Summary: Living with the Autobots has become normal for the Yeager family, they moved states to keep a low profile, kept the remaining 'Bots out of trouble for a whole year…then Optimus came back…and it all went to the Pit.
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Warning: Swearing
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Chapter Twelve
We're wasting too much time
Xxx Six Months after Egypt, Spring Break
Diego Garcia was usually a pretty active base, especially a couple days after a raid on Decepticons. But considering this time is was in Brazil, in the Amazon jungle, with a river in the immediate vicinity of the battlefield...
No one was in a very good mood. Of the twelve Autobots on base, since Bee had brought Sam and Leo for the week long break from classes, three were in the med bay, counting Ratchet, two were under the care of body detailers to get all the mud and debris out of their frames, Prime was in meetings all day with Lennox, Epps, Moreshower, and the still ever present Galloway, and the remainder were all tired, pissed and just not in a good mood.
Wheelie was one of the few in decent enough company, he was running laps around the makeshift obstacle course the guys had thrown together out of boredom with coke cans, a couple cardboard boxes and their suitcases. Bumblebee was in the middle of the small course out on the tarmac, Wheelie was supposed to dart under him and hit a ramp just right to go sailing into Sam's suitcase as padding. Mikaela was locked in the med bay helping fix Mudflap's circuitry after he'd taken a rather messy swim in the river, so Sam and Leo were left to their own devices since the barracks were still being worked on and no one not in a meeting knew where their rooms were.
That left them sprawled on Bee's hood, basking in the hot sun as college campus was still slushy with mud and cold, enjoying their time off without it being hectic and crazy.
"I'm bored...what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno...what do you wanna do...?"
"I dunno-"
"Oh! Don't start that again!"
Both laughed at Bee's radio, Leo finally sitting up and looking around.
"Target sighted."
Sam turned to follow his gaze to a spot next to the firing range bleachers.
An unlocked storage shed.
xxx
Meetings...
The one thing that while he excelled at alongside patience, diplomacy, and Decepticon aft kicking, he truly loathed. Especially those with Galloway and the other bureaucrats like him that could care less about the Autobot cause.
Needless to say over the last three hours the processor ache that had once been a dull throb was full blown agony by the time Optimus Prime left the conference room.
He was not happy.
Nor was he in the best shape, while not as injured as some of the others, his frame still had a myriad of dents and scratches his repair systems were rushing to fix, leaving his energy drained and everything sore, not helping was the persistent jet lag of having been up for four days straight before the raid due to surveillance, then flying home while helping Ratchet keep Ironhide from bleeding out on the jet, he'd barely managed to wipe off the energon on his servos before the meetings had begun.
Prime was exhausted. A cube of high grade in his office and several joors to recharge undisturbed were begging him to indulge, but he couldn't, not until he made sure Bumblebee had landed safely with his charge. Simmons had already checked in, having been in the last meeting and was off with Lennox to find his room. It was Leo and Sam now that Prime needed to find.
He was glad when Bee answered his comm ping with their exact location, it saved him from backtracking through the hanger, and from anyone seeing him stumble slightly when ducking through the back door that led to the runway next to the firing range.
Optimus prayed to Primus that his optics were glitching out from lack of sleep, his processor wasn't ready for what he found waiting for him.
He was damn sure most of NEST wasn't ready for the sight that would go down in history as the reason why certain storage sheds had to remain locked.
Didn't help that Epps and several others including Sideswipe were filming this.
xxx
Step One: Remove funny plastic cylinders that keep kids (and stupid adults) fingers out of the chair's air cylinder's way because it hurts like a bitch
Step Two: Engage air cylinder until fully extended so there's no way in hell a normal person's feet could touch the ground, apply glue to release mechanism so it can't drop
Step Three: Use duct tape as seat belts, gotta be safe
Step Four: (Prior to step one check gas levels) steady leaf blower in your lap and turn on, may need assistance from fellow comrade on chair
Step Five: Check around for the hundredth time than no one with any sense of authority (or obvious common sense) is in the vicinity
Step Six: Engage leaf blower and attempt to learn how to steer very quickly
Step Seven: Learn the hard way why a pair of leaf blowers on a tropical island were stored next to the firing range (courtesy of Wheeljack's "upgrades")
Step Eight: Scream
xxx
Will Lennox was a pretty easy going guy, and when living around giant alien robots you had to have a damn good sense of humor, and a lot of patience. Now the Bots had done some really weird things, their personalities not always meshing (no pun intended), and antics had gotten a little stranger when Wheeljack arrived. Rules had been written up to save everyone from just about everything when it came to weird activities...
Lennox forgot about college kids...
xxx
Sam didn't know what was worse, the fact that he was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe, or that he was going so fast stopping was no longer an option.
Leo wasn't much better, howling like an idiot as he zoomed past Sam.
They'd found office rolling chairs and leaf blowers...the rest is history.
Or was about to be as Sam moved just right to send him whipping around in a circle for a full minute before being able to snap out of and rocket down the tarmac.
The cheers and laughing from the sidelines that made it over the sound of the blower engines did nothing but egg the two college students on as they rushed back and forth on the runway. It wasn't until first Leo's and then Sam's blowers popped and put on a burst of speed did things get even more crazy...the leaf blowers weren't turning off.
"OOH SHIIIT!"
xxx
Prime watched the two kids act like total glitch-heads for a good twenty minutes, the gathering of soldiers and mechs watching the honestly hilarious antics ever growing as the Sam and Leo got louder the longer they did this. Now Optimus was usually pretty calm when it came to what his mechs and the other soldiers came up with for entertainment, the water fight this past Fourth of July was rather amusing; but he wasn't the only one panicking when the leaf blowers let out loud pops and the laughing screams turned into blood-curling ones as the two humans sped up.
Bumblebee took off running, Jolt moving to help as he was the next one in the best shape to chase after the two before they spun out of control or worse hit someone. They dropped into car mode to gain speed without shaking the ground, tires squealing and smoking as Sam and Leo tried ton control their movements to let them catch up. Jolt transformed and jumped, rolling as he avoided Leo almost ramming him, he slammed into the ground and rolled, not getting up easily as Bumblebee burned out, sliding off the tarmac and into the sand, transforming in a flash and lunging to grab Sam. He missed as the teen spun in a circle and whipped back to the other end.
Epps was yelling for someone to go get a net or anything that could stop them, and Lennox was running back to the main hangar hollering for Ratchet at the top of his lungs.
That was the last straw as he stepped forward, hips taking most of his weight as he swung a hand down, grabbing first Leo and a 'small' knife slicing the chair from him before depositing the boy on his shoulder as he twisted and grabbed Sam seconds before the boy would have crashed into his leg. Both office chairs fell to the ground with a crash, the manic leaf blowers dying in his fist that didn't hold Sam with a satisfying crunch.
His optics narrowed slightly as he finally looked to the two humans perched on his palm. His processor ache didn't help matters as he finally spoke, only able to get out one word.
"Why?"
The two looked to Prime, looked to each other, and looked back. Leo really should have kept his mouth shut.
"We didn't have any roller blades."
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