Thanx for being patient you guys. And thanx for reviewing ^_^ I won't
talk about them all but I believe I must answer one that brings something
to my attention.
I believe it was Flamstrike0, right? I don't remember so plz forgive me, Flame, if im wrong. But you mentioned something about me getting the order of the episodes and the appearance of the transformer Smokescreen wrong. Well, as I believe I've stated before, I am likely to do that just because A: Sometimes I switch episodes so they go along with my story line better, and B: I just don't have that great of memory in regards to what order things happen in.
I hope that answers your questions. Now, Disclaimers: I do not own Transformers or Kodak. Plz do not sue me. But I do claim Chopper, Trice and Emrial. You may only use them with my permission. Now, one with the story.
Chapter 17
A Major Static Cling Problem
Emrial yawned as the doors of her room hissed open. She stretched her arms up behind her head and breathed deeply, taking in the tranquility of the morning. She proceeded to walk down the well-known hallway to the med bay. She yawned some more as she continued plodding down the long corridor, then up the wall and unto the ceiling.
"Good morning." She yawned some more as she entered the med bay. "How's Trice doing?" She inquired of Red Alert as she looked down at the Autobot officer.
"Hmm?" Red Alert looked up at Emrial from her position on the ceiling. "How did you get up there?"
Emrial looked down at him funny. Then she suddenly awakened to realize that something was wrong. Why was she looking DOWN at Red Alert?
"Yahh!" She screamed as she fell flat unto the ceiling, trying to grasp the slippery surface. "Get me down."
Chopper giggled as she moved her blades into position and transformed into her flying mode. She hovered a few feet from Emrial's face.
Emrial looked over at Chopper, anger flashing in her eyes. "It's not funny!" She screeched.
"How on Cybertron did you get up there in the first place?" Red Alert repeated his question, not really fully paying much attention to Emrial's plight.
"I don't know." She sobbed. "Just get me down!"
Chopper continued to giggle; her metallic body shook with spasms of laughter.
"Grrr! Stop that!" Emrial lunged out to attack her friend, leaving the safe position of the ceiling.
"Uh oh." She said, as she looked straight down at the ground. She felt herself falling for a moment, and then suddenly she was sucked back up to the ceiling. She hung there like a magnet plastered to a refrigerator door. She tried to move her arm, but as soon as she lifted it it clung back to the metal ceiling.
Chopper grabbed her friend's arm and tried to pull with all her might, but suddenly she was drawn into Emrial like a big vacuum had sucked her up.
"Oof." Emrial grunted as Chopper stuck to her like a sock out of the drier.
"Bweee! Bweee!" Chopper began to beep furiously as she tried to free herself from her unfortunate predicament.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop squirming around!" Emrial pleaded. "Red Alert!" She whined.
"Hmm. That's odd." Red Alert scratched his chin as he looked up at clinging duo. "I wish I could reach you, but you're too high up." Red turned around and flipped a switch on the computer board. "Would everyone please report to the med bay? We have a situation here." He said over the comlink.
"On our way." Optimus's voice responded.
"What?" Emrial protested. "This is embarrassing enough! Why'd you have to call EVERYBODY? Why don't you just tell them to bring a whole TV crew with them? Let's just post this moment all over the world."
"We wouldn't do something like that." Red Alert smiled. "A regular camera and the internet will do just fine. This is, how do you guys say, a Kodak moment?" He pulled out a camera. "Say cheese!" The light on the camera flashed and the picture was taken.
"RRR! When I get down from here I'm going to kick your aft so hard you won't be able to sit for a week!" Emrial strained against the ceiling, tying even hard now to free herself.
Hot Shot was the first to arrive on the scene. He looked up at the trapped Chopper and struggling Emrial who was flinging threats down upon Red Alert. The yellow bot looked over at Red. "Why didn't you tell me something like this was going on? I would of brought my camera."
Red smiled, holding up his camera. "That's okay, I'll share the prints."
"Status report, Red Alert. What's going on?" Optimus commanded as he entered the room. He took one long look up at the ceiling. "What on Cybertron happened?"
"I don't know." Red Alert shrugged.
"Man. I should have brought my camera." Optimus muttered to himself.
"Already taken care of." Hot Shot reassured his leader.
"Would someone just get me down from here?!?!?!" Emrial hollered.
"Hey, hey. Take it easy." Hot Shot smiled. "Jolt, go get her." He motioned to his mini con.
"Noo!" Emrial was helpless to do anything as yet another metallic object became glued to her body. "Thanks a lot, Hot Shot." She remarked sarcastically.
"Oops." Hot Shot backed away behind his leader for protection.
"Hot Shot, you should learn to think before you take action." Optimus advised.
"Yeah, I think I know that now." He cowered farther out of sight.
"Why when I get down from here..." Emrial screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey, take it easy. That's not going to do anything." Red Alert tried to calm the ragging teen.
"Bwee dee deep." Chopper suggested to Emrial.
Emrial quieted. "You think that would work?"
"Dweep."
"Alright. If it's like the other stuff I've done all I have to do is concentrate, right?"
"Dweep."
Emrial drew in a deep breath and began to subdue her rage. She concentrated hard, closing her eyes tightly. She breathed in and out, and all was silent. Suddenly a greenish glow began to pulsate through her body. She felt herself falling away from the ceiling, but she did not open her eyes. She was in a deep trance and she didn't know what was happening.
"What on Cybertron...somebody catch her!" Red Alert suddenly blurted out.
"I got her!" Hot Shot ran forward, only to trip over med table and end up in a tangle with a bunch of scrap metal.
"She's going to fall!" Optimus ran forward, but he could not find a way past the mess that Hot Shot had made.
The mini cons, Chopper and Jolt tried to catch her, but they were knocked away by strong magnetic forces.
All stood in silence, watching with horror as Emrial slipped from the ceiling. The seconds seemed to be hours as she was hurled steadily headlong towards the ground.
"No!" Optimus whispered.
They all stood frozen in time as she fell with a weird crashing sound to the floor.
"Emrial!" Hot Shot was the first to break free from the shock. He scrambled out of the scrap heap and surged forward to find the girl.
He ran around the other side of a med bed to find her. He stopped, and stared with aw and shock at the same time. She hovered a few inches off the floor. Her hair waved as if in a breeze. The green glow grew larger, filling the room with an eerie light.
Optimus and Red Alert were soon beside him. No one moved to break the silence. Chopper rushed forward, stopping some feet away from her friend.
There was a haunting, pulsating sound that came from Emrial. It was steady, beating with her heart. The glow continued to grow, filling the room. The Autobots and mini cons were lost in the brightness.
Emrial opened her eyes...
Bum bum bum. What a cliff hanger, eh ^_^ ooh, I haven't even finished this story and I'm already planning the sequel. But this story isn't over. Not by a long shot. It has a long ways to go. I hope I will not disappoint you all. Plz review ^_^
I believe it was Flamstrike0, right? I don't remember so plz forgive me, Flame, if im wrong. But you mentioned something about me getting the order of the episodes and the appearance of the transformer Smokescreen wrong. Well, as I believe I've stated before, I am likely to do that just because A: Sometimes I switch episodes so they go along with my story line better, and B: I just don't have that great of memory in regards to what order things happen in.
I hope that answers your questions. Now, Disclaimers: I do not own Transformers or Kodak. Plz do not sue me. But I do claim Chopper, Trice and Emrial. You may only use them with my permission. Now, one with the story.
Chapter 17
A Major Static Cling Problem
Emrial yawned as the doors of her room hissed open. She stretched her arms up behind her head and breathed deeply, taking in the tranquility of the morning. She proceeded to walk down the well-known hallway to the med bay. She yawned some more as she continued plodding down the long corridor, then up the wall and unto the ceiling.
"Good morning." She yawned some more as she entered the med bay. "How's Trice doing?" She inquired of Red Alert as she looked down at the Autobot officer.
"Hmm?" Red Alert looked up at Emrial from her position on the ceiling. "How did you get up there?"
Emrial looked down at him funny. Then she suddenly awakened to realize that something was wrong. Why was she looking DOWN at Red Alert?
"Yahh!" She screamed as she fell flat unto the ceiling, trying to grasp the slippery surface. "Get me down."
Chopper giggled as she moved her blades into position and transformed into her flying mode. She hovered a few feet from Emrial's face.
Emrial looked over at Chopper, anger flashing in her eyes. "It's not funny!" She screeched.
"How on Cybertron did you get up there in the first place?" Red Alert repeated his question, not really fully paying much attention to Emrial's plight.
"I don't know." She sobbed. "Just get me down!"
Chopper continued to giggle; her metallic body shook with spasms of laughter.
"Grrr! Stop that!" Emrial lunged out to attack her friend, leaving the safe position of the ceiling.
"Uh oh." She said, as she looked straight down at the ground. She felt herself falling for a moment, and then suddenly she was sucked back up to the ceiling. She hung there like a magnet plastered to a refrigerator door. She tried to move her arm, but as soon as she lifted it it clung back to the metal ceiling.
Chopper grabbed her friend's arm and tried to pull with all her might, but suddenly she was drawn into Emrial like a big vacuum had sucked her up.
"Oof." Emrial grunted as Chopper stuck to her like a sock out of the drier.
"Bweee! Bweee!" Chopper began to beep furiously as she tried to free herself from her unfortunate predicament.
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop squirming around!" Emrial pleaded. "Red Alert!" She whined.
"Hmm. That's odd." Red Alert scratched his chin as he looked up at clinging duo. "I wish I could reach you, but you're too high up." Red turned around and flipped a switch on the computer board. "Would everyone please report to the med bay? We have a situation here." He said over the comlink.
"On our way." Optimus's voice responded.
"What?" Emrial protested. "This is embarrassing enough! Why'd you have to call EVERYBODY? Why don't you just tell them to bring a whole TV crew with them? Let's just post this moment all over the world."
"We wouldn't do something like that." Red Alert smiled. "A regular camera and the internet will do just fine. This is, how do you guys say, a Kodak moment?" He pulled out a camera. "Say cheese!" The light on the camera flashed and the picture was taken.
"RRR! When I get down from here I'm going to kick your aft so hard you won't be able to sit for a week!" Emrial strained against the ceiling, tying even hard now to free herself.
Hot Shot was the first to arrive on the scene. He looked up at the trapped Chopper and struggling Emrial who was flinging threats down upon Red Alert. The yellow bot looked over at Red. "Why didn't you tell me something like this was going on? I would of brought my camera."
Red smiled, holding up his camera. "That's okay, I'll share the prints."
"Status report, Red Alert. What's going on?" Optimus commanded as he entered the room. He took one long look up at the ceiling. "What on Cybertron happened?"
"I don't know." Red Alert shrugged.
"Man. I should have brought my camera." Optimus muttered to himself.
"Already taken care of." Hot Shot reassured his leader.
"Would someone just get me down from here?!?!?!" Emrial hollered.
"Hey, hey. Take it easy." Hot Shot smiled. "Jolt, go get her." He motioned to his mini con.
"Noo!" Emrial was helpless to do anything as yet another metallic object became glued to her body. "Thanks a lot, Hot Shot." She remarked sarcastically.
"Oops." Hot Shot backed away behind his leader for protection.
"Hot Shot, you should learn to think before you take action." Optimus advised.
"Yeah, I think I know that now." He cowered farther out of sight.
"Why when I get down from here..." Emrial screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Hey, take it easy. That's not going to do anything." Red Alert tried to calm the ragging teen.
"Bwee dee deep." Chopper suggested to Emrial.
Emrial quieted. "You think that would work?"
"Dweep."
"Alright. If it's like the other stuff I've done all I have to do is concentrate, right?"
"Dweep."
Emrial drew in a deep breath and began to subdue her rage. She concentrated hard, closing her eyes tightly. She breathed in and out, and all was silent. Suddenly a greenish glow began to pulsate through her body. She felt herself falling away from the ceiling, but she did not open her eyes. She was in a deep trance and she didn't know what was happening.
"What on Cybertron...somebody catch her!" Red Alert suddenly blurted out.
"I got her!" Hot Shot ran forward, only to trip over med table and end up in a tangle with a bunch of scrap metal.
"She's going to fall!" Optimus ran forward, but he could not find a way past the mess that Hot Shot had made.
The mini cons, Chopper and Jolt tried to catch her, but they were knocked away by strong magnetic forces.
All stood in silence, watching with horror as Emrial slipped from the ceiling. The seconds seemed to be hours as she was hurled steadily headlong towards the ground.
"No!" Optimus whispered.
They all stood frozen in time as she fell with a weird crashing sound to the floor.
"Emrial!" Hot Shot was the first to break free from the shock. He scrambled out of the scrap heap and surged forward to find the girl.
He ran around the other side of a med bed to find her. He stopped, and stared with aw and shock at the same time. She hovered a few inches off the floor. Her hair waved as if in a breeze. The green glow grew larger, filling the room with an eerie light.
Optimus and Red Alert were soon beside him. No one moved to break the silence. Chopper rushed forward, stopping some feet away from her friend.
There was a haunting, pulsating sound that came from Emrial. It was steady, beating with her heart. The glow continued to grow, filling the room. The Autobots and mini cons were lost in the brightness.
Emrial opened her eyes...
Bum bum bum. What a cliff hanger, eh ^_^ ooh, I haven't even finished this story and I'm already planning the sequel. But this story isn't over. Not by a long shot. It has a long ways to go. I hope I will not disappoint you all. Plz review ^_^