Journal entry 27

Well, today has been a shitstorm...actually, so has the past week since the whole event between Wheeljack, Perceptor, and the hoebag, Anne. Let's see if I can make sense of this dramatic reject of a hallmark movie love triangle.

Essentially, Wheeljack and Anne became a couple. The two were "in love" so to speak. And low and behold, Anne turned out to be a dirty cheating whore. She managed to keep this secret by exploiting her access to Wheeljack and Perceptors labs, using her own chemical knowledge, and creating a sort of body wash to eliminate her one-night-lover's pheromones.

To absolutely no-one's surprise, Perceptor is in love with Wheeljack, and when he walked in on her stealing his chemicals, with the sexual hormones of another man clinging to her, he flipped off his aft plates.

As a result, Cybertronians as a whole are rapidly losing faith in humans in romance now as well. More specifically, our ability to be faithful. For them, love is a serious thing. Not surprising, seeing as they literally bind their souls for all eternity. To us the concept of divorce is common. To them, it's like blasphemy. Besides, apparently they have intendeds. So they actually know right out if whoever they're with is someone they want to give their everything to.

But, long story short, again…Percy flipped his slag, actually killed Anne in his blind rage, spouting things about her betraying the mech he pined for while he stood out of the way in hopes of seeing his friend happy seriously Hallmark sounding. Thing is, Wheeljack didn't know why Percy was so upset when he got there, and when Jacky saw Anne dead on the floor, Jacky attacked Percy! Perceptor just barely managed to explain himself. Any longer and he'd be in a permanent state of disrepair. Both mechs are sitting in the brig facing heavy charges. Perceptor moreso for charges of homicide.

All in all...things have been pretty intense around here as of late. There are rumors of a new code in development in response to this whole event. If so, I'll hear about it at the meeting tomorrow. God only knows why they think it's a good idea for me to a representative for those damn things is anyone's guess.

Nothing's ever normal around here, huh?

With love,

Bethany

"...you're fucking with me, right? Whose terrible idea was this?" the blonde woman snarled, folding her arms as she silently dared anyone to answer.

Optimus stood up a little straighter, his armor flaring ever so slightly. "It was my idea."

"It's a shit idea." Bethany snapped, "I get the idea behind it. But this isn't how you handle these kinds of situations!"

"And what would you know?" Mearing cut in, "One of our soldiers is dead because she got a little curious about bi-racial relationships."

"Oh please, like everyone in the room didn't secretly have an idea that the bitch got around?" Bethany scoffed, "I'm not saying she deserved it, but she should have had an idea that this would have happened given how Cybertronian culture works. She wasn't an idiot, just a slut."

"Would it kill you to mind your language during the board meeting?" Ultra Magnus narrowed his optics at the outspoken blonde. "It's unprofessional."

Bethany sneered, "Buddy...I'm unprofessional. I don't know why I'm here to begin with." she sat down heavily in her chair, "Besides, I'm pretty sure keeping the cold, hard, truth to myself is detrimental to my personal health...and possibly everyone else."

Mearing was seething now. "Frankly, I agree with Optimus. Banning all forms of romantic involvement between humans and Cybertronians was something I assumed was already an unspoken law amongst the people of NEST."

"Clearly it wasn't." Bethany muttered, "And so what if you ban romance. It's still going to happen!"

Optimus gave Bethany a look. The mech was beginning to lose his patience. "You think my mechs would violate this rule? Even after a human soldier was murdered as a result of one?" he almost growled.

Bethany was unimpressed. "Damn right I do. Maybe you don't see it. Perhaps none of you here do. But I know, first and second hand, how stupid people can be when they're in a relationship or just downright under the influence of a passing infatuation." the blonde glared at Mearing, "And you can't say I don't have a point there. Sure, this rule is strict and may cause some second thoughts given the source of its creation, but fuck me running if you think another fucking code is going to do jack shit about preventing further interspecies anything."

"She's not even trying to-."

"Enough Magnus, she's unlikely to." Optimus sighed.

Bethany rolled her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Look. I'm sure on paper it's a great idea. But realistically applied, I just don't see it working."

"Whether you can see it or not doesn't matter." One of the other board members scowled, "As you said, you're not sure why you're in this meeting in the first place. I doubt you would know much of protocol anyway." he scowled coldly.

"My seven years of loyalty to this branch of military would like to kindly request that you fuck off." Bethany scowled, "I'm a soldier. I know how it feels to be directly under every new protocol you lot have previously come up with."

"Regardless," the lady to her left snapped, "This is happening. So stop complaining."

Bethany was damn near snarling now. She whirled on Optimus and his Xenophobic Elite Guardsman. "And what the fuck do you propose NEST does with all the people currently in an interspecies relationship?!"

Optimus shuttered his optic in surprise while Magnus' seemed to grow wider. None of the other humans were saying a word either. Even Mearing was giving her a wide eyed look of shock. Bethany -on the other hand- was just bewildered.

"What's wrong with you lot? Did you not think about that, or-?"

"Ms. Grey…" Optimus cut in slowly, "Who else is currently in a relationship?"

Bethany stared at the others in the room. "Holy shit...don't tell me everyone else doesn't know…?"

Silence answered her, and the breakout of frantic whispers and outraged confirmed it. Bethany dropped her head and shook it slowly. "Aye-ye-ye…" she groaned, "Well, isn't this just a lovely day to get mindfucked by collective stupidity?"