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Frenzy watched the two leave, with a feeling of impending doom. At the sound of the door closing, he turned slowly towards his leader, shaking.

Megatron was staring at his minion, deadly serious.

"I'm going to ask you again, Frenzy. What is going on between you and my daughter?" He growled, his eyes narrowed.

The little bot tried to control his shaking, and stop clicking nervously.

"We are friends, sir," his voice was trembling as bad as his knees.

Megatron roared, snatching him up in one hand, denting his outer hull with the pressure.

"Do you take me for a fool?" he hissed. "I can tell something is going on with you two, now tell me what it is, before I crush you," he tightened his hold for emphasis.

"I-I-I tell the truth, we are friends. She acts a bit weird sometimes, but I really like her, and she likes us, me and Barricade. She says we are her first friends ever-" Frenzy's terrified rant was cut off with a sharp shake, rattling his head and shoulders.

"What are your intentions towards her?" the older decepticon snarled, aiming to inspire as much fear as possible.

"What?" he shrieked. If he was a human, he would have pissed himself.

"Your intentions, bolts for brains. Do you intend to pursue my daughter, you imbecile? Because if you make any move on her, if you hurt her in any way possible, I will kill you," he shouted, and Frenzy knew he wasn't lying. "Well?"

He shook his head frantically, trying to appease his psychotic master.

"She doesn't even know about that sort of thing. There's no way I'd ever try to take advantage of her," he begged him to believe it. "She's my friend. She protected me, and I will protect her with my life. I would never hurt her."

Megatron seemed to calm down, and placed him on the ground gently. He seemed to be trustworthy enough, as far as that word could apply in the decepticon ranks, anyway.

"M-Me-Megatron, sir," Frenzy saluted, asking permission to speak. He continued, at his master's nod. "What should I do if-if-if sh-she comes on to me?" He said hurriedly, trying to get it out in one go.

Megatron's expression seemed to darken again immediately. He watched the smaller bot twitch nervously.

"You will explain to her what her actions mean, and that she has to talk to me before committing to anyone," his orders held yet another threat.

Frenzy nodded repeatedly, fearing for his life.

"You will watch the human with Starscream until Twenty Three gets back. Then you are at her beck and call, along with Barricade. Dismissed," he waved a hand, and Frenzy left at a run.

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Barricade pulled to a stop outside the big red building. It read "The Warehouse: Where everyone gets a bargain!"

Observing a teenager in uniform, she transformed her vectors to look like a silver schoolbag, and wrapped the straps over her shoulders. Happy with her appearance, she grabbed the fake credit card, and opened his front passenger door.

"I'll try to be quick," she told him, as she ran off with a trolley. His hologram watched, as she entered the building.

Looking around the store, she felt completely lost. She'd never been in a shop before.

She noticed some large red signs hanging over different areas and sighed.

"At least they have some navigational system," she whispered to herself, as she headed over to the camping area.

She easily found a sleeping bag, and continued on to home-ware, where she added pillows, blankets, and various other items to her trolley. She frowned. It seemed to be filling up fast. She didn't want to overload Barricade – what if he had to transform before they got back? She continued on, deciding they'd deal with it then. She found a section called "women's wear," and added random garments in, not knowing much about that sort of thing.

She didn't have much more room in her trolley, after all this, so she decided to head straight to the food section. She soon realized just how little she knew about food and cooking.

All her meals had been bland meals delivered to her already cooked, and since she'd joined the decepticons, her meals had been preserved fruit from cans.

She saw a few more of these, and dumped them on top of her other things, at least knowing they were edible. Then a label caught her eye… "Easy meals in 2 minutes." She threw several packets of 2 minute noodles in with the rest. She picked up a book on cooking, flipping through the pages briefly reading some recipes, before throwing that, too in the trolley. Deciding food was too difficult to decide on, and time was wasting, she simply walked down the isle, tipping a good deal of the shelves into the trolley, squashing down the pillows and clothes to the bottom, then headed to the checkout.

The total bill came to about five hundred dollars. She shrugged, not really knowing how much that was, and handed over her card.

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Barricade's hologram looked up in shock at the overloaded trolley coming towards him, and his engine revved nervously in greeting.

"I better not have to transform," he voiced her earlier concerns.

"Don't worry, I should be able to handle anything that comes our way," she patted his boot, which he obediently popped open. She packed the bags in carefully, not wanting anything to spill out and bother her friend.

Surprisingly, most of it fit in the boot, only the sleeping bag and pillows going in the back seat. She climbed into the front passenger seat, and they took off at the highest speed that could be passed off as a human vehicle, lights going and sirens blaring.

Frenzy entered the room at a run, tripping over himself.

"What's got you so worked up, pip squeak?" Starscream sneered.

He swore at the seeker in cybertronian, and jumped on the computer console, continuing to research human care.

Mikaela looked over at the monitor, and watched pictures of the human anatomy, and organs flick across the screen.

"What are you looking at?" she asked him, fearfully.

Starscream kicked her, roughly.

"Quiet, meatbag," he spat, but Frenzy spun around and began another rant in their native tongue.

"You idiot! Megatron wants it unharmed! It's our slagging hostage, not a kickball. You can start hurting it if the autobozos don't hand over the Allspark," Frenzy grabbed the human and dragged her next to his chair, shoving her into the sitting position, then sat back in his seat.

"What makes what I do with her your business, you useless shrimp? I was given the job of guarding her," Starscream growled.

"Megatron sent me to watch the both of you, so MEGATRON makes it my business," Frenzy gave him the one digit salute. "You better watch it or he may sick his daughter on you again."

Starscream smirked. "She won't hurt me. Not now, she said she'd even defend me, if she was there."

"Unless you disobey Megatron, or harm a friend of hers," Frenzy switched to English, grinning back wickedly as the jets face dropped. "Barricade told me exactly what happened. And us two are her best friends. In a choice between us and you, she'd side with us."

Starscream just scowled silently, and turned away.

'Damn it,' he thought angrily. 'He's right. It's not enough… I need to get her on my side before Megatron or those two idiots catch on… She has to fall in love with me.'

Frenzy, seeing he'd given up, turned back to the computer screen finishing his research on the human system. Since Starscream had beaten him to making an info disk for his friend, he wanted to know at least as much, so she could ask him anything.

Finishing that, he continued his research on appliances and their uses, wanting to have something to do, until Twenty Three came back.

Mikaela watched in barely contained amusement, as the small but brutal decepticon sat researching a microwave.

He seemed to be swearing, and she swore she heard him mutter 'Barricade' under his breath. Despite the fact he was a scrappy piece of work, Mikaela was glad he was now 'watching' her, as she had peace from the sadistic Starscream. At least Frenzy didn't seem to want her harmed… for the moment.

"Uh… can I ask why you're looking at microwaves?" she asked nervously, hoping he wouldn't just lose patience and kill her.

He leaned his face within an inch of hers, scrutinizing it.

"You know of 'microwaves?' Tell me, what are they used for?" He took out a gun, and pointed it to her temple.

The girl gulped. 'Should have stayed quiet,' she thought, before answering. "They cook food."

"How do you operate?" he demanded.

"You put the food in, then press the buttons, depending how long you want to cook it for."

"And these 'microwaves' are not dangerous to the user? They are easy to use?" he asked, lowering his gun.

"Yes… they're pretty easy to use," she sighed in relief.

"Starscream, make yourself useful and construct one of these," Frenzy burnt the blueprints onto a disk and threw it at him. The seeker just glared back, catching the disk in midair.

"And just why should I listen to anything you have to say?" he stood up, taking a step forward.

"Because this is for Twenty Three, and I know you're trying to suck up to her. And if you don't I'll get her to rip off more than just your legs."

Starscream frowned, and left. 'Perhaps this new construction will bring her within my grasp,' he thought to himself, reading the info.

Frenzy smirked. It wasn't every day he could boss around any of the decepticons. Besides, this would keep him busy for a while, and hopefully away from both himself and Twenty Three.

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The woman of his thoughts came walking through the door Starscream had recently vacated, Barricade in tow carrying parcels.

"Hey Frenzy," she walked up to him and gave him a quick hug.

"H-H-Hi," he replied, a gear catching in his throat.

Not noticing his discomfort, she grabbed his hand in one of her flesh ones, her vectors taken up with bags.

"Come, human. You will be staying in my room. I have bedding and food for you," she addressed the human, then used a vector to shove her in the right direction.

Obeying hesitantly, they all headed off.

She watched their hostage curiously for a moment, before speaking to Frenzy.

"The human has a bruise on her face and arm. How did this happen?" she asked him, bluntly.

"It was Starscream. He shouldn't bother us for a while, I got him to go make you a microwave, to cook your food," he told her. "It's one of those appliances we were looking at."

She grinned at him, and squeezed his hand.

"Thank you, Frenzy!" she sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "If I can use all the same things as my masters, then I'll know I wasn't their inferior…"

Frenzy looked a little shocked, even to Mikaela's eyes, but before he could say anything, Barricade cut him off.

"You will never be inferior to any humans. You are already far above them," he comforted. "You prove it in how you live your life fearlessly. One thousand of those disgusting creatures could never match up to you."

Twenty Three blushed, and smiled at her feet, flattered. She did not understand the worth they saw in her, but she endeavored to see it as well.

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Frenzy opened the door for them, Twenty Three and Barricade's arms full of shopping. They entered, and dumped the bags on the floor, then looked at the prisoner.

Mikaela stood to one side, shifting uncomfortable under their gaze.

"Are you in need of sleep or food?" Twenty Three asked her neutrally, unsure as of yet what to make of the creature.

"I… uh... some food would be nice," she whispered, doubting she would be able to get back to sleep if she tried.

Twenty Three sat herself on the ground, and started to go through the food.

"I have never eaten this kind of food before, so you will have to show me how," she informed the dumbfounded girl.

"What have we got?" Mikaela sat down, next to the semi-human, and started pulling things out of bags. "Uh… why did you get 5 bottles of tomato sauce?"

She looked at them, and shrugged. "I don't know about food, so I just tipped a shelf into the trolley."

Mikaela just stared at her.

"What?" Twenty Three stiffened, defensively, and Frenzy stepped forward, growling protectively.

Mikaela hurriedly went back to sorting out the edible food from the rest, remembering where she was, and just how much danger she was in.

Meanwhile, Frenzy stood close to his charge, watching her examine the cookbook she had purchased. His fingers twitched, wanting to touch her, to move forward. Damn Megatron. He didn't have to point out how much he liked Twenty Three, but now… he craved her. And he'd never get a chance – Megatron would sooner kill him.

After an uncomfortable silence, Twenty Three looked up at the other female.

"Human… what is a sieve?"

Mikaela blinked. "Are you serious?"

She was answered by Barricade's gun pointed lazily to her face.

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