"Preparation Conversation."

Authors note: Sorry if this is short! But at least I got another update in before I leave for Shelan Hope ya like! And thank you everyone who has been following and whoever leaves reviews! I love you and you all fuel me on!

I don't own TF, I do own Carmine and Wildhavoc.

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This was going to be one of the most important conversations Sam Witwicky would have all summer...

He was about to explain to Bumblebee why he couldn't be his happy cheery, change the radio channel on his own to talk self at his house for the summer.

Carmine~

His cousin, that little girl he used to be beat up by. That now almost 16 year old young woman. He now had about three hours to explain her to Bumblebee before he had to tell the mech they had to pick her up from the air-port.

And so, wringing his hands together and standing in the driveway he watched the golden beauty pull up and come to a halt right before him. Blasting some kind of mardigras music and opening and closing the doors before slamming them all shut and taking in the boys expressions and sinking lower on his shocks and waiting calmly for an answer as to why the boy looked so down.

"Uhhh...Bee...There's sort of been a change in plans."

"Whhhaaaaatttt? ...do...you...MEAN MR.?"

Sam winced at the radio speak, yup, that was gonna have to go.

"Well, My younger cousin, is going to be spending some time here at my house...and if you're going to be here when she is, when you have to drive her places of me somewhere and she has to come well...You're going to have to act like a normal car..."

The scream of a woman being murdered that echoed from inside the car made him wince and take a good few steps back.

"Sheesh she's not that bad! Your just gonna have to play it cool and act like a normal car around her, if not, well. I doubt Optimus will like more, unneeded humans being dragged into this, much less my parents will kill me and so will hers for getting her wrapped up in an alien war. So please...just...play sleeper cell for a while?"

The young mech was grumbling, It was his way of complaining against something he had no choice in the matter of.

He could easily drag this 'cousin' into the mess of the autobots and decepticons. But Sam was right, Optimus would disapprove. He himself would lose some status. And it was his job to protect Sam, So that also meant his relations and friends. And so this included 'the cousin'.

But, he didn't have to like it. And didn't mind that Sam shook his head with minor disapproval as he sunk low on his tires and let out a hiss of compressed air like one does trough their teeth.

"Please don't think of this as the worse thing on the planet that could have happened! Her whole family could have been coming...and her dad..."

Sam shuddered, he didn't want to think of that burly man being mad at him because he was the cause of his daughter being caught up in this war. OR! Explaining it was his cars fault!

But now he had to break the other bit of the news.

"We...also have to pick her up at the air port in 3 hours..."

The car just looked like it deflated and would have spit out a white flag if it could.

Sam might as well have killed any hope of having fun if he had to secretly baby sit! But, he couldn't argue. He was the boys mode of transport. And so...now actually had to act like it.

"Fine...but you do know...This is...GOIN' TAH BEH!...hard..."

Sam just patted the hood of the car and chuckled a little.

"Of course, but at least it's a challenge...and a good chance to practice your sneaking skills."

Bumblebee couldn't help but wonder if Sam had currently forgotten he was disguised as a car, an alien robot, and a scout at that...sneaking had always been in the description.

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That had to be the most awkward plane ride she had ever been on...IN the end she ended up handing over the cornnuts completely. Letting him eat them as he pleased and not being surprised when he handed her back a bag with only about three left in the bottom corner.

Just enough food left for him not to be responsible of the trash. All thoughts of him being physically attractive had vanished there and were replaced with the wish that she would never see his face again...ever...

So when the seatbelt light dinged, alerting everyone of the imminent landing, she was so happy it was unnatural. And the boy across from her, who she refused to ask what his name was. Could tell because he chuckled and made some comment on her excitement.

She pretended her headphones canceled him out and the noises of descending jets helped. And she enjoyed being able to watch the ground come up to meet the wheels. It was only then she realized she was going to have to wait for the other two people to get out before her that the window seat stank for speedy getaways.

So...she waited, and waited...and waited some more...for what seemed to be forever...I mean? Does anyone not feel that way when you sit by the window? And by the time she was let up, she bounded her way off the plane and into the much colder airport...She couldn't have been more relived and yet intimidated all at the same time.

Except~ She grinned as she watched Biker boy slip off into some crowed of people...and she hoped, never to be seen again.

Except now wasn't the time for celebration and hopeful fantasies. It was time to slink outside into the California heat and wait for her ride.

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"Mission...get close to the Witwicky house, family and spy on them, blend into the autobot ranks and befriend them...Objection, infiltrate there data systems and discover what information they have on the lunar landings...Wait...Why am I voicing this stupid report anyway?"

There was an angry huff...and he was glad no one was around to hear him...cause...that would have been plain awkward and compromising.

To have a human walk in upon a motorcycle talking to itself, no kick stand deployed and no owner in sight. Well, that's enough to make most sane, non drug using humans debate who slipped something into their coffee.

And he wasn't in the mood to be killing humans at the moment, just...to dirty and hard to cover up and make look like an accident. Besides, He had been put on this mission by Soundwave...And he wasn't going to let a human cause him to fail.

He just needed to find an open way to get inside that house hold and to keep that hold till he got the information he needed.

Starting up his engine and drifting forward and out of the ally he peeked back around and saw the yellow camero he had followed all the way here. Mastering your signal dampener always made autobots look so stupid...

He watched as the main man of this operation slipped out to greet a younger female, and quickly pulling up a match to the face he would have grinned if in bipedal mode.

"Wildhavoc, you just found your way in!"