Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers or State Fair...
A/N: I got too inspired yesterday at the State Fair. Yes, I know there are a gajillion of these things, and-
Kelly: I don't think that's a word...
o.o Well, she's outta her story...again...Well...again, this is not exactly the same as all those things...
Kelly: But...won't the readers get bored if they-
"Damn, that is a lot of people!" a girl whistled lowly, speaking through the headset on her head, inside her helmet.
"It's State Fair, whatdya expect? Less people?" another girl asked.
"Actually, that would have been nice..."
"Just shut up!"
"Sorry, don't get your gears all twisted up!"
"...you've been reading, haven't you?"
"Think what you think."
"You two, please be quiet. I'm having a migraine here..." another girl groaned.
"Sorry, Optimus..." both girls apologized.
"You think they will follow us here?" another girl asked.
"Knowing how persistent they are...yes," Optimus replied, blinking her brown eyes.
"Ugh, can't we go one day without them having to try to kill us?" another girl asked, her black hair in a low ponytail.
"Not really, Ironhide," Optimus said, "you know how stubborn Megatron is."
"Just like the real Decepticons. Really now, it's just a fandom. She's too obsessed." Ironhide replied.
"Yeah, I mean, did you see her croonies? All red contacts! We don't wear blue contacts to represent the Autobots either!" the first girl who spoke said.
"And you don't talk like Jazz, either." the second girl pointed out.
"You don't talk like Bumblebee either!" Jazz pointed out.
"Alright, girls! Yes, we don't act like our favorite Autobot, we get that!" Ironhide growled.
'I'm starting to get second thoughts...' Jazz and Bumblebee thought.
"We're here," yet another girl stated.
"Alright, is everyone here?" Optimus asked, sliding off her motorcycle and scanning the crowd.
"Let's see," the other girl asked, "Optimus, Iron-"
"Please use our real names, we're getting weird looks!" Bumblebee pleaded.
"...OK, Olivia, Ivy, Jessie, Bailey, Serena, Ramira, are we missing anyone?" the girl asked, looking around.
"Nope, we're all here Prowl!" Bumblebee said cheerfully.
"All right, let's go then." Optimus smiled, taking off her helmet, "we all have our communications set, yes?"
"Yes, ma'am!" all girls chorused.
"All right, let's go have fun, but meet at the Auto Show at 7:30."
"Yay! I hope they have Bumblebee!" Bumblebee squealed, running off.
"Heh, it's a good thing you bought the tickets in advanced. The line looks pretty long," Jazz commented, looking at the girl with raven hair and silver highlights.
"Yup, I have my ways," she smirked, and then walked off.
"She scares me sometimes," a girl with brown hair and green highlights shook her head, and then walked ahead.
"How can you finish that?" Ironhide asked in disbelief, watching Jazz finish a turkey leg.
"You'd be amazed by the wonders of her system..." Prowl muttered, blowing her white highlight out of her face.
"Yummy! Too bad we ain't old enough to try the fried beer!" Jazz exclaimed, tossing the bone in the trash can and rubbing her tummy, "can we ride the rides now?"
"Only if you don't puke on me," Ironhide's face scrunched up, paying for the coupons.
"Let's go on the Crazy Mouse!" Jazz cheered, grabbing some coupons from Ironhide and running towards said ride.
"You're sitting next to her," Prowl said, walking towards the ride. Ironhide got a brief look of horror across her features, before slowly walking behind Prowl.
"I know I'm early but," Bumblebee sighed a contented sigh, "I couldn't resist! BUMBLEBEE!" she squealed running up towards the Camaro on display, "Cool! It even has the little description thingy!"
"No touching the display," a worker fake smiled, and then walked away.
'That was the scariest fake smile I have ever seen...' Bumblebee shuddered.
"C'mon Ratchet, Sideswipe," Optimus called, turning around to see the girls lugging behind.
"The nachos are good," Sideswipe grinned, stuffing more in her mouth.
"I still don't see why I have to carry this!" Ratchet grumbled, adjusting the giant pug to glare at Sideswipe, "I mean, what is the poi-"
Whish!
A shuriken sliced clean through the pug's neck, the head falling to the ground.
"Holy mother of Primus!" Ratchet exclaimed, and another shuriken went past Optimus' neck, grazing it slightly.
"What the slag?" she yelped, jumping back and getting into a fighting position.
"Hello, Optimus. We meet again," a girl with ebony hair said in a low voice.
"Megatron...you followed us even here?" Optimus questioned, standing straight.
"And she brought her croonies," Sideswipe sneered, throwing the empty nacho basket in the trash.
"Mission: Back up Megatron and eliminate Autobots," a girl droned out, her brunette hair held back with a headband.
"Starscream!" Megatron roared, and in an instant, a girl light brown hair appeared next to Megatron.
"Did you throw this shuriken?" Ratchet asked, picking up the two weapons.
"Yes," Starscream rasped, narrowing her eyes.
"I thought shuriken were ninja type weapons, seemingly Prowl's type," Optimus mused.
"And how in the world did you get that past security? And where is the crowd anyways?" Sideswipe cried, throwing her hands in the air. The only person that was there was the cleaning person, and wisely, he chose to stay out of this dispute.
"Optimus, it's almost 7:30!" Prowl ran up to her leader, and then froze, "Frag! Did they follow us even here?"
"Normally, we would stay and fight, but we are supposed to meet at the Auto Show..." Optimus narrowed her eyes. If she ran, she would seem like a coward, if she stayed to fight, she would break her promise.
Which one should she choose?
"Run!" she ordered, turning on her heel.
Ratchet threw the headless pug onto Megatron and followed suite, as did Sideswipe and Prowl.
"Where are you?" Bumblebee's voice came over the headsets.
"We are on the way!" Prowl yelled back. "Decepticon activity!"
Bumblebee frowned, but went back to marveling at the Camaro, "Oh, how I wish to see Bumblebee in real life..." she muttered, clutching her necklace, "I would die happy..."
"You are crazy..." Ironhide snorted.
"And you would die happy to see Ironhide in real life..." Bumblebee smirked.
"Shaddup."
"We're here!" Optimus burst through the doors, and all the people inside stared at her.
"Finally!" Jazz exclaimed, putting her hands on her hips. "Did you outrun them?"
"Negative!" Prowl yelled, bursting through, Starscream right behind.
"Come back here, Autoscum!" she screamed.
"Never!" Prowl ran around the Camaro display.
"Mission: Catch Autobots." Soundwave walked through, staring at all the girls.
"Hey! No running in here!" a guard ordered.
"Sorry, officer!" Sideswipe mock-saluted, running from another Decepticon girl, Sideways. "Didn't I cut you in half?" she mocked.
Sideways' eyes narrowed and she growled, "Shut up, Autoscum!" she roared, pouncing on Sideswipe.
"Break it up girls!" another guard ordered.
"Well, sorry! Try getting the crazy Decepticons to stop!" Bumblebee snapped, wrestling with Barricade.
"Stop! You're gonna break the display!" a woman cried out, trying to break up the tussle.
Needless to say, it was pointless.
Once the Decepticons have a goal, they will not stop.
And they were serious about killing the Autobot girls.
Well, all the Autobot girls were wrestling with one Decepticon, and as the woman feared, they crashed into the Camaro, and all the Autobots' necklaces, the small fragment at the end of the necklace, started to glow.
"What's happening?" Bumblebee cried out.