"Hello? Captain Fanzone, I'd like to report a Decepticon sighting. Yes, it's down in Old Detroit. Yeah, I was so scared! Please do something please!" Masterson pleaded innocently.
"Don't worry ma'am. We're on it," Fanzone replied then hung up.
"Ma'am? Oh, I am so not a ma'am," Masterson frowned.
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"Attention all units, we have a Decepticon sighting in Old Detroit," Fanzone alerted.
"A Decepticon? Pfft," Sentinel laughed, "These earthlings wouldn't know a Decepticon from a janitor! Gheheha." He nudged Optimus, who didn't seem the least bit amused, with his elbow then turned to a man. "Tell your Captain that we're going to investigate."
"Um, Sentinel? That's a janitor," Optimus said blankly.
"Well of course it's a janitor! I didn't just arrive on this planet yesterday ya know."
"Actually…"
"Never mind. Let's just go."
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The blue and white Auto-Rover tore through town, street signs, and cars while Optimus barely clung to his seat if not for the seatbelts.
"Sentinel! Red means stop!" Optimus shouted as Sentinel drove through three different red lights and causing two different pileups.
"Ask me later when I care! I'm in a hurry!" Sentinel responded. After ten minutes of demolition derby, they finally arrived in Old Detroit. The two exited the vehicle. "We'll have to continue on foot. Too much rubble ahead."
"As if that would be a problem for a guy like you?" Sentinel ignored Optimus and pulled out a stop sign that was jammed inside the rover's front bumper.
"They really gotta stop putting these things on every corner," Sentinel sighed then tossed away the sign. Just then Fanzone and his men arrived. Sentinel knocked on Fanzone's car door. "Uh, you earthlings would probably just get in the way. Best to just hang back and leave it to us Autobots." Fanzone's face twitched to a frown. "And don't worry Fanzone, I've got a repairman along to clean up anything that might get messy. Mhmhmhm." Sentinel chuckled to himself as he and Optimus left to explore the remains of Old Detroit.
"This is why I hate aliens," Fanzone growled. "Especially arrogant, full-of-themselves aliens!"
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"Let's split up and get this over with as soon as possible," Sentinel suggested.
"We should scramble our comlinks in case the Decepticons are listening in," Optimus said.
"What you should do is do what AllSpark knows you were born to do. If I need a trashcan emptied or a floor mopped, I'll just call my buddy Optimus Prime. Or should I say Maintenance Prime? Mehuhuhuhuhu." Sentinel then walked away giddily. Optimus walked in the opposite direction.
"'Maintenance Prime'…then I'll just call you 'Pompous Jerk-Face Prime'. Yeah…that's what I shoulda said," Optimus mumbled.
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"'Maintenance Prime.' Gehuhu," Sentinel chuckled, "Oh, I gotta remember that one." Then he heard a sound. He quickly drew his energy lance and shield. Then he heard a hiss and a screech. "Gah! Ahaa!" he screamed and slashed wildly at the surrounding area. A small cat jumped out from the rubble and ran away. "Stupid earth creature!" Sentinel spat. He felt a sharp pain in his back which turned to an excruciating shock. Then all turned black.
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"Uh, Optimus, tell the earthling Fanzone that he can send his forces home," Sentinel told Optimus, "It's a false alarm."
"How do you know?" Optimus asked.
"I just know okay?! Now, I need you to come to my position. Alone. And promise me one more thing."
"What?"
"That you won't laugh." Optimus shrugged and followed Sentinel's signal to the source. He looked for Sentinel, but found no one.
"Sentinel?" he called, "Where are you?"
"Look down…" Sentinel's voice whispered. Optimus looked down to see the disembodied head of none other than Sentinel Prime.
"Bahahahaa!"
"You promised you wouldn't laugh!"
"Aha. Sorry."
"I can't let anyone see me like this! Especially Ultra Magnus!"
"Oh, but it doesn't matter if I see you because I matter so little?"
"That's not how I would put it. I just need you to cover for me."
"Like how you covered for me all those years ago?"
"Let's not drag the past into this. I know some lesser men might take advantage of a situation like this, but you—Optimus. You're a—"
"I believe the phrase you're looking for is," Optimus picked up Sentinel, "'sucker'."
"Yo bossman. Got a heads up for ya," Bumblebee called on the comlink, "Powell just rehired that whackjob Headmaster."
"I had a feeling he was back in action."
"Really? How?"
"Ahem! Mhm hm mm hm hm mm!" Sentinel panicked.
"Call it a hunch," Optimus smiled.
