('Natalie' Pov)
(As usual, let me know if there are typos)
"What? No! I'm not one of those people!" Why was this kid giving me so much trouble all of a sudden?
Sam, still sitting on the table, raised an eyebrow, seemingly not believing me despite that being a real truth. "Then why the visit just to ask me about my powers? You fishin' for some secret spy agency?"
He was joking, but I could almost smell a bit of suspicion behind that half smile. 'Has Charles warned him?'
I nodded my head, going along with the joke. "Mhm. We're gonna learn everything there is about you then kidnap you for shits and giggles."
Sam laughed, which made me feel better. How better to hide than in plain sight? Why risk getting caught in a lie, not that anyone could ever catch me in a lie, when I can just tell a half truth to subverting his expectations?
"Okay then, Mrs. Spy, what are you doing with Stark? Worried about his new transitions?" He leaned in witha playful smirk. 'Atleast his playful is innocent, compared to Stark at least.'
"Of course! Do you know how many people he's upset? You have no idea how much danger he could be in."
Sam shrugged for some reason, not very worried about the man, which was interesting. "You should see what he's cooking up- you won't be worried for long...Well at least about him."
I raised an eyebrow, but didn't push. I had been fishing for too much information already by now. Sighing, I got up, ready to go and peek in on the... lovely life of Anthony Stark.
"Well, I think my break's a bout to end, so I'm gonna go find where Tony went and get back to work."
Sam, to his credit, seemed a bit more relaxed after the jokes we sent back and forth. I kind of like the kid, so I hope all goes well. "Allright, I've got a bunch of more designs to go through anyway. I'll see you around, Natalie."
I smiled, waving as I walked out of his workshop. 'Really don't want Fury to get suspicious of the kid for some reason...'
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(3rd pov)
Sam sighed to himself as he watched Natasha leave the room, rubbing his temples. "I need some coffee." He decided.
Moving over to the bar that was on the other side of the room, he brought out a set of coffee beans before filling up the machine, and pausing.
Smirking, he pushed a chunk of Energon into the thing, and the metal shifted for a few minutes before it turned into a very small humanoid. "Hey little buddy, everything feeling good?"
Sam had put plenty of basic information into the little guy's spark, so he wasn't worried about the confusion. "Yes, any ideas for a name?"
Sam rubbed hus chin at this, mulling over any possible nicknames he could give the little bot. "How about Aeropress?"
Aeropress, who for some reason had a deep country accent, nodded. "Works for me bossman. You want an expresso or a latte?"
Apparently, Aeropress was content with just making coffee, which was convenient for Sam but he wanted to make sure he wasn't making literal slaves. Luckily, most Cybertronians generally love doing the task that they were created for.
"Just a normal coffee will do fine... actually make it an iced coffee with caramel and a bit of mint." Aeropress grinned.
"I knew you had good taste, you made me afterall."
Sam shook his head as Aeropress got to work gathering ingredients around the kitchen, and making his coffee. As he was waiting though, Sam caught his reflection in the mirror.
Samuel Tracy was 17 years old this year, nearly 18. He was wearing a nice pair of navy blue jeans with a metal chain attached to his hip, black sneakers, a plain white tee, and has small red earrings hanging from each lobe.
He himself has a lean build, but has plenty of muscle to handle himself. Bright, blue green eyes and brown hair did wonders to bring his natural appeal up, and it was a wonder that he'd yet to get a girlfriend.
"Not that that'll be much longer though..." He muttered. In truth, he had been keeping an eye on Luna Snow for a while now. Not because of her fame or even her beauty, although she had plenty of both in droves, but because of how kind and gentle she was as a person.
She was one of those people that you meet, then think to yourself that you'd never see anyone as naturally good ever again. A short story on her, at least in this universe, was that she was in fact born and raised in the States.
Her parents were immigrants from Eastern Asia and had come over after the people around them started becoming aggressive with Luna after they found out she was a mutant.
She could create ice on command, being able to cover an entire area with frost in an instant, but her mutation wasn't based off of offense. Sure, she could totally throw some hits here and there, but Luna could actually use her ice to heal someone.
It's not fully understood, but her ice has the ability to soothe the body when she wanted it to, strangly enough to give the body enough energy to boost its natural healing. Outside of her singing gig, she often visits hospitals and heals those in extream need.
Those kind of actions proved to Sam that she was genuinely a good person, not to mention the fact that she seemed to have interest in him, so he thought it might be worth it to try his hand at dating her.
"Don't know how I'm gonna deal with the weird guys on the web though..."