"Another attack!" screams a tall, well built man wearing a squid hat as he bursts into the office where John and Hank are both working on Kiva and Project for Awesome while walking on treadmill desks. "We need to attack!" the man screams as he tries to catch his breath. He took off his hat to reveal a bald head and piercing green eyes.

John runs his fingers up through his hair and whispered, "The puff levels are high today."

Hank, without thinking says, "We cannot attack, Corporal Jackson."

"He's right," John agrees, stepping off the treadmill, "Our constitution, written by the citizens states that we can only defend, not attack."

Corporal Jackson puts his squid hat back on and calmly walks out of the room.

"We need to make a treaty with the Decepticons," John sits down and picks up a puppy-sized elephant that has been wandering around the castle.

"A treaty, with the Decepticons?" Hank rubs his eyes behind his glasses, "That's impossible, John, and you know that."

"Mummy," I begged, "why can't I stay in battle school with all the other decepticons?"

"Son, you are eleven years old and only three foot eleven inches (around 1 meter and 28 centimeters) tall." She sat on my bed and sighed, "You're also as bright as all the stars in the universe put together, you need a good education, and there will be other decepticons, Charlie."

"But I still have to go to school with the ruddy nerdfighters." I groaned.

"Nerdfighters are nice, and just be yourself. The nerdfighters would gladly become friends with someone as smart as you."

Three years later, after my father died in a bombing mission against the nerdfighters, my mum moved to the nerdfighter side of the island. She became the most amazing, yet targeted witch ever. She made a shield that was nearly impenetrable the day that the attacks became worse. I became friends with some of the nerdfighters at school, and even became a citizen of nerdfighteria. I was no longer a decepticon, and I enjoyed that. The school was in a castle, like Hogwarts; far from the decepticon side of the island to protect it's pupils, students, and even the Green family. I met the Greens several times, being at the top of my class and all. We would run into each other pretty often and I even babysat Henry when Mr. and Mrs. Green went out.