get your bowtie,” she murmured in a teasing tone. “I can just imagine how handsome you’ll look.”

Orion finally looked over at her and gave a small nod. At least that would give him a break from the failed dancing lessons. Kylie gently made him turn around. She stroked his face plate, shivering as he let it slide back before she got on her tip toes to chastely kiss him. “Come on then.”

His engine purred once more at the kiss. And he sighed when she pulled away before nodding his agreement. He fetched her jacket and purse as she slipped on her winter boots. He held out the coat and helped her put it on before extending his arm to her once more. She took it with a smile as they walked to the car. He made sure to open the driver’s door for her before closing it and getting in on his side, buckling up as she had taught him too. He frowned though as they backed out of the garage, the snow had come on and off again through the week, and there was a thin sheen of ice on the roads.

He understood that these were dangerous driving conditions and with the incoming rush of tourists that Kylie had described he had come to the understanding that it would get even worse as drivers new to the snow and ice came. He wanted to drive, but she didn’t allow him too, saying that she enjoyed driving and the steady hum of the engine. His optics dimmed a bit as he ventured further into that a memory, a content grin spreading across his hidden features.

Kylie glanced at him and shook her head, having figured out what that look meant. She hit him playfully. “Enough of that.”

Orion looked at her with a guilty grin, letting his face mask slip back. “But I thought you liked the sound of my engine,” he ventured, blue optics sparkling, giving a harsh rev.

She blushed darkly and burst out laughing as she made sure to keep a close eye on the speedometer as they made their way to the nearby shopping center. “Orion!”

He grinned wider at her laugh before giving another rev, hand moving to her thigh. His features morphed into a pout through when she slapped his hand away.

“Not while I’m driving!” she chastised, “And certainly not in these conditions.” Crashing and dying were certainly not on her list of things to do today no matter how sexy her clone was. Thank you very much.

She attempted not to laugh as his pout deepened and he crossed his arms. Sometimes it was like she had her own five-year old, she mused. She chuckled and poked him once she found a parking place. “Come on pouty, let’s go.”

He got out, still pouting as his face mask slipped back on. He even tried to remain grumpy when she took his hand before it slipped as she leaned against him, nuzzling him playfully. He squeezed her hand, core warming at her attentions as they went into the store and they headed to a high class looking shop. He stopped at the look the short, round owner gave him before frowning in confusion as he immediately brightened upon seeing Kylie.

“Mademoiselle! What a pleasure to see you once more! How may I help you?” The balding dark haired man hurried forward ecstatically, pudgy hands rubbing together eagerly. He dipped his head in a bow, piggy eyes twinkling.

“Bon jour Monsieur Andreu,” Kylie moved smoothly in to a curtsy before nodding to Orion. “Sir Beckett is going to be hosting a party soon and I wanted him to be properly attired.” The man looked surprised before nodding quickly. “Of course, of course! And yourself mademoiselle? Is there anything you will be needing?” he asked quickly.

Kylie looked around the store, tapping a finger against her chin, “I believe I’ll have a look around after you finish with Orion,”

The owner nodded and hurriedly led the clone in front of a four sided mirror, turning him around once then twice before taking a few measurements around his wrist and neck. The clone glanced back at Kylie uncomfortably as the pudgy man hurried to get a step stool in order to reach the clone’s height. She smiled and winked at him playfully.

Normally she wouldn’t bother, but Joseph’s parties were…eccentric, and it had become somewhat of an event to dress the clones up. She wouldn’t overwhelm him though, not like some of the owners. She shook her head as she remembered the red, slinky dress one of the Starscream clones had been wearing once. It was like watching dog in a sweater…

She turned her attention to Monsieur Andreu once he was done and they began to talk about materials, she finally chose a smooth white cloth for his bowtie and gold links for his wrist cuffs. The shop keeper nodded before hurriedly heading into the back to make the items.

Orion got away from the mirrors quickly, before glancing around. “Do you shop here normally?” he asked, moving over toward some of the suits and feeling it between his fingers. She smiled and shook her head.

“No, it’s far too expensive to do that,” she laughed. “But it is nice when I can,” She moved to look at the ballroom dresses on the other side of the shop, examining them carefully. Orion watched her briefly before hurrying over to look at the dresses with her, one in particular catching his optics. “I like this one,” he pointed out to her hopefully.

She looked over and moved to feel the dress as well. The top piece was a beautiful sky blue, the same color that covered Orion while the under skirt was of the palest white, the armlets and attached scarf the same. She looked up at him and nodded. “It is quite beautiful,” she murmured. The fabric was breathable and silky. Yes this would be the perfect thing. “Yes, I think this will be gorgeous,”

Orion beamed at her praise before attempting to take the dress from where it was displayed. He frowned when she grabbed his hand.

“This place is different Orion.” She explained but stopped as Monsieur Andreu came out holding a few finished pieces. Kylie smiled eagerly as she took them before putting them on Orion with a flourish. She giggled like a school girl. “You’re so handsome, Orion!” she complimented, straightening the tie a bit.

He felt heat rise to his face plate at the compliment before moving to look at himself in the mirror. He really didn’t understand the sudden fascination that she had with him putting on the strange garments. It made her happy though, so he supposed he could bear it.

As Orion gazed at his reflection Kylie had begun to speak about the dress with the owner, pointing out a few things that she would like tweaked here and there. The shop keeper nodded, taking quick notes on a notepad that he had pulled out. “Of course, of course!” He nodded as she spoke, agreeing quickly with whatever she said.

Orion looked over when they had finished and Kylie wrote a check with a flourish for the amount of the cufflinks and bowtie. “I’ll be back in three days for the dress.” The shopkeeper smiled and nodded, moving the check into the register. Kylie moved towards Orion and undid the cufflinks and bowtie. She handed them to him before offering them to Monsieur Andreu. He took them carefully and laid them in a black box before tying it with a red ribbon and handing it back to her once more. Orion offered her his arm as they readied to leave, bowing as the older man had done when they walked through the door.

“Thank you,” he said carefully, glancing at Kylie to make sure he had done it right. She smiled proudly and nodded in thanks as the shopkeeper bowed back.

“Anytime…Monsieur,” The shop keeper ventured as the two left the shop, closing the door behind them carefully.

The owner shook his head. His customers were interesting to say the least. He gathered the needed material before closing up shop. He would need to concentrate fully to get his customer’s dress done in time, though he was sure that the mademoiselle would make it worth his while. She always did.

**

Orion paced inside the apartment as she he waited for Kylie to come out. She had gone to pick up the dress alone and hadn’t allowed him to even glance at the dress when she had brought it home. She had even gone so far as to hide it so he wouldn’t ruin the surprise.

He played with the cufflinks as he walked, wondering at how easily he had gotten used to them after the first hour before hurrying over to the door as she unlocked it, wanting to see her badly.

Kylie grinned as she came out, dress going all the way down to her ankles. She laughed at Orion, “Just couldn’t wait?” she teased, spinning around for him. “What do you think?”

He stared as she twirled, optics raking over her bare back before examining the slightly altered color scheme. He wrapped his arms around her so he could reach for the bottom of her dress and examine the red she had added to the color scheme.

“Gorgeous,” he murmured, wrapping his arms around her waist, hands moving up to caress her back.

“Now we match,” she murmured softly, wrapping her arms around his neck as she pressed her forehead against his.

He smiled happily before glaring at the door as a heavy knock rang through the apartment. He growled softly in irritation before going to answer and half glared at the Blurr clone that stood there.

“Master Joseph, sent the car to pick you up,” His hands shook as he attempted to stay in place, wilting at the Prime clone’s slight glare.

Kylie nodded, pulling the matching shawl over her shoulders and slipping on the white dance shoes as she went. “Let us go forth then,” she teased, pulling out a dress purse from the closet.

Orion hurried to take the purse before adjusting her shawl so it completely covered her back and shoulders. He took her arm before Hermes could offer his and followed the blue clone down to the awaiting limo. His eyes widened a bit as he got in after Kylie, examining the various added perks in the dark car. He gazed in shock as Hermes pressed a button, producing a tray full of beverages, both for humans and clones alike.

Kylie politely took water while Orion stared at the oils that were offered. He looked at Kylie who nodded her approval when he took a rich looking one and sipping it slowly. He perked up immediately. It was almost better than hot coco! He drank it slowly though, remembering what Kylie had said about it being rude to drink too quickly. She nodded approvingly again before interlacing their fingers as they enjoyed the ride.

She was a bit relieved when they finally arrived, looking forward to the party. She got out of the limo smoothly, even as Orion got out with a little difficulty. She took his arm as Hermes led them inside of the three story mansion. Windows were spread every two feet along the floors, providing Joseph Beckett plenty of space to showcase his pride and beauty. She sighed as they were led through the main hall and into the ballroom.

“Master Joseph is still getting ready,” Hermes chattered quickly. “So please, make yourself at home,” he nodded and rushed away, presumably to finish with some preparations.

Kylie nodded at Orion. “Are you ready?” She whispered softly, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

He nodded as they descended the stairs; though his pump did speed up a bit as he saw the gathering of other humans and clones, feeling a bit paranoid as he pulled Kylie closer. Some of the clones did not sit well in his meta, while others he was almost exalted to see for some odd reason. He bowed as Kylie made various introductions and he was glad to see that he was not the only clone dressed up strangely, nor was he the most awkwardly dressed clone in the room.

He started paying attention when his master tightened her grip on his arm. She almost glared at a woman who was cross the room, a yellow painted Sunstorm at her heels, complimenting her perfectly.

Kylie glared harder as the woman headed straight at them before pulling a smooth smile over her face, taking a wine glass from a passing server and taking a deep sip.

“Madame Lyell.” She performed a curtsy that the sharp nosed woman echoed, same cold smile on her features.

“Mademoiselle Owens,” the blonde nodded, eyeing her up and down, black dress swaying as she did. The two women eyed each other, even as a chill seemed to descend around them, causing most of the others to look towards them.

“You really should talk to your girl about your dress,” the blonde sneered. “Those colors…leave much to be desired.” her eyes strayed towards Orion though, even as she maintained her polite tone.

Kylie tightened her hand around her wine glass dangerously at the yellow seeker’s callous laughter, even as Orion looked hurt with a hint of anger.

The woman tightened as a handsome blonde man moved an arm around Kylie’s waist. “And your dress Mademoiselle Lyell appears to be quite difficult to get on. But if I remember, very easy to get you out of,” A cold smirk warned them to say anything as the man took a sip of his wine, grey eyes sharp.

The aristocratic woman tensed, and Kylie felt a sick joy at the way her cheeks flared in mortification before she hurried off, sycophantic clone at her heels. The brunette gently undid the man’s arm from her waist. “Thank you, Evan,” She nodded before moving to lean against Orion at his flared optics. Her lips twitched into a grin as Orion’s arm wrapped around her and pulled her even closer, insult to him long since forgotten.

The blonde snickered. “Protective, isn’t he?” He took another sip of his wine as he cocked his head at the Optimus Prime clone. “It’d drive me insane,” he shook his head with a snort, “Never thought Beckett would talk you into getting one.”

“He didn’t,” Kylie snorted as she put her hand over Orion’s giving it a gentle squeeze. “He dropped him off on my doorstep,” she teased as she looked up at Orion with a content smile. “He’s far too cute to take back though.”

Orion felt warmth rush to his cheeks and was glad for the face mask that hid his embarrassment. He pulled her closer as his engine began to purr softly at her praise.

“Ugh. He’s just as lovey dovey as Beckett’s doll isn’t he?” The man took another much longer drink. “I don’t see why you all can’t just get a regular needy little sex toy like the rest of us,”

Kylie snorted in a very un-lady like manner. “Not all of us are afraid of connecting with others Evan,” she teased softly. “But you still may want to look out. I’m betting you're the next on Joseph’s list.”

Evan groaned and finished his glass of wine. “You think the man would have taken a hint by now!”

“When was the last time Joseph took advice from anyone other than himself?” Kylie teased. “Besides, you would be surprised how quickly they grow on you!” She pressed further against Orion was grinning like a moron behind his face mask.

“And take care of a love struck puppy like you two have?” Evan eyed Orion as he took another glass of wine, “I think I’d rather shoot myself.”

Kylie shook her head, laughing softly before trumpets blared. “It looks like the main show is arriving,”

Evan pinched the bridge off his nose to stave off a headache. “What is that lunatic up to now?” he groaned as their host descended the stairs in a finally done tuxedo.

Orion stared at the Arcee clone that hung off his arm. She had been repainted using silver and gold, so that each time she moved she gleamed and sparkled. Gentle patterns had been painted down her face, arms, and legs. It gave her an exotic look and was impressive to say the least. She was wearing a see through top and skirt that showed off her long legs and he snorted in confusion. Why even dress in clothing if it didn’t hide anything?

“The moron certainly went all out didn’t he?” Evan’s lips were twitching into a smirk. “How long do you think he’s been getting ready?”

“Probably for the whole day so far,” Kylie teased back as she took a sip of her wine before offering it to Orion, “If not the last two.”

Orion stared at the red liquid before taking a sip. He fought the urge to spit it back out, even as Kylie attempted to not laugh at the face he pulled. “Alright then, apparently you don’t like wine,” she took the glass back gently.

“No taste in them either apparently,” Evan shook his head.

“Hush you.” She glared gently at him before turning that glare on their host as he came over to them.

“Kylie! Evan!” He pressed his cheeks against theirs in greeting, auburn hair shining in the chandelier light. He kept a hand tightly around the Arcee clone’s waist before he grinned at the Optimus Prime clone. “I see you brought him,” Joseph smirked as his clone giggled. “You picked out a good model my Juno,”

Juno smiled up at her master excitedly at his praise before curtsying to the Prime clone. “Welcome,” she nodded.

Orion returned the nod, keeping a careful optic on Joseph as he tightened his arm around Kylie’s waist possessively.

“Oh my,” his blue eyes twinkled playfully. “Well Kylie, I do believe your Orion doesn’t like me.”

“My Orion can know a troublemaker when he sees one,” Kylie fought the urge to stick her tongue out at the other man, grinning as they teased each other back and forth. “And who’s to say you are not the biggest troublemaker of all?”

“Master Joseph isn’t a troublemaker,” Juno scowled before kissing her master softly. “He’s far too wonderful for that,” she informed them with a curt nod.

Evan rolled his eyes. “Mein Gott, I’m going to have to have more wine,” he grumbled.

“Just you wait until you get one, Evan,” Joseph took one of the wine glasses off a passing waiter’s tray. “You’ll understand how amazing they truly are.”

“If you get me one of those things Beckett…I swear-!” he growled and Kylie shook her head as the two men quickly got into an argument over the clones. The two had always loved to argue and it hardly surprised her now when it started up almost immediately. Really, the two hadn’t changed since they were ten and she was sort of worried that it didn’t surprise her. She finally got in the spirit and began to throw in her two cents every now and again, just firing them both up even more.

Orion glanced at Juno, wondering if this was normal behavior for the humans of if he should be worried that something dangerous might happen. The Arcee clone patted his arm gently as they watched the three humans. “It is alright,” she soothed. “This usually happens when Master Joseph meets up with his friends.” The clone covered her mouth as she giggled before looking up at Orion. “How are you settling?” she wondered, tilting her head at him innocently.

Orion smiled, feeling a bit more relaxed at the elder clone’s obvious calm. “Well, thank you,” he jumped as Juno reached out to play with his cufflinks.

“Did she get them for you just recently?” the femme wondered innocently.

He nodded happily as he moved to play with them. “Yes, she says I look handsome with them,” his voice went lower in embarrassment.

Juno grinned excitedly. “Really?!” she asked excitedly, clapping her hands excitedly. “That’s wonderful!”

Orion tilted his head at her sudden excitement. “It is?” he wondered innocently.

“Of course! That means that Mistress Kylie really likes you!” she explained in a faux whisper. “If she didn’t she wouldn’t have dressed you up! Most clones don’t start being shown off; usually I don’t see it until the second or third parties.”

“…Really?” he wondered, feeling a growing warmth in his core as he looked at Kylie. He suddenly felt far more proud of the cufflinks and bowtie he wore and hurried to straighten them. If these were truly that important then he certainly wanted to show Kylie how proud he was that she cared so much about him.

Juno giggled as she watched the larger clone and met her master’s eyes with a wink. Oh yes, it had been a very good idea and she was glad her master had listened to her. She eyed the other clone, unable to deny how attractive he was, even by clone standards and wondered if they’d be able to talk Mistress Kylie into letting them break him in tonight. She let her glossa run over her lips as she continued to examine the new clone. Either way, this would be an interesting night and one for them to remember.

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