Hey again! I know; finally an update! XD
Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers. I own Jaacs McHenry, and Tai belongs to Tatyana Witwicky. Who happens to have a statement for all readers' enjoyment. (?)
'YO! Tatyana Witwicky here, review this or I'll go trailer park on your afts!'
XD LOL, Tai, have you been eating sugar again? Whatever. Onward! XD
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"Oh, this is perfect!" Jaacs snickered excitedly at what her friend had come up with. With help from Ironhide, Tai and Jaacs had set up the perfect revenge prank on their fathers. The training room had been transformed (ha ha) into a setup that would make Fred proud. Now the girls only had to lie in wait for their victims to make an appearance.
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"Where do you think they are?" Ratchet asked his companion.
"I have no idea. But knowing those two, we should watch our backs." Optimus Prime said, slightly uneasy. The two mechs were searching for their daughters, wanting to apologize for their inexcusable behavior.
"No kidding. Hey 'Hide, have you seen Tatyana and Jaacs?" Ratchet asked the approaching mech.
"Last time I saw them they were heading for the training room. Said they wanted to blow off some steam by sparring." Ironhide told what he knew. "I'd think they'd be finished by now. They're probably still in there."
The two nodded their thanks and hurried to the training room, hoping to catch the girls before they ran off again. Just as they reached the doors, Ratchet pulled Optimus back.
"You think this is a trap?"
"Doubt it." Optimus shook his head. "They'd need more time to set one up."
"In any case, you go first." Ratchet half-shoved his commanding officer into the room, shutting his eyes. When he heard no sign of anything wrong, he followed Optimus into the room.
"Told you." Optimus grinned lopsidedly at Ratchet, who rolled his optics.
All of a sudden, a small round projectile whistled through the air and splatted against Optimus' helm. He spun around; searching for what launched it at him. He glanced sharply at Ratchet, who was having trouble containing his laughter.
"What are you laughing at?"
At this comment, Ratchet burst out laughing, swiping his hand against the taller mech's head. A blob of neon pink paint marred both Optimus' head and Ratchet's hand. Optimus groaned in disgust and clarity, for he was starting to get the idea of what was going on. As he suspected, another bullet landed on Ratchet's shoulder, a pink splatter blooming on his shoulder plating. Ratchet stared at it in alarm, realizing as well the situation they'd gotten themselves into.
With a great whirr of engines, the training room weapons' systems onlined, and every single gun pointed itself at the two mechs, who did their best not to freak out too much. The weapons opened fire, thousands of paintball bullets pelting through the air. The two bots leapt into action – literally. Jaacs and Tai could hardly contain their shrieks of mirth as their fathers jumped, swerved, and ducked to try and avoid getting hit. It failed horribly. Half the time they were bumping into each other, and they were positively candy-coated in paint. But the girls weren't done yet. With a flick of a switch, small grates around the perimeter of the room clicked open, millions of what looked like small metal marbles shot into the room and with one small misstep, the two mechs skittered and slid all around the room, shouting in surprise. In no time flat they lost their balance, landing on their afts quite hilariously. Ratchet shot across the room and into a wall, his feet reaching halfway up the ceiling. Optimus hadn't fared much better, his right arm twisted underneath him, his left arm and legs sprawled. The little marbles probably were wedged in their armor, making them uncomfortable.
And for the finale, Tai flipped the final switch, and the mechs grew silent when they heard one more whirr. They twitched, and seemed to be lifted from the ground and high into the air, where a large electromagnet waited for them. Optimus' feet were glued, and soon Ratchet collided with him, his own feet stuck as well. The mechs were back to back, hanging upside down.
Now Jaacs and Tai let their laughter loose, exiting the human observatory in one of the far walls. They sauntered down the stairs leading to the ground, feigning surprise.
"My goodness! Whatever did you two get yourselves into?" Jaacs gasped before bursting out in laughter again.
Ratchet turned his head towards Optimus.
"Told you."
The girls only laughed harder, high fiving. At Jaacs' signal, Tai ran out into the hallway, bellowing loud enough for the whole base to hear.
"Calling all bots! Anybot who wishes to see a hilarious sight come to the training room!"
In only a few moments, the pounding of Autobot feet grew louder as all the bots entered the training room. There was only a moment of shocked silence as all the Autobots witnessed their commanding officer and medical officer painted pink and strung up by their daughters. They all exploded in laughter as the two mechs glared at them all.
"It was all~ her." Jaacs drawled, pointing at Tai.
"Yeah, because I'm rad like that." Tai said proudly.
"Gather round all who are here!" Jaacs said in a grand voice.
"Yay! STORY TIME!" Tai squealed, pulling a book from Jaacs' shoulder bag. "I still can't believe you have this."
"What is it?" Ironhide asked, noticing the front cover.
"Our high school yearbook. I was a freshman, and Tai was a senior." Jaacs explained. She glanced at her friend when she started snickering.
"Dude, you remember Mrs. Cromwell?"
Jaacs had to think for a second. "The old fart or the one all the guys wanted to be with?"
"Old fart." Tai said, laughing again.
"Oh yeah; didn't she have some undying hatred for you?"
"Totally."
"Why on earth would anyone hate you, sweetheart?" Optimus asked, too caught up in the story to be angry at her anymore.
"Most likely 'cause of the sparkling in me. I was way~ too smart for my age, and I always ended up arguing with the teachers because they were wrong some way or another." Tai smiled at the memory.
"I still don't quite understand," Bumblebee spoke for the first time since arriving. "How exactly did you two meet? I understand that freshmen and seniors aren't supposed to interact with each other."
"Not usually. See, Tai sort of saved me from a bad predicament." Jaacs answered after a moment. "See, I was just grabbing a book from my locker…"
Jaacs walked alone towards her locker, her hall pass in her back pocket. She was going to retrieve her Spanish textbook when suddenly she was shoved forward, sprawling on the ground. Jaacs groaned and sat up, turning towards her attacker. She sighed. Melody Wright; the biggest prep in school. Her sleek blond hair cascaded down to her waist; her pink plaid headband matching her fingernails, her pink plaid skirt, and her pink sweater. Her little entourage gathered around her.
"Ew; looks like someone left their garbage lying around." she snarked, her nasally laugh echoing across the halls. Jaacs stared defiantly up at her.
"What do you want, Melody? What have I done that's upset your queenly reign?" Jaacs snarked back at her. Melody's gaze grew cold and she hauled Jaacs from the ground by the collar of her shirt and threw her against a locker.
"You listen here, you piece of trash, and you listen good. No one likes you, and you're ugly as sin: your eyes look like overripe blueberries, and you're pale enough to be a vampire. Your hair is greasy, you dress like a slob, and you get in my way too often. I better not see you in this hallway again, or I'm gonna-!"
Melody's speech was cut off as a fist connected with her stomach, and with a strangled cry flew backward. Melody's 'friends' scattered with screams of fear, flying off down the hallway, never to be seen again. A shoe planted itself on Melody's back, its bright green laces shining in the light.
"Melody Wright, if I see you picking on another freshman again, I'm gonna do three things. One: I'm going to report you to the principal with evidence of harassment and breaking of the rules. Two: I'm going to make sure a phone call to your family is made, telling them of your wrong-doings. Three: I'm gonna make sure you fall from the top of the social food chain until people are calling you garbage. Got it?"
Melody, the snob that she was, stood and patted her skirt, removing imaginary dust. She sized up her attacker, scrunching up her nose. "Tatyana Witwicky. Not surprised to see you here. But I mean, come on; standing up for a freshman? Trying to be a hero, no doubt. Who knows? Maybe you'll manage to drag yourself past this runt on the A-List." Melody snickered, jerking a thumb at Jaacs, whose face heated in rage.
Tai took another step closer to Melody.
"Take your bleached blond, fake highlighted, fake eyelash self and go get your fake nails done. Everything about you is fake, Melody." Tai grinned wickedly, snatching Melody's hand and snapping one of the artificial nails off. "Your looks, your attitude, and I guess your friends are fake, too. I don't see them defending you."
"This isn't the end, Witwicky. And you too, McHenry." Melody whirled towards Jaacs. "You'll both pay." she said lowly as she stalked off.
"That's what they all say!" Tai called after her, mocking in her tone. She turned to her new acquaintance and offered a hand. Jaacs took it gratefully and was pulled into a standing position.
"Thanks so much, Tatyana. How did you know I was here, though? This isn't even the senior hallway." Jaacs asked, puzzled.
"I can smell a bullied student from a mile away." Tai grinned at her lopsidedly. "And I can smell Melody from twice as far."
Jaacs had to laugh at that comment, tugging her shirt collar from where it'd been lodged in the hollow of her throat.
"So I'll be seeing you around?"
"Most definitely."
"And that's how we met." Jaacs shrugged, ignoring the way the bots stared at her; she finally buckled under their gaze. "What?" she snapped, the combination of irritation and nervousness morphing into white hot anger.
"So you mean an older youngling called you bad things just because she felt like it?" Ironhide asked slowly, growling from the back of his throat. Jaacs was startled to see Ratchet's optics tinged red from his position, frowning fiercely. In fact, most of the Autobots were either scowling or snarling softly in their anger.
"Jeez Louise! Calm down, you bucket of bolts!" Tai shouted, a smirk tugging at her lips. "That bitch never bothered her again, and hardly anyone else did either."
"Tai's right; and I didn't really care that Melody called me that crap anyway. I knew it wasn't true, so it didn't hurt at all." Jaacs said breezily, smiling at her new-found family. "But thanks for your concern."
Tai elbowed Jaacs in the arm, tilting her head towards Optimus and Ratchet. The two girls walked closer to their dads, who were hanging close enough to the ground so that they where face to face-plate.
"Had enough yet?" Tai full out grinned at this point.
"If it means you'll forgive us, yes." Optimus replied, regret plain in his optics. "I'm very sorry that we didn't tell you both about each other, and I hope I can make it up to you." he said to his daughter, who smiled at the apology. Ratchet was making similar amends with Jaacs, who walked over to the lever gaining their release.
"Apology accepted." Jaacs pulled the lever, and Ratchet and Optimus dropped to the ground. The two mechs stood up to their full height. They set their daughters on their shoulders, listening to them talk about the past. The girls only could hope that the future would be just as good.
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Whew! That took way~ too long. Sorry, peeps! Hope ya like!
Hugs and fluffy one-shots,
~Jaacs
