Oh, boo-hoo! I had my very first flame and boy did it set me in my place! From now on I will only write what Barricades Brother suggests, because I don't wanna at least put my own spin on the old standby ''OC girl who is a cutter, who is starving, who was beaten, who was this and that being saved/cared for by the main characters.'

O.k., first off, cutter? starving? Puh-lease! Why the hell would I want my main character to need to be taken care of? I care for my characters because they are a part of me, so why the hell would I want to put a part of my mind through that? My lovely Gaze can take care of herself thank you very much, and she will not want any help from "some giant ass robots that were rejected from the Power Rangers set." (quote from friend. She wasn't impressed with the movie)

But in all truth, the flamer made me laugh. And it made my bedroom all nice and tosty.

Added note: I GOT A BUMBLEBEE PLUSHIE!!!! (squees) YAY!

So yeah, here's chapter 4, but it's really chapter 3, because the first 2 chapters were the same chapter but in different perspectives and what ever.

WARNING: ONLY READ IF YOU WANNA READ ABOUT AN OC GIRL THAT MAKES RECUCTENT FRIENDS WITH THE AUTOBOTS. THE END!

Gaze woke up to find herself laying on her back in the grass. Even though she was reluctant to open her eyes, she saw the full sunlight through her lids and sat up. Boy did her head hurt. As she shook her head slowly trying to rid herself of the cobwebs she was sure had settled there, the night before slowly started to recollect like swaths of fog.

I was in a car… she thought No, a truck. And it was talking to me…No, that can't be right. Trucks can't talk. But it could control the windows.

On an attempt to open her eyes, she was blinded. Quickly shutting out the evil sunlight, Gaze laid back in the grass. But wait. How could she be in grass? She had fallen asleep in the truck foremost mentioned. Then she remembered the blacking out.

Christ!

She tore open her eyes, ignoring the pain, and looked around, seeing spots along with the view. She was in a normal clearing, in a normal wood. Everything was normal. That is, except for the humongous robot that was squatting behind her.

Gaze's eyes went wide at the sight of it and the mechanical man had a similar reaction. Or as similar a reaction a robot can have, since robots don't exactly have eyes.

The robot in question was big, perhaps 20 feet, and, as all proper robots should be, made entirely of metal. It was also painted a bright and, more then a little, obnoxious shade of yellow.

Cracking a smile, Gaze said, "Greetings and salutations my huge robot friend!"

The robot cocked its/his head. A song suddenly burst through the radio that was implanted in it's chest.

Allo, Salut, sunt eu, un haiduc

Gaze burst out laughing. A Romanian robot? Ah!

The robot in question cocked his head yet again and a questioning glace from the beings eyes made Gaze explain her laughter.

"The song, Dragostea Din Tei, it's a Romanian pop song. I've never heard it used as a greeting." She stood up and offered the being her hand. "I'm Gaze."

The Robot looked at the offered hand, then held out one massive finger. In exchange for her name, the robot answered:

Bumble bee, bump into me
I am in for pollination
Bumble bee, take what you see
I'm in need for your donation,

causing the girl to giggle even more.

"Oh my god! That song is so perverted, I love it! I take it your name is Bumblebee?"

"We have a winner!" Radio personality this time.

"Coooooollll…..so, what's a giant robot like you doing in a place like this?" She said in the classic sleazy, grease ball way that so accompanies regular bar tenders when one gets too many to drink.

"we should ask the same of you." A different voice came from behind Gaze.

"Ooo, his voice, which hast sent shivers up my spine, shall it be my dream lover's?" She spun around, hoping to be face to face with the man of her dreams, but instead found herself looking at a teenaged boy.

"No," She said, faining dissappointment. "Just a scarney teenager."

The boy grinned. "Sorry to dissapoint. I'm Sam by the way. Sam Witwicky."

"Sam? Short for Samuel more then likely? Good strong name, Samuel…" She trailed off, then started up again. "Can you tell me just what the fuck is going on? Cause, last time I checked, I was in a demonically possessed 18 wheeler that made me throw away my smokes. Speaking of which, you got any ?"

"O.k., first off, no smoking. It's bad for you. And if you want answers as to how you got here, you're gonna have to ask them." Sam pointed behind Gaze, who rolled her eyes as she turn while saying, "You mean the robot who speaks in song? I doubt he's p-"

She turned all the way round and stopped short in what she was saying. Three other robots had joined the original one. One yellow, one grey, and one flaming.

"Meet my friends. They have some questions for you too."

Silence from Gaze as she stood, staring, then….

"You guys…are really big"

The grey colored one snorted. "I'm glad she has eyes."

"yeah, well, yo mama." retorted Gaze, continuing her gaped mouth staring. "Should I ask what's going on around here, or should I just go back to sleep and when I wake up, I'll have discovered that this was all a dream?"

The biggest of the 4, the one with the flaming paint job, bent down on one robotic knee and stared at the girl.

"This is no dream. I am Optimus Prime"

Gaze blinked. "Did you say your name was Optimist? Dude…weird name."

"Optimus. Cut out the T." Sam whispered

"Oh."

"This is Ironhide, our weapons expert." He gestured to the grey robot that stood to the right of him while ignoring the spin off of his name.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, I'm sure." She said sarcastically.

"Same here."

"Ratchet, our medical expert," The other yellow robot this time.

"And Bumblebee."

"Ah, yes… ye of the perverted Danish and Romanian pop hits. We've meet."

Gaze bowed to each robot, then stood stright. "well, as you all have been kind enough to tell me your names, I suppose I could return the favor. My name's Gaze. But one more question, if this isn't a dream, then did I walk onto the power rangers set?"