"You...Killed my brother?" Optimus asks, in shock.
I rapidly nod.
"It is an honor to meet you," I said, bowing my head. "Optimus Prime."
"You know my name," Optimus said, as I straighten my head.
"Everyone in my world knows your name!" I said, waving my arms.. "You are the icon of optimistic heroes and a inspiration to everyone in my reality's line of sight."
"Optimus," Ratchet said. "This human belongs with her kind."
"This human has knowledge of us," Optimus said.
I squeal falling back over on the floor.
"I am in Transformers!" I squeal. "Wee!" I kick my legs up in the air. "Uh hu, I so am, I am a lucky Transfan, I am a lucky Transfan!"
"Trans...fan?" Optimus asks, tilting his helm and raising his optic brow.
"Fans of Transformers aka Cybertronians," I said, sitting upright excitedly. "You can call me a Cyberfan if you like."
Ratchet scans me.
"Completely human," Ratchet said, as the red light zaps away.
"Where are you from?" Optimus asks, straightening his helmet.
"Earth, duh," I said.
"Not to be rude; but that is disrespectful," Optimus said.
"No, it is not," I said. "Disrespectful is saying your armor looks horrible. Which it does not." I shrug. "I know you might not believe this when I say it, but...I am from a universe where you guys are fictional and there's a whole franchise around you! Movies,games,and TV shows."
"We are not fictional," Ratchet said, with a gruff.
"Did you hear a word I said?" I ask.
Optimus and Ratchet shook their helmets.
"No," Optimus said. "We did not."
"Gimme a laptop," I said. "Or a Ipad."
A Ipad flew my direction to which I catch with my bare hands and nearly fall off the catwalk attempting to catch it. The rails prevented me from landing rather terribly on the hard ground. I had a sigh of relief lowering my head. So far so good is how today is turning out. I wrote it down quickly using a keyboard I am not really familiar to. I am a wonderful writer when on the computer but my typing is not exactly 'quickly' as I say. It took me fifteen cold hard minutes to get it down misspelling a word or two.
"There," I said, holding up the Ipad.
"Humans are not meant to know of our existence," Optimus said. "Your family will be contacted shortly."
"What is your full name, child?" Ratchet asks.
"Ivy Brooke Bell," I said.
"Brooklyn?" Ratchet asks.
"My middle name is Brooke," I said, handing back the Ipad to the big guy. "And I do not have a family in this world."
Ratchet raises up his metal optic brow.
"Why?" Optimus asks.
"Like I said; I am from another universe," I said.
Optimus turns away from my direction.
"I will speak with Sideswipe about this," Optimus said.
Weee!
SIDESWIPE THE NINJA BOT.
Wait, what?
"Why Sideswipe?" I ask.
"That stunt you pulled made us lose half of the Allspark," Optimus said. "And you will learn once Sideswipe is assigned to you."
...2 hours later...
...At the base hangar being made for the 'Bots...
"But Prime," Sideswipe said. "The last time you assigned me to a organic; they died."
Optimus sighs yet kept his ground with Sideswipe.
"I am aware of that, Sideswipe," Optimus said.
Sideswipe grumbles.
"Why this human?" Sideswipe asks.
"She killed Megatron," Optimus said. "And any living Decepticon now sees Ivy as a target."
Sideswipe did not speak for a moment or two.
"Oh," Sideswipe said.
Sideswipe glares over towards me. In a way I didn't feel so welcomed by his presence but other than that I have to make sure that being my protector is not going to be one easy feat! Score one for the human girl. I smile back earning a 'what the hell' kind of reaction from Sideswipe. Recall that Starscream,at the end of the first transformers movie, appeared at the end by darting out of the atmosphere twirling out of the clouds like a torpedo.
"And she must not die," Optimus adds. "Until we find her a stable family...Ivy will be living with you."
"Woohoo!" I randomly burst out loud. "Uh huh!" I sway myself side to side waving my arms in the air like I don't care. "Uh huh! 30 days of annoying a 'Bot!"
"Please, let it be a month," Sideswipe pleads.
"We cannot be sure exactly how long it will take," Optimus said.
My stomach grumbles.
"Sideswipe, take this human to a fast food..." Optimus starts.
"Restaurant!" I chirp.
"Restaurant," Optimus finishes.
"Like Taco Bell, McDonalds,Burger King..." I list. "I do not exactly like tomatoes. They are eewy."