Swimsuits are found, thank God...now we have a little dilemma with the 'Bots adjusting to being temporary humans.
It starts with Jack's POV
This girl doesn't own Transformers Prime (Although I wish I did...) All I own are my OCs.
Chapter 4
Being Human…and Other Messes
Jack POV
You know, I actually think the 'Bots are adjusting to human life quicker than I originally thought.
They got the whole concept down pat in only a few hours…
But there were a few problems…
Like how it was kinda Fowler's fault that they got hooked onto the TV.
More specifically…
"OH COME ON!" Wheeljack groaned, "That was a hold!"
"That was just good offense!" Smokescreen countered.
"And you'd know this how, rookie?" the Wrecker snapped, glaring at the rookie.
Football.
"This ought to be good," Dusk grinned, leaning against the rail.
"Don't they know that it's just a tape…and that the players can't hear them?" Raf asked.
"Shhh," Dusk hissed, "Don't let them know that! It takes all the fun out of it!"
"You did not just call me that…" Smokescreen growled, "It's on Jackie!"
"Only my Wreaking crew gets to call me that noob!"
Dusk pulled out her iPod and hit record.
"Seriously?" I asked her as Smokescreen looked ready to kill.
She shrugged, "Miko has her pictures…I have my video..."
I shook my head as she gave an evil smirk.
"I have a ton of blackmail on here…for example…truth or dare: Wheeljack feels pretty," she grinned, chuckling, "Now that was funny…I think it was Arcee who forced him to sing the song, he picked on her pride a little bit…silly Wrecker, you never mess with femmes, we don't get mad…we get even."
"Don't I know it," I muttered as I rubbed the back of my head.
Smokescreen tensed as he slightly crouched down, getting ready to spring. Wheeljack's cocky smile egged him on.
The Wrecker braced himself and I immediately saw what would possibly happen.
As soon as Smokescreen charged, Wheeljack would flip him over his shoulder and carry on. Smokescreen would do one of two things…just lay there (unlikely) or sweep the Wrecker's feet out from under him (much more likely).
Smokescreen had taken a single step when…
"GUYS!" Miko yelled, running into the main room and cutting off the fight, "I need help carrying this stuff in!"
She gestured to Doctor William's car, where Mom and Doctor Williams were unloading plastic sacks brimming with items.
We didn't move.
Mom stopped, turned towards us, hands on hips, and glared.
"Mechs! Get over here now!" she ordered.
She wasn't Dad…
But she still had that authorative voice that just screamed leader.
"Yes Elita," Wheeljack and Smokescreen muttered as they went down the stairs…
But not before shoving each other.
"Jack?" Mom asked.
"Coming!" I answered.
Mom looked at the others.
"Don't think you guys are getting out of this," she growled, "We need all the help we can get!"
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Ben POV
It took us about a half an hour to get everything put away. We actually could have gone back to whatever we were doing before the slave labor but no! Magnus just has to pick up the ice cream!
"What is ice cream?" the commander asked, cocking his head slightly, "I thought that when ice was liquefied it turned into water?"
"It's frozen cream," Amber explained, taking the bucket away, "Maybe we ought to make you try some…maybe it'd sweeten your personality,"
"Enough with the puns!" Jack groaned.
"Maybe this will be good for them," Dusk reasoned, "They've never had human food before…"
"Why do you think we got extra?" June asked, "Miko? Would you go to the kitchen and put this in the microwave for about thirty seconds?"
"Sure thing!" Miko grinned, grabbing the bucket and heading towards the Base kitchen.
"Seconds! Not minutes!" Sean teased.
She had already blown up one microwave with that mistake…I think she was trying to help with the baked potatoes…put them in for 23 minutes instead of about three…
That made a nice big boom.
Good thing the microwave was on its last legs anyway.
Miko stuck her tongue out at her fellow Wrecker and continued into the kitchen.
"While we're waiting…" Dusk started, "How 'bout some pop?"
She tossed me a can, then Amber, Jack, and then pulling out two others. One for herself…
But who was the other…?
She tossed it to Magnus, who stared at it critically.
"And what am I supposed to do with this?" he demanded.
"Drink it," Dusk replied nonchalantly.
He raised a silver eyebrow at her.
Dusk sighed.
"You shake the can as hard as you can, then you lift that little tab there, and then drink from the opening," she explained.
Wait…did she say shake the can?
"Sir…" I started, but I stopped as Dusk shot me a venomous look.
Ultra Magnus shook the can hard…right as Miko came in with the ice cream.
She, Amber and Sean were biting their lips to keep from laughing. Jack shook his head and Dusk grinned evilly.
Magnus hooked his thumb under the tab and yanked it as hard as he could…
And was sprayed in the face with the sticky, sweet, red liquid.
Once the spray stopped, the commander wiped his face slowly, flinging the excess liquid off of his hand, his jaw set in a hard line as everyone, even Optimus and Ratchet, laughed.
Hard.
It was everywhere! His face, his silver-white hair, his clothes (good thing his t-shirt was red and that his jacket was blue...made the mess a little less noticable)...
"Who wants ice c-cream?" June stammered, her bright blue eyes glinting with mirth as she held up the scoop.
"I think I will stay out of this one," Ultra Magnus growled darkly as he glared at Dusk.
"Your loss!" Miko shrugged as she handed a bowl to Smokescreen.
"Wait!" Amber shouted, "Smokey, it's no good without whipped cream!"
"Huh?" the red head asked, looking at the canister that Amber held, "You human not only freeze cream but you beat the scrap out of it?"
"Eh, sorta," Amber shrugged, taking the cap off and handing the rookie the can, "Now shake it,"
"Oh no!" Smokescreen protested, "I'm not going to make an idiot of myself!"
"But, Smokey…"
"No buts!" he cut her off.
He aimed the can down at the ice cream and pressed down on the lever…
Nothing.
"Seriously?" he growled looking down the tube as he pushed on it.
"Smokey…I wouldn't…" Amber warned, but once again he cut her off.
Suddenly, the rookie's face was covered in fluffy, white whipped cream.
"WHAT IS IT WITH YOU HUMANS AND SPRAYING STUFF ON A POOR 'BOT'S FACEPLATES!?" he screeched, desperately wiping off the sticky mess.
"It's your own fault you didn't listen!" Amber retorted, grabbing the napkins and cleaning him off.
"But…" he licked his lips, "Hey…this stuff's…pretty good…"
"Never underestimate the power of whipped cream!" Amber chuckled, as Smokescreen started licking his fingers, "No one can resist it!"
"Yuck," Dusk muttered, sticking out her tongue, "Nasty stuff,"
"Well, except for Dusk," Amber shrugged.
"So…who's next for food?" Mom smiled as every 'Bot's head snapped up.
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Jack POV
I heard someone's footsteps behind me and I turned around.
Ultra Magnus, Bulkhead and Wheeljack stood behind me.
"You're pulling a prank on the Prankster Queen?" Bulkhead asked.
"Maaaybe…" I replied, warily, "Why?"
"We want in," Wheeljack shrugged, "That simple,"
"Wait, ok you two I understand," I said, looking at the two Wreckers before turning to Ultra Magnus, "But why you?"
"She locked me in a room with Miko, Sean and Amber," the commander growled, "And humiliated me today with the liquid…I only want to pay her back what she deserves,"
This was new.
I think Dusk finally managed to tick him off.
"Alright," I nodded, "Welcome aboard."
So, the game Jackie and Smokey are watching was already taped, I know it's not football season, but Fowler wanted to live that game over again or whatever you want it to be...Magnus did get locked in a room with the three human Wreckers (I am working on that story), and Smokey now has a liking for whipped cream...
Now we have three more mechs in on the prank, any ideas for the next chappie?
Looking ahead for future Prime episodes...I think Son of the Stars will be on hold for a bit, so until a new episode comes on for TF Prime...an update on that story is kinda unlikely :( Sorry.
Credit again goes to Air-jack Prime, my little sister (for the mess with Smokey).
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please R&R! :)
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
