I had gotten my first car. A 2005 Toyota Corolla to be exact. It was used, of course but I didn't care. I loved it. It was silver-gray in color. I named it Gadget because it reminded me of the Gadgetmobile. I would talk to it and I know it sounds crazy, but I think it always listened. Anyways, there were times that the car was acting up. The radio turned on without me touching it. I dismissed it, thinking it was nothing. But, one day, I completely freaked. One Saturday morning, I was sleeping in when I heard a car pull into the lot of the apartments. I got up and froze.
My car had pulled in and stopped, sitting in my usual parking space.
My mind started going haywire. My car just drove itself, without me in it! It drove itself. What the hell?! I knew no one had took it for a joyride, otherwise it would be totaled. What do I do? Tell my mom? She would think I'm crazy. So, that would be a no to calling the police then. Ok, Dee. Don't panic. Think clearly about this. Alright. Aha!
Tonight, I was going to get to the bottom of this.
Nightime
Once my "car" left, I quietly snuck out and followed it. Keeping up with it was difficult. I had to keep hiding behind trees and bushes before continuing my pursuit. Finally, the car stopped in the middle of a field and transformed. I quickly hid behind a tree in fear and awe. The hood split apart and a head appeared, sporting a visor and face plate. The arms and the legs came out, making a small slamming sound in the earth.
Oh my God. What did I buy? Why is my car an transformer?
My mouth was open, dumb stricken to what I was seeing. I stepped back to start running away, only for my foot to be caught on a root and having me fall on my butt. The transformer whipped its head toward me and it looked surprised. It started walking toward me. I tried freeing my foot but to no avail. My breathing became hitched as it came closer and knelt down.
"St-stay away!" I said. My eyes widen at the sight of my once "normal car", which stares down at me. Seconds turn into minutes and suddenly the robot spoke.
"Are you alright?"
My mouth slackens. It just…what? Say something, Dee!
"Um m-my f-foot hurts." Was all I could manage. Its blue eyes looked down at my foot and then back at me. It reached its hand out to me. I flinched and backed away. The transformer stopped.
"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you, Dee." It said. It knew my name.
"How do you know my name?"
"Well, you brought me home when you bought me, remember?" Apparently, the robot has a sense of attitude.
"Who or what are you?" I asked.
"Come on, Dee. You should know. You're the one who named me, not me!" and there it is again.
"Gadget?" this robot alien was really my car? Gadget? My car is an alien robot from outer space. My car is a robot that transforms into a car!
"I bought a car that turned out to be a robot and had the brains to name him. I have serious mental issues..." I was seriously starting to doubt my sanity at the moment. Was this real? My thoughts seemed to be answered as I felt a large hand gently lift me up, freeing me from the branch I had tripped over. Gadget gently picked me up. Once he stood up, I was in awe of how tall he really was. His bright blue eyes seemed to stare into my soul with wonder. His head looked like a bike helmet but more detailed.
"Your body temperature seems to be rising. You need to relax. I am real and you are not crazy." Gadget stated. I opened my mouth to say something back but then closed it. Instead I fumbled for my phone and dialed Jazz. Did Jazz know about him? I heard the phone ring twice before a familiar voice spoke.
"Hey girly! Is everthin' ah'right? It's a bit late fo' you ta be callin'."
"Um Jazz, is there an Autobot here on Earth that you guys forgot to mention? Like my car?! My car is a frickin' Cybertronian, Jazz! Who I apparently bought, named and is now staring at me like I have 5 heads!" I practically cry out. I could literally hear Jazz laughing on the other end of the phone. Why in God's green earth was he laughing? How was this funny?
"Jazz, what's so funny that you're laughing when I'm freaking out?"
"Happy birthday, lil' lady!"
Was this some kind of joke to him? Wait. This was...my what? My car was my what?
"Um, care to run that by me again?"
"He's yo' birthday present!" He answered, as if it explained everything. My brain couldn't catch up to anything that was going on. I looked up to my now alive car and then turned back around to talk to Jazz.
"He's my birthday present? But, how…when…?" I am literally struggling to find my words at this point. My birthday was a few days after I got my license but I didn't get how the car that I bought just so happened to be an Autobot. Not only that, but how did Jazz know? Unless he…
Wait.
Are you serious? My mom told him. I was sure of it.
"My mom told you about what car I was going to buy, didn't she?" I "accused" him.
Silence and then
"Yeah." *sigh* "She did. We thought ya could use another friend and he needs someone to sho' him aroun'."
I mentally groaned. I really appreciated the thought of Jazz finding someone for me to show them around but it sounded like he thought I was depressed or something. We thought ya could another friend. I shook my head in wonder.
"So I'm going to show him Earth and stuff?" I asked Jazz. It sounded weird, the way I worded it.
"Yeah, just make sure he don' get inta any trouble wit' any 'Cons or Prowl. Listen girly, I gotta go. Ah gotta go on a scouting mission so Ah have ta hang up. Ah'll pick ya up after Ah'm done, ahlright?"
"OK. Be safe!"
"Will do, Dee." And with that he hung up and I put my phone away. I found Gadget staring at me with wonder as I quirked an eyebrow.
"So, I guess I'll show you around. We can drive through town for a bit if you want." I suggested. Gadget nodded in agreement and then transformed into his car form. I got in and we made our way into town.
