AN: So Miles will be getting a non-sentient car! Yay!
Holen-Snape: Still a secret so far! Happy you enjoy my story, and thanks for the review. ;)
Autobot Firekat: Mwahaha. That is all.
writergurl616: Have you ever watched Transformers:Animated? I think if Cyber ninja Prowl was put up against the twins he'd definetely kick ass a lot more concerning them.
LionLover190: I'm not sure it's so much a brank as it is just messing with their minds anymore, haha. But they're compiling a video for embarrassment to show the others.
Bookworm Gal: Barricade can certainly put his foot in his mouth sometimes, and concerning the plan with the twins, all will be revealed soon. MAYBE.
Rockubyebaby: That's fine, thanks for finally reviewing! I'm glad you like my story! :)
Fk306 animelover: Rachet/Mikaela Guardian and or friendship fluff? Hmm, maaaybeee. I do think Ratchet needs some helping hands, human wise. I also like Maggie/Ratchet friendship fluff, though.
They had just returned from the camping trip, and Miles was on the phone with his parents. Despite the fact that they could get connection because of the 'bots with them Will had said no because in a real experience if he didn't have a 'bot around he wouldn't have a connection. Prowl walked in to the human rec-room, seeing Bumblebee, Sam, Barricade, Jazz, and Epps.
Barricade sat in a lazy boy, while the other four were sitting on a couch, Jazz and Bumblebee competing in Mario Kart. Epps and Sam cheered their preferred 'bots on as Prowl walked closer, standing beside the couch. Miles soon came into the room, shoving the phone back into his pocket. Unknowingly he was scrutinized by Barricade and Sam respectively. They both noticed the odd look on his face, like he was torn between amusement and disbelief.
"What's up, buddy?" Sam asked, pretending not to notice the way Barricade tensed up as Miles moved closer to all of them.
"Sam…" For a moment he looked at a loss of words, not even glancing at Barricade. "I need you to teach me how to drive."
For a moment everyone froze, Epps and Sam looking at Miles with wide disbelieving eyes. Bumblebee quickly paused the game, joining Jazz in giving Miles an incredulous look. Prowl and Barricade looked torn between slight amusement and confusion.
"Wait, what?" Sam asked stupidly, continuing to stare at his friend.
Miles rolled his eyes, "My parents got me a car. Like the non-sentient kind. And you know what sucks? We both wanted cars so bad, but they pale in comparison to having a giant alien robot as a chauffeur. And since I've always been chauffeured instead of actually driving them, I just never learned. My parents think I know because I told them Officer Ticon was letting me drive his patrol car one time."
Sam had at least known how to drive before Bumblebee had revealed himself, having driven the mech home and with Mikaela inside of him. It made sense that Barricade and Prowl had never bothered letting Miles actually take control of them before, mainly because he knew they were alive and had no problem letting them do the work.
"You never told us you didn't know how to drive, Miles." Prowl said, slightly surprised. He had never imagined that the teenager hadn't learned just yet.
"Well it seemed kind of… personal, I guess. I've only ever been in the driver's seat of moving Cybertronians, never a non-sentient car unless it was stationary. I mean, I would technically be in control of your body in a way, even if you could take control back easily it would still be weird." He replied, pausing for a moment as he thought. "I've mainly only been behind the wheel of you and Barricade. Once with Bumblebee when he brought me to see Blurr. All of those times you guys just drive."
Sam glanced between the Decepticon neutral and his best human friend, noticing how he had said the 'cons full name instead of his affectionate nickname for Barricade. He tried not to sigh, realizing his friend was going to stay angry unless Barricade himself talked to him, and he wasn't sure if the mech would do that any time soon. For now, at least, it would seem like the two's relationship would stay uneasily at the edge of a metaphorical cliff.
"I believe none of us would mind teaching you if you asked." Prowl replied, Bumblebee and Jazz nodding at his statement.
"I don't know about that." Epps said, an amused grin on his face. "That'd be worse than a back seat driver. A driver that's all around you and could get pissed if you do something wrong badly enough to get them dented, or could just decide to kill you."
"I highly doubt any of us would yell or threaten him." Prowl retorted, then glanced at Barricade as if he was a last minute thought. "Well, most of us, anyway."
Barricade scowled, and Epps continued on as if Prowl hadn't said anything. "Still. Just the knowledge that you're sorta in control of another's body could freak the kid out, not to mention over half of you would baby him and not tell him if he does something wrong."
Miles finally spoke up again, voicing his own opinion. "I agree with Epps on this one, I'd like to learn with a non-sentient car."
"Non-sentient cars are dangerous." Bumblebee said, surprising Jazz and Epps by speaking up at all over the matter.
"I can't believe I'm saying it, but I agree with the insect and tight ass here." Barricade said, adding his own two cents.
Sam laughed, "And you guys are safe? Some how I think we could find more interesting ways for a Cybertronian to kill a human on accident, never even going near on purpose, compared to a car where it'd be running over the person or they were in an accident."
Bumblebee was about to protest, but Jazz cut him off. "Ah agree with tha squishies, Bee and Prowler. Ah think they should both learn with non-sentient vehicles."
"Ha!" Miles grinned triumphantly. "That's four against you and Prowl, I think we win."
Whether he purposefully or accidentally left Barricade out Sam couldn't tell, so he just shook his head. "Did they say what kind of car they got you?"
"No, but I heard mom muttering in the back ground about it being a metal death trap. Kind of like Judy when your dad got you Bee." Miles replied, still grinning.
Bumblebee made an indignant sound. "I was not a metal death trap, thank you!"
"Even I have to admit you looked like one, Bee." Sam said laughing.
"For all the world it seems like you guys like to look good. Holoforms, your vehicle alt mode of choice. Except your first one, Bee. Every time I think of that it just ruins the whole idea." Miles teased, smirking.
Bumblebee huffed, "I'm never taking either of you anywhere again."
"Miles will have his own car, so if you hold out on me I won't need you!" Sam said, laughing.
"Ohh, gonna be cheated on with a non-sentient, Bee. How does tha' make ya feel?" Jazz asked, smirking.
Bumblebee grumbled under his breath, but didn't give them a reply. Epps and Jazz snickered.
"If it makes you feel any better, non-sentients are soooo last year." Miles drawled, grinning. "I have half the mind to call my parents up and demand a Cybertronian instead."
Sam snickered, "Hey, maybe your new car will pull a Bee."
"Primus, I hope not." Miles replied, laughing. "I still remember that phone call you gave me! You sounded insane. Besides, there's enough of you Cybertronians running around as it is."
"That was when I thought Bee was pulling a Christine or Satan's Camaro, not giant alien robot from outer space." Sam grumbled good naturedly.
Miles laughed, "See, you were worried your first car was alive and what to do about it. I'm going to be worried about mine not being alive and what to do about it. Find myself treating it like a Cybertronian, probably talk to it and name it."
"You gotta bring it here so we can help you name it! Maybe we could even use it to haze the newbies. Say it's like that Mountain Dew Dispensor thing and it's extremely sensitive since it can only be a car and that's it." Epps said, grinning.
"Hey, there's one thing you should be thankful for." Bumblebee cut in, laughing lightly. "'Cade never opened the door for you so you aren't used to that. I've seen Will get angry at a non-sentient car for not opening the door until he remembered it was non-sentient."
Miles snorted, "Ha, I remember that! And I'll always buckle. Barricade very rarely buckled me up, but he'd always remind me to because it's the law."
"Tha only trouble ya might' 'ave is following' the speed limit." Jazz said, grinning.
"Yeah, you guys definitely have issues obeying those." Sam replied, laughing. "I actually think it'd be good if we have a crash course on non-sentient cars for those who have been around the Cybertronians the longest."
"Everyone in NEST is going to be so screwed up with non-sentient cars. I know I treat mine like it's alive. Haven't named it just yet, thankfully." Epps added, turning off the game Jazz and Bumblebee were playing.
"My dad and me can teach you when we go back home." Sam said, then paused at he glanced at Miles' ears. "Well, when you return home. Or get a hat that covers those things effectively."
"Speaking of those, are the nanobots doing anything?" Epps asked. "I asked the Hatchet but he said patient doctor confidentiality bullshit."
"I can see in the dark better, and I think my hearing's getting a little better." Miles replied, shrugging. "Maybe some other crap. If there's a nice sunny spot that I'm in I tend to get sleepy for a cat nap."
"Personally I'm hoping you at least keep the ears. They make you look so cute." Sam teased, grinning when Miles glared at him.
Miles huffed, "I'll make sure to tell Wheeljack to make you a pair then."
Epps snickered, "Order a pair for Will too, would you? I'd love to see Sarah's face when she saw 'em."
"Maybe it'll spice up their sex life. Have him as a big strong lion." Miles replied, grinning as Sam and Epps burst out laughing.
"I remember the first time Ironhide heard them doing it. He panicked because he thought Will was hurting her and had gone insane, so he transformed and broke open the window. Needless to say he got the birds and the bees talk, and was thus banned to the end of the driveway for a month." Epps said lowly, glancing around to make sure Ironhide or Will were no where in sight.
Miles started to crack up, and Sam just continued to laugh. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker came into the rec-room, quickly going over to Miles. They looked slightly uncomfortable, and just grabbed Miles by the arm, attempting to drag him out.
"Hey, what?" Miles asked, confused for a brief second.
"We need that information." Sideswipe stated.
"What? Oh!" Miles exclaimed, looking to see Prowl winking at him. "I was busy talking! Can't it wait?"
"No." Sunstreaker growled, dragging Miles out of the room.
Barricade looked to Prowl, "What the slag was that about?"
"Nothing important." Prowl stated.
"Nothing important my aft. It's the twins, they don't kidnap people for no reason." Barricade replied with a growl.
"I'm his Guardian, Barricade." Prowl drawled. "And I'm not worried about it. So you shouldn't be either. Now if you'll all excuse me, I have work to do." He quickly left, not bothering to look to see what his words may have done.
Sam winced when he heard Barricade snarl, looking at the 'con to say something only to watch him disappear out of sight. He sighed, "How quickly do you think this thing will work out?"
"Decepticon stubbornness going up against a stubborn teenager?" Epps asked, shrugging. "Don't have a slaggin' clue." The otheres nodded their heads in agreement.
Days passed and Miles finally got the ears and tail removed, and was put on minimal activity just in case it had any repercussions. He was thankful for their removal, but Ratchet hadn't been able to figure out anything for the nanobots yet. He didn't mind them as much since their effects weren't so visible, and he told Ratchet not to worry about them since they did benefit him slightly.
It was a late Saturday night, horror movie night, and Sam, Miles, Mikaela, Maggie, Will, Epps, Jazz, Bumblebee, Blurr, Barricade, Prowl, and Ironhide were in the human rec-room, watching Dawn of the Dead. Sam and Mikaela were sitting side by side with Bumblebee at their feet, Miles was in between Blurr and Prowl, and Will, Maggie, Epps, Jazz, and Ironhide sat on one couch together. Most of them were surprised when Sunstreaker and Sideswipe burst in to the room.
"Barricade, Prowl! Miles, he-" Sunstreaker started, but Sideswipe cut him off.
"He just died! We couldn't even do anything!" Sideswipe exclaimed. Both sounded slightly hysterical.
"Primus damn it!" Miles said, causing the two to notice him and stare at him in shock. "I forgot all about dying and you two not being able to do anything about it! You slaggers!"
They stared at him in shock. "But you-! But-!" They said as one.
Barricade glared at the two. "Miles has been with us all day." They might not be on talking terms, but that didn't mean they hadn't been in each other's company. Even if the two weren't currently talking a lot of people, and Cybertronians, treated Barricade as his Guardian, usually forgetting about Prowl for the most part.
"Sunstreaker, Sideswipe, what do you hope to achieve with this lie?" Prowl asked, ignoring the grin Miles gave him.
"But we're not! He really did!" They protested together.
"Get it on video? There's cameras in every hall, and on the outside of the buildings." Maggie said, not jumping to their defense, but not disbelieving them either.
"Yeah!" They exclaimed, grabbing Miles and practically carrying him out of the room. "We'll show you that you did!"
"I don't want to see that!" Miles protested weakly, knowing he had no chance of escaping one, let alone both of them. He sent a pleading look over his shoulder, though it was mostly aimed at Prowl, who he was sure had gotten him into this.
Sam, Prowl, Barricade, and Bumblebee got up and followed the twins as they carried Miles down the hall between them. They walked to the control room, Prowl taking over and asking the twins where and when. He accessed the file and brought up the recording, playing it until it suddenly went white with static. They could still hear the twins as they were shocked, though.
"Oh, haha. Very nice, you guys." Sam said sarcastically, ready to turn to glare at them but stopped when the recording fuzzed out slightly and showed the blurry shapes of Sunstreaker and Sideswipe in bipedal form with a smaller shape near them. "Used a holoform to stay consistent, cool."
"But, we didn't… it was…" They weakly protested.
Miles shared a look with Prowl before turning back to the twins. "That's almost funny. I would be laughing if you would have used what I told you on Sam, but he doesn't remember it that much anyway."
Sam only knew that Miles was messing with the twins, but not that Prowl was involved too. He made a face, "Bee would freak out so badly on your afts."
Sunstreaker snorted, "We wouldn't fake your death. We'd really kill you." Sideswipe nodded in agreement.
That seemed to be the wrong thing to say because Bumblebee proceeded to chase both of them out of the room, yelling half hearted threats after him. Sam snickered, watching as Miles leaned up against Prowl and whispered in his holoform's ear. He noticed Barricade watching the interaction, too. He knew it was probably over whatever Miles was doing to mess with the twins, but he was fairly sure Barricade didn't.
"Okay, you have got to show me what the slag you did to them, and tell me how! You were with me the whole time!" Miles hissed softly into Prowl's ear, barely speaking at all knowing that Prowl would be able to pick it up.
Prowl grinned slightly, "Patience. We have company."
"That sounds… wrong." Sam said, desperately trying not to laugh.
Miles made a look before grinning. "Jealous, Samual?"
"You know it, babe." Sam replied, laughing. Prowl gave them both a look and left the room, muttering just loud enough for them to hear him complaining about illogical human teenagers. They both laughed.
Miles looked at Sam and winked. "Don't worry, I'll show you the video once we're done putting it all together." He said before chasing after Prowl.
Sam looked to Barricade, "Is it just my teenage mind, or does everything sound slightly sexual lately?"
"It's just you." Barricade growled, leaving the room.