Hotshot: *very excited that he was actually mentioned in a review and NOT
in the human part * *starts to babble on about it like it's never happened
with fan girls before * (yeah right . . .you all gawk at the over sized Hot
Wheel I know it ha-ha!!!.Another term, "Rainbow" know what it means?! Ha-
ha!!! ...God that was stupid back to the notes))
Brent: *pops some aspirin in his mouth * it's ganna be a LOOOOOOONG night .. .((I do not own Transformers: ARMADA, laugh at my skits with hotshot . . . I dare ya, boost his pride-COMMON!!!)) (*Went trigger happy with the Caps Lock *) (and for all you people who are just tuning into my human for a week story, why not go check out the website that inspired me to write human for a week itself.lol well it was Bumblebees artwork, of all the bots human. Well come on, give the guy credit, go see 'em!!)
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Human For a Week (Rewrite)-Chapter 2
Red alert and Hotshot were still in their same positions from when we left off. (Narrator like voice saying that line-so use your imagination.*sarcasm * only story that asked you that right?) Hotshot was relieved that he wasn't the only one human, but then it terrified him that if only the Autobots on earth were human then the Decipticons would have no problem enslaving the mincons on earth. Suddenly a grey glove came into Hotshot's view. It was Redalert's hand.
"Need a hand getting up?" Redalert's voice was still frightened from what Hotshot could tell but he nodded and took the offer. Redalert pulled Hotshot up to his feet and watched Hotshot rub his shoulder.
"Did I really knock you down that hard?"
"Well you were going top speed, I'd say yes," Said a little jokingly.
"I'm sorry, I could have sworn I saw someone running this way," Redalert peered past Hotshot down the hall. "And I just had to know if this happened to anyone else . . ." Hotshot looked over his shoulder to look two.
"Did this 'someone' have any familiar features? Or something that reminded you of another bot?"
"Hmm," Redalert seemed to be thinking. "He had golden hair...and a band on his head ...It reminded me of-OPTIMUS!"
"It was Optimus?" Hotshot could of never pictured their leader as a human before, this was going to be odd.
"Yes! It was him, nothing else could resemble that band on his head."
"Well we have to find him then!" Hotshot practically shouted. "He'll have a plan to fix this I'm sure!"
"But Hotshot what if he.doesn't." Redalert watched Hotshot take off down the hall before he had even finished his sentence. He sighed, "This kid's always jumping the gun."
* * *
Optimus ran almost with out tiring. He knew his way; it was just taking longer to get to the control room with his human legs. They were shorter, but long for a human. His hair was indeed golden and he wore the band with his ears covered with the cat like resemblance. His eyes were a darker blue then Hotshot's and more older looking then hotshots almost childish wide eyes. By this time his breathing was hard from running and he finally reached the control room.
"I have to all everyone here," Optimus quietly said to himself as the doors slid open so he could enter. "Everyone else must be a human two, it would be too ironic for just me to be the only one." He was panting slightly, trying to gain his breath back. He turned his head to where Alexis usually worked, there was an intercom hooked there in case the kids ever had to reach anyone in the base. "Perfect!"
He quickly ran to it, and his fingers danced across the touch pads. Soon a screen came up so he knew he was going to be broadcasted through out the base. He pressed a dark colored touch pad and began to speak.
"Autobots! I need all of you to report to the Control room admittedly!"
* * *
It was definitely Optimus' voice. Yet it was somehow different. It must have been because the transformer ancient of robotics was gone, Redalert thought coming to the conclusion. Hotshot must have some common sense because that was exactly where he was heading
"Common Redalert! Your to slow!" Hotshot called over his shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah," Redalert growled, he never could think with Hotshot's big mouth dragging him out of his thoughts like a cat finally seizing its prize mouse. Soon they reached the control room door, and waited for it to open. As soon as it did, Hotshot and Redalert saw their leader, at a very different point of view.
"Holy cow!" Hotshot exclaimed seeing his leader and knowing for sure because of the headband around his head. Optimus had already turned when hearing the door and was staring at them.
"Hotshot, Redalert?" Optimus asked looking at the two switching back in forth every few seconds as if watching a ping-pong match. They both nodded in union.
"Hey Optimus, do you have any idea how this happened?" Hotshot asked stepping forward a step. Optimus turned his head directly at him, this time not needing to look back at Redalert.
"No I'm afraid I-," Optimus was cut off by a sudden scream. The scream that belonged to Alexis.
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Hotshot: *going on about it still *
Brent: I___I Stop talking I'm out of Aspirin!!!!
Hotshot: well I never *looks offended and turns his back to him crossing his arms in a childish manner *
Brent: *holding head * Thank you .I knew if there wasn't a physical off button, there must be a mental one.now then, hope you liked this chapter, love supsnse sorry ha-ha! And thank you all for your reviews for my first rewrite chapter!!
R&R again Please. (Would you believe it, only *counts on fingers * Hotshot: *sighs * Moron.9 days 'till Christmas.''' Me: . . .Oh yeah! Well happy . . . er . . . Almost Christmas then. . . ))
Brent: *pops some aspirin in his mouth * it's ganna be a LOOOOOOONG night .. .((I do not own Transformers: ARMADA, laugh at my skits with hotshot . . . I dare ya, boost his pride-COMMON!!!)) (*Went trigger happy with the Caps Lock *) (and for all you people who are just tuning into my human for a week story, why not go check out the website that inspired me to write human for a week itself.lol well it was Bumblebees artwork, of all the bots human. Well come on, give the guy credit, go see 'em!!)
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Human For a Week (Rewrite)-Chapter 2
Red alert and Hotshot were still in their same positions from when we left off. (Narrator like voice saying that line-so use your imagination.*sarcasm * only story that asked you that right?) Hotshot was relieved that he wasn't the only one human, but then it terrified him that if only the Autobots on earth were human then the Decipticons would have no problem enslaving the mincons on earth. Suddenly a grey glove came into Hotshot's view. It was Redalert's hand.
"Need a hand getting up?" Redalert's voice was still frightened from what Hotshot could tell but he nodded and took the offer. Redalert pulled Hotshot up to his feet and watched Hotshot rub his shoulder.
"Did I really knock you down that hard?"
"Well you were going top speed, I'd say yes," Said a little jokingly.
"I'm sorry, I could have sworn I saw someone running this way," Redalert peered past Hotshot down the hall. "And I just had to know if this happened to anyone else . . ." Hotshot looked over his shoulder to look two.
"Did this 'someone' have any familiar features? Or something that reminded you of another bot?"
"Hmm," Redalert seemed to be thinking. "He had golden hair...and a band on his head ...It reminded me of-OPTIMUS!"
"It was Optimus?" Hotshot could of never pictured their leader as a human before, this was going to be odd.
"Yes! It was him, nothing else could resemble that band on his head."
"Well we have to find him then!" Hotshot practically shouted. "He'll have a plan to fix this I'm sure!"
"But Hotshot what if he.doesn't." Redalert watched Hotshot take off down the hall before he had even finished his sentence. He sighed, "This kid's always jumping the gun."
* * *
Optimus ran almost with out tiring. He knew his way; it was just taking longer to get to the control room with his human legs. They were shorter, but long for a human. His hair was indeed golden and he wore the band with his ears covered with the cat like resemblance. His eyes were a darker blue then Hotshot's and more older looking then hotshots almost childish wide eyes. By this time his breathing was hard from running and he finally reached the control room.
"I have to all everyone here," Optimus quietly said to himself as the doors slid open so he could enter. "Everyone else must be a human two, it would be too ironic for just me to be the only one." He was panting slightly, trying to gain his breath back. He turned his head to where Alexis usually worked, there was an intercom hooked there in case the kids ever had to reach anyone in the base. "Perfect!"
He quickly ran to it, and his fingers danced across the touch pads. Soon a screen came up so he knew he was going to be broadcasted through out the base. He pressed a dark colored touch pad and began to speak.
"Autobots! I need all of you to report to the Control room admittedly!"
* * *
It was definitely Optimus' voice. Yet it was somehow different. It must have been because the transformer ancient of robotics was gone, Redalert thought coming to the conclusion. Hotshot must have some common sense because that was exactly where he was heading
"Common Redalert! Your to slow!" Hotshot called over his shoulder.
"Yeah, yeah," Redalert growled, he never could think with Hotshot's big mouth dragging him out of his thoughts like a cat finally seizing its prize mouse. Soon they reached the control room door, and waited for it to open. As soon as it did, Hotshot and Redalert saw their leader, at a very different point of view.
"Holy cow!" Hotshot exclaimed seeing his leader and knowing for sure because of the headband around his head. Optimus had already turned when hearing the door and was staring at them.
"Hotshot, Redalert?" Optimus asked looking at the two switching back in forth every few seconds as if watching a ping-pong match. They both nodded in union.
"Hey Optimus, do you have any idea how this happened?" Hotshot asked stepping forward a step. Optimus turned his head directly at him, this time not needing to look back at Redalert.
"No I'm afraid I-," Optimus was cut off by a sudden scream. The scream that belonged to Alexis.
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Hotshot: *going on about it still *
Brent: I___I Stop talking I'm out of Aspirin!!!!
Hotshot: well I never *looks offended and turns his back to him crossing his arms in a childish manner *
Brent: *holding head * Thank you .I knew if there wasn't a physical off button, there must be a mental one.now then, hope you liked this chapter, love supsnse sorry ha-ha! And thank you all for your reviews for my first rewrite chapter!!
R&R again Please. (Would you believe it, only *counts on fingers * Hotshot: *sighs * Moron.9 days 'till Christmas.''' Me: . . .Oh yeah! Well happy . . . er . . . Almost Christmas then. . . ))