It was now Wednesday. Exactly two days had passed since Sari's dad left, and they were now on the morning of the third day. And Sari knew that she would remain grounded until Saturday morning, because that's what Prowl had told her.
Meanwhile Prowl was grateful that, thus far, nothing too major had happened since the car incident. Oh Sari had pulled a few stunts, such as putting a dozen eggs into the microwave and turning it on, thus resulting in a messy explosion within the device, but Prowl was onto her game. He did not add any days to her grounding, he simply made her clean up any mess she made, which included cleaning the exploded eggs out of the microwave under his supervision. It was a process that she hated, especially since Prowl was good at just sitting there and watching.
It was even worse when he watched you with the Glare of Death.

Another time, Sari purposely left mud tracks all over the floor—though thankfully this time, she was the only one with mud on her, and it was only on her shoes. Prowl matter-of-factly supplied her with a bucket of soapy water and a mop, but she folded her arms and pouted, refusing to clean.

"It's bad enough that I'm grounded!" she snipped, scowling. "I shouldn't have to clean anything!"

"You made the mess, you can clean it up," Prowl stated firmly, shoving the mop handle toward her. In some ways he wondered if this was how Yoketron had felt, way back on that first day he'd entered the ninja master's dojo. Prowl had been pretty stubborn about cleaning up the mess in there… but not this stubborn.
"Sari, you can either clean this mess up with the mop, or if you keep being stubborn about it, I will make you clean up the mess with this." Out of nowhere, Prowl showed her a toothbrush in his servo.

"Oh that's just wrong."

Sari stalled, tried doing things wrong on purpose, even making the mess worse in some cases but Prowl didn't tell her to stop; he figured that's what she would want. It might have taken a few hours but she eventually finished.

It was a few hours later, it had been a pretty quiet day; all things considered. Of course it couldn't stay quiet.

"So, you think if I zapped with my stingers it it'll jolt it and it'll work?" Bumblebee was asking Sari in reference to the game system dying and her not having the key to fix it with.

She shrugged.

Naturally zapping it was not the answer. Unless the intention was to start a quick spreading electrical fire. Sari realized after pouring water on it that water only made the situation worse.

The two panicked until Sari finally realized something "Bumblebee! There's a fire truck here."

"There is? Already I thought you had to call."

"No, Optimus!"

Prowl had sensed something was wrong and he fully realized it when the two started screaming for Optimus and announcing there was a fire. When he saw what was going on he couldn't decide if it was more idiotic to try to shock the game system into working, or if it was more idiotic to also leave it plugged into the TV and power strip while doing something so idiotic.

It took only a few moments for Optimus to arrive, right along with Ratchet. The medical bot used his magnetic devices to pull the burning equipment away from the wall, and Optimus immediately began to spray foam onto the fire, effectively dousing it.

A few minutes later, the fire was completely out, and all that was left was the terrible stench of burnt equipment and the horrible sight of ruined circuitry and wires.

Once everyone was certain that it was all okay again, Prowl turned his full attention to Sari and placed his servos on his hips. "Sari, you were not supposed to play any games," he stated firmly, and she cringed because he was giving her the Glare of Death now. "Because you disobeyed me, you will be confined to your room until your father comes home."

"Ah, come on; Bumblebee just asked me if there was anyway of fixing it."

"Sari do you honestly think I came online yesterday?"

"No but I thought it was a really, really good excuse." Sari rolled her eyes "Man, why do you have to be so good at this?"

"It's because I'm a ninja."

Sari didn't seem to know how to respond to that. However, Prowl did not give her a chance to respond. He simply pointed toward her room. "Go," he told her sternly. "And you will not come out until it is time for lunch."

"What if I have to go to the bathroom?"

Prowl sighed. "You may only leave your room when you really do have to use the bathroom, Sari."

"Okay. I have to go to the bathroom now."

Prowl raised an optical ridge at her, shaking his head slightly. Somehow, he doubted that; she was probably just stalling for time. But once again, he couldn't tell her not to go to the bathroom. "Fine," he simply said. With that, she took off toward the bathroom.

Once she was in the bathroom, she stood up on top of the toilet and reached for the window, opening it. Then she very carefully climbed through it, and allowed herself to drop onto the ground just outside. It was kind of a rough landing, but she was okay.
"Prowl's just being unfair," she murmured to herself. "So I'll just go find somewhere else to stay until Dad gets back, then everything will be back to normal!" The only regret she had was that she didn't have her key with her. Prowl still had that, and she wasn't even sure where he'd hid it. But… oh well.

For a few minutes she had to think about how long of a walk it would be, but her last name was Sumdac, she could get whatever she wanted with her last name she didn't have to have money or anything on her person. It was just a matter of finding a taxi, after all no driver would turn her down, she was an adorable eight year old, and once again, she was Sari Sumdac.

She was right of course, and anything provided by robots would be free, seeing as her father created the robots; they couldn't really turn down their creator's daughter.

It only took about ten minutes for her to get some distance form the base, and it only took that same amount of time for Prowl to know something was up.

When Sari got into town she was let out near the Sumdac tower, but going home would be predictable and far too boring. Besides, there were plenty of places her father would never let her go to in a million years; and now they were free game.

What she did not notice, however, was the figure following her at a discreet distance. She did not know that someone had caught wind of the fact that her Dad was out of town, and had been waiting for just the right chance to try and kidnap her for ransom. Her dad was, after all, quite wealthy. This dude had been counting on the fact that she would just get left with some babysitter, but instead she had apparently gone with her robot friends.

However, now that she was out and about, and completely alone… now would be the prime opportunity to sneak up and nab her.

And he did so. He waited until he was certain that no one was looking, then he rushed up behind her and picked her up, placing a firm hand over her mouth and carrying her toward his car.

"You're coming with me, little missy," he cackled.


Seriously; why does nothing ever happen to her because her dad is rich? o_O It's always revenge or robot-related, you'd think just once someone would want money.