Author notes: well this is a new story about a femme. I know there are like
ton's of other stories about femmes but a lot of them are love stories.
Well my friend, this is not a love fic at all. Nope humor and action all
the way! And this little femme of mine is not just a plain ol' femme. And
like I said she's Little. I do not own Transformers Armada, only Shortstop.
And I will check over my stories for now on since I got all the complaints
from human for a week.
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The clicking of high heels to the ground, and a transformer stepping sound filled the empty hallway. The femme breaking the silence with her steps was a very dark purple color, with her torso being a light grey, and the BMW dark purple top cover being her chest plate. Her legs are not very long, with the BMW's back with the trunk and tires on the hind of her legs split into, so when she transforms they come together. Most of her height was made up of the heals on her feet. Her shoulders were a boxed shape with the Autobot Insignia on the right one. The part of her arms that trailed down from the boxed shaped shoulders was also a light grey until it met her elbow. Then it was boxed there two with it being colored the same dark purple. And her hands at he bottom of the boxed half of her arm was a dark black color with the figure tips pointed slightly in a feminine fashion. Her face was softer then a meches, with very bright red orange coloring for optics. The nose being a normal size, and her lips were coated with a very bright pink color. The shape of her helmet where it met her face was strait until it met the edge to bend slightly, into an arched shape that repeated on the other side of her face. With the backside of the helmet getting the round effect. She would only stand as tall as a one in a half story house, if there were such a thing.
She turned a corner sharply and stopped to look down it. "No one," she said in her normal voice, which is neither too sharp nor too low and has a ring in it. Something caught her eye. It was small and yellow with, red optics. She only got a glance of the being before it ran the corner to avoid her seeing it.
"Wait!" she called sprinting down the hall way to the corner the small yellow being had dashed behind and out of sight. She turned the corner to see the yellow bot jogging in place waiting for the doors of a somewhat large room to open. When the door's opened wide enough for him to fit in he dashed in, and was once more out of sight. By the time she had gotten to the doors they were all the way open now reviling the control room for the Autobot base.
"Now where is that little guy," she asked her self out loud looking for any trace of him. The femme walked to the middle of the room and stood there looking for any trace, then went to the far right corner where the tiny bot could of hid behind one of he computer consoles when a voice broke through the silent air.
"And just who are you?" the voice said. The femme turned around to face the voice. It was a mech that was not very tall him self, with his main color being orange and his torso blue. A crane occupied his right shoulder.
He must be a tow truck, the dark purple femme thought. "Names Shortstop," she said in her normal voice again.
"See where ya got you're name," He said. Shortstop crossed her arms.
"Well you aren't all that tall your self uh--," Shortstop she trailed off not knowing his name.
"Smokescreen." He said. "Why are you here? Prime send for more reinforcements?"
"Yeah, I guess so," She said leaning back a little to look behind the computer console to see if the small bot was still there.
"If your looking for sparkplug, he's down there," Smokescreen pointed to a different computer and sparkplugs head was poking out from behind it. "Why were you chasing him any way?"
"I didn't know where everyone was so I just spotted him and wanted to ask," she said looking back. Smokescreen made a hand motion to Sparkplug telling him it was okay to come out.
"Well, Prime is going to want to talk with ya," Smokescreen said as Sparkplug walked out. "So common follow me." He said walking out with Shortstop behind him.
"So just how many of you guy's are there?" Shortstop asked.
"There are 8 including me," he responded stopping in front of another door and waiting for it to open.
"And I bet they're all . . ." she didn't have to continue seeing how the other 7 of the Autobots where in the room with prime. "Well that answer's my question about being the only femme." The kid's were also in the same room as the bots.
"Hey who's the short girl behind you Smokescreen?" asked an a very yellow bot. Before Smokescreen could answer, Shortstop cut in.
"I prefer the term vertically challenged," she said putting her hands on her hips and leaning her weight on her left leg. "And my name is Shortstop." Fred let out a yelp as Billy slugged him in the shoulder.
"Slug Bug no tag backs!" Billy cried out laughing and pointing to Shortstop.
"Slug bug no tag backs?" asked Sideswipe watching Fred rub his shoulder.
"You say that when you see a slug bug and you slug the nearest person beside you," Rad said.
"And I'm a slug bug?" asked Shortstop. Rad nodded.
"Well it might not be what you call your vehicle mode but that's what we like to call it," He said.
"Oh," Shortstop said not sure of what to say to them now.
"Is a femme a girl transformer?" asked Alexis.
"You could say that," Shortstop said turning her bright red orange optics to Alexis.
"Finally I'm not the only girl around her any more," She said sighing out of relief.
"Shortstop you are my new recruit aren't you?" Optimus had finally spoken. Shortstops attention went to the commander. She nodded and saluted.
"Sorry it took me so long to get here," She said apologetically. "The Decepticons had wired a tracking system to the warp gates back on Cybertron. So no one could warp until we made sure it was taken out."
"A tracking device eh?" Optimus said thinking about it, but then put it aside for later. "That's quite all right, Shortstop." Shortstop's attention however went back to the kids.
"So what are your names?" she asked them bending down and folding her arms over her knees.
"I'm Carlos," Said the boy with black hair. "And these are my friends Rad, Alexis, Billy, and Fred."
"Well it's nice to meet some one shorter than me," Shortstop said and quickly added, "no offence though." They continued to ask questions and she answered them. Occasionally she would ask a question her self. Then she stood up and looked back at Prime.
"And can I learn all of their names two?" she asked pointing to the other Autobots.
"If they want to tell you go right ahead," He said. She looked at the tallest Autobot.
"Hey I think I know you from somewhere," Shortstop said trying to remember where she saw his face. "Your that bounty hunter, Scavenger, right?"
"I don't do a lot of bounty hunting any more," Scavenger said with his arms folded like usual.
"Oh," She responded. "Well I don't recognize any one else."
"Well I'm Hotshot," Said the yellow one with the sky blue eyes.
"Sideswipe," the one that looked like he had sunglasses on said.
"Redalert," He had a red cross on his head and also a red visor.
"Blurr," The blue Autobot with the wings on his helmet.
"Jetfire," Said the red gold and white bot that clearly turned into a space shuttle. "I thought you would recognize me since I am the second in command!"
"So you're the second in command Jetfire?"
"Are there any other Jetfires?"
"I don't think so."
"Then I'm Jetfire," he said folding his arms like Scavenger's. A few seconds after he folded his arms an alarm went off.
"What's that?" Shortstop asked. "A Mincon signal?"
"No," Optimus said looking at a computer monitor. A black figure was walking down one of the hallways of the base. "It's an intruder alarm."
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cliff hangers are fun! Well did you like it? Did you hate it? IS IT DRIVING YOU INSANE FROM ALL THE FEMME'S COMEING TO THE ARMADA WORLD?? If so tell me about it in a review ^__^! And remember, this is no love fic all right! It's pure humor and action!
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The clicking of high heels to the ground, and a transformer stepping sound filled the empty hallway. The femme breaking the silence with her steps was a very dark purple color, with her torso being a light grey, and the BMW dark purple top cover being her chest plate. Her legs are not very long, with the BMW's back with the trunk and tires on the hind of her legs split into, so when she transforms they come together. Most of her height was made up of the heals on her feet. Her shoulders were a boxed shape with the Autobot Insignia on the right one. The part of her arms that trailed down from the boxed shaped shoulders was also a light grey until it met her elbow. Then it was boxed there two with it being colored the same dark purple. And her hands at he bottom of the boxed half of her arm was a dark black color with the figure tips pointed slightly in a feminine fashion. Her face was softer then a meches, with very bright red orange coloring for optics. The nose being a normal size, and her lips were coated with a very bright pink color. The shape of her helmet where it met her face was strait until it met the edge to bend slightly, into an arched shape that repeated on the other side of her face. With the backside of the helmet getting the round effect. She would only stand as tall as a one in a half story house, if there were such a thing.
She turned a corner sharply and stopped to look down it. "No one," she said in her normal voice, which is neither too sharp nor too low and has a ring in it. Something caught her eye. It was small and yellow with, red optics. She only got a glance of the being before it ran the corner to avoid her seeing it.
"Wait!" she called sprinting down the hall way to the corner the small yellow being had dashed behind and out of sight. She turned the corner to see the yellow bot jogging in place waiting for the doors of a somewhat large room to open. When the door's opened wide enough for him to fit in he dashed in, and was once more out of sight. By the time she had gotten to the doors they were all the way open now reviling the control room for the Autobot base.
"Now where is that little guy," she asked her self out loud looking for any trace of him. The femme walked to the middle of the room and stood there looking for any trace, then went to the far right corner where the tiny bot could of hid behind one of he computer consoles when a voice broke through the silent air.
"And just who are you?" the voice said. The femme turned around to face the voice. It was a mech that was not very tall him self, with his main color being orange and his torso blue. A crane occupied his right shoulder.
He must be a tow truck, the dark purple femme thought. "Names Shortstop," she said in her normal voice again.
"See where ya got you're name," He said. Shortstop crossed her arms.
"Well you aren't all that tall your self uh--," Shortstop she trailed off not knowing his name.
"Smokescreen." He said. "Why are you here? Prime send for more reinforcements?"
"Yeah, I guess so," She said leaning back a little to look behind the computer console to see if the small bot was still there.
"If your looking for sparkplug, he's down there," Smokescreen pointed to a different computer and sparkplugs head was poking out from behind it. "Why were you chasing him any way?"
"I didn't know where everyone was so I just spotted him and wanted to ask," she said looking back. Smokescreen made a hand motion to Sparkplug telling him it was okay to come out.
"Well, Prime is going to want to talk with ya," Smokescreen said as Sparkplug walked out. "So common follow me." He said walking out with Shortstop behind him.
"So just how many of you guy's are there?" Shortstop asked.
"There are 8 including me," he responded stopping in front of another door and waiting for it to open.
"And I bet they're all . . ." she didn't have to continue seeing how the other 7 of the Autobots where in the room with prime. "Well that answer's my question about being the only femme." The kid's were also in the same room as the bots.
"Hey who's the short girl behind you Smokescreen?" asked an a very yellow bot. Before Smokescreen could answer, Shortstop cut in.
"I prefer the term vertically challenged," she said putting her hands on her hips and leaning her weight on her left leg. "And my name is Shortstop." Fred let out a yelp as Billy slugged him in the shoulder.
"Slug Bug no tag backs!" Billy cried out laughing and pointing to Shortstop.
"Slug bug no tag backs?" asked Sideswipe watching Fred rub his shoulder.
"You say that when you see a slug bug and you slug the nearest person beside you," Rad said.
"And I'm a slug bug?" asked Shortstop. Rad nodded.
"Well it might not be what you call your vehicle mode but that's what we like to call it," He said.
"Oh," Shortstop said not sure of what to say to them now.
"Is a femme a girl transformer?" asked Alexis.
"You could say that," Shortstop said turning her bright red orange optics to Alexis.
"Finally I'm not the only girl around her any more," She said sighing out of relief.
"Shortstop you are my new recruit aren't you?" Optimus had finally spoken. Shortstops attention went to the commander. She nodded and saluted.
"Sorry it took me so long to get here," She said apologetically. "The Decepticons had wired a tracking system to the warp gates back on Cybertron. So no one could warp until we made sure it was taken out."
"A tracking device eh?" Optimus said thinking about it, but then put it aside for later. "That's quite all right, Shortstop." Shortstop's attention however went back to the kids.
"So what are your names?" she asked them bending down and folding her arms over her knees.
"I'm Carlos," Said the boy with black hair. "And these are my friends Rad, Alexis, Billy, and Fred."
"Well it's nice to meet some one shorter than me," Shortstop said and quickly added, "no offence though." They continued to ask questions and she answered them. Occasionally she would ask a question her self. Then she stood up and looked back at Prime.
"And can I learn all of their names two?" she asked pointing to the other Autobots.
"If they want to tell you go right ahead," He said. She looked at the tallest Autobot.
"Hey I think I know you from somewhere," Shortstop said trying to remember where she saw his face. "Your that bounty hunter, Scavenger, right?"
"I don't do a lot of bounty hunting any more," Scavenger said with his arms folded like usual.
"Oh," She responded. "Well I don't recognize any one else."
"Well I'm Hotshot," Said the yellow one with the sky blue eyes.
"Sideswipe," the one that looked like he had sunglasses on said.
"Redalert," He had a red cross on his head and also a red visor.
"Blurr," The blue Autobot with the wings on his helmet.
"Jetfire," Said the red gold and white bot that clearly turned into a space shuttle. "I thought you would recognize me since I am the second in command!"
"So you're the second in command Jetfire?"
"Are there any other Jetfires?"
"I don't think so."
"Then I'm Jetfire," he said folding his arms like Scavenger's. A few seconds after he folded his arms an alarm went off.
"What's that?" Shortstop asked. "A Mincon signal?"
"No," Optimus said looking at a computer monitor. A black figure was walking down one of the hallways of the base. "It's an intruder alarm."
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cliff hangers are fun! Well did you like it? Did you hate it? IS IT DRIVING YOU INSANE FROM ALL THE FEMME'S COMEING TO THE ARMADA WORLD?? If so tell me about it in a review ^__^! And remember, this is no love fic all right! It's pure humor and action!
