Hey! So I know I said... uhh... I think it was Sunday I said that I would post. Yeah... I forgot. And I was freaking out about the Science Fair project that was due today (Tuesday) that I did this morning. Good times... Well! Enough excuses! On with the show!

It was just another ordinary day at the not-so-ordinary military base where National Security Advisor Theodore Galloway was stationed. He went about his daily duties thoughtlessly. Waking, showering, eating. All done without a single thought. It was when he got to his desk did he finally fully wake. The growing stack of files on his desk sure did the trick, if the coffee didn't. He sat gaping at the files until the door slammed open. In walked Major William Lennox, his face red with anger.

Yay. Gallowaythough miserably. Just another pain in the neck.

"Yes, Major?" Galloway inquired as he reached for the top folder on the pile.

"Are you trying to get us killed?" Lennox all but shouted. Galloway pointedly ignored that jab. "You can't cut funds anymore! Pretty soon we're not gonna have any funds to cut." The Major slammed his hands against the desk, effectively getting Galloway's attention.

"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about." Galloway replied smoothly. "I'm just doing what I think is best for this operation." He looped his fingers together in front of him.

Lennox scoffed, "Best. Right." He opened his mouth to add to his comment, but was interrupted by the phone ringing. Galloway gestured for him to leave, and picked up the phone.

"Theodore Galloway." He answered, glaring at Lennox as he left. His face paled as he heard the next words uttered. He had completely forgotten about the idea he pitched to the movie studio. Galloway had gone completely out of his way to make the Autobots' lives harder, and forgotten after the reports piled up.

"Yes. How may I help you?" He took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Then grinned gleefully. This was just the kind of thing to aggravate the Autobots into hurting someone enough to have them sent into space. Or so he thought. (O_o)

"Where did you get the idea for this movie?" Director Michael Bay's voice asked from the phone.

"My day to day job." Galloway answered, his eyes widening as he thought about how he was going to explain it to SecDef.

"So, let's cut to the chase. I would like to meet with you about the scripting for the movie. How's Wednesday sound?"

"I'm.. gonna have to talk to some people and get back to you." Galloway squeaked out, then promptly hung up the phone.

I was gonna put when Galloway tells Prime what he did, but I wasn't sure what to do, so I'll save it for another day. :|

So, again, there's not a lot, but to me Galloway seems like he doesn't wanna be there. His whole goal in life seems to get one of the Autobots to kill someone so he'll get to send them to space. But to me it goes deeper than that. I think he wants to get out of there, it seems like the gov. sent him there cause they didn't want to deal with him, I mean, seriously, would anyone like to deal with Galloway. At least Simmons was remotely cute... But Galloway... he's got nothin'.

So, enough rambling. :) Please R&R.