My muse favored me tonight... However this chapter certainly diverged from where I originally had it going so I guess that's not a bad thing...

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Chapter 9: Ooops?

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"... What the hell."

Jamie, Luke and a couple of the bot's turned to look at Alex as she frowned at the television. "Something the matter?"

"How is it that not even ten minutes ago she's all 'Daddy help me I can't get out!' and when the freaking drone tries to nab her there's magically a crowbar in the back seat with her? Yeah there's one hell of a plot hole."

The others had retrained their attention to the screen and shushed woman shook her head. "Ah the simplicities of the young male mind, hark and take notice in how their attention spans are easily gathered by both action and explosions."

"Shhh!"

Alex shook her head and continued to half pay attention to the telly while she fiddled around with Luke's cell phone. "You better not be writing another of your antivirus programs or free data glitches." Luke grumbled.

"I only took you off the grid that one time. It's not my fault your father almost strangled you because of it."

"Alex, my service provider couldn't even find me. Heck they were prepared to sue me."

"Did you get roaming fees? No. I pretty much gave you free cell service."

"Which is illegal."

"Legal smeagal. The gift of communication should be free. Not tied down and restricted for those only able to afford it. And besides I'm only checking into my email. Which I really should do more often..."

Ratchet who'd been listening to them shook his head.

"Woman if you brick my phone-"

The timer on her watch went off. "Oh hush." Alex said as she turned it off and tucked it into his pocket. "You know I'm good for debugging it if I did anyways."

"Is that before or after you cause it to go nuclear?"

"I am not that bad."

"And the reason you don't own your own phone is?"

"Hm... Two explosions, three melted batteries, two slips on ice and the lithium accident. I see no point in carrying a portable when I have the landline." Alex muttered as she stood. She made her way into the hallway just in time for a loud explosion and to be narrowly missed by a flying dinner plate that soon imbedded itself into the wall on the other side of the living room. "Whoa..."

"Is that a dish?"

"How in the-"

"Wheeljack." Jazz sighed.

"Wheeljack..." Ratchet growled as he stormed past the blinking Alex.

The kitchen was a mess of suds, ceramic shrapnel and a soaked Wheeljack. Wheeljack smiled weakly as the others filed in. "Hey guys..."

"Jordan is going to frage..." Jamie said as he leaned over to inspect the rather large hole that was in the middle of the island where the dishwasher had resided. "What in the heck were you doing?"

"I got bored so I figured I'd put the dishes in the machine that Jamie had mentioned..."

"Hello? Hey is anyone gonna tell me what happened or not? Why the hell is there a plate imbedded in the wall?" Luke yelled from the living room.

Jamie face palmed. "This is just perfect..."

"I knew I forgot something." Alex said as she knelt down and inspected the heart of the mess. "I think I upped the PSI too high the last time I fiddled with it."

Wheeljack blinked. "Wait... You mean it wasn't my fault?"

"Hm? Oh no I was messing around with the dishwasher on Monday when the idea for the SHP hit me... I just kinda forgot about this... Oh well Jamie you know what to do. Come on Wheeljack I think the calculations should be done."

"Um..." Wheeljack shot a glance at Ratchet who looked ready to start throwing things. "That sounds like a good idea." he said quickly following her out of the house. .

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Jazz sighed as Ratchet stormed out of the house growling about needing to keep those two from killing the rest of them. Sideswipe and the con twins returned to their movie.

"She's just as bad as Jackie..." he muttered as the power flickered.

Jamie glanced at Jazz at the same time. "That can't be good."

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"No... No... no no!" Alex growled as she shoved the door to the teleporter room open before it could finish sliding open. The machine in question was sparking and smoking, the monitor was flickering.

"What the heck happened?!" Wheeljack asked as he rushed over to the computer.

"I don't know. The only thing I could figure is the damned system must have a glitch-" Alex yelled as she ran out to main part of her lab and yanked an axe off the wall.

"Didn't you run a diagnostic on the fragging thing?!" Ratchet growled as she ran past him.

"Yes but-"

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Jordan was smirking at the pictures that she had received from Tyson over the phone of his somewhat tragic beat down... To say the least, stormtroopers could apparently take out a single dalek...

"You are such dork." She said calling him back.

"Yeah but it's why you love me right?"

"So you assume. Look, I'm not sure when you're getting back into town but we've got some guests staying at the house."

"Oh? Who?"

"Some guys that Alex is currently trying to get home. They said they were aliens but I think that they are just crack-"

BOOM

The firehouse rattled on it's foundations as the power flickered off and her phone let off a squeal of static in her ear...

"ZZZT-Jor-ZZZCHT-Wha-zzzcht-that?"

The siren chose that minute to go off. "Shit gotta go." she said as she canceled the call and grabbed her coat to join the rest of the firebugs.

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The resulting flash from Wheeljack's bomb left many bots on the field temporarily blinded. As their optics reset, several cries soon rang out from several Autobots, namely Prowl, Sunstreaker, and oddly enough Soundwave and his remaining casseticons. The rest stood staring in the space the bots had occupied, in a muted shocked silence... which Megatron broke when he called his retreat. The cons had to forcibly pull Soundwave, Lazerbeak, Ratbat, and Ravage from the field, seeing as they were in a dazed state...

The Autobots had been standing here for almost thirty minutes in their stunned silence...

"Prime..?"

Optimus vented a sigh as he shook his helm. "As much as I hate to say it... It appears that we've-"

There was a loud crashing noise as another flare of light burst forth from the middle of the crater...

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Jazz groaned. Someone's elbow was digging rather painfully into his side, and was lying on something hard.

"Ow..." Alex groaned from somewhere underneath him. "Owie..."

"Alex..." Luke growled from directly under him. Jazz opened his eyes to blink at the chair that Luke was still taped to. "I'm going to kill you when I get free of this chair."

"Whoever is digging their knee into my spine please get off."

"What the frag happened this time?" Frenzy grumbled as he sat up and rolled off the dog pile.

"Mmmpf!"

"The machine blew didn't it?" Jamie groaned.

"GET OFF OF ME." Ratchet growled.

Shadows fell over the group as they slowly crawled off of each other, and they found themselves staring up at the curiously stunned and confused Autobots.

"'Ey guys. Did we miss much?" Jazz smiled up at O.P and Prowl.