So, apparently, after the Spark made me go beddy by, one of the decepticons that stole the shard tried to get at me. And well, that didn't end well. Obviously, he hadn't planned on there being many, many autobots protecting the slumbering body of moi.
The tiger thing didn't stand a chance. And, seeing as though this particular decepticon was an animal, there wasn't much hope in getting any information out of him. He's now a pile of scrap metal lying in the science lab.
It wasn't even that much of a fight. Though it did leave me wondering how in the hell did I sleep through that? Presence in my head or not, that's not something anyone could pull off. (Unless you're Donna Noble).
"Someone's gotta remind these guys what you're true purpose is. If Galloway gets his way..." I started, having gotten over my little tantrum. "We know for a fact Ted here isn't going to listen to me… And then there's the fact that I'm not completely human either. He won't listen to the soldiers either. We're going to need help from someone on the outside. A civilian, like. Sam." I stated, "Is there anyway to get a hold of Sam? He might be able to help. If the least he can do is talk, that's all we need." I looked up at the people around me. Soldiers and autobots alike, "Does anyone know where Sam is?"
"Bumblebee is still with him. We could send a message." Ratchet offered.
Optimus nodded, "We will go and meet him. Ra, you're coming with us."
"Got no problem with that." I stated, "Now where exactly is he?"
"A place called Princeton University." One of the Acree stated.
I choked back on a laugh, "Why the hell is he at that party school." I shook my head, "Ah, nevermind that." I wiped away fake tears, "If that's where he is, then that's where we're going."
"I will send a message to Bumblebee." Another of the Acree said, "To let them know of your coming."
"Thank you." Optimus replied, then he turned to us, "Autobots…"
Oh, here comes the famous phrase.
"Roll out."