Sleep. I did nothing but sleep for almost a week straight and when I wasn't sleeping, I was eating- Mc Donalds Chicken McNuggets with honey dipping sauce, fries and a root beer to wash it down. And when I wasn't doing either of the above, Red Alert was trying to figure out why I was still alive. I blamed it on sheer dumb luck and was content with that explanation. I was alive- what else mattered?
"I guess I am what you humans call curious," Red Alert told me. "And it seems I have figured out what happened- the energon that was going through you managed to fuse itself into your veins." I gave him a confused look.
"Two questions," I said. "What's energon and how did it get into my system?"
"Energon is the main power source for Transformers," he replied. "As for how it got into your system, all I can guess is that enough was going through you at one time that it was forced to fuse with your... what's that red liquid called again?"
"Blood."
"Right, it was forced to fuse into your blood. And somehow the energon managed to absorb the blast from Demolisher, not causing you harm... you know, the 'dumb luck' explanation is starting to sound more reasonable." I smiled.
"That's what I was thinking."
Red Alert went on to tell me what had became of the laser cannon- Hot Shot and Optimus made sure it was destroyed- I would never have to worry about it again. In a way, I was kind of sad; if the cannon was gone, there was no reason for me to stay with the Autobots. Don't get me wrong, I liked my home back in the cave with all my stuff, but there was a family feeling at the base that I had never experienced before... and I liked it. That's when Optimus mentioned something to me.
"You know, Sarah," he said, making sure that Hot Shot was in listening range. "The room you're staying in right now isn't really in use. If you wanted to move some of your stuff from you cave into there and stay with us, we would love to have you." I was estatic and showed it by attempting to wrap my arms around Optimus' leg.
"Thank you sir," I said. "Thank you so much." Optimus chuckled.
"Not a problem, Sarah. Besides, I doubt Hot Shot is willing to let you out of his sight." I looked over at my big brother- he was grinning like an idiot. Then again, so was I.
"Hot Shot, Jazz, where are you taking me?" I asked for the zillionth time. It was about a week after Optimus said I could stay with the Autobots and I was riding in Hot Shot's front seat, along side Jazz, sporting a paisly cloth blindfold. Earlier at the base, I had been pulled away from a video game I had been playing with Rad by Jazz and Alexis. They led me over to Hot Shot, who was waiting in vehicle mode.
"What's going on?" I asked. No one would answer; Alexis merely tied the bandana around my eyes- I guess they didn't want me to know where I was going- and Jazz helped me into Hot Shot's seat.
"Okay, Hot Shot," he said. "Let's juice."
"You got it man!" Hot Shot replied and we started to speed off. That had to be over an hour ago.
"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" I asked, rather impaitently. My companions just laughed.
"No can do, little sister," said Hot Shot. "The Jazz-Man and I are just part of the transportation crew. Either way, we promised not to tell."
"Who did you promise?" Silence- my methods of interrigation were not working. I sat back and waited for whatever to come.
"We're here," Jazz said moments later. Hot Shot pulled to a stop and Jazz helped me out. "Okay," he continued. "Count to ten before taking the blindfold off."
"Why do I have to count to ten?" I asked.
"Humor me." I sighed and began to count. As I counted, I heard the rumble of Hot Shot's motor- he was leaving. I hurried up and got to ten before ripping off the blindfold... and was shocked at what I saw.
I was at my old home- in the cave Jazz and I had shared for so many years. At my dining room table was a vase filled with red roses, along with table settings for two people and a wrapped box.
"What the devil?" I asked. Suddenly, I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I spun around and saw Carlos standing behind me, a small piece of paper in his hand. "Carlos? What's going on?" He smiled.
"Jazz told me that you don't remember your last name or birthday," he said, as he handed me the paper. "So I did a little digging." Confused, I looked at the paper. I couldn't believe it- it was a birth certificate... my birth certificate. I looked at Carlos.
"How did you...?" He smiled.
"Jazz and I went to see that lawyer who handled your parent's estate," he told me. "He pointed me in the right direction." My attention was focused back on the certificate- my full name was on there, along with my birth date and my parent's names. A tear came to my eye as I read.
"Sarah Jo Cornell. Parents: Jesse James Cornell and Gina Marie Austin-Cornell. Born January 25th, 1986... I'm fifteen-years-old?" Carlos shook his head and nodded at a calendar- it was the 25th of January.
"You're sixteen-years-old." I was ready to cry. Thanks to Carlos, I now knew who I was. I looked at him, tears glazing my dark brown eyes.
"Carlos, I...," I said. "Thank you so much." He smiled, leaned over and kissed my cheek. He then walked over to my stereo, put in a CD and hit pause.
"This song reminds me of how I felt the first time you kissed me," he said. "It describes how I still feel. Sarah, would you like to dance?" I nodded as he pushed play. The music floated to my ears- a song I had heard long time ago.
"Girl, you're looking fine tonight. And every guy has got you in his sights. What you're doing with a clown like me, is surely one of life's little mysteries. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? Well I'm the guy who never learned to dance. I never even got one second glance. Across the crowded room, that was close enough. I could look, but I could never touch. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? Don't anybody wake me if its just a dream, 'cause she is the best thing that's ever happened to me. All you fellas you can look all you like, but this girl you see, she's leaving HERE with me tonight. And there's just one more thing I need to know: If this is love then why does it scare me so.
Must be something only you can see, but girl, I feel it when you look at me. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way?"
As the song ended, I looked at Carlos and smiled.
"I can answer that question for you Carlos." He gave me a puzzled look.
"You can?" he asked. "Which one?"
"The part about a clown like you being with a girl like me." My smile widened. "Out of all the other clowns who spent the day trying to impress me, my heart went to the one who was himself and didn't even try. I love you for you, Carlos- don't ever change." I kissed him again. And that's where I'm going to end this tale. Maybe someday there will be more, but until then, I'm going to enjoy my birthday.
"I guess I am what you humans call curious," Red Alert told me. "And it seems I have figured out what happened- the energon that was going through you managed to fuse itself into your veins." I gave him a confused look.
"Two questions," I said. "What's energon and how did it get into my system?"
"Energon is the main power source for Transformers," he replied. "As for how it got into your system, all I can guess is that enough was going through you at one time that it was forced to fuse with your... what's that red liquid called again?"
"Blood."
"Right, it was forced to fuse into your blood. And somehow the energon managed to absorb the blast from Demolisher, not causing you harm... you know, the 'dumb luck' explanation is starting to sound more reasonable." I smiled.
"That's what I was thinking."
Red Alert went on to tell me what had became of the laser cannon- Hot Shot and Optimus made sure it was destroyed- I would never have to worry about it again. In a way, I was kind of sad; if the cannon was gone, there was no reason for me to stay with the Autobots. Don't get me wrong, I liked my home back in the cave with all my stuff, but there was a family feeling at the base that I had never experienced before... and I liked it. That's when Optimus mentioned something to me.
"You know, Sarah," he said, making sure that Hot Shot was in listening range. "The room you're staying in right now isn't really in use. If you wanted to move some of your stuff from you cave into there and stay with us, we would love to have you." I was estatic and showed it by attempting to wrap my arms around Optimus' leg.
"Thank you sir," I said. "Thank you so much." Optimus chuckled.
"Not a problem, Sarah. Besides, I doubt Hot Shot is willing to let you out of his sight." I looked over at my big brother- he was grinning like an idiot. Then again, so was I.
"Hot Shot, Jazz, where are you taking me?" I asked for the zillionth time. It was about a week after Optimus said I could stay with the Autobots and I was riding in Hot Shot's front seat, along side Jazz, sporting a paisly cloth blindfold. Earlier at the base, I had been pulled away from a video game I had been playing with Rad by Jazz and Alexis. They led me over to Hot Shot, who was waiting in vehicle mode.
"What's going on?" I asked. No one would answer; Alexis merely tied the bandana around my eyes- I guess they didn't want me to know where I was going- and Jazz helped me into Hot Shot's seat.
"Okay, Hot Shot," he said. "Let's juice."
"You got it man!" Hot Shot replied and we started to speed off. That had to be over an hour ago.
"Is someone going to tell me what's going on?" I asked, rather impaitently. My companions just laughed.
"No can do, little sister," said Hot Shot. "The Jazz-Man and I are just part of the transportation crew. Either way, we promised not to tell."
"Who did you promise?" Silence- my methods of interrigation were not working. I sat back and waited for whatever to come.
"We're here," Jazz said moments later. Hot Shot pulled to a stop and Jazz helped me out. "Okay," he continued. "Count to ten before taking the blindfold off."
"Why do I have to count to ten?" I asked.
"Humor me." I sighed and began to count. As I counted, I heard the rumble of Hot Shot's motor- he was leaving. I hurried up and got to ten before ripping off the blindfold... and was shocked at what I saw.
I was at my old home- in the cave Jazz and I had shared for so many years. At my dining room table was a vase filled with red roses, along with table settings for two people and a wrapped box.
"What the devil?" I asked. Suddenly, I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I spun around and saw Carlos standing behind me, a small piece of paper in his hand. "Carlos? What's going on?" He smiled.
"Jazz told me that you don't remember your last name or birthday," he said, as he handed me the paper. "So I did a little digging." Confused, I looked at the paper. I couldn't believe it- it was a birth certificate... my birth certificate. I looked at Carlos.
"How did you...?" He smiled.
"Jazz and I went to see that lawyer who handled your parent's estate," he told me. "He pointed me in the right direction." My attention was focused back on the certificate- my full name was on there, along with my birth date and my parent's names. A tear came to my eye as I read.
"Sarah Jo Cornell. Parents: Jesse James Cornell and Gina Marie Austin-Cornell. Born January 25th, 1986... I'm fifteen-years-old?" Carlos shook his head and nodded at a calendar- it was the 25th of January.
"You're sixteen-years-old." I was ready to cry. Thanks to Carlos, I now knew who I was. I looked at him, tears glazing my dark brown eyes.
"Carlos, I...," I said. "Thank you so much." He smiled, leaned over and kissed my cheek. He then walked over to my stereo, put in a CD and hit pause.
"This song reminds me of how I felt the first time you kissed me," he said. "It describes how I still feel. Sarah, would you like to dance?" I nodded as he pushed play. The music floated to my ears- a song I had heard long time ago.
"Girl, you're looking fine tonight. And every guy has got you in his sights. What you're doing with a clown like me, is surely one of life's little mysteries. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? Well I'm the guy who never learned to dance. I never even got one second glance. Across the crowded room, that was close enough. I could look, but I could never touch. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? Don't anybody wake me if its just a dream, 'cause she is the best thing that's ever happened to me. All you fellas you can look all you like, but this girl you see, she's leaving HERE with me tonight. And there's just one more thing I need to know: If this is love then why does it scare me so.
Must be something only you can see, but girl, I feel it when you look at me. So tonight I'll ask the stars above, how did I ever win your love? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way? What did I do, what did I say, to turn your angel eyes my way?"
As the song ended, I looked at Carlos and smiled.
"I can answer that question for you Carlos." He gave me a puzzled look.
"You can?" he asked. "Which one?"
"The part about a clown like you being with a girl like me." My smile widened. "Out of all the other clowns who spent the day trying to impress me, my heart went to the one who was himself and didn't even try. I love you for you, Carlos- don't ever change." I kissed him again. And that's where I'm going to end this tale. Maybe someday there will be more, but until then, I'm going to enjoy my birthday.