GG23: First and foremost, everyone give Ironaft30 a round of applause, the poor boy put his thumb through hell to get this typed up via cellphone. "Pats Ironaft30 and his thumb on the back."

IA30: If fingers and thumbs could talk, I would never hear the end of it from mine xD For more than just typing abuse too. "Cheeky pervy grin."

GG23: "Eye twitch" Don't make me disown you.

1A30: At this point you couldn't even if you tried 83 And you like me too much to try anyways. "Ruffles GG23's hair"

GG23: "Grumbles about older brothers and being smart afts." Annnways! Thank you Supergirlprime, Tailsdoll123, and LynxbyLynx!

IA30: Just a note, Bulkhead and Wheeljack look the same as they do in Transformers: Prime.

DISCLAIMER: ALL TRANSFORMER PEOPLES NAMED DO NOT BELONG TO US!

Chapter One

It was a peaceful Saturday morning on Diego Garcia , no Decepticon incursions, no government liaisons to deal with. Everything seemed perfectly normal, until... -KA-BOOM!- "What the hell?" A surprised Army Major Captain William Lennox asked his friend and Vice Captain Bobby Epps, who was just as surprised as he was.

"I don't know, man. I think it came from where that black smoke is emanatin' from," He picked up his sidearm and cap glaring in the direction of the smoke.

Lennox grumbled something about non-existent relaxation before getting on the phone, "Ratchet, prep Med Bay for possible injuries and proceed to Hangar 20 by the coast. I think those two are at it again,"He'd added the location as he looked through his binoculars to asses the damage done. "Ugh, Galloway is gonna have field day with this." He threw the binoculars to Epps and hurried on to the destruction zone.

The Emergency Response Teams gathered outside Hangar 20 which was about a hundred yards away from the main command hangar. Jolt pried the doors to the side, allowing the humans entry to the dishevelled place to put out the minor flames with extinguishers. The culprits, Wheeljack and Bulkhead, lay sprawled on the floor with sheepish expressions on their faces. Quicker than most of the bots Ratchet threw his infamous wrenches at the two, this only caused more heart attacks for the humans in close proximity of the targeted bots. "Ugh, hi there, H-Ratchet. What's up?"Bulkhead asked the infuriated medic.

"What is up is that you glitch heads caused another commotion on base! Explain yourselves before I start dismantling the lot of you fraggers!", answered the irate CMO.

Bringing himself up Wheeljack said,"Well, we were doing a little science project, Ratch. Forgot to calibrate the main power feed to optimal levels and it kinda shorted. Sorry."

Fuming at this Ratchet asked in a near growl,"What kind of EXPERIMENT?" Bulkhead and Wheeljack both swallowed as they told the age old veteran what they were doing.

"YOU DID WHAT? " His voice echoed all over the island, surprising the hell out of those
within their stations. "How many times have I told you glitch heads to NOT TRY BUILDING A SPACE BRIDGE?" berated Ratchet.

Wheeljack raised his hand at this and corrected,"Technically, it's not a "space bridge",perse. It's more of a "ground bridge", a scaled down version of the space bridge. Sir."He explained, frame shaking all the while.

"Woah, what the hell happened here?"Asked Lennox, giving the place a once over. A group of tall arches lined up were still sputtering electricity, instrument panels open with blackened components as well as a power conduit blown to frag.

"Apparently these two morons were the ones who caused the explosion, Captain. By attempting what I warned them not to build. I deeply apologize on behalf of Prime. What do you have to say for yourselves to our hosts?" He glared at the two. Both just bowed their heads and awaited their punishment.

Night time came. The problems resolved. Another day had ended with the two of them apologizing for the trouble they caused. Then again, maybe the real problem was just beginning. At the stroke of midnight, two huge shadows could be seen sneaking from hangar to hangar, until they reached Hangar 20. "Hey 'Jackie,are you sure about this? We'll just get ourselves into trouble again."Whispered the bigger one to his cohort.

"Damn straight, Bulkhead. We need to get it back online, or else the Cons might beat us to those transponders we sent to India. They might just trace it to this place." Was Wheeljack's reply as he and Bulkhead slipped through the rear window of his lab. Getting their tools, they set off to repair their project. It took them two hours getting everything ready, along with calibrations to the power feed controls. Then it was time to find the beacons. As they powered the bridge up Bulkhead set about scanning for the beacons. After locking on to their targets however, they never bothered looking up the location from whence they came. As the bridge opened two humans were suddenly deposited on the floor, each of them were holding onto the transponder devices that he and Bulkhead sent earlier before the bridge malfunctioned.

Seeing the male stirring they quickly transformed into their alt modes. Alex felt as if his bones were resonating as he tried to focus his vision. In a haze, he thought he saw two giant figures standing in the distance, they seemed to kneel down and transform. Looking around he found a girl with red hair, a familiar face and wearing a black leather jacket with the name Roxie on the back. Immediately, he struggled to his hands and knees and went over to the still unconscious female. Holding her in his arms, Alex tried to call her name,"Jenna? Hey sis,wake up."

Jenna stirred and came to, her vision a bit fuzzy. Looking up she saw a man who couldn't be more than thirty with a shaggy mop of deep brown wavy hair and a bushy face. "Alex? Is that you? But how-?" she squeaked, confused at the sudden turn of events.

"I don't know. I think we got pulled into a vortex of sorts." He said while helping her stand. Looking up she noticed that the arches seemed familiar.

She cleared her throat and asked,"Is that what I think it is?" She got her answer in a wave of excitement she felt from her chest.

Then Alex pointed in the direction of two vehicles and whispered,"We're not in Kansas anymore,sis."Quoting an old movie.

"You mean that we're-?" Before she could finish her sentence the two vehicles transformed back into the very beings that Alex saw before he woke Jenna up.

"Um, hello. How do you do?" Looking at each other, Alex and Jenna realized that their world had just been Transformed.

GG23: Just to add a little more length to the chapters we're throwing in little life moments at the end as a bonus.

The Life of A Blooming Transformers Fan - How It Started

"Am lounging on couch bored." I should watch a movie. "Sees long since watched Transformers movie and remembers the awesomeness." Sure why not?

"After watching it." YOSH! MORE! "Watches ROTF" ...FANFICTIONS! "Sits on laptop for hours finding and reading and obsessing more."

-After watching both movies over 7 times each and having read most of the fanfics-

"Twitch, twitch." Need mooooore!..."Remembers a Transformers that was mildly interesting involving smaller bots called Minicons. Goes hunting. Learns." YOSH! MUST WATCH ALL OF ARMADA!

-After watching all the episodes-

FANFICTIONS!

-After reading as many fanfics that could hold interest-

Boyfriend: For the last time! TRANSFORMERS AREN'T REAL! AND START WATCHING THE MOVIES ON YOUR LAPTOP, I CAN'T STAND SHIA LABOUF'S SCREAMING ANYMORE!

GG23: Teeheeheehee...What? Sorry found another good fanfic. And already two steps ahead of you, got both movies and soundtracks downloaded.

Boyfriend:...-.-" You're lucky I love you.

GG23: I know.

"Same night am hit with dream that inspires fanfiction of my own"

TADA! MS. BABYSITTER VS MR. TRUCK IS BORN!

END!

GG23: XD That's the compressed version I swear.