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Ashley: Pushy.

Me: Quick on with the story!

The Birds And The Bees

Chapter Three: Guardianship

Where was I now? Well I was standing in front of five giant ass robots. That's where I was. Talk about living in a dream.

"Autobots..." Sam whispered, once they were all introduced. Autobots, huh? Guess that suits them. They morph into automobiles and they're robots. Clever ones, aren't they? "So...Bumblebee you're my guardian?" Sam spoke up again.

"Whoa do I just not exist here!" I suddenly piped up, folding my arms over my chest causing me to give myself an unnecessary 'push-up'. Bumblebee stared down at me curiously, his bright blue optics fixed on me.

"Bumblebee! Get your processors out of the gutter!" Ratchet, the medic, suddenly spoke up. Bumblebee flinched, looked away, and began rubbing the back of his helm sheepishly.

Sam looked over at me, then at Bumblebee, then back at me, and then back him. "Great! Now my car is a pervert!" Sam yelled, throwing his hands in the air.

"Takes one to know one." I mumbled, causing Mikaela to giggle. Yeah, I was really starting to like that girl.

"Yo I kinda like the little chick, she's got attitude." The one named Jazz spoke up. I looked over at him, winked, and then smirked.

"Why thank you." I said, giving a mock bow. His body rumbled in a chuckle, and I couldn't help but giggle myself. "Hey if Sam's got Bumblebee, at least let me have this guy."

Bumblebee chirped and whirled in protest. I recently learned that his vocal processor was damaged in battle, so that's why he used the radio to talk. He was also the youngest amongst the group. "Please Bumblebee calm yourself. You may be the guardian to them both since they are technically related." Optimus said. He was the leader of this little- er, giant group. He then focused on me, his wise and fatherly looking blue optics piercing me. And I thought my blue eyes were intimidating? Pfft. "This is true, yes? Being his adopted sister means you are related to him?"

"Right." I said firmly.

"Your true creators. I understand that they-"

"Stop!"

My body gained goosebumps and my mouth grew dry. Had I really just yelled at the big guy? Yes, I had. But I had every right to! He was bring up my parents. My real parents. That was a touchy subject that I never mentioned and I definitely didn't want to hear about them from some alien robot who I didn't even know for longer than a few minutes. All the Autobots seemed shocked, but Sam decided to stick up for me. "It's best if you don't bring up her parents, she doesn't like it. Truth is, I don't even know why she was adopted and I could care less if she won't tell me because I have her in my life now-" he paused to look over at me, giving me a brotherly smile. "-And that's all that matters." Points for you Sam for being a sweetheart at times.

"I see. Regardless Bumblebee shall be both of your guardians." Optimus said. I squealed, suddenly being lifted off the ground and turned around to see I was starring into bright blue optics.

"Hey there Bee, happy ya get me too?" I said softly, giving him a wink.

If a robot could blush, well Bumblebee would certainly be blushing by the look on his face. He then nodded quickly, and brought me close to his chest. I felt this pulse from within him and pushed myself closer to his chest plate. It kind of felt...like a heart.

"Looks like the little lady likes the kid's spark." Jazz said, nudging the robot next to him who's name was Ironhide.

"His Spark?" I whispered, placing my hand over where the pulse was strongest.

"My heart, it beats, beats for only you..." Bee's radio sang. I smiled up at him, and he was smiling back. Paramore. Who would have thought aliens had a good taste in music.

"Well aren't you a cutie?" I said, smiling up at him. His vents whirled and his blue optics avoided my gaze.

"Not so- bad yourself." his radio said softly, as he scratched the side of his head with a finger.

"Bee's got a crush on the femme!" Jazz said, nudging Ironhide again who let out a low growl of irritation.

Bumblebee shook his head quickly, raising his free hand in defense. "It isn't-like that at all!" his radio blared in protest. I just sat there with a grin, my multi-colored hair grazing my smooth skin with the night breeze.

"So you want the glasses?"

I looked down to see that Sam was still speaking with Optimus. The glasses? Does he mean those crazy old glasses he was trying to sell on EBay. I knew he had to still have them. I mean, who would buy those things.

An hour later I found myself in Sam's room. "You really need to clean this place." I muttered, kicking a pair of boxers under his bed before Mikaela could spot them. He would thank me later. Mikaela giggled at my previous comment and stuffed her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. Sam was still frantically looking around the room for the glasses when I noticed a colorful flyer fall from his desk. I bent over, picked it up, and then gasped. "Sam, how did you get this! It's mine!" I squealed.

He shushed me, glanced over at me, then rolled his eyes. "It fell out of your bag one day. I forgot to give it back."

"Hey is that the invite to The Technicolor Phase?" Mikaela spoke up.

I looked over at her, my eyes wide with surprise. "Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked.

She pulled out a folded up flyer from the back of her pocket, and then held it out to me. "I got one too. From that kid, Danny, right?" she said, causing my face to grow hot just at the mention of his name. Danny Hellington, or Danny 'Hell' for short. He was a boy I had had taken a major liking to since my sophomore year in high school. I wouldn't say it was a crush. Pfft, yeah like I'd ever have a crush on a boy. "I hear he's going to be the DJ at the rave. I was going to head there just for fun..." she said.

"Yeah! Me too!" I lied. I was clearly going just to see him.

"You know I hear he's pretty into you." she said, a devilish smirk creeping upon her lips.

"Really?" I squeaked, then suddenly realized I had let my cover slip. I cleared my throat then looked away. "I mean, yeah...it's whatever I guess."

"Hey. Can we cut out the boy talk for just a second I'm-"

Sam was interrupted when the house suddenly began shaking, and the power went out. We all darted over to his window, seeing that Ratchet had fallen and taken the power lines out with him. Sam began to whisper-yell down to them, telling them to cut it out. I on the other hand just rolled my eyes and then suddenly realized something more important.

"Sam?" I whispered, grabbing his shoulders and spinning him towards his closed door. He grew wide-eyed at the small space beneath the door that revealed lights moving around. We then all seemed to hear the fast footsteps.

"Sam! Why is this door locked?" Our father said, shaking the handle.

"Honey! Kate isn't in her room!" Our mother called from down the hall.

We were so screwed. Mikaela ducked down behind the bed, and Sam and I turned to look each other. Both of us froze. We were both dirty and sweaty! This was so not a good combination when the door was locked. "They're going to think we were doing something..." he whispered.

"Oh no they're not!" I whispered back, then quietly walked over to where the door was and stood against the wall.

He seemed to get my plan, and opened the door to our parents. "What are you guys doing? Can't a guy get some privacy!" he said, shielding his eyes from the light of their flashlights as the door covered my body from our parent's view.

"I thought I heard voices." Ron said, stepping farther into the room.

"Voices? What voices?" Sam asked quickly.

I heard their footsteps and then our father gasp. "Look at the yard!" He exclaimed. I was beginning to to think the worst. Like maybe he saw the Autobots outside. "It's a total mess! That earthquake messed up everything." he stated and I instantly relaxed. Assuming they were both at the window, I slowly pushed door so there was enough space for me to slip out without making noise, and then quickly walked down the hall.

Once in my room, I stripped out of my clothes, and wrapped a towel around me. I briskly walked back to Sam's room and peeked inside. "Mom? Dad? What's going on? I was going to take a shower and then suddenly the power went out." I said, sounding perfectly normal. Unlike Sam I was more believable in the situation.

"I thought you said she wasn't in her room." Ron said.

"I didn't check her bathroom." Judy admitted. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and then placed my hands on my hips. "Dear, you two are the same age. Isn't it normal for a teen your age to want some me time?" My mother asked me, and that's when I noticed Sam's red face. What the hell happened in those like three minutes that I was gone! "I was trying to tell Sam here that it was okay if you know...he was masturbating before we walked in."

"Oh god mom that is so wrong! Shut up!" I shrieked, covering my face with my hands.

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