Disclaimage- I still don't own it. Thank you and good night... Oh wait, the story. Can't forget that.


Junk- Sorry it took so long, I hope everyone didn't forget about me. Yaoi is harder to write than I thought. Those preteen fangirl-types always used to make it look so easy.

More Scourge in this chapter, no poetic justice, and no yaoi. And by adding "but maybe in the next chapter" I will elicit your curiosity and you keep you reading this story, for a long, long time. Oops, not supposed to reveal the evil plot.


Scourge walked around the large city, looking for something to do. Despite it being called a "concrete jungle" the bestial Transformer trapped in a human body could not find comfort here. They had loosened his reigns when they realized they'd have a hard time punishing Override for taking the car if they had no privileges to speak of. Even though, Lori told him he had been given a gift despite his less than agreeable attitude since he had arrived. He hated them all, even when he was not kept on a chain, he was trapped. Beyond every corner was a new cage waiting for him.

A young woman shouted, "Thief!" as a shady youth took off with her purse. Even Scourge could recognize the cliché and punched the young man in the stomach. The man panted as he fell to the ground.

"You are not a worthy opponent…" He told him as he brought the boy to his feet. The kid gave him a quizzical look, but recognized his chance and made a break for it. The woman caught up with him.

"What did you do? He still has my purse!" The woman said and pointed after the delinquent.

"He was not worthy of my time. Where I come from if you are not strong enough to protect your property, you deserve to have it stolen from you. His eagerness was but a stab at my authority…" The shaggy blonde stated solemnly as the woman gave him a crazy look. She was once again running after the man, hoping someone else had taken the initiative to do a good deed.

A crowd had gathered and they were all giving him questioning looks. He felt like an animal in a zoo, they wanted him to explain the behavior they could not understand. His anger overtook him and he stomped at the ground and shouted. He hoped it would at least have a similar effect to when he did it in his old body. The people left, recognizing him as a crazy person.

"Dude, you have issues." One of them said as the left him. He felt like shouting after the man some ridiculous comment, but the vengeful urge passed. Besides, he would have looked even crazier if he started yelling at people who had already left.

He heard a faint sound of animalistic understanding. He looked down to see a small dog barking at him, perhaps recognizing a kindred spirit.

Scott squatted and looked at the stray animal quizzically, "This creature… reminds me of Snarl."


"Get that dog out of the house, Scott!" Lori yelled at him.

"I do not understand, why is it you will allow those deceased creatures in that cold box of yours, but not this live one? It can be eaten just as well."

Lori groaned her disagreement with her faux older brother loudly, "And we definitely aren't eating it!"

"On my planet, that would be considered discrimination! Is it not the destiny of all organic creatures to be eaten by something larger?"

"No, no, no! There is no way, you are going to eat that dog, Scourge!"

"Who are you to command me? The only one with enough leadership to tell me what to do is the 'Wise one', Bud!"

"Fine go ask, Bud! He'll tell you the same thing!"


"Well…" Bud said as he scratched his chin thoughtfully, "I can't say I've ever eaten a dog… and I don't plan to."

"But why? Is it not your right as a larger creature to eat it?" Scott asked, as about the only person on Earth (or anyone in the universe for that matter) who valued the skullcap-headed youth's opinion.

"Well the dog never did anything to me."

"But neither has a cow or a chicken, but you eat those things, do you not?"

Bud nodded as if excepting the information and considering it carefully, "But those things taste good."

Scott stared at the boy in disbelief of what he heard. He fell to his knees and dug his hands into the carpet as if worshipping the young blonde, "Just as I thought… your logic is flawless."

The boy smiled and put his hands behind his head as if he'd known it all along. The praise had definitely gone to his head.

Scourge stood and motioned to where the minicon Reverb was playing with the puppy carefully, "But what of the animal? What should I do with it?"

Bud didn't have to think about this one, "Take care of it of course. Humans have a knack for giving homes to cute animals. Maybe doing something a normal human would do will help you feel more comfortable in your current state."

Scourge nodded as if it were the soundest advice he'd ever received, "I shall do it. Thank you again, teacher, your wisdom is always appreciated. But what will we do about the demon woman?"

"You mean Lori?" Bud asked and once he was given confirmation went back to his pondering, "Hmmm…"


Lori peered through the doorway to find two young men whom she recognized instantly with a dog between them. The dog was recently cleaned and had a boy atop its head which it worked furiously to remove. The boys made the best puppy-dog faces they could muster (Which, for Scourge atleast, was far from the "cute" look they were supposed to be going for) and recited their line, "Can we keep him, pleeeeeaaaaase?"

Lori gritted her teeth, but knew sooner or later she'd have to give in. She was regrettably, a sucker for blondes. "Fine," She sighed, "I guess I'm more of a dog-person that a cat-person anyway."

"A dog-person? Cat-person?" Scourge inquired loudly, "The thought of this intrigues me…"