Across the Dimensions READERxENGLAND 5

Captain Kirkland, aka Britain, stood up swiftly and turned to you. "Wot the bloody 'ell is that?!" You  pushed your [h/c] hair off your forehead and glared at the Decepticon. He had flown up, canisters ready to fire at the ship when his face switched to show a red, glowing  jack o' lantern grin on black metal. "My name iz Blitzwing!" He said, letting out an ear curdling laugh. "And jou're about to be slagged!" Blitzwing was interrupted with the blast of a pistol, one of the glass nobs on his head shattered when the shot collided with it. Captain Kirkland held the weapon out in his hand, the barrel still smoking. Your eyes went wide, and you thought, 'Damn, nice shot.' Blitzwing's face changed to an angry red one that had a visor and a noticeable gap in his teeth. A dangerous tone filled his voice, "Vatch it organic..jou don't vant to mess vith me.."  Britain challenged this, his tone of voice just as serious, "Well it seems that I already 'ave, wouldn't you say, love?" Britain took a step forward and spat at the giant robot. "Now get your arse away from my ship or ye'll 'ave some real wounds to worry about." Blitzwing landed on the deck of the ship, making the boards underneath it groan from the extra weight. He kneeled down and looked Britain in the eyes. "Do it again, I dare jou, puny organic." Britain calmly walked up to the Decepticon until their faces were only inches apart and spat right onto the visor. He grinned as he watched Blitzwing's expression change from disgust to anger. "ZHAT'S IT!" Blitzwing yelled as he pulled back, his canisters beginning to fire up. "Like 'ell you will!" Britain  said, throwing himself at the Decepticon seeker. Blitzwing let out a yell as he tried to peel the organic off his face. To his dismay, Britain, being a country, had incredible strength and was actually able to dent  the sides of his face plates. Energon oozed from the cracked plates, staining Britain's hands a glowing pink. The decepticon's expression turned to fear when Britain whispered something that you couldn't hear. Suddenly, a piercing scream came from Blitzwing, sending him reeling back into the ocean, shocks of electricity wrapping his body. He soon fell beneath the water, energon lighting the surface of the ocean.

You watched in shock at everything that just happened. Britain is so powerful..you whispered. That shock was so large that you even felt pity for the 'bot. The captain had turned back to his crew, many which were shaking in their boots from the sight of such a horrendous creature. "Mateys! Take 'er around and away from this place! I only startled him, is all. Let's be clear of these waters by morn." Immediately, the men left the deck to work on their jobs and setting the ship sailing away, the energon in the water only a glowing speck in the distance. You snapped back and realized it was just you and Britain alone on the deck. Your dress felt heavy with ocean spray and stuck to your legs, making you feel dreadfully uncomfortable. The captain walked over to you, wiping his hands on a pocket handkerchief. "Britain..ah..I.." You had no idea what to say to him. After what he just did to the 40 foot Cybertronian, you weren't sure if you wanted to keep near him. A grin played on the pirate's lips. "So, Lady _______. Who was your friend?" You narrowed your eyes "That was not my friend." You shifted your stance when Britain stopped in front of you, holding your chin up so he could look you in the eyes. "May I ask, where ye hail from, love?" You stood up on your tiptoes, looking back at Britain. "Long story short, I'm from another version of your world in another time." The captain held a smirk. "And it was only a coincidence that ye were to end up near my ship, isn't that right love?" You looked away, smiling shyly. "Um..I have been staying with you..er, your future self. You- He might think I'm hurt..ugh, I hope he and the Doctor stay where they are. But that's all Captain Britain sir. I swear." The captain smiled, "Lady______, just call me Arthur. That all is too much, even for a pirate of the Queen." You blushed, pulling your chin out of Arthur's grasp. Just then, you could feel your dress rubbing up on your legs and you groaned inwardly. "Arthur," you said, trying his name out "Do you have anything I could wear?" Arthur smacked his forehead "OF COURSE! I apologize ________, let me go get ye something to wear. Follow me."  

You followed Arthur to a lavished captain's cabin, jewelry and sheets of silk decorated the walls. As you stared around the room in amazement, Arthur had gone through a wooden box and pulled out a nightgown. He handed it to you and stepped over to the door. "Come out to the deck railing when ye 'ave changed, love." You nodded before he shut the door. Undoing the straps, you looked down at your side. The gash had scabbed over and slightly stung but it looked healthy. You sighed in relief. You really didn't want this Arthur to fuss over you as well. He probably wouldn't, you thought. Pirates would think this is just a flesh wound. You slipped the nightgown over your body, deciding to keep your under garments on, even if they still were damp from your dive in the sea. Before you left the room, you grabbed the spark shard and knew better than to leave it alone. You dropped it into a pocket on the side of the nightgown, confident that it would stay there.

You stepped out of the cabin and looked across the deck for Arthur. Not seeing him, you went over to the side and peered over. By this time your hair had dried, crisp from the salt, and you pushed it way from your face again. The moon had come out and glimmered out over the water. It never seemed to end, you thought. Adventures, one after the other. I'll never complain about my life at home. You laughed softly at that last thought. You wondered how your family was doing, how much you were missed and the fear you've caused. Someone slipped their arms around your waist, leaning his head over your shoulder and said, chuckling, "There you are, Lady ______." Your face turned red and you thanked God that it was dark out. "H-Hi Arthur." He took hold of one of your hands and brought it up to his lips, kissing it. "It isn't every day I get to rescue a maiden as fair as ye." You laughed and turned your head to glance up at him, seeing that his eyes glowed under the moon. "It isn't everyday I get rescued by a pirate, I could get used to it." Arthur chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. "Is that so, love? I could 'elp ye with that.." He leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. You stifled a gasp and kissed him back, tasting the salt of the sea on his lips. He pulled back, his usual smirk replaced with a genuine smile. "It is late, _______. Most guests don't prefer to sleep under the hull with the crew. Ye may 'ave my quarters until I can assist ye back to the time whence ye came." Arthur kissed your forehead and let you go, walking with you back to his cabin. Outside the door, the pirate leaned down and kissed you again. Being prepared for it, you kissed him back, your hands tangling in his blonde hair. "Goodnight, love~" "Night Arthur."