Hi again.
Here's Arcee's one-shot, which was the first one I wrote for this series.
Warning: English isn't my mother language, so there might be some grammar mistakes in here.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Transformers franchise, nor its characters. It is a registered trademark of Hasbro.
Summary: When going to pick up her partner, Arcee was forced to take a detour… by a pair of thieves…
Genre: Humor
-ARCEE-
Hit the Road
As usual, she went to pick up Jack from college and take him back home; and, as usual, something had to happen in between. Ok, when the teenager found her, two years ago, and she ended up dragging him around town to try to keep him alive, it was a total accident. In fact, in retrospective, it was even funny. But this? This was ridiculous to say the least! "Ugh… I bet that Cliffjumper is laughing his aft off wherever he is right now…" She thought, cursing herself for haven't done anything sooner.
Little after she parked on her usual spot, two punks came from behind, lifted her, and put her on the back of a truck, next to another twenty bikes.
Yes.
She got carjacked…
"The guys will never let this go…" The femme whined, while trying to figure a way to get out of the trailer, without blow up her cover. In the bottom of her mind she cursed the medics, Ratchet and Knock Out, for being so slow in their little project to enhance the holoforms; Sadie could come kind of handy right now, if she could touch stuff, such as some punk's face. To make it worst, these guys, whoever they are, chained her wheels, tying her to the other bikes in the truck.
The trailer stopped suddenly, making her recoil next to the rest of the cargo.
"Ah! Scrap! That hurt!" She complained under her breath, right before the trailer's door opened. Another bike was deposited right next to her. Great, now she was chained to one more vehicle. The robber shut the door again. "Dammit!" She had no clue where she was.
A responsible bot would call back to base and ask for Fowler's help, since he had the authority to arrest the thieves… But it was Arcee, and she was too stubborn to admit that some humans actually carjacked her, and that she didn't know her current coordinates. No. The two-wheeler would, most certainly, NOT call for help. She was a grownup, and a hardcore warrior; she was completely able to find a way out of this by her own! Wasn't she? "That's it! I'm outta here!" The femme thought, transforming inside of the truck. Thanks the stars she was the smallest bot from the team! She fitted perfectly fine inside of the trailer, as long as she didn't intended to stand up. All she needed to do now was cut the chain, open the door, and hit the road. She would be back home before these guys knew what happened.
Her knives cut the thick chain just fine; now, she had to do the same to the door's safe. But before she could do so, the vehicle stopped once again, and the recoil made her fell flat on top of the other bikes, which were now loose inside the small room. The femme massaged her back, while trying to sit down. Some voices from the outside told her that her robbers heard the noise she made and were coming to check the cargo.
"Scrap!" She cursed, while transforming back into her vehicle mode.
Three men appeared and watched in complete horror that their cargo was ruined, except for three bikes (Arcee included) that survived. The older one was about to explode in rage, when he ordered the other two to dispose of the ruined vehicles, saying that they would only get paid by the ones in impeccable state. Muttering, the subordinates got into the trailer and started to do so, putting Arcee out of the way.
It was a nanosecond, but the robbers happened to look away as they heard another car approach. "Now!" She thought. Instinctively, she turned on her engine, at the same time she activated Sadie, and jumped off the trailer, speeding up towards Jasper. The reflection of the truck and the robbers becoming smaller and smaller on her mirrors made her laugh out loud in happiness… Until a very well-known white car appeared in her view, next to a shiny yellow Camaro. "Oh, no, please… Why me?" The two-wheeler complained, recognizing her friends. They all stopped at the side of the road.
"Arcee! Where have you been?!" Bumblebee asked as if he were a concerned parent or something like that.
"You got Jack worried, ya' know? The kid called back to base, asking for ya whereabouts." Wheeljack commented.
"I'm sorry guys, I didn't want to disappear; it's just that I got…" She mumbled the last part, too embarrassed to admit it.
"You got what?" The Wrecker pressed.
"I was…"
"Spit it out, 'Cee!" The yellow car shouted.
"I WAS CARJACKED! THERE! HAPPY?!"
And the two mechs burst out in laughs, while the bike sped off, trying to leave them behind, knowing that this would be the team's joke until something worst happens…
That's all for now.
I don't know if I'll be able to update next weekend, but I'll try.
Bye!
