It was going to be fantastic, everything was all sorted and now it was just time to wait. Car-Jack couldn't wait and he had packed all of his clothes and his toothbrush, and he had been sitting around in the car lot for what seemed like hours now. He looked down at his slightly faded paintwork, thinking that he should probably get another coat put on after he got back, but now was all about the trip. Four Autobots, one big canoe and hours of fishing, pure bliss.

On Car-Jack's birth certificate it just said Jack, but since he could transform into a car, people took to calling him 'Car-Jack', this once led to an incident involving the police for obvious reasons. Jack wasn't too fast and he didn't have the best handling around, but he liked his model, it was efficient and it suited him. He may not have all the new hardware and fantastic paintwork like his friend Quantum but sometimes things were a little better for the simpler, more reserved cars, you didn't get the attention of spiteful Decepticons for one and also, cheaper repairs. As Jack thought about all his various assets, he heard a noise, somebody had arrived.

With his flash, fancy decals and leather interior, Quantum rolled up. He was a concept design built to test by Mercedes, but he'd been lost in the shipping tragedy of 2011 and had wandered the European countryside for months before meeting Jack and going on many super-fun adventures. He was the envy of the Decepticons, they could only dream of have a friend in brand new, unreleased model. Many of the Decepticons would dream of him at night, out of both anger and respect.

"It's great to see you, Quantum, I'm glad somebody showed up" Jack stuttered, he was stressing, he just wanted this fishing weekend to go well.

"Fishing with my fine compatriots? I wouldn't miss this to save Cybertron." Quantum joked.

"Do you know where the others are? Irving? Vic?" If they didn't show up, what would Jack do?

"Irving's on his way, but you can guarantee Vic will be late."

But against Quantum's assumption, the next car to arrive was a Plymouth Superbird, it was Vic. He had a real 'fuck you' attitude and was bright green, it was said that he ran a kid over because he hated his ice cream. After Vic arrived Quantum made a comment about his green looking like alien blood, at which point they had to be separated. Fortunately Jack had brought some whiskey to calm them all down.

This was until they saw a black Bentley Mulsanne pull in, it was Irving, he wasn't really too old but the car always made him seem so. He had likely broken down again, but any questions about his well-being could wait, because now it was time for a fishing trip.

All four of them could tell that this was a fishing trip that they would always remember, for the rest of their long, robot lives. What dangers would they meet along the way? Maybe one of them would contract TB or something strange, they just wanted to get on with it.