Hey people! Here is another chapter for all you awesome people out there! I love you all!
Disclaimer: I no ownie.
Chapter 5: Sector 7
After Sam told us that he had the glasses and that they were at his house, the autobots immediately transformed. They were going to take us to Sam's house. Mickaela and Sam got back into Bumblebee and I rode with Optimus.
I still couldn't believe he was here. My childhood friend. Someone who I counted on and needed and now he was here.
"I can't believe you're really here."I told him after a minute of silence.
"I understand. I find it nice to finally get to meet you. I wish we were here purely for a visit and not because of the cube."He said.
Yeah, it sucked that they were only here for the cube, but hey, at least they are here. I think that's all that matters, that I finally get to meet them. That I finally get to meet Optimus.
"Yeah, but really, I'm just glad your here. I'll help anyway I can too. You and the others are my best friends."I admitted.
But for some reason, my heart sank at the fact we were just friends. I mean, we were of two different species. So I guess being friends was all I could ask for.
But if that's the case, why does it feel so wrong and hurt so much?
"We all feel the same, my angel."He said.
I felt my heart sink a little more, knowing that he probably only thought of me as a friend. I did not understand my feelings. I mean, I know we've known each other for years, but he was so different from me and I him.
But I was never one to care about things like that.
"Yeah."My voice broke.
"Jenny, are you well? Your vocal processors sounded different than it should."Optimus asked, worrying thick in his baritone voice.
I swallowed the lump and my throat and released all thoughts of me and Optimus being more than friends.
"I am fine."I told him.
I knew he wanted to say more, but we had arrived at Sam's house.
I hopped out of Optimus and walked over to where Sam and Mickaela were.
"I need you to stay here, all right? You got to stay here and you're gonna watch them."I heard Sam tell Mickaela as I approached.
"Okay, okay."She said, waving him off
"All of them. Do you hear what I'm saying?"
"Yeah, okay, okay."
"Five minutes, all right?"
"Sam, we got it, go."I said, shooing him off.
He turned around and ran towards his house.
"Boys."I said, looking over at Mickaela.
She smiled and nodded.
"Can't live with them."She started.
"Can't live without them."I finished
We both started giggling.
"I fail to see what is so funny about you earlier statements."Optimus said though his radio.
He was right next to us with his window down, so we heard him perfectly.
"It's just a saying that most females say. Usually to other girls because their boyfriends, husbands, or guy friend did something stupid and/or annoying."I explained.
He seemed to understand.
"Humans have such strange sayings."
Mickaela and I both nodded in agreement. We were all silence after that, but after a minute, the others started to get restless.
"We need those glasses."Optimus said.
He transformed then. I couldn't help but stare in awe as he did so. I found it amazing to see how they were able to do that. But then I realized that if other humans saw that, they wouldn't be awed.
"Uh, Optimus, it's probably not a good idea to transform."i tried to explain.
Sam was talking to his dad when he noticed that they all had transformed.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"Sam asked, obviously frustrated. "No, watch the path!Watch the path! Watch the... Please, please, please."
Optimus, not paying attention, accidentally stepped on the fountain in the middle of Sam's yard.
"No, no, wait. No, no, no! Oh, no!"Sam tried to shout, but he was too late.
"Sorry. My bad."Optimus apologized and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Oh, I... You couldn't... You couldn't wait for five... You couldn't wait for five minutes?"Sam asked, looking around in horror at everything.
"I told you to just stay! Just stay! God!"Sam shook his head and then turned to me and Mickaela.
"I told you to watch them. I told you."
I put my hands up in surrender, trying not to show him how much I was laughing and Mickaela kinda rolled her eyes.
"Okay, you know what? They seem to be in a little bit of a rush."Mickaela said, also frustrated.
"Oh, this is bad. No!"Sam said.
Suddenly a little chihuahua came out the door, looking around at the giant robots. When we weren't paying attention, he went over to Ironhide and stuck up his leg, relieve himself on the temperamental robot.
"Oh, slag."I whispered.
"Mojo, Mojo! Off the robot! God!"Sam shouted, running over to his dog.
Ironhide looked down, disgusted at what was on him.
"Oh, wet."He growled, kicking the dog.
"No, no, no, no, no! Easy! Easy! Hold on! Hold! This is Mojo. This is Mojo. He's a pet of mine. He's a pet. Okay? That's all. If you could just put the guns away..."Sam tried to explain as he picked his dog up.
Ironhide had his guns pointed at the little chihuahua. I couldn't help but to find this whole thing hilarious.
"Put the... Put them away. Please."Sam begged, trying to keep Mojo away from 'Hide.
"You have a rodent infestation."Ironhide growled again.
"A what?"Sam said clueless.
- Shall I terminate?
"No, no, no, no. He's not a rodent, he's a Chihuahua. This is my... This is my Chihuahua. We love Chihuahuas! Don't we?"Sam tried to explain.
"He's leaked lubricants all over my foot!"Ironhide groaned.
"He peed on you? Bad Mojo. Bad Mojo! Bad Mojo! I'm sorry. He's got a male dominance thing. That's all it is."Sam said nervously.
Ironhide put his weapons away and shook his foot, groaning in anger and disgust.
"My foot's gonna rust."He groaned.
"All right. Okay, okay. Shut up and go hide! Just hurry."Sam yelled.
Optimus sighed, annoyed and impatient. But he pulled back.
"Autobots, recon."He said.
Sam sighed, before running inside to get the glasses. The bots pulled back and Mickaela and I joined them. But it didn't take long for Optimus to get impatient again.
"Time is short. You must help Samuel receive the glasses."he said, offering me and Mickaela his hand.
We carefully climbed into his hand as he lifted us up and took us to Sam's window. When Sam saw us, he immediately starting getting frustrated.
"Time is short."Optimus told Sam.
Sam helped Mickaela and I into the room, not looking to happy about. Hm, I thought teenage boys dream about having girls in their room.
"They really want those glasses."Mickaela said.
"Come on. What are you doing?"Sam asked us as he helped me in.
"We're gonna help you."Mickaela said.
He sighed.
"Okay."
He started to search around frantically.
"Please hurry."Optimus said through the window.
"Okay."Sam groaned. "Yeah, no, no. It's definitely gone."
"What do you mean?"Mickaela said.
"My glasses were in the bag. They were in the backpack and now the backpack isn't here."
"Well, they're gonna be pissed, so what do you wanna do?"I asked.
"So what I think you should do is you should... You should check this whole... This whole section here. Just give it a clean sweep, both of you, and I'll get the corner here."Sam ordered.
Mickaela grabbed a box that Sam tore out of her hands, looking scared . . . and a little guilty?
"Yeah, no, no, no. Not there. That's my... That's my private... Sorry. That's nothing."Sam freaked.
"You just... You just told me to look..."
"I know, but I didn't mean to look inside of my treasure chest."
That made me wanted to know what was in there. I searched all around, looking for them as I listened to them banter.
"You should be way more specific so I don't get in trouble in your room. I'm already stressed out enough."Mickaela groaned.
We continued to search frantically through his room with no success.
"Okay. What now?"I asked, looking over at Sam.
But Sam wasn't paying attention to me. He was looking out the window.
"Sam?"I asked as I approached the window.
I looked out the window and nearly died laughing. The autobots were all transformed in their alt. modes in Sam's backyard.
"No. No, no. No, no, no. This isn't hiding. This isn't hiding. This is my backyard, not a truck stop. Oh, God. Oh!"Sam groaned, looking ready to completely lose it.
He went back to searching again, grumbling. We searched the entire room from wall to wall, floor to ceiling, but found nothing.
"Sam? Sam, Sam, Sam, Sam."Optimus said.
He had transformed back again, so had the others and they were all standing around the back of the house,
"He's back here. Can't deal with this. I can't... What? Oh, no, no, no." Sam said, looking out the window.
Whatever he was staring at made him upset even more. I really didn't think that was possible.
"This is my mother's flower..."Sam groaned.
"Oops."Optimus said, looking apologetic at Sam.
"Okay, listen. You got to listen to me. If my parents come out here and see you, they're gonna freak out."Sam tried to explain. "My mother's got a temper, okay?"
"We must have the glasses."
"I know you need the glasses. I've been looking everywhere. They're not here. They're definitely not here."
Optimus groaned and shook his head.
"Keep searching."
"I need you to be quiet for five minutes. Ten minutes. Okay? Please, I'm begging you. You got to...
You're making a racket. I can't concentrate. You want me to look and I'm hearing..."Sam freaked.
"Calm down, calm down."Optimus made a surrendering gesture with his hands.
"You got to do something here. You got to do something here."Sam practically begged.
"Autobots, fall back."Optimus reluctantly said.
"Thank you. Please, for five minutes. Good? Good? Okay." Sam backed away from the window.
We all checked and doubled checked areas we'd already looked when the floor trembled and the lights went out. Sam groaned and looked out the window.
He sighed, but didn't say anything as he got back to work. He froze though when he heard someone calling his name.
"Sam? Sammy?"
One of the bots turned a light on and pointed into the room.
"Come on, hurry. Listen, we got a major issue in here. What's with the light? You gotta stop the light.
What's going on? Turn it off. You gotta tell him to shut it off."Sam once again begged.
"Sam, are you in there?"Sam's dad asked. "How come the door's locked? You know the rules.
No doors locked in my house!"
"You know he'll start counting if you don't open the door!"His mom shouted.
They finally turned the light off and Sam grabbed mine and Mickaela's arm. He pushed us into hiding and told us to stay there.
"One more chance. Five..."Sam' dad warned.
"Oh, dear."Sam's mom.
"Four. It's coming off the hinges, pal."
"He's counting! Sam, just open the door."
"Three."
"Oh, my."
"Two."
"He's counting."
"Stand back."
I heard Sam open the door.
"What's up? What's with the bat?"Sam asked.
"Who were you talking to?"Sam's dad demanded.
"I'm talking to you."
"Why are you so sweaty and filthy?"His mom asked.
"I'm a child. You know, I'm a teenager."
This whole thing was just getting weird.
"We heard voices and noises and we thought maybe you were... It doesn't matter what we thought.
What was that light?"
"No, what light? What? There's no light, Dad! There's no light! You got two lights in your hand!
That's what it is. Maybe it bounced..."
"There was light under the door."
"Look, you can't... You can't just bounce into my room like that. You got to knock. You got to communicate."
"We knocked for five minutes." We knocked.
"You didn't knock. You were screaming at me, okay? This is repression, what you're doing here. You're ruining my youth, okay?"
Mickaela and I exchanged looks, and started laughing silently.
"Oh, for Pete's sakes! You are so defensive! Were you masturbating?"Sam mom asked.
My eyes grew big and I looked over at Mickaela. She was looking as weirded out as I was.
"Judy."Sam's dad warned.
"Was I... No, Mom. Zip it, okay? No, I don't masturbate! That's not something for you to bring up."Sam sounded embarrassed because of us.
"That's a father-and-son thing, okay? Father-son thing."His dad said.
I wanted to die and I can only imagine how Sam felt.
"I mean, you don't have to call it that word if that makes you uncomfortable. You can call it Sam's happy time or... my special alone time..."She suggested.
"Stop."Sam begged. "Mom."
"I'm sorry. It's just been a weird night. I've had a little bit to drink."
"No, no, Dad."
"Yeah, well, we saw a light."His dad was stubborn. "I don't know where it was, but we saw it."
Suddenly the ground started shaking again.
"Earthquake! It's another one! Another earthquake! Get in the doorway!"Sam's dad yelled, running.
"Okay!"Judy shouted.
"Aftershock! Aftershock! Oh, I hate these. Got to ride it out. Ride it out! Quick, hide."
Suddenly the lights turned back on.
"Hey, the lights are back on."Judy said.
"Hide? What? Where?"
"Come on, get out of that tub."
"Can't you take safety seriously?"
"Good Lord, this floor is filthy, Sam."
Sam dad went over to the window.
"Oh, oh, man! Man. Oh. Oh, no! Look at the yard. The yard is destroyed. Judy? Better call the city.
We got a blown transformer! Power pole's sparking all over the place! Oh, man. Yard's a waste. Trashed. Gone. It's a wash. The whole yard."He groaned.
"You're kidding."Judy said.
"We heard you talking to somebody, Sam. We wanna know who."Judy demanded.
Mickaela and I shared a look before we both nodded.
"Mom, I told..."Sam started, but we interrupted him by standing up.
"Hi. I'm Mickaela."Mickaela said. I'm a... I'm a friend of Sam's."
"And I'm Jenny, also a friend of Sam's."I said.
Sam's parents both smiled and patted Sam on the back.
"Gosh, you're gorgeous. Isn't that the prettiest girl? Though the other one is a little scary looking."Judy said.
"She can hear you talking, Mom."Sam groaned.
"Thank you."Mickaela said.
"It's cool, I'm used to it."I shrugged.
Judy continued to giggle until she remembered something.
"Oh, my goodness. I'm sorry you had to hear our little family discussion about..."Judy started but let the sentence kinda hang there.
"Sorry that we're bugging you."Mickaela smiled.
"Do you have my backpack?"Sam asked, turning to his parents.
His face was red, which was kinda cute.
"Come on, hon. Let's go."Ron said, pulling Judy out.
"Oh, it's in the kitchen."Judy called.
"Oh, yes. Okay. Okay."Sam called, waving as his parents left.
"Your mom's so nice."Mickaela said.
"And not afraid to speak her mind."I interjected.
Sam just nodded before turning serious again.
"I want you to distract my parents while I slip out and get these glasses to them, okay?" Sam told us.
Me and Mickaela just nodded as we followed him downstairs, not expecting what was waiting for us downstairs.
(Wow, that took me all of study hall and an hour when I got home to write. So it took me two hours all together. Shows how much I love you guys! Anyway I hoped you like it and soon I'll have more romance. I'm not even close to being done with this story! Hope you like it and R&R!)