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Chapter 4! I am on a ROLL! Probably because I have so much time since it's break. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Transformers. So please don't sue.

Optimus sighed heavily.

"Okay Wheeljack," said Optimus. "What is the new invention?"

"Well," began Wheeljack. "Before I landed on Earth, I had a chance to study the human species. Then a brilliant idea came to mind!"

"Oh dear Primus…" muttered Ratchet.

"I thought, well, since Autobots are so much larger in size than humans, it's sometimes to interact and communicate, am I correct?" asked Wheeljack. All of the Autobots nodded, grunted, or murmured a "yes".

"I remembered this technology we had back on Cybertron, and I created a holoform."

"Holoform?" questioned Optimus.

"Yep," replied Wheeljack. "It's a program that can be downloaded, and it produces a sort of solid hologram."

"And, this would help us how?" asked Ironhide.

"The hologram projection, well… would be a human perception of yourself," answered Wheeljack.

"What?! You can do that?!" exclaimed Will.

"Apparently so…" said Optimus.

"So, what do you think?" asked Wheeljack eagerly. "May the program be installed on everyone?"

"Might as well install a virus on me!" yelled Ironhide.

"What?" I asked, completely confused. It sounded like a good idea to me.

"Well, Wheeljack's inventions have a tendency to…explode," explained Prowl.

"Oh…"

"Well, would you download it if Ratchet approved?" asked Wheeljack. The silence that followed was an obvious yes.

"I guess I could look at it," sighed Ratchet. "It might take a while though…"

Three hours later…

Ironhide was sitting on the ground with his back propped against the wall (I'm pretty sure he was getting a light recharge), and I was sitting on his shoulder, trying in vain to keep my eyes open. Bumblebee had Mikaela and Sam in his hands, and they were both sound asleep. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were surfing the web, probably looking at stuff they shouldn't be looking at. Optimus was pacing in front of the door to the Med Bay, where Wheeljack and Ratchet were, and Prowl was reading some random data pad he had found. Will was staring blankly at the Med Bay door, waiting for it to open. I think he might have actually been sleeping with his eyes open, if that was even possible. Epps was standing next to Will, fiddling with his cellphone. Everyone immediately perked up when the door opened.

"We're done," announced Wheeljack. Will and Epps harrahed, and I nearly felt like setting off fireworks for the occasion.

"Hallelujah, hallelujah!" women sang out of 'Bee's radio.

"Ha ha, very funny," said Wheeljack. Ratchet poked his head out of the door.

"Okay, all done. All Autobots inside, now!" barked Ratchet. Everyone hustled in, leaving Sam, Mikaela, Will, Epps, and I alone waiting anxiously outside the Med Bay doors.

One hour later...

I was leaning against Mikaela, who was leaning against Sam, who was leaning against Will, who was leaning against Epps. The Med Bay doors FINALLY opened, and oddly, the Autobots drove out, all in vehicle mode. They formed a row in front of us, and nothing happened for a moment. Suddenly a person appeared in front of each vehicle, earning a gasp from us humans. I carefully looked at each holoform, beginning with Optimus. He was tall, probably over six feet, and he was lean and muscular. He looked around, maybe 38 or 39 years old. He had like really, really, really dark blue, shaggy hair that was almost black. He had royal blue eyes and a small, shaggy beard. Optimus was wearing dark blue jeans, black boots, and a black form-fitting t-shirt under a red, blue, and white military jacket that sort of matched the paint job on his vehicle form. Ironhide was also tall and lean, but even more muscular than Optimus. He looked somewhere in his mid forties and had jet-black, spiky hair that was graying a bit at the tips and bright, icy blue eyes. He was wearing dark blue jeans, black and silver cowboy boots, and a black military jacket. Ironhide also had a goatee and a stubbly beard and a distinguished scar across his right eye. Ratchet was also lean and tall, and about as muscular as Optimus. Ratchet also looked about 38 or 39 years old. He had chocolate brown hair with natural highlights of different browns and teal colored eyes. He also had a small goatee thin framed, rectangular glasses. He was wearing khaki colored slacks, a pale yellow button-up shirt, and a white lab coat. Prowl looked similar to Ratchet. He also had brown hair and rectangular glasses. He also looked around the same age, but his eyes were a gray color. He was wearing a plain white polo shirt and khaki colored slacks. He also had a navy blue police officer jacket on. Wheeljack was a little shorter than the others, and less muscular. He had dark brown shaggy hair that went down to his neck. He had brilliant green eyes, a headset on his head, and a red handkerchief tied around his neck. He was wearing a white jumpsuit with some red and green on it. I thought it looked like a race car driver's suit. Bumblebee was the shortest of them all, but he did look only twenty years old. He was also lean and muscular, at least for a twenty-year-old. He had shaggy, messy, blond hair and very pale blue eyes. He was wearing a yellow and black sleeveless shirt that also looked like a vest. He was also wearing knee-length shorts and black and yellow running shoes. Last but not least, there were the twins. Both were tall, lean, and muscular, and they looked around twenty-five years old. They both had maple brown hair, and Sunstreaker had a streak of yellow in his hair and Sideswipe had a streak of red in his hair. They were both wearing racing suits as well, with Sunstreaker's being yellow and Sideswipe's being red.

"W-wow..." I stuttered.

"Whoa..." murmured Sam.

"Holy..." said Will.

"Crap..." muttered Epps.

"Oh my god..." whispered Mikaela.

"So, what do you think?" asked Wheeljack eagerly. "Aren't they extraordinary?"

"How do you even make a solid hologram?" I asked.

"Well," began Wheeljack. "You simply bend the human law of physics a bit by..." I quickly zoned out Wheeljack's incomprehensible chatter. I patiently waited for him to finish.

"And therefore, that is why it is possible," finished Wheeljack.

"Hm, interesting," I replied. Mental note to self. Never ask Wheeljack to explain something to you.

"Am I hot or what?" said Sunny, looking himself over. "But I still say my mech form looks better."

"I say they're both ugly," replied Sides. Sunny growled at him and continued to look himself over.

"I feel so... small," grumbled Ironhide. "Too small."

"Get used to it," said Mikaela. "And you're already tall for a human." A brief look of despair flashed across Ironhide's face, but was quickly replaced by a firm scowl.

"This is an interesting experience," noted Optimus. "Everything looks different from this point of view."

"Hm, I agree," said Prowl.

"Well, there's being human for ya," said Will. "We're small and tiny."

"Hmph. I'd say more like microscopic," grunted Ironhide.

"What should we do now?" I asked. "Maybe, go outside and rest for a bit? The weather's nice and no Decepticons are around."

"Hm... sounds like a plan," replied Optimus.

BOOM BADA BANG!
There you go, chapter 4. I've always been interested with the holoform idea, so I decided to write about it. The links to pictures of the holoforms are on my profile.

~Sierra