[Authors note:
This is spawn of bunnies, the first Transformers movie (Movie verse fic here people!) and that poor little mountain dew transformer that I never know what happened to. And so, this is what happens to him. Because I needed to write this! R&R! Constructive criticize is welcome! But please? If you feel like yelling at me I'm gonna ignore you…ALSO! I have no Beta…So if you see spelling errors and such please tell me so I can go fix them!
Rated: T! Because my people might swear and might just reference things that I wont write X'3
I do NOT own Transformers in any shape or form except for the toys I have in my room, the movies and…my oc's AND VENDERS NAME! that's MINE…However the idea for him is still not mine…*whine* Anyway!
Updates should be as soon as I have new chapters or weekly, because you need discipline unless I somehow get good enough to have you begging X3
ANYWAY! ON WITH DEH STOREH!
EverAfter-OUT!]
OxxOxxO
Prolog: Moving.
It was suddenly becoming aware to him that this was off.
He hadn't been being shaken up and around before when he had gone into re-charge. And he hadn't been strapped to the back of truck, in the cold wind, with the scenery whipping in front of him and everything moving before either.
He stayed still though and watched everything fly by. He didn't want to blow cover again. Last time had been rather hard to escape from. But that person was yelling at him about not handing over a stupid can of soda! What else was he supposed to do just let them get away with their tantrum! He may not have known much about this species but he knew throwing a fit in the middle of public was not something the elder ones did normally. (At least it seemed they shouldn't be throwing fits like the babies he saw from about a year of sitting on the streets and moving at night.)
EXCEPT NOW! He seemed to be being transported to some…new place. He had no idea where was, and to add to the troubles. Why.
Though he did look like a normal soda machine, so. It was justified ONLY for these squishy things…