Kim Possible: Hidden in Plain Sight

by Futuramakid

DISCLAIMER: I own neither Kim Possible or any permutation of Transformers.

Drakken had managed to remove the inhibitor chip from Megatron, and fix him up a bit.

"Thanks, Doc," the robot said.

"Oh, no problem, partner," Drakken replied, "now, let's squish that bug..."

Elsewhere...

Kim was getting the feeling their was something different about this car. It began when she tried to rub what looked like a small red rust stain from the top of the car. It shook. It actually tried to shake her off. She managed to scrape off some rust, revealing the rest of the red on top of the car was either paint or a decal of some kind. It was an angular face. "What is that?" she wondered.

Meanwhile...

Motor Ed had found what was possibly the most righteous ride he had ever seen. It was a blue 18 wheeler, with red flames. The one thing holding it back was the trailer. It was just too boring. A flat metallic gray, and an odd logo. Unknown to him, this truck was about to slip through his fingers. The truck started to shift, and Motor Ed backed away. It drove out of his garage. "Thanks for the full tank," the truck yelled back, "but I run on stronger stuff." It drove off, toward Middleton, to rendezvous with his officer there, Bumblebee.

Back in Middleton...

Kim was in the drver's seat, driving with Ron to make out point, when she heard a hushed voice.

"Yes, Optimus... I'm sure he's here. I can detect it."

"What's going on?" Kim said aloud.

"I guess you deserve to know," the voice said, "get out, and I'll show you."

They did. The little bug began to shift. It's front end split in two, and emerged into legs. It made itself upright. A head popped out of the hood. It looked like an angular face, with a horned helmet. Out from the wheels, arms extended. It was now a robot.

"That is so cool," Ron said, "and for once, it's not going to hurt us!"

"I am Bumblebee," the robot said, "an Autobot. I come from a planet far from here, known as Cybertron. We and our enemies, the Decepticons, have been sent here, to Earth. The Decepticons, however, have chips inhibiting their transformation sequence. Some stayed here as guards, to fight them should they get free. They sought to overthrow us, and stamp out other life in the system. One of them is very near, I detect their Spark."

"Their... spark?" Kim said, puzzled.

"Sparks are what give our kind life. Like a fusion of your concept of a soul and a brain. I think it is Soundwave. He often is a sound device of some kind."

"You mean like a mePod?" Ron asked.

"Yes," Bumblebee said, "in fact, I believe your 'mePod', as you call it, is Soundwave."

"Awesome, my mePod's a robot!" Ron said.

"Ron, focus," Kim said, "it's an EVIL robot."

"Oh, right," Ron said.

"This is a most unfortunate turn of events. It has probably been sending this whole conversation to their leader, Megatron. We must leave. Drop it."

He transformed back into the yellow bug, and added, "and get in. We're going on a ride."