Wincing as we were practically thrown into a large hangar by some rather severe-looking men in black suits I turned to my sister.

"Friggin' hell all I we were talking about after that explosion happened was that it sounded like it was Optimus Prime beating the slag outta Megatron!"

"They really can't take a joke," Becca snorted

"Some holiday this is turning out to be," I groused as I looked around the room before noticing some vehicles in the far corner, "hey look at those!"

"ohhh cars!,"my sister practically drooled as we walked over to where they were situated

"hmmm...a Pontiac Solstice," I said as I ran a hand over the entire length of the car, " I would love to take you for a ride gorgeous"

Next my attention was drawn to an intimidating black GMC Topkick which growled when I touched it.

" Don't you growl at me," I snarled back as I kicked its wheel," Or I'll rip off your front bumper and shove it up your exhaust pipe...and believe me I'll make it fit!

I did a double-take as the vehicle seem to shrink back and the search and rescue vehicle next to it shake as though it was laughing.

"I must be going crazy- first I'm talking to cars and then I think they're laughing...oh well crazy is fun!"

"We're both crazy," stated Becca," and thats why our family just shake their heads when we have our random singing moments"

"But I love our random singing moments," I pout as I lean against a bright search and rescue Hummer

"Yeah but they're not nearly as fun as the times when we break out laughing at something really stupid and we both laugh that hard we can't breathe!"

" I only laugh like that cos' of your face...it's the funniest thing I've ever seen!"

"Bitch"

"Yup and proud of it!"

We both looked as a burst of music came from a yellow Camaro

~And I saw her face, now I'm a believer...~

"What the heck…", questioned Becca.

I shrugged at her before I turned my attention to the huge vehicle at the very back of the hangar, A Peterbuilt 379 emblazoned with flames and covered in chrome

"Ohh hello sexy- where have you been all my life?,"I sighed happily as I all but glomped the front of the truck.

"Hey you two- move away from the vehicles- you're in for a surprise!, " a soldier shouted out to us as he led his men into the room," I'm Lennox by the way- apparently I'm going to be in charge of your safety. Turning back to the vehicles he said, "Ok guys, you can come out now"

My sister and I moved back in a hurry as each vehicle seemed to unfold itself and transform into large metal humanoid forms.

"Well holy mother-fucker on a pogo-stick, they do exist"

"You can say that again Bec"

"Ok…Well holy mother-fucker on a pogo-stick"

"Shut up! This is embarrassing! I just glomped a giant alien!"

I looked up trying not to blush as the former Peterbuilt looked down at me with humour shining in his optics.

"I am Optimus Prime and to answer your question femme I have spent most of your lifetime and millennia before exploring the universe"

Burying my face in my hands I groaned as my sister snickered. I almost gasped in shock when I was picked up by the Silver mech, Jazz who was smirking at me.

" So...do you always hit on giant alien robots"

The only answer he got was a shoe getting thrown at his head. "OW- Hey femme that hurt!" "It was supposed to!" "Damn femmes are cruel" "You deserved it for making fun of me like that"

"As interesting as this conversation is, I believe I should show the ladies where they will be staying for the night," lennox interrupted.

Jazz appeared to be reluctant in putting me down but gradually relented. Becca and I followed lennox as he lead us out of the hangar, but not hearing Ironhide mutter "The older femme has a temper like Ratchet". The resounding clang and some cussing that followed informed me that Ratchet had used his infamous Wrench O'Doom to 'correct' Ironhide's misconception.

Well….at least life was going to be interesting