I Know A Little Girl Who Can Walk Through Walls

What happens when you combine two bored technorganics, an X-Men comic book, and Wheeljack with too much time on his servos? Read on to find out. Gift fic for Tatyana Witwicky.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TAI! Hope you enjoy this!

It all started with the Internet.

Tai snickered as she read the latest post on her favorite blog. "Hey, Riella, this is so us! 'I hope we're friends until we die, and then I hope we stay ghost friends and walk through walls and scare the shit out of people.' How's that for a life-and-death goal?"

"Not bad," Riella said absently, turning the page. "Too bad we aren't mutants, though. Then we wouldn't have to wait until we die. Kitty Pryde – Shadowcat if you read the old comics – can phase through anything."

Tai narrowed her eye and optic as she studied Riella's book. "Since when do you read X-Men comics?"

"Since I felt like it," Riella shrugged. "Anyway, I think Kitty's got the best power. If we got that kind – "

"Let me see that." The younger technorganic snatched the comic book before her friend could object. "Hey, we do get these powers. That one guy can smash through walls – we're always doing that! And how about Wolverine? You've got retractable metal fingers. We shapeshift as part of life. And isn't there one who can make really loud sounds? Blaster and Soundwave can do that."

Riella held up a hand quickly. "Okay, okay. I get it. And by the way, you're talking about Juggernaut, and then Banshee or Siryn. But that's not the point. They get almost magical powers. Name one Autobot who can walk through walls without smashing them, like Kitty. Or make someone feel whatever they want, like Amp. Or start a thunderstorm with their mind, like – "

"Storm, right. I do know that one. Miles made us watch all the movies." Tai sighed. "Don't know about the mind powers, but maybe there's something that could make you able to walk through walls. I mean, suppose you could make some kind of suit that was like those portal guns 'Jack made, except it was limited to right around your body? You'd have to make it so you didn't fall right out of it, or through the floor, but maybe you could turn it off and on. Kitty was the chick in the movie who owned the Juggernaut, right? She sort of controls it somehow."

"Yeah, that was Kitty." Riella marked the page and subspaced her comic book. "Well, this is a fascinating theory, but you know what I think we need to do now?"

"What?" Tai closed the laptop reluctantly.

Riella's smirk could have made Sideswipe look innocent. "We need to visit Wheeljack's lab. I hope he's not busy."

Wheeljack was not, in fact, busy, and before they were done explaining their idea, the inventor was collecting various pieces of equipment, muttering to himself. "Hmm, yes. A limited portal that allows for a very short transport…no, no, not transport, it should make the wall permeable by solid matter…"

"So you can do it?" Tai said hopefully, her bright blue eyes widening hopefully.

"Huh?" Wheeljack looked up from where he was scribbling on a giant whiteboard. "Of course I can! Now shoo. I've got lots of work to do in here and you two won't be any help."

Riella stared at the closed door. "So far so good…"

Tai giggled. "I have an idea – let's make a list of who to get with this before he's finished."

Wheeljack held up the two gray catsuits with a broad grin. "Opinions? Now, I'm aware that they're not exactly fashionable, but color dye doesn't hold. Apparently the phase displacement modulator prevents it."

"Cool!" Tai slid a hand into the suit to test its thickness. "I'll be in the bathroom!"

Riella smirked in Wheeljack's direction. "I'll be in the storage closet, and I'd better not catch you peeking."

Tai raced back through the lab wall without opening the door. "Wheeeeee! That tingles! Ri, where are you?"

"Closet," Riella yelled. "Out in two seconds!" The tactician's head popped through the wall, and she yelped. "Oops! Yikes, you were right, that tingles. Nice." She slid the rest of the way out. "Niiiiiice. Who's first on the list?"

Tai smiled like the proverbial cat with the canary. "Who else? Our beloved sparkmates are currently discussing some boring concern or other. I think we should give them something else to think about."