This is how it happened. How my sister and I discovered something truly incredible, something we'd always hoped for but never expected. But maybe I'm getting ahead of myself…
How about this: I'll start with my name. In this story, you can know me as Seekjei. "Seec-jee." It comes from my Penname, CrazyCatGirl. "See" is how the 1st initial sounds when said aloud. "Ck" is the sound the sound the 2nd initial makes. And "jee" is how the third initial sounds when said aloud. It's a pretty name, I think. Seekjei.
My sister, you can call her Freefel. That's from her penname, FireFlare. "Fff" is the sound of the first initial. "Rree" is the last two letters of the first part of her penname. And "fell" is the first two letters of the second part of her penname. So, in this story, call her Freefel. I think it's a pretty name.
Not very exciting yet, huh? Don't worry; the story gets better soon! You see, I'm not the kind of person to question her own sanity: I know I'm insane! That's what makes life fun! So anyway, readers, there's only a little bit more boring stuff to go. Then we'll get to the real story!
So, just to let you know, here are the transformer toys we have: Beast wars Cheetor, Airazor, and Silverbolt. Animated Arcee, Snarl, and Grimlock. Movieverse Bumblebee, Arcee, and Elita 1. War For Cybertron Bumblebee. The large versions of G1 Prowl and Sunstreaker, mini G1 Grimlock and Ultra Magnus, and two G1 Ravages. We also have a couple whose universes and names I can't remember. Those are my dad's: A magenta-and-blue-ish helicopter, a tan helicopter who combines with a blue car, and a red scrapticon and a yellow scrapticon.
OK! Enough with all of this boring stuff of boring-ness! ON WITH THE CHAPTER! Enjoy!
A day or two ago, I was organizing our transformers toys in a large cardboard box. I'd been talking to myself about the 'shooting star' that my dad had seen on Tuesday, around 1 or 1:30 in the morning.
He said it'd had pieces breaking off as it soared across the sky, at least a hundred miles away toward the east, and that he'd seen it for 5 whole seconds. He later found reports of it on the news, too. Personally, I felt I knew what it was. My brain was yelling, "IT'S A TRANSFOMER! You watched the movie, you know what it is!" The tiny, annoying, logical bit of me said it wasn't possible. Shut up, logic! You're no fun.
Anywho, just then, Movieverse Arcee fell over from where she was standing near the box. I glanced over, picked her up, and leaned her against the box again. However, one of her legs somehow caught on Movieverse Bee's foot, and he fell over.
As I stood him upright again, I jokingly said, "C'mon, Arcee. There was no need to trip Bumblebee just cause he thought it was funny when you fell over." For a split second, I could've sworn that the two actually twitched, as if they were shocked.
I blinked, then shook my head, thinking, 'I'm crazy, that's all. They can't really move. Toys aren't alive.' But my large amount of insanity and love-of-the-impossible wouldn't stand for that sort of talk. It demanded I check it out. So I carefully rearranged the toys in their box, put it a couple feet from the doorway, and went down the stairs. Then I paused, and silently crouched down on the top stairs. For a second, nothing.
A minute later, I heard something. It came from the box. Then were a few faint tapping sounds. And then, the impossible. From within the box, there was movement.