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Review on readers! I'm tryin' real hard to make this better!
But honestly, this is just gonna be a very dialogue-filled chapter. I can't help it...it's just how it goes. Sorry.
Replies to AWESOME Reviews!
Fireforblack: Wohoo! Officially my first reviewer! Anyways, YES she does! O_o it's quite hard to keep up with. And if ya think she's bad…my editor is worse! Heather and Editor: HEY!
scarlette16: Hehe! Why thank ya. I try very hard. ;)
Anonymus: Oh thanks! Well I figured I needed it to change a bit...
Sideswipe's Mechanic: Ah thanks! :D O_O whoa big words! ;) And wow I read that wrong when you said *blows noise makers* I thought it said *blows nose makers* and I was confused. ^-^ GASP! Oh no! Not the puppy dog eyes! 0_o I AM! I AM! ;) Haha
BlackRose-FlowerofDeath: Thanks! I plan on it changing the majority of it.
hopes-and-dreams-last-forever: Thanks! I try to add some humor here and there. But these people make it difficult. *avoids the frying pan Heather just threw…*
TheBigMystery: Hahaha aw thanks! The first one had a good idea…I just had a hard time communicating it… Ice cream? O_o HEATHER NOOOO! *Zoey and Terra hold their friend back* XD
Mystica Prime: Haha yeeeah my first one was pretty bad with fluid writing. Thanks though! ^-^ You're just awesome!
Alright, enough chit-chat, here's the story…
Ouch I Need a Raise…
I had good news and bad news. The bad news would be I was lying on a dumpster, "supposedly" unconscious, in an alley of a sci-fi movie. The good news is: I was now having other thoughts that didn't involve hyperventilating. At the moment all I could think of is, "Oh my head, oh my head...ugh Heather, shut up!"
Heather was currently taking over the hyperventilating part in this charade, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! I can't believe this is happening! How is this happening? This is great! Somebody pinch me! WHOA! Not literally!"
"Just be glad it wasn't a giant robot who volunteered," Terra said, obviously aggravated. But hey, what's new?
"That's what I was thinking when I volunteered..." A male voice defended himself. I guess that was the famous Sam Witwicky. Figures.
"Who are you? How did you get here?" A female voice said. Ok that's Mikaela. She sounded a little different than the movie. That's weird. Humph, technology, I mentally rolled my eyes.
"What are your designations?" A robot-ish voice asked, "And do any of you require medical assistance?" Ahh...so that was Ratchet. You've gotta give me credit, I'm learning.
"Besides a headache..." I began, kneading my forehead, "I think we're all fine." Opening my eyes, I saw I was no longer on the dumpster. I was much better off on the asphalt ground. Though beggars can't be choosers...I was just glad I didn't smell like dead fish.
"WHOA!" I took an involuntary step back, now that I had the big picture of five giant robots staring at us, "You guys are much bigger in person!"
"What does that mean?" Come on movie knowledge...oh duh, cannons were now whirring at me...that was Ironhide.
"Easy, Ironhide," Ok, so that's definitely the leader, Optimus Prime.
"I wasn't going to damage them...just wanted to show my cannons," The weapons specialist grumbled.
"If we're really inside a movie...then...OH MY GOSH YOU'RE SHIA LEBEOUF!" Leave it to Heather to make a bad situation worse.
"What?" The startled target of my insane friend managed to say, "No I'm Sam Witwicky!"
"No way! You're just an actor...though you don't look exactly like Shia Lebeouf," Heather argued on. Of course she did, "But you still kinda resemble the guy. That's so cool! Can I get your autograph?"
"Could you please leave my...boyfriend...alone?" Mikaela stepped in. Wohoo! GIRL POWER!
"You mean...me?" Sam stuttered, then, "YES!"
"But both of ya'll are just actors..." Heather said, though the lovebirds were too busy blushing to notice. We were getting nowhere.
Terra and I looked at each other, and then groaned. We both grabbed one of Heather's arms and drug her back.
"Does it LOOK like we're in Kansas anymore, Toto?" Terra whispered frantically.
"Oh how I love the Wizard of Oz, and if I ever get out of this, I am watching that three times in a row!" I said to myself. But my friends heard my insane moment.
Heather snorted, "I'll hold you to that."
Terra rolled her eyes at my retarded moment. We usually had these strange moments, and were past due for one, come on, in a movie, though? Of course, "Listen!" She hissed, "We can't change the movie too much! Do you really wanna be stuck in here if the Autobots LOOSE? We won't tell them anything else. Just say we came from a different dimension...thingy...and you can reveal they were a movie. But don't tell them what happens!"
"But...Jazz dies..." Heather whimpered miserably.
"Make him move out of the way when the time comes..." I advised then said, "Ok they now think we're insane...let's explain quickly."
We all walked back to the startled group. I looked at Terra to see if she was gonna do the talking. She stared at me, raised an eyebrow, and then scooted away. Glancing at Heather, she gave me the "Are you kidding?" look and joined Terra.
I sighed, "I guess it's better if we really introduce ourselves first. Ya'll might be able to understand what happened better."
Everyone just gave me the look to continue. Great, I thought, I honestly do NOT need this today...
"I'm Zoey," I began, and then pointed to my friends, "And this is Terra, and Heather. We're not from here."
"We figured when you fell from the sky..." Sam added while receiving an elbow in the ribs from Mikaela.
I laughed, "No I mean we are really not from here. We're from a different dimension altogether...I guess...I don't know myself." I was loosing it quick. I shot Heather a pleading glance, but someone else stepped in.
"Why is it," The commander began, "That you are not surprised to see us?" My heart began pounding. Well a giant robot would be intimidating to anyone, but that was the line he gave Simmons...the guy whose car he destroyed. I guess he will give. Oh this was confusing...
"Her hear rate and adrenaline levels detect that she is afraid," Ratchet put in.
"I know what ya'll mean though," I said before anyone could comment, "You're saying, 'this isn't normal for humans...so why aren't these three running around in circles screamin' like chickens with their heads cut off?' And I'm sure if you want us to...we will." That earned amused rumbles from the big guys, and a snort from the humans.
I took a deep breath, "The truth is...in-our-world-you-guys-are-a-movie!" I said as fast as possible.
"You're crazy..." That came from Mikaela.
"I'd like to see you be thrown through a vortex that came from a freakin' DVD!" Terra frowned.
"And then we were just randomly thrown onto a dumpster!" Heather added. Those two were getting angry.
I sighed, we were all afraid. I'm sorry, Terra...Heather, desperate times comes desperate measures, "And now we have NO IDEA how to get back! But...we do know what happens in the movie..."
"NO!" Terra yelled.
"ZOEY!" Heather wasn't happy either.
"How else are we supposed to get back?" I retorted, "I have this weird feeling we've gotta go with you guys...and help ya'll through the movie...uh series of events..."
"We do not wish to bring more lives into our war," Optimus Prime said solemnly.
"Yeah…but…" I stumbled for words. Who could blame me? I was under the gaze of five robots and…one, two,—four human beings…talk about intense.
"Maybe if we help ya, we can get back!" Thank you, Heather! Why didn't she pitch in earlier?
Looking up, I saw the r—I mean Autobots, facing each other, trying to make a tough decision. Let's see, "Trust these insane girls who just fell out of a huge vortex, and endanger our entire mission?" Or, "Leave them behind…or if we really care, let's dump them at a mental hospital." Oh yeah, they had a tough decision. We're dead.
"I know ya'll think we're crazy," Who's talking—oh wait, I am. Stupid no control over my mouth, "But you have to believe us. How else do you think we managed to fall out of that…vortex thingy? Also, what is the harm of bringing us with ya?" Oh great, stupid mouth…why did I bring that up. Wait…humans haven't betrayed their trust yet. Yet.
"You humans have a disturbing habit of betraying others' trust," Ratchet began.
"Why would you offer to help us? We're the strange aliens that send everyone screamin'," A whirr of Ironhide's cannons seemed to prove his point as we all shrunk back. I wasn't about to back down. Hello, does the word desperate get to any of these guys?
I sighed, and sucked in a shaky breath of air, geez I'm such a wimp, "I know what ya'll mean. And believe me not all humans are gonna help ya," Ouch. Elbow from Terra on that one, I'm sure no one missed that, "But we need you…more than you need us. We have no idea how to get back. We need your help. And, in exchange, we know what ya'll need to do."
"Then why don't you just tell them now?" Sam asked.
"Because," Terra sounded a little annoyed…but I didn't think anyone could notice, "We don't wanna change anything. Do you have any idea how bad that could be?"
"I get the point…" Sam backed off, smart move. Terra's a nice person…but very dangerous. I tried to hide my smirk.
"You three have nowhere to go?" Optimus almost sounded…concerned? Naw, that can't be it. Well then again the whole "protect all life" thing can be kicking in.
"Nope," Heather replied cheerfully. Of course she'd be the only one to do that, "You're our only chance." Oh here it comes…the famous puppy face she can do. Ouch. No one can stand that face. Then again, maybe robo…uh, I mean these Autobots can turn off their sympathetic-ness. Ok, how stupid do I sound?
"Aww…slag, girl," Jazz cracked first. Somehow I didn't see that coming, "Prahme, doncha' think that these girlies ain't gonna pose much o' a threat?"
"We will…if ya get us mad," Though Heather laughing didn't really sound too intimidating.
"Ah, I like 'em!" Jazz declared while laughing.
"They are all in excellent health, proving they will not slow us down more than the ordinary human," Thank you, Ratchet. I'll remember that when I'm sendin' out my Christmas cards. Heather did her best to frown at the statement as well.
"If you are Decepticon spies I shall terminate," Ironhide, yet again, whirled his cannons. I would never admit it but after the third time, they began to barely loose their intimidation. That is, until they began to spin faster. I squeaked, while Heather and Terra jumped back.
"Ironhide! You know we don't harm humans!" Optimus said, a little louder than necessary. I figured if I hung out with these guys my eardrums would eventually explode.
"It was merely an option…only if they're our enemies…" The weapon specialist grumbled as his cannons were put back into place.
"We do not harm humans," The leader repeated.
"Well, like the sayin' goes: 'keep your friends close, your enemies closer…' I think…" I attempted to break the tension.
"I thought it was, 'love your enemies'," Either Heather was arguing…or trying to break the tension. I prayed it was the latter.
"Well if you are who you say you are," Sam began, "You're going to be a lot of help. And besides, if you are the bad guys…you guys are just girls…"
Idiot.
Heather was practically fuming, "Of all the-"
"OOKAAAAAY," I jumped in as soon as possible. I just saved the guy's life, "So can we go with ya'll? Pleeease…and we don't have much time if we need to keep pace with the movie."
"As long as none of my men are against it," Optimus began, "We have no reasons to distrust you. We require your assistance and value your bravery."
What the heck do I say to that? Uh, thanks, I guess. I wasn't planning on embarrassing myself two times in five…maybe ten minutes. Luckily someone saved me from that.
"Well ... Come on lets go lets go lets go little darlin'; tell me that you'll never leave me. Come on Come on lets go again, again and again," (1.) Thank you, Bumblebee. I laughed at the song. Oldies, ya gotta love 'em.
"I suppose you three do not require our introductions then?" The leader questioned, as if he really wasn't looking forward to repeating the entire story.
"Nah," I smiled, at my two friends, "I think we've got the basics of it."
"Yeah…" Humph, I didn't realize Terra hadn't talked in a while. Guess she's a little traumatized from the whole Ironhide's cannons things, "Why don't we follow the storyline and get the glasses?"
"Oh…right!" And nothing ever managed to faze Heather, "Can I ride with you, Jazz? You're so cool!"
"Well I don' see why not," Oh that's gonna be a dangerous car ride, "Happy to oblige lil' lady."
"Autobots," Oooh here comes the cool line, "Transform." …Or maybe not.
Can I say one thing? The movie did not prepare you for how insane the actual transformations were. Gears winding and all the technical sounds just added to the amazing scene, though it was louder than expected. A part of me wanted to cover my ears, but it wasn't too loud. It was just…extreme. Ok, real life is always better than the movies. Besides, when those cameras swirl around it's hard to focus on what's happening. Then there was a clank, clank, clank, clank, clank, as all five vehicles were resting before us. Scary? Yes. Now let's just hope we didn't delay them too much. We couldn't let them loose. I couldn't help but stare out into space until I heard the special command,
"ROLL OUT!" Wait…What?
INFO…
(1.) There's a song written and recorded by Ritchie Valens called "Come on let's go". It's kinda catchy and I thought it fit in nicely here. It was released in…I think 1958. Good song…a little short though.
Author: Ta-DA! Reviews are so much appreciated…6 before I add the next chapter…which is already written…also part of my ingenious plan!
Editor: Oh please! Rolls eyes It was my plan!
Author: Are you kidding? YOU weren't even at the meeting!
Editor: What meeting?
Zoey: The one where we put all our input on this story!
Heather: Yeah! It was…fun.
Terra: How would you know? You were asleep!
Heather: And that would be the fun part…except bein' trapped in this movie is way better!
Zoey: Yes except in the meeting we never got to the part on how we're gonna get back! Gives the author a death glare
Author: And I am working on that…
Heather: Less talking, more writing missy! TEN HUUT!
Zoey: sighs. Who let her into the sugar?
Terra: No she's this brain damaged all the time.
Heather: HEEEY! Whines. Zoey, Terr-Bear's bein' a meanie-head! Stamps foot
Zoey: You were saying? Rolls eyes.
Terra: sighs and smacks forehead And, SAM! (That's the Author's name by the way…if you couldn't tell by her profile…) Stop writing our dialogue and get another chapter in! Sugar rush or not, Heather had a point.
Heather: clapping Bravo! Bravo! An excellent speech by the ever controlling, ever joy killing, ever big headed, Terr-Bear!
Terra: grrrooowwwlssss… HEAAAAAATHEER!
Zoey: lunges and holds Terra back. SAM STOP TYPING! TERRA CALM DOWN!
Terra: I'm gonna kill her! Still fighting Zoey's grip
Author: She's…not gonna kill her…I don't think…
Zoey: She's just high! She didn't knooow what she was saying! Being drug slowly towards the hysterically giggling Heather
Editor: smacks forehead. Oh boy…Time to stop writing, HOLD TERRA BACK!
Author: Sighs… Ok then…
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