That night, Susan woke up in a cold sweat. She had had a nightmare about her parents' deaths. Again. She sighed, grabbed her phone, and went down in the garage, opening Bumblebee's door.
"Bee, can I sit with you, for a while?"
"Sure thing, Darling." The response was from an old cowboy show she'd seen on TV a few times. There was a flash inside the car, and Susan jumped as the engine started of it's own accord.
"What?"
"ET phone home," Came the soft reply.
"You-What?"
"In due time, My dear. In due time." After that, a quack came from the radio. Susan took that as 'Duck.' and she did just that.
Behind her, she could hear Sam shouting about how his father was the head of the neighborhood watch.
Bumblebee drove into an old shipping yard, and across the train tracks that ran through it. Then drove into a secluded place with a lot of cover. He let Susan out, and once she had backed away a little bit, everything about the old Camaro began to change.
In an almost elegant way, it shifted from four wheels to standing on two robotic feet. It stayed crouched down, watching Susan's reaction through clear blue optics.
"W-what's your name? I assume you have a real one." She kept her voice low.
Flight of the Bees flew through the speakers, hidden somewhere in the robot's body.
"So it is Bumblebee, then?"
Bumblebee nodded. Then he stood, shining a light into the sky. The symbol was the same as the one on Bumblebee's steering wheel. After a few seconds, he shifted baack into the Camaro, and it's door swung open. Susan got in right away, and the belt closed on her tightly, keeping her safe as he sped away.
In second's, Susan saw why Bumblebee was so urgent. Sam was standing on a barrel trying not to get attacked by dogs.
"Oh, hell, Bee!" Susan ducked as Sam tossed the keys into the window, shouting at Bumblebee not to kill him, that he didn't want the car anymore. He ran out of the warehouse, and 'Bee drove off the other way.
Susan could see through the rear view mirror that Sam was in the middle of getting arrested. She didn't worry about it, though. She called Ron and told him she was spending the rest of the night at a friends house so they wouldn't think she was...kidnapped by a transforming car robot...or something. After that, she fell asleep in the back seat, as Bumblebee drove quietly through the city.
She woke up again to the revving of Bumblebee's engine, and laughed as she saw they were chasing Sam through Tranquility. And Sam was riding Aunt Judy's bike. He'd left his when the cops got him last night.
"Bumblebee are you crazy?" Susan giggled, diging her fingers into the smooth leather. She continued laughing the whole ride until Sam flipped the bike on accident. Susan gasped and covered her mouth. "Oh my God!"
Sam had a short conversation with Mikaela, who was sitting with her friends when Sam fell, before getting back on Aunt Judy's bike. This began 'Bee's chase again.
They chased Sam into a warehouse, but Sam swerved out of the way. Susan knew Bumblebee could still see him, because she could too. But 'Bee kept driving, and after a few seconds, Susan saw why.
A cop car came into the warehouse, whirring it's lights at Sam. Bumblebee stopped in a place where they could see what was happening, but couldn't bee seen themselves.
Sam rode the bike foreward, only to get slammed by the drivers side door of the cop car.
"Oh, My-" Susan made to get out, but 'Bee locked the doors, forcing her to stay and watch. She watched Sam argue with the cop car for a few seconds, when the car started continuously moving forward, Sam narrowly missing getting run ove each time.
Then the headlight popped out and pointed long, needle like picers towaards his eye.
"SAM!" Susan shouted. Bumblebee's radio gave several soothing noises, but Susan was too busy panicking to really pay attention. She could hear Sam screaming at the car, and as soon as he asked what it wanted, it started to change. It was Just like when Bumblebee changed, except it was less elegant. More brute force.
The Transformer in front of Sam glared at him with red eyes.
Sam turned and started running, and it chased. Five of his steps equaled for one of the robot's steps. It swiped at him, landing him on an old cab.
"Are you User Name Ladiesman217?" It shouted, traping him between itself and the cab.
"Huh?"
"ARE YOU USER NAME LADIESMAN217?"
"Yeah?"
"Where is eBay item 21153?" It growled. Sam sputtered. "WHERE ARE THE GLASSES?" It slammed on the car, narly crushing Sam, but he got up and started running again. The Transformer knocked the car out of the way and began it's pursuit.
Hearing another engine just behind them, Susan turned and saw Mikaela riding her scotter towards Sam. Sam knocked her right off the scooter, barely getting her up in time to avoid the Cop-Car-turned-Killer-Robot-From-Space.
It was at this time that Bumblebee skidded forwards, tightening the seatbelt around Susan and knocking the transformers feet out from under it. He then turned and opened the passenger door.
"Get in!" Susan ordered from the front seat.
"Sam what is that thing?"
"You have to get in the car."
"Sam-"
"No, really, you have to get in, now. Come on," Sam dove in the back, and as soon as the door closed behind Mikaela, Bumblebee took off, the other robot, now a car again, took off after them.
"Oh, my God. We're gonna die, we're gonna die. WE'RE GONNA DIE!"
"No, we aren't TRUST me, 'Kayla. He's a kick ass driver," Susan told her friend, who looked at her strangely. Susan was holding onto the wheel and it looked like she was the one driving.
"YOU AREN'T DRIVING?"
"NOPE!"
"WE'RE GONNA DIE," Sam interupted, as they crashed through a window of colored glass, showering Bumblebee in rainbow colored shards.
The chase continued past sunset, and 'Bee had them hidden in a shipping yard. He locked his doors and stalled his engine.
"We're locked in." Sam stated. He turned the ignition. "Car won't start. At least we ditched the monster, right."
"Shhh," Susan was staring intently out the window. The police car was paused right at their spot, looking for them. 'Bee turned his key in the ignition, stalling the first time, and roaring the second. It alerted the cop car, and it backed up, missing a collision with 'Bee by mere centimeters.
Bumblebee swerved and all three of them fell out of the car when his doors opened. Susan landed on her feet, almost triping over Sam. Bumblebee transformed and stood protectively over the three of them. The police car sped over and transformed mid-air, crashing into Bumblebee and taking him over the human's heads. Susan gave a small shreik as a little robot with spider like characteristics popped out of the bad robot's chest plates.
"Ewwww!"
It had Sam by the legs as they all tried to run, yanking his pants down.
"He's gonna kill me!" Sam screamed. Susan wrapped her hands around the little bot and pulled. It flew off of Sam and attached itself to her waist, scratching up her arms and sides. She screamed again and threw it off her. Sam grabbed her arm and they took off running.
It trapped them against a fence, and and almost succeeded in tearing their faces off, had Mikaela not chopped it's head off with a saw.
Susan relaxed instantly while staring at her friend, hearing her cousin punt the little thing away.
"Where did you get that?"
"Shed," Mikaela gestured to the small garage like shack behind her.
"Ah." Susan nodded. Bumblebee stepped up, then, drawing all attention to himself. Susan ran up to him, and Bumblebee placed her on his shoulder carefully.
"Sue! What are you doing?" Mikaela stage whispered.
"He won't hurt us."
"Really? Well do you speak robot, because they just had like a giant droid death match!"
"Mikaela, He stopped the bad robot from getting us. Why would another bad robot do that?" Susan asked, crossing her still pyjama clothed legs.
"I think it wants something from us." Sam told the two girls. Bumblebee made a whirring sound, agreeing.
"What?" Mikaela was having a hard time believing all of this.
"Well, cause the other one was talking about my eBay page."
"Of course he was." Susan rolled her eyes.
"You two are the weirdest people I've ever met." Mikaela shook her head.
"You already knew that," Susan shrugged.
"Can you talk?" Sam shouted up at Bumblebee.
"XM Sattelite Radio...Digital cable bings you...Columbia Broadcasting System..." 'Bee replied. Sam didn't look like he understood. The yellow bot looked at Susan for help. She'd had to have figured it out by now.
"He talks through the radio, Sam. I figure he must have been hurt in a fight with one of them," She gestured behind her at the robot in cables. "And he probably couldn't talk after."
"Thank you," Bumblebee clapped. "You're beautiful, you're wonderful, your wonderful!"
"Don't I know it." Susan grinned at her new friend.
"So what was that last night?" Sam asked the robot. Susan had forgotten he'd seen that.
"Message from Starfleet, Captain...throughout the inanimate vastness of space...Angles will rain down like visiters from heaven, Hallelujah!"
"Visiters from heaven? So, what are you like an alien or something?"
Bumblebee pointed to Mikaela in response, before placinng Susann carefully on the ground and transforming into the Camaro, opening both doors. Susan got in at once, looking at her cousin and friend expectantly.
"Got any more questions you wanna ask?" 'Bee asked.
"He wants us to get in the car." Sam turned to look at Mikaela.
"And go where?" She scoffed.
"Fifty years from now when you're looking back at your life-"
"Don't you wanna say you had the guts to get in the car?" Susan finished her cousins thought.
Mikaela took a deep breath, and climbed into the car, followed by Sam. Susan smiled softly at them, as Bumblebee shut the door behind them, driving off.