"Oh my God!" I gasped, stifling a laugh.
Jazz has really outdone himself. The 'bots all emerged with their new paintjobs for the week, and they couldn't be more embarrassing. First out was Bee; his electric yellow was now an aqua blue, with little yellow and pink bees buzzing around on his hood and trunk. Out off all the paintjobs, Bee's was the least embarrassing. Next out was Ratchet; he was a bright purple, with glowing red hearts scattered across his body. After was Ironhide, he was now a baby pink, with a painted on ballerina tutu across his trunk and delicate ballerina slippers on either side of his doors, and laced ribbon laid out across his hood. By now, Sam and Mikaela were rolling on the ground, clutching their sides and laughing so hard they were crying; I however attempted to remain composed, only letting a few giggles escape here and there. Optimus was the last to come out and he, by far, looked the worst. His cobalt blue was now a robin's egg blue, his flames were now a vast amount of bright pink stars, and he had little sparkles dusting his body. On his driver side door, there was a Decepticon symbol, only it had hearts for eyes and it was smiling. I couldn't hold it in any longer. Roaring with laughter I collapsed next to Sam and Mikaela. I could feel the glares from the four other Autobots slicing into us, however that only made me laugh harder.
After the laughter subsided, along with the side-cramps, we all stood and composed ourselves.
"Honestly, they – Well, they aren't that – uh, you guys look nice?" I managed to squeak out.
Ironhide grumbled, "If Optimus would've allowed it, I would've killed that bag of scraps Jazz."
"Hey, you lost fair and square! Don't be sore losers!" I scolded the now pink robot.
Jazz rolled in and transformed, his optics widened and an enormous grin painted his metallic face.
"You guys look like slaggin' slag."
Ironhide snapped; with a roar he transformed, tackling Jazz. 'Hide threw punch after punch and Jazz squirmed around trying to dodge them. Ratchet leapt onto Ironhide, pulling him off of Jazz and throwing him to the other side of the hangar. Optimus and Bee transformed as well, the taller of the two turned to scold Ironhide.
"I find this about as amusing as you do Ironhide; however Delyia is correct. We lost the race and we all agreed on the bet. This paint should only last us a few days and then after that we will be repainted to our rightful colors. Besides, we are the only ones who are going to see this, atrocity." Optimus shuddered.
"Thank Primus we're the only ones." Ratchet mumbled.
Just then, a loud bang resounded as Lennox whirled in, appearing next to all of us. He stared at the Autobots in shock,
"What – You know, I don't want to know. Optimus, a new Autobot has just been detected. You guys need to ready yourselves up and go retrieve him."
I felt my jaw drop, now? I knew Sam and Mikaela were thinking the same things as I when we exchanged glances. Ironhide roared, pounding a fist into the floor. Jazz flinched and backed away. Ratchet sighed, and turned to Optimus,
"Are we leaving now then?"
Optimus reluctantly nodded and all the Autobots transformed back into their altmodes. Sam went up to Bee, exchanging a few words. I walked to Optimus, and patted his hood.
"Be careful okay?"
Optimus flashed his lights. "I swear to Primus that I shall be careful and return as fast as I can."
"That's all I can ask for." I smiled at the Peterbilt and walked back to Mikaela; Sam returning shortly after.
"Delyia! You want to have a 'girls night'?!" Mikaela gasped.
I nodded, "Sure, it's not like we are going to have anything to do! Might as well make the most of it!"
"Hey!" Sam interjected, "What about me?!"
"You can be one of the girls tonight if you want to." I laughed.
Sam grumbled, "I guess I could work out or something."
I raised an eyebrow, "You? Work out? When – "
"Delyia! I work out all the time." He hissed; I caught on.
"Oh right! Silly me I forgot all about that!" I smiled and looped my arm through Mikaela's.
"Shall we?" I laughed.
"Let's do this."
Mikaela and I made a list of things done supposedly at a girls night. Neither of us having many girl friends; we had little experience. We gave each other manicures and pedicures, stole popcorn from the kitchens and watched movies. We also made make-shift face masks and placed cucumbers over our eyes while relaxing our feet in hot water.
"Tonight was probably one of the most relaxing I've ever had." Mikaela sighed as leaned back in our chairs, the masks cleansing our pores.
I hummed in agreement, the sound of some pop-music played in the background.
"Maybe we should take these off now, it's been fifteen minutes and I read you're only supposed to have this on for, maybe ten." Mikaela suggested.
Deciding that was probably the right idea, we both washed off the masks and cleaned up.
"You want to just do the whole shabang and stay the night in my room? We can just watch movies till we fall asleep!" I asked her and she nodded.
"Yeah sure! Just let me go put pajamas on first, I'll be right back!"
She returned a few minutes later;and not too long after settling into a movie, Sam burst through the door.
"Guys they brought the new Autobots."
With one shared look, we all took off to the hangar, all of us eager to meet our new Autobot companions. What would they be like? Would they be sophisticated and intelligent like Optimus? Would they be brash and strong like Ironhide? Or maybe they'd be extremely intelligent and advanced as Ratchet? I was hoping for a 'bot similar to Bee's persona, kind, friendly and funny. We arrived at the hangar and loud voices were heard.
"Dangit! Skids I tol' you not tuh mess wit' 'em! Now look at us! We's lookin' super trashy now cause uh you!"
We burst into the hangar to see two smaller robots; they were smaller than Bee! They were mirror images of each other; bug eyed, buck teeth and small rounded bodies. Even if they seemed a little round, they both still had strong builds and I could tell they both could handle themselves in a battle. Both their eyes were set on us as we walked up to our Autobot friends. I glanced around at them, they all seemed extremely annoyed.
"Hey ya ther' fleshlins! I'm Mudflap, an' this here is my glitch of a brother, Skids." One of them spoke up.
"Ay! You son of a slaggin' – " Ironhide slammed his fists on both their heads.
I giggled and smiled, "I'm Delyia, it's awesome to meet more Autobots. I've never met twins before. This is Sam and Mikaela." I introduced them.
Skids grinned and looked at his brother. "See, she happy t'see me! Unlike your sorry ass!"
I noticed then, they both weren't as sleek as the other bots.
"How come you guys don't turn into new fancy cars like the rest?" Mikaela questioned before me.
Mudflap sighed, "Well, we was just walkin' around and suddenly, Optimus n' crew bounced outta no where and foun' us. Now tell me somethin' girly, if you see a buncha' robots waltzin' around lookin' like fresh outta the belly sparkling femmes, wouldn't you laugh too?"
I nodded, "I probably would, yeah."
"That's why we's being punished. I guess they took it t'heart tha' we laughed at 'em an' now we're stuck being an' ice cream truck! I don' even get t'be my own damn car!" Skids groaned, slapping himself.
Ratchet grabbed the twins and started to drag them away,
"Come on you sparklings, I have to check your status before I'm allowed to let you roam free."
The twins groaned but allowed Ratchet to drag him away, we turned our attention to our other robots. Optimus was as bright as ever, and his paint sparkled as he laid his hand out for me to climb onto. I followed the routine, squeezing myself in the junction between his neck and shoulder; he walked out of the hangar and sat off to the side.
"How was your evening?" He asked, his blue optics shone down on me.
I smiled up at him, "Pretty fun, me and Mikaela had a girls night."
He cocked his head to the side. "A 'girls night?' What is a 'girls night'?"
"Well, a girl's night is when females usually get together and do something they want to do. For instance, manicures and pedicures; or going to see a romantic movie. Something like that."
"Ah, I see. What are manicures and pedicures?" he stumbled over the foreign words.
"You see these?" I held up my hands, using my fingers to point to my nails; he nodded.
"Women on this planet take joy in looking beautiful, twenty-four seven, and a way to do that is by painting our nails in bright colors!" I smiled.
Optimus hummed in understanding, "I see."
We sat in a comfortable silence, gazing up at the stars.
"I like the twins," I giggled. "They seem like they can get on your nerves fast though."
Optimus sighed and nodded, "They can be trying at times. However, they're very strong together during battle. Even at times keeping us all entertained during the early stages of this war."
I nodded, "Speaking of which, how are you doing Boss? Are you feeling any better from the other day?"
He simply nodded and picked me up, setting me on the ground gently; I looked up at him in confusion.
"It is late Delyia. Humans need to rest more often than us; is that not correct?"
"Yeah, that's true, but Optimus I'm not-"
"You should get some rest Delyia; I have to get some work done with the twins anyway. I shall see you tomorrow." He gently ran his finger over me, and turned to walk away.
I watched him in pure astonishment. I think I said something wrong. Note to self; never bring up Elita-1. I sighed, heading back in the hangar, and hung out with Mikaela, Sam, Bee and Jazz. I was there in body, however my mind ran a mile a minute thinking about a certain leader 'bot 'taking care of paperwork. Everyone could tell something was bothering me, and Jazz finally addressed the elephant in the room.
"What's bothering you Delyia? Ever since you and Optimus talked you've been off."
Bee chirped, "- is there something wrong captain?"
Mikaela and Sam put their hands on my shoulders, "You know you can tell us anything Deli." Sam grinned at my childhood nickname.
"I thought we agreed never to call each other our childhood nicknames, Tammy." Sam flushed red as Mikaela coughed trying to cover up her laugh.
"Tammy?" She asked.
"Well, when we were young he used to call me Deli, and one day I had enough and decided to call him by a girls name. Tammy was pretty close to Sammy to I decided his new name would be Tammy."
"Getting back onto the original subject," Sam coughed. "What's wrong?"
"Oh it's nothing. I think I just upset him by prying; he'll get over it." I smiled.
"Yeah, boss-man doesn't let light stuff bother him for too long. He'll be good in an hour or so." Jazz grinned, bumping me with his finger.
"Yeah yeah; I'm going to bed. Night guys." I hugged them all, and headed to my own room for a night of well deserved rest.
