(Inspired by Gacha cow trends (iykyk) and no, this is technically not z00philia at all, I 100% am against it so treat it like simple BL)

It was a beautiful day in the farm life, the rooster clucking out a call to wake up. Hot Shot was getting ready to help out his mentor with the work load. So, you’re probably wondering why the hell are they at a farm. Well, their Rescue Bot Academy was going under renovation to expand the growing base and crew. So, the bots have to temporarily find other places to stay nearby to work for now. Yes, they still are rescue bots in their spark but that doesn’t stop them to enjoy other tasks. Hot Shot headed downstairs to see Heatwave (his mentor) making breakfast in the kitchen. He walked over before greeting the older mech

Hot Shot: “Good morning, sir!”

Heatwave turned to the small recruit, smiling slightly. He acknowledged the greeting before continuing to make breakfast. Just he was making some pancakes, he realised they ran out of milk. So, he turned to Hot Shot before asking him gently

Heatwave: “Well cadet, I’ll need you to get us some milk in order to make some pancakes. The pail is at the doorway…” he instructed him

Hot Shot nodded before walking to the door. He took the metal pail before heading out to the field where the cows usually graze. He walked on the green grass, the soft crunching of the grass beneath his pedes could be faintly heard. He called out to the cows to see if there’s any available for him to milk

Hot Shot: “Mooo!-“ he called out Wedge: “Mooo~” he answered back

Hot Shot then heard a cow moo to him so he walked over to the source. However, once he saw the cow, he froze, blushing intensely. The cow that called back was…another bot which was Wedge. Technically, he looked half cow, half Cybertronian mech. He seemed to be around Hot Shot’s age. Hot Shot knew he wasn’t ready to do it, even milking the mech, though he was technically a cow…

Hot Shot: “I-I can’t do this…” Wedge: casually sitting on some hay bales, his tail wagging gently

YOU’RE HOT SHOT!