The Plan Gone Wrong

Sam stared silently out of Bumblebee's windshield. The setting sun glared into his eyes. He could barely make out his house in the distance. "Pull over here," he said pointing to the side of the road. "I don't want us going straight up to the house." Bumblebee pulled over and Optimus Prime followed, pulling up behind the yellow car. Shaking slightly, due to nervousness, Sam got out of the car. He walked around Bumblebee to stand on the sidewalk and stared nervously at the two disguised Autobots. He couldn't help but feel that something was going to go horribly wrong.

"Ok, you know the plan. I go first and prepare my parents. You stay here until I give the signal. You can't come sooner. Please, listen this time. Please, I can't handle you bursting in again. Please," he beseeched to the Autobots. Optimus merely rumbled his engine. Sam was not reassured. "This is still insane. I can't believe I am actually doing this. I think-"Optimus rumbled more loudly this time and flashed his front lights impatiently. Sam groaned miserably. "Ok, ok don't freak out on me. I'll go but please wait for my signal. Please!" No sound came from either of the cars. He hoped that meant they would.

Sam turned and began walking towards his house as slowly as he dared. He could feel the eyes of the two Autobots on the back of his head. He wondered how this could be considering that they didn't have "eyes" in their current form. Maybe he felt their headlights on the back of his head. That would make more sense. He suddenly felt a strange desire to laugh.

The long walk to his house concluded far too quickly. He slowly made his way to the front. Just as he was about to ring the doorbell he heard his father's voice drifting from the backyard.

"Judy, you heard what the government told us. Sam left with two highly trained soldiers. They will get him here. In fact, I bet he will be walking up to the house any minute now. There is no need to worry. He'll be back soon." His mom's answer was an audible sniffle.

Sam strode around the side of the house. His dad was kneeling on the ground, apparently trying to fill in the craters that the Autobots had created that night when Sam had met them for the first time. His mom was holding a large broom in her hands. She had been sweeping up the fragments of the fountain that Optimus had stepped on and ruined. She gave a shriek when she saw him. Next second the broom was being pushed into his back as she hugged him fiercely. His dad joined them a few seconds later.

"I told you that he was coming!" his dad said beaming.

"Oh, Sammy," his mother whispered, backing up to look at him properly. "We didn't know if we would ever see you again. We found out that you were taken out of the city to someplace faraway. When they let us go we had no idea where you were. They said that you would be coming but I thought they were lying. You have scratches and cuts all over. Did they hurt you? Because if they did I will go and kick their-"

"I'm fine, mom," Sam interrupted.

"But your cuts…"

"I wasn't hurt by any humans. I was…um…other…other things got me."

His parents stared at him in confusion. "What are you talking about, Sam?" his father asked.

"Well, you aren't going to believe this," Sam began. "It turns out that…" he stopped in midsentence. A sound was coming towards them. Sam nearly fainted when he recognized that it was the sound of a car and truck. "Oh no. Oh no. I told them to wait. I told them so many times. This can't be happening. Oh, God," he muttered wildly. His eyes were wide and he had become deathly pale.

His parents barely got in their looks of confusion before a yellow car and a massive blue truck came rumbling around the corner of the house and into the backyard. Judy clutched the broom in front of herself like a shield while Ron bellowed about his yard being even more demolished.

"I told you to wait!" Sam cried running up to the two Autobots, his arms waving wildly. "What happened to the signal? Why didn't you listen to me? This is turning into a nightmare!" Even as he said this he knew that he shouldn't have expected different. He had already learned that Autobots listened to none. Bumblebee, at least, made an apologetic noise.

Judy slowly advanced towards the automobiles. She froze, however, when she realized that there were no drivers. "No drivers," she said in disbelief. "How can that be? That's impossible. Cars can't move on their own. What's going on?" She turned to stare at her husband. He too wore a look of disbelief.

"Mom, Dad, let me explain," Sam said, panic creeping into his voice.

"Sam, perhaps we should take on a more familiar form? It may ease the shock of seeing us," a deep voice said. Ron and Judy jumped when they realized that the voice was coming from the truck itself.

"I don't-"Sam began but was cut off when Judy screamed. Bumblebee had rolled a couple of feet towards her to give Optimus more room. Judy, thinking that he was going to run over her, brought her broom down like a sword onto Bumblebee's hood to stop him. She struck with such force that the broom actually bounced back into the air. A muffled squeak was emitted from the car. Meanwhile, Optimus had decided on his own to transform back into his humanoid form. Judy screamed again and even Ron yelled when parts of the truck popped out, twisted, and rearranged themselves. Optimus was halfway through his transformation when Bumblebee decided to get away from Judy. In his haste to put space between himself and the human he accidently backed into the Autobot leader. Optimus promptly fell over and landed with a ground shaking crash. Bumblebee let out a panicked squeak and quickly transformed back into his own humanoid shape and attempted to help Optimus. As he hurried forward one of his massive feet got caught on the ruined base of the fountain. He stumbled and nearly fell on top of Sam. Sam, sensing danger, dove out of the way just in time. Once again the ground shook.

Sam quickly got to his feet and turned to see if anyone was hurt. Both Bumblebee and Optimus were getting to their feet. His mom and dad were standing side by side with their mouths open, to shocked to say anything. Sam couldn't believe that it was happening like this. Once again he felt a strong desire to laugh. He had known that this was going to be insane. He never imagined that it would be this insane. A giggle nearly escaped his lips. He wondered briefly if he was going mad.

Sam decided to break the silence that had formed between the three humans and two robots. "Mom, dad, I would like to introduce you to Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots, and to Bumblebee, aka my car. We came here to explain things not to create mayhem." Both Autobots quickly nodded in agreement.