Me: I do apologize for keeping you waiting. To be honest, it's really late and I'm just not sure if I have anything witty to say at this point.

Kaytlin: Well then...

Me: Yeah...

Sam: Yup...

Kaytlin: Uhuh...

Me: So...

Sam: Uh...

Me: On with the story?

The Birds And The Bees

Chapter Two: Baby Bee

"Kate! Kate! Wake up!"

I moaned and rolled over at my brother calling my nickname. "Seriously Sam! First you see me half naked and now you're trying to get in bed with me. This is wrong on so many levels!" I groaned.

"Seriously Kate! My car is being stolen!" he screeched, then ran downstairs.

I ran a hand through my hair and got up to get dressed. After pulling on a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a black hoodie, I made my way downstairs. Though Sam was already gone. That boy was getting his ass kicked for waking me up and not even waiting for me!

With a sigh I collapsed on the couch and returned to my beauty slumber...

"Kate. Sweetheart. Wake up."

"Why do you keep waking me up." I whined.

"Sam is in jail."

I jumped up, almost hitting my father in the face. What in the world could Sam have done to get himself in trouble! "I swear I'm going to kill him." I muttered, causing my father to chuckle. Unfortunately making my father laugh was not enough to get me out of this trip to go rescue my brother. I figured I had to anyway. Knowing my brother, his clumsy self would 'drop the soap' in a matter of seconds.

The ride to the police station was awkward I must say. It was one of those tense silences with the radio turned off because neither of my parents wanted to hear my music. I still didn't quite figure out why I was driving in the first place, but hey who cares. When we arrived at the police station, my brother was already tweaking out to the officers. I couldn't help but laugh. My brother was such a geek.

"Yo Sammy-babe! I'm here to bust you out! Get your cute self over here!" I exclaimed, causing the group to look over at me.

"Is that your girlfriend..." one of the officers asked in shock.

"Sister." Sam answered, looking away from them to try and hide his red face.

"You're related?" they exclaimed, and I smirked.

"Wish I had a sister like that growing up..." one officer muttered. It made me wonder if he planned for me to hear that, or he was actually trying to be quiet.

"Ew. Pervert." I said, placing a hand on my hip.

"Don't insult the nice officers, sweetie." my father warned me. I scoffed, glared at the officer, then looked away. "Not my fault he can't get any." I grumbled and my father pinched me.

That was about the end of my talking for that little trip to the police station. I had to mentally put myself on a time out in order to keep my mouth shut. But eventually all was said and done and I returned home, with my dorky brother. I was currently sitting out on the lawn, starring up at the stars as the cool grass carressed my skin. Suddenly obnoxiously bright headlights interuppted my peace and I looked up to spot a blotcy patch of yellow. I slowly stood, squinting to try and focus my vision. It was deinfately a car.

"Satan's Camaro is back!" I heard Sam shriek from inside the house. However, I was stuck where I was, frozen at the sight of the yellow car. The driver's side door opened, and I jumped a bit.

"You want me to get in?" I asked, pointing to myself. It honked it's horn and I took that as a yes. I cautiously got in, and the seatbelt snapped around me in a very snug manor. It closed the door just in time for me to see Sam speeding off on our mom's pink bike. Very classy bro. Very classy.

"So...you got a name mister big shot Camaro?" I asked.

The radio became rather static-like and soon a techno-sounding song played. "Sweet little Bumblebee..."

"Bumblebee, eh?"

The car was chasing after my brother, who was embarrassingly screaming like a girl on his rather girly bike. Suddenly he hit a corner, and the door opened. "Hey baby bee, what's going on?" I asked, already coming up with a nickname for him. Him. Er...it was a boy right?

His engine revved and somehow I took that as my signal to get out. When I stepped out, he transformed. So Sam wasn't lying. He really was a giant robot. "Well you look like a boy..." I suddenly blurted out. He looked down at me, his bright blue optics seeming quite...happy. He nodded and I assumed that was my answer. He was a boy.

Sam's shriek of terror interrupted my moment of gawking at the creature. I ran to the source of the noise, and saw a police mustang trying to run my brother over. Being the hot head that I was, I sprinted over and kicked the wheel. "Stop it jerk face!" I yelled. Suddenly I heard the same noise I heard when Bumblebee transformed and gulped as a giant robot was now starring at me. "Shit..."

Just when I thought I could see my life flash before my eyes, I saw a flash of yellow instead. "Bumblebee..." I whispered, when the car swerved, and it's doors swung open.

"Get in the car! Just get in the car!"

I looked behind me to see Sam trying to get Mikaela over to the Camaro. When the hell did she get here? Regardless of that minor detail, I was the first to enter the car. Bumblebee had lowered his seat so that I could climb in back, and then surely as soon as I did Sam and Mikaela slipped in the front. Though Mikaela sat in the middle, in fear she might 'disrupt his driving' or something like that. I on the other hand took this opportunity to show Bumblebee my own personal thanks.

"Officially the coolest car ever." I said, a grin on my face.

"Thank you. Thank you very much..." the radio responded.

Sam and Mikaela slowly turned their heads to stare at me as if I had suddenly become a lunatic. "Did you...Did you just talk to it!" Sam whispered in a panicked voice.

"It's a he, and his name is Bumblebee!" I defended the car.

"Oh so now you're defending it!" he shot back.

"Bumblebee! His name is Bumblebee!" I said, then folded my arms over my chest, "And if I were you I wouldn't be so bluntly insulting the thing that just saved your life and is, let me add, way bigger than you."

"She has a point..." Mikaela whispered. I smiled over at her, suddenly gaining a whole new level of appreciation for her. Sam instantly shut up, and focused outside. Go girl power! "But what I don't understand is...if he's some advanced alien robot, why does he change back into this piece of crap Camaro?"

Oh. Shit.

The car came to a screeching halt and then shook Mikaela and Sam out. Mikaela folded her arms over her chest as the door closed and I was stuck in a pissed off alien car. He made a quick turn then drove off but I could hear Sam yell, "You can't just do that! He's sensitive! You just drove off four thousand dollars and that four thousand dollars just drove off with my sister! Do you know what my parents will do when they find out! They will kill me!" I could practically picture Mikaela rolling her eyes.

"Hey Bee, I know she insulted you an all, but you cant just leave them there." I said, trying to coax him by gently rubbing the seat. He shuddered, but other than that he ignored me. I sighed, when suddenly the car jolted to its side and I had to grip the steering wheel to keep steady. "What the hell, Bee!" I yelled, shutting my eyes.

"Open your eyes..." the radio whispered.

My pale eyes slowly fluttered back open and then almost popped out of my head. The whole interior had changed to that of a newer model. "Holy crap Bee! You're freaking hot!" I exclaimed, and he whirrled in approval. We zoomed back yo my brother who was still freaking out. The car honked, and the two focus on the car, their mouths dropping. "Hop in, but dont drool on the interior..." I said with a smirk.

Me: So, it is actually not as long as I had hoped...

Sam: It's alright...

Me: -bursts into tears- no it isnt! ITS NEVER ALRIGHT!

Sam: o.o

Kaytlin: Uh...yeah...review...and stuff.