WEEEE! New chapter!
Disclaimer: Don't own Transformers unfortunately.
Warnings:some swearing.
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Chapter 25
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Maximum was leaning on his elbows as he and Magnus watched the different vehicles go by.
He tapped his digits rhythmically as he watched them, drive by and waited impatiently for Magnus to choose one and scan it already. Why was it taking so long?!
He heard the older mech hum as he watched a truck go by. He moved a little as if in interest, causing Maximum to look at him, his hope rising that he may have found an alt. mode to scan. They was quashed, as he watched Magnus shake his helm and sigh.
"Too bulky….." Magnus said softly.
OH FOR THE LOVE OF PRIMUS MECH, JUST PICK SOMETHING AND STOP BEING SO DAMN PICKY!, Maximum barely held back the growl, while his mind screamed what he wished to say to the mech in order to speed this up.
Instead he took in a deep intake, "What kind of alt. mode are you searching for anyway?"
"…..Young one if I tried to explain it to you, you would fritz out," Ultra Magnus replied.
Oh I think I have an idea, Maximum rested his helm against his arms a moment, before looking at his companion. He spotted a race car passing by, "What about that?" he pointed it out.
"Too flashy and would not meet my needs. I prefer brain and brains over speed," Magnus replied.
"Hmm…..what about that one?" he pointed at the mini-van passing by.
"Uh….no. Just no," Magnus replied, looking at the van in slight disgust, "Wouldn't be good for battle."
Maxi slapped a servo over his face plates, "Mmmm….Primus you're picky….."
"I just know what I like," Ultra Magnus retorted. Then he perked up and his optics widened, settling on a peter-bilt truck passing by, "Well, helloooooo beautiful….."
Although he knew it was directed at the truck, Maximum couldn't stop the blush forming on his face plates at how Magnus' voice sounded as he said it in a deep bass voice and the smirk on his face….! It made the young mech's antennae go straight at how that deep voice made them shiver…
He mentally punched his helm to get him off that train of thought. How could he think something like that about a mech he barely knew? And how could he do that to Silversun?!
He watched as the blue scanner for alt. modes appeared and went over the truck as it past. Relief passed through the young mech, as Magnus finished the scan.
The two mechs stood up.
"Well, now that you have your alt. mode, let's roll out!" Maximum transformed, "First stop, the town of Jasper!" he revved his engine, while activating his holo-form. Better safe than sorry, right?
"Lead the way," Magnus replied, transforming as well.
Maximum drove off over the rocky terrain, followed by Ultra Magnus following him, "Try to keep up old mech!"
"Don't even test me, up-start!" Magnus replied, "Unless you've driven in the sea of rust, THIS will be nothing!"
Despite his dislike of the mech, Maxi gave a small giggle as they drove down the side and on to the main road, trading jabs and playful banter as they did so. The young mech was sent into a laugh attack at one witty retort, almost steering off the road. With that, he'd forgotten why he didn't like this mech as they drove into town, stopping at a street light.
Magnus stopped beside him when Maxi stopped.
"Okay, so whenever you come to these lights we are in front of, there will be three different colored lights that will tell you what you do. Red, the light shining now, means stop. You don't go anywhere switches red switches to green, then you can go. When you come to the light as it turns yellow, you have to slow down," he explained.
Magnus gave a hum, "what about those arrow lights?"
"Those are only when you're in the right lane to make a turn. It tells drivers that they can turn now," Maximum watched as the light turned green, "Okay, time to go. Also, when you see those red octagonal-shaped signs that say STOP, you have to stop and make sure no one's coming from left or right. Then you can go."
"Understood. Thank you," Magnus said.
"I just don't want you to get towed on the first day. I am your guide after all."
"Yes and so far you are doing a good job."
"Well I—r-really?" he twitched his door mirrors in surprise.
He heard a rumbling from Magnus, "Yes. You are giving me key information to camouflage myself on this planet. I appreciate it honestly."
"Well….you're welcome," Maximum pulled the joystick and drove with Magnus beside him.
He hummed as he passed KO Burger, the smell of the grease filling his vents from the opening of the restaurant. He remembered when Josh tried to work there once. It ended miserably, due to his temper when one of the guys at the cash register poured ketchup down his back while he was working at the drive-in.
The young mech used his mirror to look at Magnus, who was slightly behind him. He didn't want to lose the mech in the traffic and have to worry about finding him….although he knew he was a general from the war…his Father's second in command no less.
"Hey Magnus?" he said.
"Yes Maximum?"
"What were my parents like before the war?" he asked.
It was a while, before Magnus replied, "…they were the best of friends before the war started. Your Mother had a promising career as a medic, while your Father was to become the next Prime. They have been inseparable since they were sparklings. I remember one was rarely ever seen without that other. You could tell they loved each other, but both had kept it a secret from each other from then to throughout the entire war. You wouldn't believe how many times Jazz and I tried to play matchmaker and get them together. You mother was a brazen and mischievous mech. He loved to pull harmless pranks, but he was loyal to his work and helped anyone who asked for it. You father also enjoyed helping your mother pull pranks when he was younger…."
"My Dad pulling pranks!?" Maximum squawked.
"Yes. He once dumped purple pain all over out mathematics teacher. It took the mech months to get all the paint off," Magnus chuckled, "But he was a good mech, despite how estranged he was from his father. I remember when I heard them arguing…." He sighed, "Other than that, we all were pleased when he became Prime, even though….even though your mother by then had stayed with the Decepticons. Whatever Straxus had done to him when he forced him to become his mate had left him bitter, angry and full of hate. It was like he had become a whole new mech…."
"….My father said my grandfather had sold out my mother to the Decepticons…" Maximum muttered, yet was still heard.
Magnus gave a heavy, worn outtake as he looked at the young mech, "It was wrong. Nothing can condone the actions of betrayal that Megatron was shown. Honestly, when I found out I truly could not blame your mother for remaining with the Decepticons. In fact, I'm only sorry that Optimus and Ratchet's sparks were broken."
"….Funny. If my parents had just admitted their feelings to each other, then this war wouldn't have happened," Maximum gave a small smile in his alt. mode, "But….I'm also kind of glad it did…..because then I wouldn't be living here with my family, as well as friends and I wouldn't have met my best friend Josh."
"Yes. Sometimes the timeline of certain events can lead to a more happier ending to a war that was so awful. Now we can all regroup and start our new lives on this planet," Magnus replied, "And Maximum?"
"Hmm?"
"I am sorry for what happened to your shoulder. I can't really control Grimlock, but I could have stopped him. I apologize for that."
If Maxi had been in his bi pedal mode he would have smiled wider. Well, it was good to know the mech held some remorse for what happened. Besides, since he apologized, he might not be such a bad mech after all…
"….I forgive you," he said gently. He was answered by the gently, rumbling engine.
The two came to a red stop light, waiting patiently for the change.
Tap! Tap!
Maximum felt his wheels turn slightly in surprise as have one of his dark tinted windows being tapped. He looked at with his mirror and growled when he saw it was the fragger Mitch.
"Oi! You, ain't you that loser Josh's buddy?"
It was times like these Maxi wished he could ignore the "no harming humans" rule and show that little scrap what for! He calmly rolled down the window and revealed his holo-form.
"Can I help you?"
"Nah. I thought you'd like to know your friend Josh got arrested yesterday. Heh, shame his sweet ride got towed. A well, at least it's got a pretty little red spot on it to remember me by," Mitch snorted, with a malicious grin.
Maximum glared at him, "Yeah I heard about that. Shame. I thought your car needed that red spot more, though I doubt it'll make any improvements."
The young mech heard Magnus give a warning rumble from beside him as he continued to glare at Mitch through his holo-form. He ignored him.
Mitch glared back, his face turning a light shade of red, "At least my car's not a chunky, bulky and ugly truck and I bet it could outrun yours anytime! Of course I wouldn't be surprised if it was too clunky for a race!"
Maximum shook slightly in rage. He did NOT just say that. He did NOT just say his alt. mode would be too slow to out-race him! He tried to keep him intakes even and not snap. He was better than that human, and he would not give into his emotions no matter how much he was fragged off…
SCREEEEEEEEEE!
The young mech froze at the sound, as a scratching sensation was felt along his car door.
"Now there's an improvement," Mitch laughed.
Something snapped.
"All right you little shit! You wanna see how fast this truck can out run your hunk of scrap metal?!" Maximum roared, his holo form's face becoming a dark shade of red anger, "Name the time and place, so I can turn that hunk of metal into next week's spare parts!"
Mitch smirked, picking up a card and handing it to him, "At this place, tomorrow night. Be there."
"Oh. I will," Maximum snarled, almost crumpling the paper in his holo-forms hand, before the light turned green.
Mitch sped off, dust blowing over the front of Maxi's alt. mode. The young mech was still shaking slightly as he drove along with Magnus. They remained silent as they drove past Josh's school. Then, Magnus and Maximum parked somewhere secluded where no one would see them, before they transformed into their bi pedal modes.
The look Magnus gave him could have melted Maximum into goop.
"What were you thinking?!" Magnus hissed.
Maximum huffed, "I was thinking I could show that little fragger what a REAL car can accomplish in a race!"
"I may have only just arrived on this planet, but I don't need to be a genius to know you're about to do something stupid," Magnus snapped, arms crossed over his chest plating.
"He bullies my best friend and it's as much had fault as it is Blockade that Josh got in trouble, he insulted my alt. mode and my friends, and he had the audacity to reach up and scratch my car door! And I can't back out now that I already accepted the challenge," Maximum hissed.
Ultra Magnus continued to glare at him in disapproval, "Maximum, there is a reason why some times we can't honor promises. Especially ones that were out of the fact your pride was damaged."
"This is not about ME! This is about showing that fucker Mitch that I won't just stand by and let him bad mouth people I care about! I am sick of just sitting on the sidelines and watching my friends get humiliated, hurt and into trouble because of him! Well, now I can so something that will make him back off for good and I swear I will hold up my promise. So just zip it and keep quiet, and let's get on with the tour…" Maximum returned to his alt. mode. He only drove a few feet, before Magnus got in front of him, "Out of the way, Magnus!"
"I refuse," Ultra Magnus retorted, "You are young and inexperienced in protocol, so I will let this slide, but I am not letting you through until you promise not to go to that race tomorrow night."
"Magnus, it's none of your busi—!"
"Maximum, as your father's friend, I have to make sure you don't hurt yourself! If this thing caused you any form of harm, think of how upset it would make you parents!"
Maximum remained still for a moment. He appeared to be thinking about it. Then he sighed.
"All right. You win…" he said softly.
Relief filled Magnus' face plates, "Good," he transformed into his alt. mode.
Maximum waited a moment. He needed to compose himself, because he was attempting to ignore the guilt in his spark at the fact he had just lied for the first time in his existence.
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Oh Maxi...you are an idiot.
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