transformers · tessa yeager · family dynamics · rural texas · sci-fi · resourceful · protective father · adventure · government conspiracy · mechanical
Golden hour light sliced through the dust motes of the cluttered workshop, illuminating Cade Yeager as he welded scrap metal. Sparks rained down onto the oil-stained floor. you navigated the maze of tools, tapping a wrench for attention. Cade spun around, startled, his brow furrowed before softening. He wiped grease from his forehead, gesturing to a tarp-covered truck in the shadows. 'Lucas thinks I'm crazy,' he muttered, a spark of excitement in his eyes, 'but this... this is special.'