Okay guys, I know that I was gone for longer than I said. It's just that my mom had a surprise trip planned that was nonrefundable. Not to mention I had no internet during my trip so I couldn't watch the TFA episodes for reference. Then she had to leave for Iraq, and I had to help her pack. Either way, I'm back and ready to start on

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"This is a big maintenance job. Even for us," Bulkhead lifted up a boulder and packed it onto a dump truck. Meanwhile, several cars were backed up due to the repairs. The mother in the pressing her horn continuously.

"One moment ma'am!" Optimus ran over to the boulder that was blocking the road. He pulled out his axe and smashed the roadblock. When he was about to smash the other one, the mother screamed.

"Ah! Please don't hurt me!" she begged. She turned the car around and sped away followed by the rest of the cars.

"They were afraid of me," Optimus frowned sadly.

"Can you blame em? After all, we trashed half the city," Ratchet reminded. He used his magnetizers to lift scattered shrapnel onto the truck.

"Actually it was the Decepticons who did most of the damage," Prowl corrected.

"I liked it better when we were heroes," Bulkhead sighed then sat down on a boulder.

"We are still heroes Bulkhead," Optimus insisted, "We just have to remind them. Now let's get back to work."

"Hey, wait a sec," Ratchet said, "Where's Bumblebee? Isn't he supposed to be helping too?"

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"Isaac Sumdac's office; please hold. Isaac Sumdac's office; please hold. Isaac Sumdac's office; please hold. Isaac Sumdac's office, thank you for holding. No. Mr. Sumdac hasn't returned from his…extended vacation yet," Bumblebee ran left and right, filing, stacking, and sorting. "Of course someone's running the company! Someone very capable." Bumblebee looked over at Sari who was banging her head on the desk, rattling the piles of paperwork.

"Ugh!" Sari screamed, "No wonder my dad acted so crazy! How'd he put up with all this?!" Just then, an alert for a vid-chat blinked on the screen. It was Powell again. "Bumblebee, put him through." Bumblebee clicked on his comlink. Porter C. Powell appeared on the computer.

"Ms. Sumdac, as the chairman of your board of directors, I've been going through the books and found that you're still burning through our valuable resources searching for your missing father. Isn't it time that you just accepted that he—"

"NO!" Sari slammed her fist on the keyboard, breaking a few of the keys off, "He's my dad! And if I were missing he'd do the same for me!"

"Young lady, there's no room for sentiment in business. A mere child can't be trusted to run an entire company."

"This company's name is still Sumdac! So until I find my dad, I'm staying right here! and there's nothing you can do about it!" Sari slammed her finger on the "End" button. Powell's face disappeared. Sari sighed and buried her head in her palms.

"Hold all my calls," Sari told Bumblebee, "I need a break."

"Okay boss-lady," Bumblebee nodded, "But you might wanna take a look at this." He pointed at the television which showed a large fireball falling.

"All eyes are on the mysterious object falling from the sky which entered earth's atmosphere from space and is heading straight for downtown Detroit." The television reported.

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"Did you guys see that?!" Bumblebee exclaimed when he found his friends.

"Kinda hard to miss," Ratchet commented.

"We'd better check it out," Optimus said, "Autobots roll out!" The Autobots ran to where the fireball was heading.

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The Autobots, Metropolice, and civilians stared with the same awestruck expression at the huge blue and white spaceship which took up all of Detroit Central Park.

"Secure the perimeter!" Fanzone shouted over the megaphone, "We're not takin any chances this time!"

"Have your men stand down," Optimus told Fanzone, "Let us handle this."

"So you can wreck the other half of the city? I don't think so." Before Fanzone could continue his Anti-Autobot rant, a large hatch on the spaceship opened up. A cold fog crept out. When the smoke cleared, three figures stood there. All bearing the same winged Autobots symbol.

"Oh. Great. The last thing we need. More spacemen," Fanzone sighed. The Autobots approached the newcomers and saluted.

"Ultra Magnus, sir," Optimus said to the middle one with gray hair, "Welcome to Earth, commander. It's an hon—"

"Jazz," Ultra Magnus interrupted Optimus's welcome, "Set up a shield to quarantine us from the earthlings." Jazz raised a surprised brow and looked at the earthlings wearing blue suits.

"You sure that's necessary commander?" he asked, "They look just like us. I'd like to get a closer look."

"You might feel different about that after the slime they spew out melts you down into a puddle or mutates you into some freaky tentacle thing," Sentinel Prime made a grotesque face and wiggled his fingers grossly to show him.

"Really?"

"I've had some experience with E.T.s and trust me, no good can come from em. Isn't that right Optimus?" Sentinel smiled at his old academymate then activated the force field, cutting off the Autobots from the outside. Sari ran to the field and banged on it, but her fists bounced off.

"Hey! What's the big idea?!" she exclaimed.

"Sentinel Prime, decontaminate Optimus and his crew," Ultra Magnus walked onto the ship.

"With pleasure. Sir," Sentinel smiled devilishly.