Series: 31 Nights of Frights, Part Deux
Title: Joyriding in Satans Camaro
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer: Joss owns Connor, Hasbro owns Bumblebee.
FfA Pairing: Connor/Bumblebee (Transformers 2007)
Summary: 31 encounters of the creepy and not so creepy kind. FfA pairings.
Part Summary: Car meets different Boy for the hookup with the Key
A/N: Connor post season 5 of Angel. I think Connor's reaction to Dawn is once again inspired by me reading one too many Julia Quinn novels.
31 Nights of Frights, Part Deux
Joyriding in Satan's Camaro
Connor had sensed something off about the hot looking Camaro long before the girl had stumbled into him in her hasty escape from the car. Oddly enough, the same could be said of the girl seated next to him in the backseat. She slammed into him as the car rounded the nearest corner with alarming speed. She shoved her hair roughly out of her face as she glared up at him.
"Sam, why the hell is Satan's Camaro trying to kill us?"
"Bumblebee isn't trying to kill us, Dawn," her cousin answered. Connor peered over the drivers seat, not really shocked that the wheel was moving on its own.
"She wasn't right about the possessed car, was she?"
"Bumblebee isn't possessed. And he's not trying to kill us. You should've seen the psycho cop car."
"Or Megatron," Mikaela muttered.
"Do you get the feeling they're talking in their own, crazy little language?" Dawn shrieked again as Bumblebee took another sharp turn.
"He called his car 'he' not 'it'," Connor murmured.
"Please, I know a guy who calls his car baby, I just thought my cousin was a little saner than that freak of nature. I think I'd rather be in the Impala," Dawn groaned as she tumbled against him again.
"Will you buckle her in?" Sam shouted.
"Pity I don't have a muzzle for her," Connor muttered, ignoring her little growl of outrage. He was in the process of buckling her in when his seat jerked sharply to the left, sending him sprawling across Dawn's long legs. He groaned as his turned his face up from its current resting place in her lap. Dawn's mouth hung open and her cheeks burned bright pink. Connor couldn't help the tiny grin.
"Hey, hey! Get your head out of my baby cousin's lap!" Sam shouted, turning around in his seat. "Bumblebee, knock it off!"
"Baby cousin? You're three months younger than me!" Dawn's face flushed again. "And why are you calling your car Bumblebee? It's a possessed Camaro, not Herbie the Love Bug!"
"No, he slammed the damn Bug into the other junkers," Sam muttered.
"Sam, your car's not normal!"
"Hey, normal is highly overrated," Connor muttered, thinking of his own past.
Dawn wasn't listening to him however, as a jet aimed itself right at them. She shrieked, burying her head in Connors shoulder as the jet transformed into a giant robot and took aim. The next thing he knew they were sprawled out on the asphalt as Sam's car did its own transformation. Connor really wasn't paying too much attention however, because Dawn was still sprawled over him, her eyes locked on the fight between the now three - no, make that five - robots. Connor grinned inappropriately up at the yellow robot.
"Thank you, Bumblebee."
