Lil' Jack
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the mentioned toys, and a dark blue 2011 Chevy Cruze.
The auburn haired woman held a bag in her hands as she walked up the side of her building. Coming to her dark blue Cruze she smiled as she heard the doors unlock, and climbed into the driver's seat. She smiled as she looked at the gauges behind the steering wheel, "Hey, I went shopping today, and you'll never guess what I found."
The car honked as the doors locked, which should have been impossible as the keys were upstairs and no one else was in the home. She smiled as she reached into the bag pulling out a white, red, and green Lancia Stratos Turbo race car, and a folded up instruction sheet. Unfolding the sheet, a quick scan, and she began pulling the car apart pieces separating, sliding, and rearranging. Within five minutes the car was replaced with a little robot that was familiar to the car.
"Wheeljack, I give you Lil' Wheeljack. Merry Christmas." The woman said, a grin taking over her face.
The radio turned on playing, "We need a little Christmas, right this very minute."
She laughed, "You're welcome, and you know I have one more for you." She started digging through the bag, "I saw this one, and just thought you'd like it too." The car began beeping, much like it does every time someone sat in the car without a seat belt, when the Silver Centennial Corvette Concept came out of the bag. Another instruction sheet came out as the car started revving its engine. Pieces once again broke apart and were rearranged, and a few moments later a silver robot was in her hands instead of the car. The engine roared louder as she went to set the toy on the seat next to the other one. "What? You don't like it?" The door opened, giving the easy impression of get out. Frowning she reached for the Wheeljack toy, Sideswipe still in her hands, but was stopped by the seatbelt fastening and securing the toy to the seat. "Okay, okay, I'm not taking your Lil' Jack. I'll just go on inside as you play with it." The car honked the horn making the woman scramble out as the door closed and locked.
Laughing the woman walked back inside the home, muttering, "Oh god, he's got a Lil' Jack." The car honked once again, making her laughs harder and flip the car off as she disappeared into the home.
The seatbelts released the toy and gently raised it up to the dashboard before settling the toy into the glove box for further study.