Suds in The Bucket: Part 3

I would have thought that Alyssa would have spent the two days waiting for her parents to get there in complete and utter dread. Mainly because this is what I would have done my self. My ex drill sergeant father and a mother that I was convinced was some what hyper when she was mad would have typically come down on me with something that was akin to the wrath of God. The fact that they hadn't still had me some where between stunned and shocked. So I was convinced that she'd be the same way.

Wheeljack however turned out to be if not as clever as Optimus in the art of circumnavigation of problems; very skilled in keeping the girl's mind off of what was coming. I found this out the next morning when I came out to the main part of the base and found a her sitting there with her own laptop battling furiously in an on line game and Wheeljack standing behind her giving her tips and help in beating the snot out of the person she was engaged in slaughtering.

"Come on, that's it! A lil' more to the left!" he coached.

"I'm getting him, this moron isn't going to get away from me!" she crowed back.

Naturally in the environment that the ark presented, a bunch of guys running around and at least half of them with the mentality of college age, they were attracted to this like bees to spilled soda. And all of them where cheering her on with the gusto of the aforementioned age party.

I wondered out and found a very amused Optimus standing slightly off to one side with a grin buried some where under there.

"So what's she doing?" I asked as I walked up.

"Well she was on line for a while and went into one of the game rooms. There was some one in there bragging that they were the best and couldn't ever be beat no matter what."

"Oh lord," I had to shake my head at that one.

I was about to open my mouth to say more when from one of the lounges there rang out a wail of utter and complete defeat. Now for the most part the idea of hearing a transformer make a noise like that would be some thing that, I nor any one out there would ever wanna hear. It's a lot louder than, and powered by something with a greater vocal capacity than even the greatest opera singers. But this wail had a note to it that made every one rather than cringe away, go running to see what the problem was.
We didn't have to wait long. The problem was Sunstreaker, he came out of the lounge with the most tragic expression on that perfect face of his, I thought for a moment some one must have offed his brother. This however was proven false a few seconds later when a smirking Sideswipe emerged on his heals.

"HOW," Demanded Sunny, "HOW could any one out there on that miserable contraption ever possibly beat me at my game!!? MY game!"

He continued to fume his way in our direction. Alyssa discreetly looked up from her laptop and Wheeljack and all of the others wiped the grins off of their faces.

"What's the matter Sunstreaker?" She blinked at him innocently.

"Someone beat me at MY Game!" The gold Lamborghini screeched.

"Oh I'm sorry," She shook her head in a pitying manner, "Well maybe the next game you play will be better."

He walked off still fuming and she grinned evilly back at her laptop.
"Hehehe," She hit the save key, "Take that "Goldenglory."

Now I was about to crack up my self.

"You are impossible you know that?" I grinned at her, "Now you do realize what he's going to do to you when he realizes that you're the one that beat him?"

"Oh know very well what he's going to do when he finds out, and I plan on handing him his spoiler in a sack at any single game he challenges me to."

I rolled my eyes sky ward, "Well anything to keep you occupied, I suppose."

Optimus and I wondered off into the base, he had some things to take care of and I still wanted to get some kind of writing down on disk. So we both took of to try and get our respective jobs done. Why I thought it'd be peaceful was beyond me. I was proven right when we all heard Sunstreaker start up once he found out who Spitfire was.

"YOU!!" He glared down his nose at Alyssa.

She simply smiled at him and he spluttered at her. "You little…."

"I'll take you on any time any place golden rod!" she told him.

I wandered back around to see what the issue was and found Wheeljack there watching this with a very funny grin on his face underneath his face plate.

"Well what are you so smug about?" I asked him.

"Just happy that I've managed to keep her mind off of her parents coming here," he looked down at me, "Angel to be honest, I'm scared."

"Of what Jack?" I looked back from him to where Alyssa and Sunny were verbally having it out with each other.

"Well I'm just scared that she's …"

"She's going to listen to her parents and go with them?"

He looked down, "yeah."

I smiled up at him, "I wouldn't worry if I were you Jack. She very much wants to be here."

"I know I'm just having jitters I know," he shrugged.

I smiled up at him, "I think your doing a fabulous job of keeping it under control, and keeping her happy to."

"Hehe, well SOMEONE'S needed to take C-3PO down a peg or two for a very long time."

I grinned back at the argument, "Well she dose seem to have a lot of talent for putting those that need it in to their place don't she?"

He laughed over that one and we turned back to the argument that had now progressed into a discussion of which games and when they were going to be played. I heard it coming but I didn't believe that it was possible, but there was Sunstreaker ticking off games on his fingers and telling demanding that she play all of them against him at some point in the near future.

"Oh no, first practical joke invasion and now a gaming tournament," I turned and pointed at the arguing pair, "Some one had better stop them before one goes and decides to challenge the other to DDR."

That got a couple of glares from the irate gamers and more than a few giggles from the surrounding crowd that was watching all of this. Still it took another ten minutes before the whole mess got settled and they decided what games were going to be involved. I finally got tired of listening to them and wondered off to go see what my bot was up to.

I found him nose deep in something and started to head out when he motioned me back into the office.

"Don't take off, I'm almost finished here." He motioned to the screen.

"Okay," I walked over and craned my neck to get a look at what was on his screen, "So what are you working on there?"

"This? This isn't any thing important really." I could see him grin.

"Come on, tell me what it is?" I flashed the patented puppy dog eyes look I'd learned from Alyssa.

"Well if you must know, I got put in charge of keeping track of the scoring."

"Scoring?" I looked at him at a loss.

"Of the little thing Alyssa and Sunstreaker have going on." He grinned at me again.

I felt my mouth fall open, "YOU got involved in that?"

"Involved in it, well I suppose that's one way of putting it," He looked up innocently.

I shook my head and leaned against his desk, "tell me, have you actually been doing any work in here to day?"
"Hey, even I am allowed to have some fun. Least I'm not running the betting pool."

I shook my head over that one, "Don't wanna know, not gonna ask."

He hit the last few keys on his screen and then shut the thing off, "Come on, we'd better get out there if we wanna get some good seats."

"For some reason this doesn't suit you at all you know that?" I grinned at him for a change as he changed size to meet mine.

"No probably not, but what can I say?" He shrugged innocently and I had to laugh at him.

"Silly thing," I grabbed him by the arm and gave him a good tug, "Well come on, lets go see this."