TIRED. ARMS. NEED. REST. Happy Valentine's Day, lovesick fleshlings!

Chapter 38
Message from Mom

"Dear Miranda...if you see this, then something terrible had happened to me." began the woman on screen. Miranda knew it was. Her mother. She was in the Autobot Hangar. She was famous for her swallowtail hair, but today it had been tied up into the shape of two stirrups. She wore a dark blue uniform.

"If Optimus gave you this...then you should know you might never see me again. But...I want to tell you some things. First of all, the sword. The sword was not made from a monster, but rather, an alien known as The Fallen. Who is that, you ask? Well, he was an evil creature who tried to steal the energy of the Earth's sun which could have killed the human race. Your ancestors put a stop to him by overpowering him with sheer numbers. We managed to get a trophy from him-the sword. Keep it well. Now enough about about your ancestors, about why I'm telling you this? Well, This is the vid that Prime will show you if I'm gone. And he will be your new caretaker."

Well, that was unexpected. Suddenly, a tiny little creature walked over. He was blue, with wheels as feet.

"Hi, Taq."

"Ah, Miranda. This is Wheelie, the tiniest resident of NEST."

"I AM NOT TINY!" yelled the little thing. Taquia picked him up, and plonked him on her head. He placed his wheels into the stirrup-braids.

"Yes...He's my pet and friend."

"DO I LOOK LIKE A COMMON DOG TO YOU?"

"Shut up. Now..."

"Liiiiiike...where is my honey-buns?" droned a voice. Delilah, Miranda's aunt.

"Look, DJ. Your dumbass husband mixed up my documents! Now they think NBE-2 is BARRICADE!"

"Sheesh. So angry."

"Look, I'm trying to do something here. Go get me a green tea, DJ."

"...Is that a song? But I'm not a DJ!"

"A DESK JOCKEY, IDIOT!" yelled Taquia and Wheelie in unison.

"Fine. And that freak on your head is disgusting! He ate my makeup!"

"Well, Miss Priss, your 'Summer Barbie Shade' powder was the exact colour as energon! I WAS HUNGRY!"

"YOU PUKED IT UP ON MY OTHER STUFF!"

"Good." said Taquia.

"Say Hi to Dad, okay?" Taquia then turned the camera off.

Miranda just stood there, stunned. She turned to Ironhide.

"So about my mom being a good soldier..."

"Yes. She could offline about fraggin' anyone." Miranda was a bit baffled Ironhide's odd jargon. But she listened.

"It was quite horrific. She got under our armour, and killed us by screwing up our insides. This could go on for hours, just ruining the insides, causing the victim a lot of pain. Then she went for the spark-our very soul. That was how she would kill one of us."

"Wow."

"She was very smart. She was one of our best operatives. Until we heard she had been killed by The Fallen. We were shattered. When we got to your house, it was too late. We found you, unconscious. We gave you to the foster house."

"But I thought Prime would be my caretaker!"

"That was if there were still Decepticons around. We left 2 years after your mother's death."

"Oh. But when you came here 2 years...ah, right. You lost your memory."

"But how did she die at the hands of The Fallen?"

"She was taken by surprise. And he was a Prime. Basically your Earth equivelant of a Double-0 or Commander. One of the highest ranks."

"Ah." Miranda looked sad.

Then suddenly 2 people appeared around the corner. Epps, Lennox. A familiar little alien followed them.

"Ah, welcome, Epps. It is a pleasure to see you 2 again."

"What about me?" screeched the little bot.