Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers.
The humans board the large train. There is a rather large crowd, but the train doesn't move, until all the passengers are on, and the trains starts to take off. Humans chatter away, and the chain notices that they love to talk. It does not bother the train too much, but it is rather annoying. The head car watches to make sure that they don't crash, although it doesn't doubt its ability to manage a squishy's transportation. Two squishies, however, catches the head car's attention, and turns its scanners in the third car that the two squishies are in.
No. I do not have anything to do with them.
Those two squishies are wanted by the Decepticons...well, mostly the mech. The head cars knows that their designations is Samuel James Witwicky and Mikaela Banes, LadiesMan217, the eBay designation of Samuel Witwicky. It wonders why they are here, but quickly figures it out as a 'vacation' time for them. Samuel, after all, defeated Megatron, the Decepticon leader. It makes the head car shake in amusement. A squishy defeating the great Megatron. It never thought that it would be possible, since it knows the squishies are fragile and weak.
It feels the presence of another Cybertronian on the train, and confusion washes over the head car's processor.
"Sister, an Autobot is on board. Designation, Bumblebee. Alternate mode: 2010 Camaro."
"Thank you, sister. As long as he does not show any sign of harming us, we shall let him be."
"Sister, he does not sense the presence of us. We will be safe. This is a guarantee."
"Alright, sister. Thank you."
The head car is relieved. She continues to drive the train, and figures out that their destination are mountains called Red Paradox Mountains. They are located on an island called...Paradox Island. Smoke instantly puffs out of her system, which is her way of sighing. Like every train, she has a steel pipe, similar to a semi, except this head car only has one*.
There are 9 cars in the total train chain, including the head car. Usually, there is a conductor in the head car driving the train, but no one goes to the front anyways, so they never find out that no one is driving this chain. The head car is red, with one circular green light, and one silver steam pipe. She is sleek, and the front is not squared, but slanted in a round way. She also has some black and purple wave designs, but overall, she looks like a normal head car of a train chain.
The second car behind her is completely the color black, with only a few white splotches here and there*. Strangely, she is not the same color as the head car, as most trains are all supposed to be one color. Most trains are connected together, most are linked together. This train chain is linked together.
The third car is emerald green, practically glossy-like. She is slightly bigger than the other two, but it is only because she starts the chain of carrying passengers.
The fourth car is sapphire blue, also glossy-like. She is the car that carries the two squishies, Samuel and Mikaela.
The fifth car is a pearl pink color, but she seems more shiny instead of glossy. She is slightly smaller than the other two though.
The sixth car is a yellow topaz color, and she is the one who can take the most weight, since she is the one that is carrying the Camaro, but she is the same size as the second car.
The seventh car is a dark purple color, and she is also the one who can take a lot of weight, but she is not carrying a car right now.
The eight car is a ruby red color, and she is the shortest car there. No squishes reside in her, so she is not carrying any weight.
The last car is a clash of orange, red, and yellow, which seems like flames dancing. She is also sleek, like the head car, except the head car is more sleeker than her.
They all are femmes, and they are neutrals. The head car is bored, so she brings her attention towards the conversation that Samuel and Mikaela are speaking about. It is called 'eavesdropping', but she cannot help it.
"...sure that the Decepticons won't attack?" asks the female.
"No guarantee. But we have 'Bee here with us," the male tries to be optimistic.
"Hopefully, this will be a peaceful vacation. Mission City was a hassle," the female stretches a bit, then quickly changes the subject. "Don't you think this train has...a weird coloring? Aren't all trains supposed to be one color?"
A pang of anger hits the head car, and she wants to turn on her speakers, through the way most NORMAL conductors speak to the inhabitants of the train, and say, Well, EXCUSE me for being different! The head train pouts in her processor, knowing fully well on why she can not speak.
"Maybe this train is unique," the boy shrugs, and the head car feels a beam of pride(for herself) at that.
"Weirder stuff has happened to us," the female agrees. "But why can't the other Autobots come with us? While we're vacationing, they're working their butts off on working on a base."
You have answered your own question, the head cars thinks crossly.
"I think humans call it a 'rhetorical question'. the second car points out.
"I think that I need some energon!" the seventh car whines.
"I think you should stop whining!" the eight car retorts.
"Well! I think that-"
"You need to shut your afts up." the head cars growls. She can feel their irritation over the sister bond they all share, but they stop arguing. This gives the head car time to think. I sense my mistress somewhere near. I know she is here, on this dirtbag planet. I just know...
*'s
-I was trying to make this sound appropriate,-_-'
-No racism intended.
Alright, this is my other plot bunny. Please review!