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“But mom,” Annabelle says. “I’m not a little kid anymore.”
“Honey, it’s been a tradition,” Sarah Lennox says. “Your father asks for the first day of school off just to drop you off at school.”
“I can drive my own car,” Annabelle says. “Is dad going to drive to my college every year to drop me off at my first class?”
"I bet Ironhide will,” Sarah says. “I think your father has him hooked around your finger.”
“So is my baby Belle ready to go to her first day of high school as a Junior?” William Lennox asks as he walks down the stairs.
“Yep,” Annabelle smiles and follows her dad out of the house. Ironhide flashes his headlights and opens the doors for the Lennox’s.
“I remember my first orn at the academy,” Ironhide says. “So many bots all packed in the stadium. Good times.”
“Did your parents ever take you to school?” Will asks.
“Nah, they had busy jobs at the docks,” Ironhide says. “Worked there too until I saved enough credits to apply to the Academy. Only one in my family to go. While Prime was studying social interactions, I was studying how to integrate systems in Cybertronian frames. I was one of the lead mech’s in designing the integrated weapons array. That was until a con stole the plans. I was promoted to weapons specialist.”
“Oh, look we’re at my school,” Annabelle says and kisses her dad on the cheek before jumping out of Ironhide’s cab.
“Belle, Ironhide will be here to pick you up after school,” Will says and Annabelle closes Ironhide’s door. “My baby Belle’s growing up so fast.”
“Are you crying, Will?” Ironhide asks as Annabelle disappears through the doors of the school.
“Soon she’ll be off to college,” Will says trying to put Ironhide’s gear shift in reverse.
“Do I need to drive?”
“Then she’ll be moving away.”
“Then she’ll be married and have little baby Belle’s running around and you’ll be an old man trying to catch up to the sparklings.”
“What do you mean little baby Belle’s?” Will says and glares at the dashboard. “She’s not getting married until she’s my age and then she’s not having kids until your age.”
“I will tell her descendants where they miraculously came from.”