Okay, I'm honestly sorry for taking so long, but right now I'm stuck with all this junk at school and the typical laziness, so I can't help it. Not to mention Karahrr Chronicles is behind as well due to this, so eh. But hopefully since this is longer than the previous ones, you will forgive me for the moment. Yes, there are fancharacters here, and I hope you can understand the scenario with them/tolerate them. Many thanks on both counts.


Amusement wearing off, Subi turned her attention back to Karahrr, idea lighting up in her mind. "Care to give our borderline stalker a visit?" The feline instantaneously agreed.

"Of course!" At this exclamation, the Subi joyfully bounded down the library steps in her fox mode, hearing the following cat mutter a happy little chorus of "amusement" They sharply turn a corner towards a room, getting camera and ideas on the ready. With the speed they were going at, Subi nearly ran someone over again, this time in the walkway, them going the opposite direction. The two stopped in their tracks, knowing there would be some sort of possible conflict; Subi didn't have time for this.

"Sorry--" she cut herself off, seeing it was only Shiori. Her expression came back to its normal plotting look at this discovery. "Pardon us. Come if you'd like."

Shiori shrugged, saying, "It's okay. And sure, I'll come along." They all exchanged amused glances, then went into the room ahead of them.

"Ohhh Soundwave…" Subi called, grin plastered on her face, much like Karahrr in the presence of a ball. Recognizing the voice instantly, he turned.

"Slag, can't you leave me alone--" There was a slight pause. "What's this about a movie?"

"Whatever are you talking about?" Karahrr asked almost convincingly, giving a devious smile at the thought. Subi had other ways.

"Keep out of my head, radio. I run a theater, of course I think about movies!" there was a barely noticeable shift of eyes, but he didn't seem to catch it, because he just gave a blank stare. Karahrr went along with this, seeing as she realized her plan was practically shot down.

"Wow, he isn't very smart, is he?"

Subi smirked. "Indeed not."

The feline mech shrugged. "His problem; not mine."

Realizing that the femmebot was being awfully quiet, the fox asked gleefully, "Care to comment, Shiori?" Finally noticing her presence thanks to this, he gave a perturbed look.

"You've dragged Optimus' sister into this?" A glare of sorts settled on his features. "If he finds out, he'll tear you lot apart."

The three didn't seem to care at this, and Subi replied jovially, "No he won't. Not when he sees what we provide in return for it." Shiori chuckled lightly, and Karahrr nodded in confirmation.

"Indeed, Subi." Done saying her part, the cat turned her head curiously at Soundwave to see his reaction.

"Well keep me out of it--" Another pause from the mech, this time on the verge of anger. "What do you mean "program alteration"?"

"Exactly what it means." Subi chirped in answer to Soundwave, making sure to put some underlying promises of torture if any protest at the idea.

"Bothersome little thing, aren't you?" the feline taunted just after the other comment, suddenly feeling out of place, but not from the tall mech's glare.

"I am not little." Karahrr twitched in irritation.

"I don't care about minor details!" the cat demon snapped.

"Who cares?" Subi said hauntingly at the same time, then muttered, "We're going to get our amusement one way or another…" At this, and the fox's little bout of twitching, Soundwave bolted. Karahrr glared at where he just was a few moments ago.

"Figures."

"Good luck." Shiori muttered, watching an enraged Subitayo pursue him.

"Get back here for death you static-ridden cassette player!" said cassette player, either at this statement or sheer luck, tripped on a passing-by Autobot on the way out of the door. Subi took to this advantage, shifting her head to the conspirators and witnesses. "Have fun observing VP's internet problems; he's messing around in the Autobot Command center..."

"Ah, the internet deal." Shiori had to giggle at the prospect, unable to resist from doing so from all the torture that'd clearly been planned out by the other two femmes.

Soundwave finally unlodged himself and ran off once more. "Soundwave get your aft back here for an aft kicking!" Subi raged. Within moments, both were out of sight, and only Shiori and Karahrr were left -excluding an offline mech from the collision.

"Come on, Shiori, this shall be amusing." The words finally sinking in, they begin moving in the direction of the command center. When they arrived, the last thing they'd thought they'd see, was in front of them: he was having trouble typing in an internet address. Taken aback by this, Karahrr asked, "Hey tin can, need some help?" before smirking at his expression of self-pity and pain.

"Can you not leave an old mech such as me alone?" She pretended to think that over.

"Depends, but in your case…" she savored his outraged expression for a moment "Not my problem." Getting a box out of nowhere (or seemingly his subspace pocket), he tossed it at her, only to see her dodge and end up right by his side, much to his annoyance. It was even harder to figure out how to work the browser with someone looking nearby! Taking a step forward, Shiori joined in furthering his suffering.

"How's the internet 'figuring' going?" He twitched at the femmebot's question, shiftily glancing.

"Fine." Karahrr noticed his hesitation at answering.

"You know, I can easily show you how to do this…" He glared at the cat, hearing the teasing undertone.

"No thank you." About to snap back, he interrupts her. "I have had enough embarrassment from the likes of you previously to last a lifetime." The anguish was clear in his voice, which made Karahrr happier all the more.

"Why thank you." She said with a flourish. Shiori, still at the task at hand, tilted her optics towards the ceiling and shook her head slightly in a gesture equivalent to a human rolling their eyes.

"So how long has it taken you to figure this out again? I don't know...can we Karahrr?" Annoyed slightly at the old mech, Karahrr just gave a slight glare.

"Help the old rust resistant tin can?" In confirmation or agony, Vector Prime sighed and abruptly banged his head on the keyboard with a moan. To this, Shiori regarded him silently; Karahrr just kept looking at the screen right next to him, unnerving him all the more. Suddenly, a popup from a website, despite the lack of site at all, came up, giving an idea to the plotting cat demon. "Oh Vector Prime…"

Probably mad by now with her mere presence, he muttered, 'Primus, spare my poor, unsanctioned spark.', before turning and practically growling, "What?" She pointed to the intrusive vacation offering to Vegas window.

"You what that window that just popped up does?" he looked at it, utterly clueless.

"No…" She grinned sharply.

"Then why don't you find out?" Going closer to screen, he examined it for a moment.

"No, I do not want what it wants to give us." He replied, closing it and trying to make this 'google' function. She sighed, now acting the role of the typical worrier.

"Just as long as you don't give us anything like bugs in the system." The old mech gave her a confused look.

"'Bugs'? What is a 'bug'?" Karahrr's face faltered, giving a dull glare.

"You can find out for yourself later." But with this prospect, she was again sadistically bright. Vector Prime ignored the comment, finally figuring out how to search for something. Unbeknownst to them, a mentally cackling Subi sneaked in, unseen and hidden on the other side of the console. With a fanged grin, she messed around with a wired datapad and panel in front of her. A pause hanging in the air, he blinkingly looked at the blank error page.

"…nothing." Karahrr, with her curious nature, glanced at the screen.

"What were you looking for?" he went back, retyping and properly getting the page working.

"I'm looking for possible star system coordinates." She blinked, expecting something more interesting.

"Ah." The screen flickered, getting past the ancient can's attention, but not Karahrr. Subi smiled evilly from her position, watching them closely. "Erm, Vector Prime…" another confused glance was in her direction.

"Eh?" The fox quickly typed in something and then put it down near the edge of the console, exiting.

"Whatever may happen, I'm blaming you." She answered, looking at the screen apprehensively. He looks at her, even more confused than before.

"What on Earth are you talking about?" A light tune drifted through, eventually getting stronger, but at the moment still a whisper's volume.

"Down at an English fair,

one evening I was there;

when I heard a showman shouting, underneath the flair..."

He didn't seem to notice at all, and yet the tune was already enticing Karahrr to hit the mech for being so clueless, and to dance along to it. "You idiot! Are you deaf?" That same, aggravating confusion emanated towards her direction. Giving up on him, she half-shouted, "I love this one!", making him even more confused, which was near impossible at that point.

"Now what are you going on about?" he inquired, turning back to the screen in some semblance of normality. It took him some effort and attention span, but in the corner of it he saw a small, seemingly random-placed box that wasn't on the screen prior. "What in Primus' name is that?" A ticking noise emanating in around the same volume was the only warning. Then, whatever it was had hacked into the base's audio systems, and music was blaring through the city.

"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts,

there they are standing in a row,

big ones, small ones, some as big as your head,

give 'em a twist a flick of the wrist,

that's what the showman said..."

Vector Prime collapsed at the many decibels of song pounding at him, twitching. "Audio. Systems. Frying."

Karahrr just nodded along to it, then after a moment's realization, muttered, "Albeit a little addicting." His groaning got her back to what she was there for: taunting and amusement. "Whatever is the problem, Vector Prime?" Subi's cackling could be heard on the other side of the doorway.

"MUAHAHAHAHAH!" Not unlike his last experience with the two, he jumped to his feet in a flash of sanity, running out of the room to attempt to escape the circuit-frying song. When all was lacking of a certain pink mech, everyone's faces were all grins. "Now that was highly amusing in itself." She came back in from sitting at the wall, going and unplugging the datapad, stopping all music. The other presence on the floor dampened the victory for them, however. "I think Shiori's audios fried from the song too…" They both gave here a blank look.

"Well that's not a good thing." The fox just shrugged at Karahrr's response.

"It happens; not like we can do anything about it. She'll catch up sooner or later." Finding the scene very boring now that all the chaos was gone, she speedily made her way out of the room, the cat-mech not far behind, uttering a reassured, "indeed" at the fact. And down the street they went, scouting out possible extra victims for variety. But the main individuals wouldn't have to be looked far for…