AN: Hola, como estas? I've been writing this while we drive back home to Washington. ^^ So the chapters come easily. Or at least the first two or three. X3 I guess I really don't have much to say. I could make this a journal of sorts….WELL, WE STAYED IN A HOTEL. The pillow were like clouds…or…some sort of heaven…. OH EVERYTHING IS JUST WOOOOONDERFUL. And these clooothes! That reminds me, Motoko/Miranda, (me), is gonna have a loooot of 'ecstasy' moments. XD Enjoy!~
Chapter 2: RAGGLE FRAGGLE!
Motoko and Ivy stared up at the giant base in awe. "Look at it…in all of it's glory…." Motoko said to her sister, as the other robots drove up. "It's like…heaven on Earth."
"Yeah…I know what you mean." They were both veeery ditsy from the ride. Full of fantasy and dreams, even though they didn't sleep. Ivy obviously dreaming of all the awesome adventures they'd have with the Autobots, and Motoko dreaming of….stuff. Random stuff. Like…cows flying or something out of the ordinary. Sadly, Bumblebee didn't really say anything the entire trip, so that was a BUMMER. …It's a bummer for the hummer.
The Autobots transformed into their epic robot modes and stood in the base. Without realizing it, the two girls had followed them in, while still looking around in amazement, their eyes twinkling. "Ah…ladies. I heard about you two from Lennox." A guy walked over and shook hands with them. "My name is Sam." He looked different then he did in the movies….then again, that wasn't real life, AND THIS IS!
The two took turns shaking hands with him in excitement. "WOW, IT'S SAM WIL-HICKY FROM THE MOOOVIIIIEEEEEES!" Motoko screamed in delight. Her sister and Sam had to cover their ears, that's how loud she was screaming it. Ivy put a hand on her sister's shoulder and stepped forward.
"It's Sam Witwicky…" She looked back to Sam. "I'm Taylor, but I'd preferred that you call me Ivy." Then she motioned to her sister, who was probably having fits on the floor. "And that is my INSANE sister Miranda, but she would like for you to call her Motoko." Sam nodded.
"Nice to meet you two." Motoko was helped up by a soldier. "I hope you two prove yourselves this weekend when the tests are given out for you." Someone called his name, and he turned to see who it was, then back to them. "I gotta go. See you guys later!" He jogged off with the two girls waving, their eyes dreamy. No no, not dreamy to WIL-HICKY, dreamy to their DREEEAAAAMS. This, is…just…INSANE.
Ivy turned back to the robots who were either going down a certain hallway, or off to a bigger hangar. She grabbed Motoko's wrist and pulled her away, down the hallway injured robots were going. They eventually wandered into the 'Med-Bay', and stared around. Ratchet was tending to other Autobots, even though he himself was hurt badly. Motoko clasped her hands together. "Awww….Wrenchy-chan always looks after others before himself! How sweeeet."
"I thought the Hatchet was a mean old grump…but it turns out he has a kind spark!" Ivy giggled lightly, saying it with enough Projection for the Med-Bot to hear. Motoko didn't need to use projection, her voice was loud enough. And…seriously. They were both turning out like the 'dynamic duo', as a lot of people called them. A.k.a., the Lamborghini twins. (I did NOT need a spell check to spell Lamborghini. ;D) Sunny and Sides. HEHEHE. Funny stuff.
A wrench flew at them with immense speed, and the great force struck the floor between them as they moved slightly, their eyes wide. They stared at the tool stuck in the floor, and looked back up at the yellow Med-Bot. He didn't look for happy, or in the mood for jokes. "You two….you better keep quiet, or else that wrench will be shoved somewhere else!" They backed up slowly. Motoko turned and tugged the over sized Wrench from the floor. It proved difficult, but she managed to get it loose and drag it over to the big robot.
"Sorry for being sooo rude Wrenchy-chan, here's your wrench back." Ratchet stared down at the little human and picked his wrench back up. Ivy wanted in on that action and came over, pushing Motoko out of the way.
"Hey Hatchet?" She called up to him. Her sister grumbled and crossed her arms, obviously not liking the rude demeanor of Ivy. Ratchet looked back down at Ivy, his face obviously showing impatience.
"Can't you see that I'm busy? And stop calling me Hatchet." He turned away, not acknowledging her calls of his nicknames and rude comments about him being old or scrap metal. He continued to tend to his patients as Motoko tugged her sister away, eyes wide.
They walked out of the Med-Bay, and the doors closed behind them. "You don't need to be rude just to get a laugh. Even though I shouldn't be talking, since I do it at school and in the studios all the time. But we should be honored, not be mean to our saviors. I know all those fan fictions have turned you into this kind of person, and just so you know, Ironlard and Wrenchy won't be perverted like in that one fan fiction. Even though you hope for it." Motoko put her hands on her hips and sighed. Ivy stared at her, her hands behind her back as she stared at the ground.
"You're right…" Motoko's eyes bulged in surprise.
She blew streamers and sparklers into the air. "SHE FINALLY ADMITS IT! SHE FINALLY DID! I'M RIGHT I'M RIGHT I'M RIGHT! SOMEONE COME IN AND DO A VICTORY DANCE WITH ME!" Motoko spun on her heels happily, waving a ribbon with her randomly. People stared at the mess around them and at the girl dancing around her sister. "I'm riiiight." A hand grasped hers gently and spun her around like a Ballerina.
"Sure ya are." The guy smiled. He had light, chocolate brown skin, and a deep voice. He was handsome, even though he looked like that one guy…who sings and raps and stuff. Motoko stared at him and stopped dancing, her eyes wide. It would take an idiot to NOT know who this was. I mean…he liked to dance right?
"Y-you're Jazz, right? Holoform and all?" Motoko stammered, blushing as she did so. Which is funny, because she had never felt her cheeks actually grow hot, and see her pale cheeks red in the man's sunglasses. She had only heard of it from the books 'n stuff. Jazz nodded and smiled at her, then looked to her sister and waved. "Oh! I'm Miranda, but please call me Motoko. And this is my sister Taylor, but call her Ivy."
"Nice ta meet ya two. I'm glad you knew who it was right away, which most don't." They both tilted their heads in confusion, and the looks on their faces made Jazz chuckle. "Well we're takin' a break in da Rec. room, would you two like ta join us?"
Ivy blinked and took a step closer to her sister. "Are you all in your holoforms?" Jazz nodded slowly and stared at her. Ivy seemed slow…and boring. That's because she is. Motoko thought, snickering lightly. Jazz moved his gaze to Motoko for a split second before turning around, and moving forward. The two girls took that as a motion to follow him, so they did and he seemed rather fine with it. Like they should be. So yay!
Motoko bounded past Jazz and Ivy into the Rec. room like a three year old. "WOWEE GEE! A NOISE NORTH FROM HERE! Let's go investigate!" Ivy rolled her eyes as her sister ran forth. Hyper day in and day out. Isn't she to old for that..? She thought, sighing. Jazz put a hand on Ivy's shoulder, making her look up at him.
"You're never ta ol' for nothin'." Jazz smiled, making Ivy's eyes widen. Oh great, they can read thoughts. Then again, it was probable, seeing as humans had such simple Processors, er…minds. Ivy mentally slapped herself and watched as her sister plopped herself next to who seemed to be Sunstreaker, his alt form next to him.
"Sup, sunny-cakes?" She lounged back on the couch like a boy would, making Sunstreaker move away slightly as he stared at her like she was a giant germ. "What? You got a problem with me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are! Just look at you! You're dirty!" Motoko stared at herself in the portable mirror she carried around in her pocket. She took out a hairbrush and brushed her short hair down. Silky smooth and a beautiful shine. Her skin was pale as ever, her eyes big and blue, slowly transitioning to grey. She looked back at Sunstreaker with an eyebrow raised.
"You're such a prissy. I hate people like you. Not only do you disgust me AND other people, but you annoy the people that work around you. You're so self-centered, AND self-interested that it's not even funny anymore. It might've been funny when you were a little Sparkling, playing with your girly toys like Barbies and Littlest Pet shop, but you're too old to be watching Dora the Explorer. You need to mature and act your age, not your height. Which is like…10 feet? And how old are you? Like 200? Seriously kid, grow up. Germs are a part of life, germs are in the Energon you live off of, and germs also grow on that sleek shine of yours." Motoko stood and traced a finger over the amazing yellow car. Sunstreaker didn't say anything, but stared wide-eyed at her, and a look of awe was on his face.
Sunstreakers twin, Sideswipe, whistled from behind his brother. Sunstreaker stared up at his brother, obvious hurt in his eyes. He was still speechless, but Sideswipe was obviously glad he didn't get such a hurtful lecture. Motoko wasn't smiling, which meant she wasn't triumphant she told off the rude robot. She was speaking the truth, obviously, and even Sideswipe knew that. The other Autobots in holoform stood around, clapping for Motoko. Ivy just stared at her sister, wide-eyed. Holy crap Miranda! She gasped in her mind.
Jazz was chuckling as he leaned against the wall. Motoko sat on Sunstreakers hood and smirked finally, not getting a peep from the robot. "Finally someone put that ingrate in his place." She turned her head to Ironhide, who came from the corner. Motoko brushed back her hair and got off of the hood and crossed her arms to Ironhide as he came forth. Ivy came over and stood next to her sister, and stared intently at Ironhide. He raised a eyebrow and looked back at Motoko. "I'm surprised he didn't yell at you for sitting on his hood."
"Mmm…I wouldn't blame him. All he gets from 'dis, FIIIINE bootay is it being placed firmly on his paintjob." Motoko looked back at her sister, who was chuckling. She giggled and looked behind her at the silent Sunstreaker. "Lamborghini's are my favorite type of car, which is why Sideswipe is probably my favorite, because he's all red now. Red is suuuch a beautiful color." She looked back at Ironhide. "Wasn't he silver in the movie?"
"From time-to-time they change colors. Sunstreaker likes to stay yellow or orange so his name doesn't…not match his color. SUNstreaker?" Ironhide blinked and looked back and forth between the two girls. "You two are sisters?"
Motoko giggled for some odd reason, making her sister look towards her. Ivy looked back to Ironhide and smiled. "Er…yes. I know what you're going to say. We don't look alike? Well, Motoko is more Irish, and I'm more Italian, so I have the Italian skin, her the Irish skin." Motoko pet her arms lightly, the smooth pale skin glowing lightly from the sun they were in.
"Come on now Sunstreaker, don't be like a boom boom baby." Ivy laughed at what Motoko said, which she did so in a Brooklyn accent. Oh great, Adventure Time already? "Yes sister. WHAT TIME IS IT?" She pointed to Ironhide as she yelled it.
"Ah…7:31 PM?" He said, stalled as he stared at her in confusion.
"NO!"
"ADVENTURE TIME!" Motoko and Ivy both called out together.
Ironhide rolled his eyes. The two girls stared at his features, finally taking them in. He had big muscles and a sleeveless shirt that showed them perfectly. He had short black hair that was slightly spiked, and dark grey eyes that would make a girl fall head over heels. They were steely, just like his personality. Motoko was almost surprised he didn't live up to the name, 'Ironlard'.
"Thinking of which…" Motoko said slowly. Ironhide raised an eyebrow again, staring at her. "Oh…if you're confused, I can think two things at the same time. I can be thinking one thing, but have another thought deep in my mind. But anyways…there's something I've always wanted to tell you, Ironhide."
He leaned forward, as if she wanted to whisper something to him. Ironhide's holoform looked about in his late 20s, but he was probably, in reality, 5 billion centuries old. "What is it? Out with it then." Well, HE seems like a nice person.. Ivy thought sarcastically. He stole a glare at her and looked back at Motoko.
"I…I've always thought that your robot form was…." She paused to get a nice look at him before she lost her life. "…Short and chunky…" Her and Ivy broke out in fits of laughter as Ironhide leaned back, surprise on his face. It was instantly taken over by anger as he grabbed the collar of the laughing Motoko's shirt.
"Short and chunky, eh…? Let's see if you think that when I beat you and toss you into the pit.." He snarled at her. Motoko continued to giggle as Ivy kicked Ironhide's shin. "Wha-?" The force caught him off balance as he dropped Motoko back to her feet. The two backed up, still laughing.
"Awww, he's more adorable the Cutethulu!" Motoko laughed again at her own joke. Ivy stopped laughing at stared at Motoko.
"Who the heck is Cutethulu?" Motoko turned her head to her sister.
"It's…er…never mind." Motoko smiled and turned as a blonde boy, looking around their age, came up to them. If it weren't for the black stripes on either side of his head, connecting to his blonde hair, they would've had no clue who he was. With his blue eyes and perfect peach skin, and childish exterior, he looked like an Anime character right out of a Manga strip. They stared, mouths open.
The boy smiled. "I….um…as you two are thinking…am Bumblebee." They closed their mouths and couldn't help but blush. Motoko took out her mirror quickly and stared at herself. Her cheeks really were red, standing out like a sore thumb. She looked to her sister. You could hardly see the red on her cheeks, it was almost like she wasn't blushing at all. Bumblebee held out his hand and Ivy took it instantly, shaking it gently.
"I-I'm…um…you already know our names...right?" He was probably cuter then Kisshu…. Ivy stared at him, her eyes equally blue. Ch, as if Kisshu could ever live up to that immense hotness. Motoko thought to herself, chuckling lightly. Bumblebee stared at Motoko, a blush forming on his cheeks. He…obviously heard her…Motoko smiled and looked away, forcing the blush away from her cheeks. Ivy stared at Bumblebee still and turned around when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
The man behind her was all-to-clearly the leader of the Autobots. Blue hair with red streaks and spikes. He definitely looked like an Anime character. He was handsome as well. AND HAWT. His eyes weren't blue, but a dark purple, which surprised Ivy and Motoko. His shirt was blue and his pants were black with red flames on them. The girls couldn't help but stare him up and down. The fan fictions really weren't kidding. Their holoforms were perfect. Optimus smiled at them. "I am Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots. I am glad to get to meet you two on the first day."
Great…more and more seem to be joining the party! Next thing I know, Optimus will have already said, Boom de yadda… Motoko giggled, along with her sister, and the two were apparently sharing the same thought.
"Boom de yadda? What is that?" The two girls burst out laughing, falling to the floor and holding their sides. Optimus just stared down at them in confusion as the girls laughed their guts out. Oh boy… This…was going to be an adventure. Time to make it as perverted as ever! BWUHAHAHAHA!
That's it for chapter two. Oh my gawd, my mind was lol'ing as I wrote this. I'm gonna try to read it outloud to my sis when we get home. She won't like the idea that I made her character rude… X3 My favorite part is when Motoko told off Sunstreaker. That's really how I felt too. He's such a little…PRISS. GRAAAAH. Well, nice reviews and comments please! Ciao.
Disclaimer: The boom de yadda thing wasn't ours. And then other stuff. Transformers in not mine, obviously. It's not even Michael Bay's. So stfu.
Have a wonderful, fantasy filled day! (Word count, 2897)
