Character: Ai Kuruma
Who is she?: Ai Kuruma has aspirations of being a highly decorated policewoman. She's fairly sharp, knows her laws, and is a very good driver (if a little wild), able to keep pursuit of getaway cars even in a normal police cruiser. However, her natural over-eager nature seems to get in the way of her duties from time to time. She is partnered with Red Alert. Red's by-the-books nature grates against Ai's ambition, but despite all this, the two work together surprisingly well.
Fact: Ai keeps her lunchbox hidden in a teddy bear. Really.
'Verse: Robots in Disguise
Sub-Character(s): Red Alert, Other-Autobots-Mentioned-But-Not-"Included"
Rating: K
Posted: March 15, 2013 [Friday] -Missed yesterday by 4minutes.-

The first time she found Red Alert, she thought he was malfunctioning.

No wonder he's all by himself. He's probably in solitary confinement or something.

The second time was different- well, no, not really. She still thought he was pretty messed up- weird.

Honestly, aren't these "Autobots" supposed to be high-tech? Can't they fix him or something?

Then there was that time when she learned it was just his personality mixed with, well, Giant Evil Robots trying to kill all of his friends.

Eventually the two of them became budd- no, more like The Bestest of Human-Robot Friends EVER. Sort of. He only spazzed on her occasionally now, and she learned about how he had a family. The best part... he totally freaked on her for implying that he wrapped them all up in bubble-wrap before allowing them to leeav the "house"- or whatever giant, alien robots lived in- in order to keep them safe.

Honestly though, their relationship brought back the "old her". She had almost fallen into the pit of "Over-Achieving Officers"- so said Jazz- and lost her identity; too focused on becoming "decorated" to realize she could have fun. And evidently... she saved Red Alert, for that is exactly what he had become- also noted by Jazz.

"Get him! Get him! Get him! Faster, faster, FASTER!" A woman shrieked, slamming her foot on the pedal even more. "He's in a fragging race car! Can't you go any faster?"

"There are so many laws we're breaking right now..." A rumble echoed throughout the car.

"I don't fragging care! I'm in a car-chase! There's no such things as rules in a car-chase!" Again a grumble, this time inaudible. "Red!"

"Fine! Fine." The red and white vehicle seemed to gain a random bout of speed, causing it to pull along side the other. "Just don't get us killed..."

"Gotcha." The woman flashed a grin at the dashboard before grabbing a hand-held radio and talking into it. "Pull over immeadiately. You have one more chance left and maybe you won't go to jail... as soon as you exit the vehicle."

"I'm sure that added part helped." The van remarked sarcastically.

The other driver once again ignored the woman and-instead- slammed their car into Red.` "Oh, that son of a-"

"AI!"

"Sorry..." Grabbing the wheel, the woman took control and swerved to the right, only to be met with... "Slag."

"I am never letting you drive again."

"Oh come on Red, it was an accident."

"I know. They call crashes accidents all the time, and I'm sure when they happen, they make sure whatever the cause for it, isn't the cause for it again. Meaning, you."

"But at least we caught the guy!"

"..." The heap of metal on the operation table seemed to sigh. "Bumblebee caught him. You drove me through a guardrail, and then, off of a cliff. There's a difference."

Ai Ku-ruma! Wow... I just thought of this... doesn't that sound like words in a song? Blah-dee-blah-dee-dah... AI KURUMA!

I have no life.