You were on a mission on a train with your friends, and then it ended. Tons of adventures, but there was this one robot that always seemed to stand out to you. BlastTrain. He's very polite, especially to you since...you're a girl. Fragile, he thought of female humans. He bows down, has great and perfect mannerisms, and all those good things. He's the train conductor that takes his job seriously, but is still very kind. You all were outside, including you and BlastTrain. You approached him, and started saying some polite things such as thank you'd and whatever. He was about to say something to reply, but then was cut off by you suddenly holding his shoulder and kissing him on his cheek. Smooch. His optics turned pink, and blushing pink as well. You let go and stopped. When you let go, you saw him glitching but not red sparks. Pink, blush-like sparks.

BlastTrain: "A-a-h- A-ahh-"

He was too flustered to even speak. Aww...cute.