Autobots 101 Chapter 3
Authors Note: I was talking to my friend today about fanfiction. She said her favorite authors write 15 page chapters! I was like damn, mine are only about 3 pages per chapter. Anyways now that I have that out I do have 1 quick little contest just to keep people interested. It is true that in not being good at names I did use my middle name as one of the Autobot's pseudo names (could be first or last). I'll announce who gets it right in the next chapter.
The Autobot base was as they had left it. After exiting the ambulance the autobots made various conversation about their days and compared data. "That was boring as Hell man" said a very bored Jazz. "Was there anything there that I didn't already know besides some crackpots interpretation of Macbeth?" Jazz quickly walked up to the spark transferal machine. "Yo Ratchet! Get me outta this body"
Ratchet sighed but complied with the request. He fired up the machine and it lined up the two of Jazz's bodies and transferred the spark. The newly restored Jazz wiggled around a little in his old body. "Damn it feels weird to walk again. Ratchet you should probably fix that machine"
Ratchet had almost had it with the bot. Here he was stuck in the base playing World of Warcraft all day long simply waiting to be beckoned back to the school while he, Ratchet, was left out of the human's cultural experience. Jazz didn't even appreciate what he was getting yet he got to go out into the world of the humans everyday. What Ratchet wouldn't give just to be able to talk with some new sentient beings.
Optimus could tell Ratchet was upset. He didn't understand why or at what but he could tell. He put his hand on Ratchet's shin. "Thank you"
One by one the Autobots returned to their original bodies until it was Ironhide's turn. Ironhide lined up his body with the machine and the clamps came upon him. Suddenly the computer began its alarm "Error! Error! Incompatible Device! Process Terminated".
"Slag it Ratchet what the hell is wrong with this thing!"
"I FRANKLY DON'T GIVE A DAMN!" said Ratchet as he stormed off further into the base.
Ironhide froze, Everyone froze.
"Perhaps you should just wait till tomorrow and I'm sure he'll fix it by then" said Bumble Bee as much as it pained him to be the voice of reason.
Optimus began to compute the possibilities. There was no room to put Ironhide in as he could not interface with most of the technology in his current form. He began to compute the possibilities. Bee however was the first to come up with an idea.
"Well I've lived with Sam and his parents for quite a while… They still are ignorant to our existence but in Ironhide's current form…"
"A sleepover?" asked Sam's mom
"Yeah, It'll be fun!" said Sam through his cell phone
"Aren't you a little old for sleepovers?"
"No mom, it's a great way to hang out with friends. Everybody does it"
"… Well you have school tomorrow"
"That's fine mom, he goes to my school"
"Sam are you being pressured to do this? Peer pressure is bad"
"No mom…sigh I've known um" Sam whispered to Ironhide "whats your name?"
"Alex"
"Mom, I've known Alex for a long time. Don't you remember him?"
"No, Alex who"
"Ironhide?"
"Alex Ironhide?"
"Forrest"
"Alex Forrest mom. He was in my math class…"
"Well OK but you have to be in bed by 11:00"
"Thanks mom, I love you bye"
Sam and "Alex" entered through the screen door. Bumble Bee began to back out just a little. "Go park yourself!" whispered Sam loudly. The engine hissed but did as it was told.
Sam and Ironhide had strategically entered the house at 9:00 to avoid having to interact much with the parents.
Mrs. Witwicky was in the living room and greeted them warmly. "Hi there!" her famous almost too sugary smile accompanied a small wave of her hand.
"Hi mom, Iron… erm… Alex and I are going to my room"
"Hold on" protested Mrs. Witwicky "I haven't even met your friend… He's rather macho there isn't he"
"I see you noticed" said a not at all egotistical Ironhide as he flexed.
"You need to train Sam" laughed Mrs. Witwicky.
At that moment a small Chihuahua burst into the room yapping. He knew the smell this new stranger was giving off and he didn't like it
"I see you came back for round two" grinned Ironhide.
"What was that?" asked Mrs. Witwicky
"He said he'd be glad to… isn't that right" said Sam with an attempt at fake laughter.
"So tell me how do you boys like your new school"
"It's educational standards seem to be adequate and the sociology and inner workings of the campus and it's affiliated events seems to be amusing" said a rather distracted Ironhide. The Chihuahua was coming closer. Yes… that was it little doggy… come closer… come within range of my stomp… there is no Optimus to save you this time.
"Wow that's quite a vocabulary you have there" said Mrs. Witwicky with an honest tone of being impressed. "There's a certain someone I know who could learn a thing or two from you"
Sam sighed. Someone was never good enough for her. Sam noticed a deadly gaze between Mojo and Ironhide. Out of all the autobots to have at his house he had to have the one who might do something rash.
Mojo began to growl. "Oh stop that mojo!" yelled Mrs. Witwicky "Sam, go feed the dog his pain pill"
Sam quickly picked up the dog and took it away. "Yes… flee for now… I await round three…"
After about and hour and a half of talking Sam and Ironhide managed to make it upstairs into Sam's room. The clock read 10:37 and Sam was tired. To be honest he hadn't really done much at all during the summer besides get dumped by Mikaela. Then he had to play mediator between Optimus and his ex trying to quell Optimus' fear of discovery.
It was nice though as his new Autobot friends tried to comfort him. They actually bought a Wii and some games for their base specifically for Sam. He knew that they really didn't need him anymore as they had been given access from the government to go anywhere they wanted on the web and yet they had still tried to include him in their schedule.
After getting cleaned up Sam hopped into his bed. Ironhide actually plugged himself into the wall with a cord that came out of his right knee.
"Goodnight Ironhide"
"Goodnight Sam"
The light flicked off.
"Hey Sam…"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you think Ratchet was a little cranky today?"
"I'm not taking sides"
"Fine…"
The night became silent once more until…
"Hey Sam…"
"YES?"
"You have to agree though that he was being a little outlandish"
"Ironhide I'm not taking sides!"
"Why not?"
"Remember what happened last time I took your side"
FLASHBACK
"Come on Optimus just say it!" said Jazz as pestering as he could be
"Aw fine… And now let the First annual Autobot tennis match begin…"
Jazz and Bumble Bee took their Wii controllers and clashed them together.
"You and I will crush them" said Ironhide
Jazz and Bee scored
"Come on pick up the defense!" said Ironhide
"Im trying" replied Sam
Jazz and Bee win the first game
"THEY ARE TARGETING YOU! YOU ARE THE WEAKEST LINK SAM!"
"IM SORRY" cried Sam.
Jazz and Bee won the second match it was over.
Ironhides hand revealed his cannon
"SLAG IT SAM!!!" said Ironhide as he fired into the roof.
"Sam that was a long time ago…"
"Goodnight"
Authors note 2: just as a reminder the names were
Optimus- Harrison Vernon
Ironhide- Alex Forrest
Jazz- J.D
Bumble Bee- Brad Church
Ratchet- Ratchet … hehe