Pairings: None so far but most likely if Not Bob wants any.
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers in any way shape or form I just write fanfics.
Warnings: Randomness as soon as I get the stone rolling! Probably slash because who I m writing this for is a slash lovin perv of a sister.
If there was one thing Elle knew it was that she hated crowds. Actually not crowds but humans in specific she was fine around a bunch of dogs or cats but drop her into time square she would scream. Demophobia, Sociophobia, and Anthropophobia a short list of what that could be called.
Elle looked around again the usually deserted street was bustling because of the newly added mall. Like the world needed one more when there was one just three blocks away it wasn't like the new one had any different stores. Well at least there was one more Game Stop so more free game trials.
Elle eventually got to the mall the inside was large and brightly light a harsh contrast to the dark early March 10 PM light. Elle winces at the difference looking around after her eyes adjust. There certainly was an abundance of escalators. She hicks her black messenger bag further up her shoulder her combat boots clicking on the well polished floor as she heads over to the nearest bench to try to mooch wifi off of one of the surrounding stores.
After about two hours of hard core online gaming Elle finally gets thirst and puts her stuff hack in the messenger bag and goes over to the hundred year old vending machine advertising Grape Bonanza whatever that was. It was the cheapest thing she was most likely to find so she puts a dollar.
The machine spits the dollar back out. She tries putting it back in. It spits she rubs any cresses out of it and tries again. It spits the dollar back out. Elle growls trying again she shoves the dollar in. She sighs as it starts going in. Then it comes back out and falls onto the floor. Elle nearly screams but picks it then notices she was trying to put it in upside down.
"Stupid machines." She says finally getting her soda.
Elle looks at the innocent enough looking can of pop then picks it up. She opens the lid and takes a drink. Then she starts coughing.
"Ow my tongue! What kind of soda is scalding hot! It also had something in it!" She says sticking her tongue out at it.
She walks past a trash can and throws it out. As she leaves she doesn't notice how the liquid spilling out wasn't the purple it should have been but a pink color and the paper in the trash was starting to light on fire.
Elle hums walking down the street back to her house. Her parents were almost always gone so she had the house to herself. Well as to yourself as you can have with a younger sister who lives in your houses industrial sized ventilation system and has a security system set up that the Chinese government would be jealous of. Basically duct tape over the cameras and have the whole house to yourself besides the occasional bumping in the vents she does keep the pests out.
Elle laughs at the thought of her little sister fighting off rats with her trusty meat cleaver. Elle herself preferred katana s and other types of swords. Guns were also on her list of favorite weapons though she really did want a jet because that would be pure awesomeness.
Elle pushes the book bag further up her shoulder before getting to the semi-large house at the end of a dirt road. It was four stories tall and had 7 bed rooms only one in active use because of Elle s parents working at all hours and her sister living in the vents.
Elle you are three hours late for dinner. A mechanical voice says over a speaker.
Hey, vent crawler go get your robot to shut up so I can eat pizza. Elle says.
Okey-dokey sis robot-drone 45.2 go outside and self destruct. A voice over a speaker system says.
Order acknowledged. The robot says walking outside.
As Elle gets her pizza she hears the tell tale boom of the robot self destructing.
Elle it s eight o clock I get to play music now! The young girl s voice yells.
Oh Gods not rap. Elle says head hitting the table.
Nope~ just parody songs today!
Oh that s good. Elle says sighing.
After about twenty minutes an alarm goes off. It was for when planes fly too close to the house.
Jet closing in prepare main cannon! She yells.
Seriously? Elle says face palming.
A/N: Not as funny as it could be but a start. I know it s short but who cares? They ll get longer and funnier I promise on my love for clean carpeting. Also thank Brake-Neck for typing out the last couple paragraphs XD I used his arms to type it's harder then it sounds D: Not Bob: I love it! This is pure awesomeness just like owning a jet! Thank you TTwTT I'm so happy I'm crying! Neko: Thank's sis.