1. Never call Ironhide 'Ironaft' (Or Hardass) (Or anything other than Ironhide)
I stared up at the five robots standing around me. I couldn't believe my eyes - the Autobots, in the real metal and energon! I did my damnedest to keep from squee-ing like some rabid fangirl; quite a feat when you just happen to meet your TV heroes. Suddenly my previously less-than-epic vacation to L.A. became a dream come true.
"Who are you?" Oops, I forgot about Sam and Mikaela.
"Im Megan. You're Sam, Mikaela, Optimus, Jazz, Ratchet, Ironhide, and Bumblebee."
"How did you know?" Mikaela asked. Oops again. Well, I've dug my grave, now I gotta lie in it.
"I know all of ya'll, have for a while." I had a hell of a knack for answering a question without answering the question. I oughta be a politician.
"I don't trust her!" Ironhide snarled. Typical.
"And why don't you trust me, Ironaft?" He sputtered at the name.
"W-what did you call me?" The others laughed. I smiled innocently.
"I'm sorry, would you prefer 'Hardass'?" They laughed harder; Ironhide looked ready to fry a few circuit boards. Probably wondered how I had the gall to mock him to his face.
"I love this girl!" Jazz seemed to think my smart-ass attitude was the funniest damn thing ever. "She's got alotta spunk! And now we gotta new name for 'Hide!"
"Don't you dare start calling me that, Jazz." I looked at Optimus with a grin the size of Texas as they argued.
"Sorry for the mess, Big Boss. Couldn't resist pushin' ole 'Hide's buttons."
"You seemed to know just which buttons to push," he answered.
"I know a lot. I also know that ya'll need Archibald Witwicky's glasses. So let's go get'em!" They were surprise that I wanted to come along, but I told them the things I knew would help.
I grinned as I climbed into Bumblebee. Oh, this was gonna be fun!
Needless to say, 'Hide didn't forget my nickname for him.... or forgave me for it, as the fake roaches in my bed the next week proved.
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