Author's Note: AttitudeAdjustment=Ratchet and BulletProof=Will Lennox
It was midafternoon when Mikaela got the message that said there was a new post on The Connection. She hurried to check it; extremely grateful that her sister had made a blog that kept them all linked.
Pinging or Poking
He calls it pinging. I call it mental poking. Whatever the case may be it's slagging annoying! He's making me twitch compulsively which in turn got me hit in the face with a soccer ball. Yes, Jasmine, Carla, Crystal, and I convinced everyone that we should be able to play soccer again. I was playing goalie because my ankle still throbs. He kept poking me and it makes me twitch. STOP IT!
AttitudeAdjustment: It's called pinging and it's supposed to be a way of getting your bond's attention.
BadGirl: It's still slagging annoying!
JazzySide:You can't just poke him back?
BadGirl: I don't know how!
Silverpsycho: Girl you got a problem
BadGirl: No kidding do I- Wait a minute
BadGirl: There. All taken care of
DarkSideOfTheLaw: That hurt!
BadGirl: Good!
CamaroScout: What'd you do?
BadGirl: Slapped him
BulletProof: Attitude much?
BadGirl: Definitely.
BadGirl: STOP IT!
AutobotKaela: DarkSide, if you do not stop bothering my twin I will take Jazz and Camaro and we'll go slag your aft for her. Understood?
BadGirl: Thanks Kaela!
AutobotKaela: No problem BadGirl
JazzySide: When ya come over here we'll teach ya how ta reverse the bond
BadGirl: Thanks!
BadGirl: DarkSide if you do that one more time I'm gonna take Aunt A's shotgun and slag you myself!
BulletProof: Do you even know how to use a gun?
BadGirl: Just take the safety off, point, and shoot. He's kind of a large target to miss
Silverpsycho: ROFL
DarkSideOfTheLaw:...
JazzySide: Looks like that works too
BadGirl: Well? Should I be getting the gun?
DarkSideOfTheLaw: Fine. I'll stop
BadGirl: Thank you
Mikaela logged off, still snickering. Mallory and Barricade would be perfectly happy if they didn't drive each other to murder first. There was a beep outside and she looked to see 'Bee parked in her driveway with Sam. "Coming," Mikaela called and then darted down the stairs, slipped on her sandals, grabbed her purse, and slipped outside to join her friend and boyfriend.