You’re an Autobot. You’re also Prime’s wife. You, Prime, and the other Autobots are stuck on Earth so you’ve all grown accustomed to Earth holidays and such

Today, it was Christmas and you, Prime, and the other Autobots were with Sam and his family and you were all sitting outside in Sam’s parent’s backyard. You all lit a little bonfire and Judy kept going on about little stories about Sam when he was younger.

Judy, Ron, and Sam were drinking some hot chocolate, Bee was jokingly teasing Sam about his past stories told by his mom, Ironhide and Ratchet took great interest in the idea of a controlled fire and Prime sat down behind you, his large arms wrapped around your waist as he gently rested his chin on your head