Surprise
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It had taken them five days now to get both of the vehicles back in running order. But what really stummped the sisters was what else was inside the trucks trailer. When Rachel had gone back to do one last check on the trailer she had set up two lights inside so she could see where and what she was doing. That's when she discovered this small, what looked like a miniature go-cart or rover with six wheels. Both of them pondered on what the little vehicle was but eventurally went back to work after examining it and finding nothing wrong with the little cart.
Rachel walked sorely over to her sister's side who was seating down on the floor, a paint spray gun lying beside her empty. She flopped down and stretched her sore back and laid down right their.
"I don't think I've worked that hard and nonstop before. I'm sore to the bone." Complained Blair
Both of the girls where covered in oil, grease smudges, and paint. They also had masks around their to protect them from the fumes.
"No kidding," replied Rachel
"Well considering, I think we did an all right job." Said Blair leaning forward and looking at the newly painted bright red and blue 18-wheeler.
"Yeah. I thought we would never get threw." Added Rachel seating back up
Blair grudgingly got up and streched. She started walking over toward her new finished project that to the truth she was rather proud of. "One more thing and we'll be truly finished." Stopping just behind the drivers side gas tank. With a loud click she unsnapped the gas hose from the tank.
"There ya go big guy," laying the hose down on the cement floor
"Thank you." came an unfamiliar voice. The voice sounded like it was talking threw a radio or walky-talky but was just a little more clearer
Both of the sisters froze in their places eyes wide. Blair stopped what she was doing and looked from her work and slowly turned around. Looking at her sister who was still seating on the floor just as motionless as she was, her mouth slightly open.
"P-Please tell me you heard that." Stuttered Blair
"I thought it was you."
"Me?! I'm not a guy!" Barked Blair "Their can't be anybody in here, the doors are locked."
"Actually that was me." Came that voice again. Its voice was powerful but calm and even at the same time, unlike the sisters
Blair snapped around to where she heard the voice but took a step or two back. It was impossable because there couldn't have been the semi was there. That's when it hit Blair what or who it was. But she didn't believe even herself, then again she wasn't thinking clearly at the moment anyway.
"It's got to be coming from the semi." Not believing her own words
Rachel jumped up from her seating postition "What?!"
"Well technically it is the semi." Corrected the voice
Blair took a few steps sideways and stood up on her tiptoes to look inside the truck. No one was inside but that's when she noticed that the semi was started. Through her and her sisters shock they must have missed that all together. Some of the equipment that was attached and installed in its cab was glowing softly just barely illuminating its insides.
Then she remembered the Porsche "C-can the Porsche talk to?" Unbuttoning her mask around her neck and pointing in the direction of the newly finished sports car.
"Sure can lady friend." Announched the Porsche cheerfully who apperently had been listening the whole time
The Porsches voice was laid back and easy going with just the slightest bit of accent. She made a mental note to ask how.
Blair regained herself somewhat and made her conclusions. She remembered something she had watched on the tube a while back but just now was coming back to her. Something about an attack on an oil rig out in the Guld of Mexico even so her memory was fogging since she wasn't really paying attention. Rachel on the other hand remembered something she had heard on the radio only a few days ago about some attack on a local steel factory. She didn't catch the whole thing because the single had been lost because of the storm.
Rachel walked unsteadily and cautiously up beside her older sister. They both looked at each other both having a sister-to-sister moment, their eyes widened with realization. Rachel had been with her sister when they had watched that on TV.
"If they can talk that means . . ." started Blair
"Their the ones who . . ." not able to get the rest out
"Transformers, maybe?" Continued the Porsche interrupting
The semi added, "Autobot's to be excite."
Even if that wasn't what the girls were thinking it was a good enough explaination for them "So you're the guys that attacked the oil rig." Asked Blair looking at the truck "And the steel factory?" finished Rachel. Both of the them were going to say something different but remotely down the same path.
"Na of course not." started the Porsche "Are enemies, the Decepticons, attacked we tried to defend the factory and oil rig." finished up the semi
Blair and Rachel exchanged glances
Ring, Ring
The loud ring of the phone echoed through the room distracting them all "Sorry. Hold a sec" said Blair taking off toward the phone
Picking up the receiver she said 'hello'. She put it to her ear under her brown black hair an irritated look on her face.
"Oh hey Dad, what is it? I'm kind of busy." Glancing over at her sister who shrugged back. As Blair listened to her Dad the others waited patently well Prime and Jazz did.
Rachel put her hand on her hip as her sister talked to their dad over the phone. After a minute she watched Blair's eyes grow wide in a disbelief manner. Stepping up to her sister she mouthed a 'what?' to her as Blair pushed her away from person. Ignoring her sisters being clearly irritated with her, Rachel walked up beside her and leaned over her older sisters shoulder trying to hear what the conversation was over the phone.
"When did the rumor start?" asked Blair making a face at her sister
"Early this week . . ." Rachel tried to hear what else her dad said but Blair put the palm of her hand on her sisters face and pushed her away just making both of them madder at each other.
Rachel always bugged her sister during an important phone call. Was it that just Rachel liked getting on her sisters nervous? Maybe.
The two Autobot's sat quietly were they sat watching the silent dispute between the two sisters. Finally after a few minutes and Rachel at arms length of her sister Blair hung up the phone on its hook and turned to her sister, angry.
"Why do you allways do that?" she barked
"Because, I know you'll catch it all anyway." came the smart reply
"Oh brother." throwing her arms in the air "You'll be a mess if I so happen not to the next time." taking a seat on the counter and pointing a stern finger at her sister
She just rolled her eyes and went to the matter at hand "So what he say?"
"A rumor started a few days ago at the airplane hanger that two Autobot's been designated M.I.A." Blair turned to look at the two vehicles seating in her garage a serious look on her face "Just under a week now. Last seen when the snowstorm hit at a local steel factory. A Kenworth and their leader: Optimus Prime and a Porsche, special operations officer: Jazz."
Said truck and sports car didn't say a word contemplating weather or not speaking was a good thing right now. By the looks on the two girls faces was really out waying not speaking.
Blair sighed and started to rub the back of her neck, an old habit she had picked up. Taking in everything she had just heard. The two newly 'identified' vehicles wisely remained silent as their savors absorbed it all.
Turning toward the truck bluntly Rachel pointed at it sternly "Let me guess, your them missing 'Autobot's" stating the obvious.
Blair looked over at her sister from her seat and heard the unatural calm in her voice.
"Pretty much." answered the Porsche
That's when Rachel regained herself. Prime who was currenlty closes to her suddenly got this feeling that she was about to do something but didn't know what and he wasn't sure he wanted to know.
"Autobot's?" letting it roll off her tongue. She now remembered where she had heard that name before and who they where. Blair prepared herself. "You mean we've had you in here how long, and you didn't say anything?!?!" Prime cringed at the shrillness of her voice so did Jazz and Blair who nearly fell over on the counter.
"We've haven't been able to until . . .recently," calmly as he could
Blair glanced over at Jazz then back at her sister who now was calm again but had a evil shadow on her face.
"I can't take this!" throwing her arms into the air in defeat "I'm going to go take a nice warm shower," she announced bluntly. As she said, she grabbed her heavy jacket, gloves, and left.
A few minutes had past before Blair finally came down from her perch he sister already heading toward the house.
"She remindes me of Ratchet, Prime." stated Jazz to his commander "I don't know why but she does," a nervous laugh in his voice
"Who's Ratchet?" asked Blair
"Our medic back at the Ark," replied Prime
"Your dad works at an airplane hanger?" questioned Jazz, front wheels shifting
"Yeah. Right now he's working at a small commercial airplane hanger. They have a habit of 'tuning in' to, how did he put it, 'big plane' radio frequencies." giving it a shrug
She clearly didn't understand, yet, how the two Autobot's felt about flying air craft but she soon would. Blair took some air into her lungs and let it out them let her shoulder slump "If it wasn't for what you said I'd be kind of mad to. I mean the 'Cons could have gotten us or . . . something."
"Yeah were sorry fer 'at." apologized Jazz in that accented voice of his
"Your really calm about all this." Stated Prime. 'Looking' over at the door "Calmer than your sister. If you don't mind me pointing that out?"
Blair chuckled to herself and ran her fingers threw her hair again not minding the Autobot leaders statement, she completely understood. "I didn't realize I was. Who knows why? It will probably sink in later." Answered Blair shrugging her shoulders, just waving it off
"Blair, correct?" Asked Prime
"Yes sir."
Politely asking "Can you do use one last favor?"
"Depends on what it is I guess, but yeah sure." Answering honestly
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A/N:
Here you go Elita, hope you enjoyed! And of course everyone else.
I feel ashamed for neglecting it so badly -shame on me-. Anywhoo hope you liked it. I'm not really satisfied how I protrade Blair and Rachel finding out who they were, but its what came.
Question, If you remove a chapter from the doc. manager does it remove it just from there or does it delete it from the actural story as well? PM me please if you know, because I'm confused. Thanks
Also Thanks to TheBlueOblivion also for being my beta reader.
Please leave a review, I'd like that.
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Except Blair, Rachel, and the plot are mine.