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Text:" =Two way conversation out loud for extended time.

{Text: "} = Com link, text message, phone call

Normal point of view

I had left for the training room with Bee early. Though I love the twins I know that they would try and get back at me for humiliating them. I don't know, just something about two manly mechs dancing around and singing seems funny to me, and apparently everyone else. I think Epps was crying because he was laughing so hard. Bee kindly un-subspaced my gym bag and went off to the other part of the training room meant for the Autobots to use as I started my work out. I turned on my music to some rock and roll as I got onto the balance beam. I was in mid back walkover when Bee came up behind me and beeped a question making me jump.

Me: "Gah! Bee! You scared me!"

Bee: " It's hard for me to say I'm sorry"

Me: "It's all good, what did you need?"

Bee: "Why?"

He asked pointing at the beam I was on.

Me: "Oh. This is how I exercise. You see Bee I was a gymnastics and cheerleading coach so I had to know how to do the flips and tricks they use in routines."

Bee: "I wanna see!"

Came a small child's plea over his radio. I hopped off of the balance beam and changed my music to something more upbeat and technoey. Heh I made a new word. On the first 8 count I took the area for my floor routine. On the second I began to bounce and tumble all across the floor. I followed up with some quick twirls and jumps where I did the splits in the air. On the down beat I shook my hips to the beat and began my choreographed dance routine. This lasted a moment before I went into another round of tumbling ending with me doing my signature triple back handspring while landing in a left split. Bee applauded eagerly and politely. He seemed to have liked it.

Bee: "You look so perfect. Oncore! Oncore! Oncore!"

He cheered. Wow who knew that Bumblebee was a fan of gymnastics? I had one routine that I had been working on for a while. It was for my cheerleading mini's to use should they ever make it to state. I wonder how they're doing. Lilith had informed me that they got a new coach and that they were doing well. I missed my mini's. A lot. I hope that Tia is okay, I haven't heard from her since I left and called her to tell her that I was all right. "She's a strong girl, of course she's fine." I told myself as I got the props needed for the routine. I strategically laid them out for what I was doing, that way I wouldn't trip over them. When I was ready I turned on my music to the nightcore version of the song Sound of My Dreams. The reason I like nightcore is because it is faster and more technoey sounding than some original songs, that and some songs just sound better in nightcore. Like Dollhouse. I grabbed my fans and kneeled on the floor waiting for the correct 8 count so I could pop up and begin dancing. Upon said count I began to move my arms in sharp movements making Bee smile. When the base dropped into techno I held onto my fans tightly and began my handsprings across the floor, vaguely aware of a wooden staff that I kept seeing as I jumped and twirled. Upon the thumping of the base I began to shake my hips to the melodie and opened and closed my fans in sync to the rhythm. As I twirled, my foot caught something or rather someone as I heard a thud followed by an "oofff". The person got back up and tried hitting the fans out of my hands, I did my best to hold onto them and block their hits as well. I soon bounded over to my ribbon and began to prance all over the floor, using my ribbon to draw even more attention from Bee as it was bright green. Suddenly something caught it as I was doing my back flip. I noticed what had caught it. It was Sunstreaker, he had stepped on the end with a sly smirk on his face. "Oh no you don't!" I said to myself as I pulled hard at the ribbon, making him fall on his face. I then proceded to hogtie him and sit gently on his hands fanning myself in my final pose of the dance.

Bee and Sideswipe were giggling and applauding with wild enthusiasm.

Sides: "Brava! Very nice Ara! And Bravo to you Sunny!"

He said with a snicker. Bee's shoulders were bouncing as he laughed in short warbles and clicks.

Sunny: "Shut up Sides! Can you please get off me Bella? I think we have a theme developing between us."

Me: "Which would be?"

Sunny: "You enjoy abusing and humiliating me don't you?"

Me: "Frankly no, but you make it too easy and fun."

I said as I got off of him and gave him a kiss. Bee raised a servo as if he were about to ask a question.

Me: "Yes Bee?"

Bee: "How did you do that?"

A small child asked over the radio.

Me: "I learned fan waving from my aunt when I was six, it's a tradition on my mom's side, the routine I made up, and the unintentional battle was pure adrenaline fueled reflex."

I said as I checked my phone. There was one message and a voice mail, both were from Tia. I read the message first;

{Tia: Coach! I NEED HELP! I NEEED YOU!}

This got my attention, I immediately listened to my voice mail and got choked up.

{Tia: "Coach! I..I need you! My daddy got a letter and he started drinking. He took some of my mom's pills and now he won't wake up! Please! I NEED YOU! I can't read all of the letter, and the cop outside hasn't done anything! I'm scared! Please, please come help me!"}

I nearly dropped the phone. She sounded scared and she needed me. But where could I go? Wait wasn't Wheeljack working on some transporter thingy? I sprinted out of the room and ran straight for Wheeljack's lab, ignoring the many signs saying that it was dangerous to go in there. When I got there I saw that he was indeed in there and he was tinkering with something.

Me: "Wheeljack!"

Wheeljack: "Ah, hello Miss. Brinks! What brings you in here?"

Me: "Is it true that you have a working portal?"

Wheeljack: "Well yes, but I haven't fully tested it yet. Things tend to only stay on this planet, which is slightly disappointing because-"

Me: "Good! I need you to send me to South 6th street in Albuquerque New Mexico, NOW!"

Wheeljack: "I can't! It's not ready to test on humans, let alone why you'd want to-"

I grabbed a small blade off of the table and held it to his audio fin, snarling I said; "Unless you want to look like Van Gogh I suggest that you open the mother fucking portal and send me where I need to go." He quickly and quietly obliged, pulling down on some levers and pressing some buttons. Soon enough a blue-green portal appeared. I ran towards it ready to jump through when Wheeljack called after me.

Wheeljack: "Why are you so desperate to get to Albuquerque?!"

Me: "My friend needs me!"

I yelled as I jumped in, feeling a strange tingling feeling all over. Before I knew it I was back in burque' a few blocks away from Tia's house. I checked myself over to make sure all of me was there, then I sprinted off to her house to see if she was okay. When I arrived the door was unlocked, so I walked in cautiously.

Me: "Tia? You there?"

Tia: "Coach?! You came!"

Me: "Of course I came! You needed me!"

I said wrapping her in a hug. When she pulled back I saw that she must have been fending for herself. She had on a dress, despite the fact that there was snow on the ground outside. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, and she looked very tired. But not the kind of sleepy tired, she had the look of an adult when they were doing their taxes and trying to re-finance their home. She sniffled and wiped her nose, she was trying not to cry. I wrapped her back up in a hug.

Me: "It's okay, you're okay. You're going to be okay. Where's your daddy?"

Tia: "(Sniffle) He..he's in there."

She pointed to the living room. I walked in and found her dad on the floor. He didn't have a pulse, he was gone. In his hand were two letters the first read;

"We here at Community Welfare Hospital regret to inform you that your wife, Sadie passed away of lung cancer last night at 11:48 pm. Please let us know what you would like to do with her remains. We are again deeply sorry for your loss. -Community Welfare Hospital staff."

Tia had lost her mother. Did she know? She said she couldn't read all of the letter. The next letter was from her father, and It read;

" To who ever finds this letter, know that I am sorry, but I couldn't handle my demons anymore. I leave behind only a daughter by the name of Tianna Amity Marquez. There is no known family that would take her, so please alert the family of Arabella Brinks, as she would be the most comfortable there. For her I leave behind 70,000 dollars in life insurance, at which she should be granted immediate access to, and my deepest regrets for not being a better father. -Liu Marquez"

Wow. Six years old and orphaned. "Why God do you hate Tia so?" I asked the cracked ceiling and as usual, got no response.

Author's note: Wow. That was dark. Not much to say here other than a new chapter will be posted alongside this one. If you love this story or Tia, you'll Rate, Review, Follow or Favorite! I love you guys! Thanks for all you do!

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