"Fuck don't shoot!" Baily yelled and threw up her hands to try and get the Autobots to put down their weapons. Optimus was the only one to transform his hand back and took a step forward to try and get Baily off the stairs and into the kitchen with Amanda. She seen him coming and quickly back tracked up the stairs to get away from him, "Where is Amanda?" she shouted from her position. She was not about to go down the stairs and have the decepticons come down after her and start world war three in her living room.
"There are decepticons behind you human," Wheeljack stressed to Baily. He seen her back up even farther and then hit the front of one of the most dangerous decepticons. She whipped around and stared up at Shockwave's one eye before she caught sight of Megatron behind him.
"Optimus!" the warlord called and shoved passed Baily and Shockwave. The one eyed mech held the human close before following his leader down the stairs. Megatron had put up his hands like Baily had earlier and was now slowly making his way down the stairs. He was well aware of all of the blasters trained on him, "It seems as though we are no longer on Cybertron and have become smaller than we once were. I propose a ceasefire until we have figured out what has gone wrong."
"You are proposing a ceasefire Megatron?" Arcee exclaimed from her position behind the couch. She hopped over it in one swift move and stomped her way up to the front of the formation to glare daggers at the Decepticon leader. She was angry, so very very angry about what Megatron, of all people, had just said. After what he had done in the first place, starting the war and now he is the one who wants to end it and call a ceasefire? She didn't think so. "After everything you have done and everyone you have killed. How do we know that this is not some kind of a trap?" She rounded on Optimus and was about to say something to him but his faceplates had gone slack at Megatron's announcement and she doubted that the Prime had heard a word she said.
Megatron turned and glared back at the small femme and put his hands down when he realised that Optimus was off in lala land. No one would shoot at him unless Prime gave the order. He flicked his fingers and Shockwave was quick to give Megatron the human that they had woken up that morning, "Yes, autobot. I do propose a ceasefire because our situation is bizarre and I'm sure that you and your morals do not want any harm to come to the humans that live here."
"We accept Megatron," Optimus announced and placed a hand on Arcee's shoulder plating. He has seen the look in Megatron's optics before he sacrificed himself to the Allspark. His old friend no longer desired the lust for war that he once did. Unicron had broken him to a point that maybe Optimus could find the old mentality of Megatronus once again. The Prime turned to his autobots and motioned them to put their weapons away. Carefully, he maneuvered himself in front of the angry two wheeler and moved himself closer to Megatron, "Would you release the human now? I feel that she and her friend need to see each other?"
Megatron grumbled but was quick to release the small human who quickly took off in the direction of the kitchen. She rounded the corner to come face to face with a grumpy medic and the shocked face of her best friend. Baily dropped down beside her friend and had to laugh like a maniac when she heard the first thing out of her friends mouth.
"Where are your pants?" Amanda asked and then began to chuckle along with her friend's crazy laugh. This situation was insane and she didn't blame her friend for laughing right now, "Not that I am complaining. But how did this happened?"
Baily could only answer with an unsure shrug as she sat by her friend and watched as the bots in the kitchen milled around them. If she didn't know any better she would think that she might be going crazy. But no. Herself and Amanda were sitting in their kitchen's floor watching Smokescreen go through their cabinets and examine the human stuff that he wouldn't be able to if he had been at his normal height.
Their vision was suddenly filled with an orange and white face and they jerked back at the suddenness of the Autobot medic standing before the. They watched as they quickly ran a scan before striding away in a huff. The two girls looked at each other in confusion, "The hell was that about?" Baily muttered to her friend. Amanda shrugged before getting to her feet and reaching out a hand to help Baily off the floor.
"We should get dressed," Amanda said and when Baily nodded in agreement, the two set off to go up the stairs and to their respective bathrooms. The next thirty minutes were spent cleaning themselves up and getting a little more presentable for the autobots and decepticons who had decided to invade their house in the middle of the night.
Downstairs, the livingroom and kitchen had now been separated into two sides. Even though the war was over neither side was very interested in mingling with each other at the moment. The dining room table had turned into a mess with data pads and other such information holding devices. The two leaders were going back and forth with demands and such while their second and thirds pitched in every now and then with a suggestion. By the time the two humans made it down to the living room, negotiations were almost done. There was only one pressing problem that the cybertronians had to face. And that was where to build their new base. It wasn't like the sixteen of them could stay in the human's home.
"We have a big field a ways down behind our house that would probably do pretty good. Underground base maybe?" Amanda pipped up from where she now stood beside Optimus. Baily was across the table with the look of The Thinker on her face. It wouldn't be a bad idea. They had no use out of it and it was part of their land, had bought the six acres with the idea of building a bar and maybe getting some horses. They just had not got around to it yet.
"That was our thinking," Ratchet said from behind Amanda. The cybertronians around the room hummed in agreement and Optimus and Megatron motioned forward their respectful Wreckers. Bulkhead, Wheeljack, and Breakdown would be the best options in making the building of the base go as smoothly as possible.
Now that the negotiations had finished, the two humans wondered back to each other and began to discuss the going ons that would take place the next week. "Where are they going to stay at while the base is being built?" Baily asked her friend with a worried look on her face. She knew that most of them would work non stop to get the base finished but she also knew that they had to at least sleep every now and then. She really did not want a bunch of impatient Autobots and Decepticons in her and Amanda's home. They still had a few years before they could pay it off!
"Hopefully we will have that base done before we have to cross that river," Amanda muttered back to her friend. The Wreckers had not told anyone of how long the construction might take, but the two girls really hoped that it would be sooner rather than later. Their conversation turned to more of the mudande variation as they spoke of everyday things and tried to ignore the ruckus going around them. However, Baily noted out of the corner of her eye that Bumblebee and Smokescreen were standing not too far away giving the human's lingering looks every few seconds. Baily was quick to turn their conversation into something a little more interesting.
"Looks like two young Bots are looking our way Boi," Baily whispered to Amanda and snickered when Amanda looked that way and locked eyes with the yellow scout. She watched her friend's face turn and interesting shade of red and had to hold back a laugh when she turned away from the autobots. Baily could not be more happy that this had happened to them, especially for her friend. She had been in the Transformers fandom much longer than Baily had and she knew that soon enough Amanda, or Bumblebee who knew, would make a move on one another. She sure hoped that would be the case. The sound of thudding footsteps interrupted Baily's train of thought. The two girls looked up to see Breakdown and Bulkhead walking their way.
"Could you show us the field?" the green mech asked and the two girls nodded and picked their way around the cybertronians scattered along the house. By the time they had made it outside, everyone had managed to get through the door and the girls lead them to the back of the house where an old path would lead them down to the sad sight of a few boards and boxes of nails. That had been their start of trying to get the starting stuff needed for a barn when they had ran out of funds for it. Thankfully neither side commented on the sight and began to walk around and do measurements on the dimensions for the start of the base.
Baily wandered over to where Breakdown stood talking rather civilly to Wheeljack and looked down at the datapad that the smaller mech held. It looked like the build team would have an elevator that would take them down to the base. To her eyes it actually looked like a vault one might find in her favorite game series, Fallout. The entrance would be a large elevator that would take them down thirty or so feet into a security station. Stairs would lead down to the common area, a safe zone of sorts for them humans. On this floor it would have a cafeteria, medbay, communication room, and the security room. This room would hold all of the weapons that the bots and cons had come through the portal with and could take off of themselves. The second floor would be where the autobots would stay with a staircase down at the end that would lead to the third floor where the decepticons would be. The fourth floor would be below the decepticons and house the reactor that would power the base along with a room for any odds and ends that the teams may pick up. Lastly, there would be a passage that would lead all the way up the surface in any occasion that the base would come under attack even if the reactor were to shut down the door would remain open to allow them to escape.
"I would suggest building something over the elevator since it is so big," Amanda said from where she was looking at the design over Baily's shoulder. The two shared a look and a grin and both looked over to where the sad pile of lumber and nails sat. Cybertronians were nothing if not resourceful, "I think we have the perfect idea."