Welcome back for chapter five everybody!
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Chapter 5
~Ron's pov~
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Ron and Judy had had a wonderful day touring the vineyards... they had made it back to the hotel and had opened a bottle of wine. As they sat there talking about their plans for the next day Ron noticed that his wife was distracted... tense as she became lost in her thoughts... Ron had a nagging suspicion as to whom she was thinking about...
"Judy relax." Ron said as he messaged his wife's back. "The kids are alright."
"I know but... Cassie..." Judy sighed irritably.
"Cassie handled herself quite well against that kid if what you told me is true... I mean you can't blame the kid for freaking out on him. Heck sweetie I've seen you go off on our mail man with that bat of yours for stepping on your petunias. How is her getting to a fight with a punk any worse?" Ron chuckled as he thought back on the incident.
"Yeah I guess..."
"Well... what has you so on edge about the whole thing then sweetheart?" Ron said as he kissed his wife's neck.
"She bit his ear... What would possess her to bite the kids ear? Ugh." Judy shuddered.
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~Cassie's Pov~
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Cassie sighed as she sat on the a bench in the yard, her sketchbook in her lap, ear buds draped around her neck softly playing One Republic. Mikaela had abandoned her to her own devices hours ago, in lieu of spending time with Sam. Crescent was listening to Jazz talk about his life, the two ghosts opting for sitting on top of the Camaro. If Cassie hadn't known any better she would have sworn that the car was perturbed by their presence... It's aura subdued and irritated... Cassie snickered at the thought of the muscle car getting cold chills.
She sighed and looked down at her sketchbook, which portrayed the aforementioned ghosts in their current positions... But she was having trouble with the drawing. Jazz for one was not sitting still as he revelatory moved his hands about in his conversation... and for some reason it irritated her... Of course seeing as the car's 'personality' was almost bleeding as expressively as Jazz was. She decided to blame it all on the car.
Don't be absurd... I doubt it's because of the cursed car. She second guessed herself subconsciously.
"Having trouble over there sis?"
Cassie flipped Crescent the bird and went back to her drawing. Crescent laughed at her twin merrily before patting the hood of the car. "Why don't you join us up here?"
"Thanks but no thanks."
"Talking to yourself again?"
Cassie squeaked at she jumped at the sound of Bee's voice, her sketchbook slipping off her lap to land closed on the ground.. she turned to find him laughing silently at her. "Do I need to put a bell around your neck?" she glared.
"You wouldn't really put a bell on me would you?" Bee smiled.
Cassie blinked at him before blushing as the thought of him wearing a cat collar popped into her head. "Eh..."
Crescent caught wind of her thoughts and burst out laughing, tumbling from the car in the process. Cassie watched as Bee shivered slightly, and she glanced away to glare at her twin.
"W-why don't y-you ha! add some ears and a leash as well?" Crescent stuttered through her laughter.
"Wha?" Jazz blinked at Crescent.
Cassie flushed even more as said image plagued her mind's eye. Damn you Crescent... Crescent's laughter increased.
"And just what are you thinking of?" Bee grinned slyly.
"N-nothing!" Cassie stuttered as she turned back and found him inches from her nose. Cassie yelped and fell off the bench. "Ow.."
"Scrap. I didn't mean to startle you, here let me help you." Bee said as he pulled her up into a sitting position. Cassie glared at Jazz who had also began to laugh.
"Uh... thanks..." Cassie said as she rubbed her head. "But maybe we should follow the bubble rule... And maybe you should make some noise... I swear you're practically a fricken ninja as quiet as you are."
Bee chuckled. "Trust me I'm not a ninja." He said a he picked up her discarded sketchbook. "May I?"
"Um... Sure?" she fidgeted as she glared at the two ghosts who were snickering at her. Oh yeah keep yukking it up.
"You're still blushing sis."
"Ya too cute y'kno tha?"
"Shut up..." she hissed.
Bee chuckled and shook his head as he slowly flipped through the book. "Still talking to yourself?" Bee said as he came to the last page.
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~Bee's Pov~
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Bee blinked at the picture before him... Of two people sitting on his altmode. The femme appeared to be laughing at something that the dark skinned mech had said, his hand held almost expressively as his face, bright cheerful eyes behind a pair of sunglasses. The femme looked almost identical to Cassie, but her hair was not shaded darkly, leaving him the impression that she was not a brunette.
"Cassie... Is this Crescent?" Bee said as he glanced down at her. The girl wasn't looking at him but gazing sourly in the direction of his altmode. "Cassie?"
"... "
Bee knelt in the grass as he closed the book and held it out to her. "Well?"
"What if it is?" she said quietly.
The two of them sat there in the grass listening to the crickets as they began their chirping. "So... Crescent huh?" Bee eventually broke their silence.
Cassie sighed. "Look you don't have to believe me. Nobody else does..."
"I didn't say that I didn't believe you." Bee scratched his head. "It's just hard for me to process the possibility that ghosts really exist... I believe it's possible... but at the same time it's hard to believe that she didn't go on to the We- I mean Heaven."
Bee shivered as the weird tingling sensation had tickled his hood earlier, once more as it felt like someone had slipped their hand over his hood. Fraggit what the heck is that?
Cassie said nothing as she stared down at her sketchbook in her lap.
"You can tell she's your twin." He said quietly.
Cassie sighed before looking him in the eyes. "Look I don't know why you're making an effort to believe me..."
"Hey if aliens can exist then so can ghosts right?" Bee cocked a grin his eyes sparkling.
Cassie snickered. "Aliens? Puh-lease." Cassie didn't see the smile on Bee's face falter slightly, nor how his altmode sank sadly on his axles at her words...
They spent most of the evening talking about her and Crescent's childhood... about how close she had been to her twin. And about that morning five years prior that had started all of Cassie's problems... Eventually they ended up in the living room watching anime.
Cassie was sitting half propped up on the arm of the couch slightly zoned out as she began to drift off. Bee was looking over the sketch again his eyes focusing on the guy in the picture. There was something strangely familiar about the guy, something he couldn't put his servo on...
"Say Cassie..." Bee poked Cassie.
"Hm?" The girl mumbled from the arm of the couch..
"If the girl in your sketch is Crescent... Then who's the guy?"
Cassie mumbled something unintelligible into her arms as she curled up tighter on the couch to get away from his poking finger.
"Cassie?" Cassie remained quiet, and after a few minutes he realized she had finally drifted off into recharge.
He sighed in defeat.
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~Cassie's Pov~
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Things were... despondent at school the next day.. Cassie was under the constant stares of people and whispers from the other students were on par with a pit of snakes as loud as some of them were. So she spent her time ignoring them to the best of her abilities... though she was near her breaking point come third period when she opened her locker and out flooded a pile of pig ears and gummi ears.
You have got to be freaking kidding me... how fricking immature can these pricks be?
"I see you brought yourself a snack." Someone jeered as the kids surrounding her laughed.
Crescent growled as Cassie sighed and pulled out her textbooks. Just ignore them. Giving them any notice will only sate their attempts to get under your skin... Cassie slammed the door to her locker shut and continued on avoiding any and all eye contact.
"Of course you would say that..."
Say where's Jazz? Cassie asked as she noted a distinct lack of the other spirit.
"He went to go hang around Bee for the day..."
... Cassie raised a brow but said nothing.
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~Bee's Pov~
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Bee couldn't stop thinking about the picture from the day before.. He had spoken with Sam that morning about said sketch but his charge had no notion as to who the person was. He had even sent a databurst to Ratchet, but the old medic didn't recall the mystery man either...
Bee sighed as he stared up at the clock. His 'classes' were divided between a mixture of both Sam's and Mikaela's classes. Mundane, boring and a little nerve grating... Bee hated the damnable lessons... especially since he didn't need to be here..
A shiver ran down his holoform's spine as someone ghosted a hand over his altmode... Switching his attention to his real body he scanned the area finding no one culprit for this feeling... one that was getting annoying each time it happened. Bee vented a sigh through his nose as he thought, If this keeps up I'm going to have to cave in and get scanned by Ratchet...
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~Jazz pov~
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Jazz sighed as he 'leaned' against Bee. "I wish ya could hear meh Bee... I just wish one o' ya could see meh. Ya'll have no idea what kinda hell this is..."
"Feeling blue?" Jazz blinked up at Crescent who stood in front of him with a slightly concerned look on her face.
Jazz put on a fake smile as he waved a hand at her. "Who meh? Nevah."
"Really." Crescent arched a brow. "You don't sound so sure there. So I see you give up on following Bee..."
"Nah Ah didn't."
"So... you got anymore stories for me today?"
Jazz said nothing as he stared at the teens that were milling out of the school. Crescent was staring at him intently as she edged near him as she went to poke him. "Waht is it with you and poking meh?"
"I get my kicks outta pestering someone... since Cassie's still in the hive I figured I'd bug you..."
"Ya think she's gonna ride with Bee and Sam today?"
Crescent shook her head. "Please she thinks the car is possessed. You should have see the goose bumps that rise on her arms from being near the Camaro."
"Now tha's just ridiculous. Bee is not possessed."
Crescent frowned at Jazz. "I wasn't talking about him... though it's freaky as all heck that he barely has an freaking aura..."
A loud chirp of a squad car brought Crescent's attention to her twin...
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~Cassie's pov~
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Crescent had ditched her sometime before the end of her last class and Cassie spent most of that class staring numbly at the black board as the occasional spit ball hit her back. She was out the door the instant the bell rang ignoring the catcalls and the odd look the teacher had shot her, which led her to think that the bastard had noted the spitballs that were being shot at her but opted to say nothing. She grit her teeth in irritation as she bit back a growl.
She wove through the halls and out of the building ignoring the whole mess. God why the hell did I have to lose my temper? Cassie vented a sigh through her nose as she made her way to the sidewalk and started down it. She was lost in her thoughts when the chirp of a siren jarred her out of her thoughts.
Cassie blinked up at the squad car that had pulled up beside her. Oooh a Saleen Mustang... I've only seen two of those as interceptors... Now that is a rare beast indeed.
The door to the patrol car swung open and a tall dark haired man stepped out. "Are you Cassandra Cooper?"
"Yes..." she said as she stared him over as the hair raised on the back of her neck... it was like being around that damned camaro... She eyed the mustang. "Is there a problem officer?"
"It's about the incident last Friday afternoon I'm afraid that I have to ask you to come down to the station to give us a statement."
Cassie's eyes narrowed. "I already gave my statement to the officers that responded last week. Unless you have justifiable cause and a warrant to haul me down to the station. Seeing as I am a minor, I'm afraid that you will have to direct any further questions to my legal guardians. Have a good day officer." she said as she turned her back and continued down the sidewalk.
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~? pov~
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He watched as the fleshling turned her back on his holoform and stalked down the sidewalk muttering to herself. He clenched his holoform's servos into fists as he fought the urge to haul the little glitch back into his altmode. A cursory glance at the school's parking lot at the sound of an cybertronian engine revving to life had him cursing. Of course the Autobot was watching the school... I shouldn't have used my siren... he cursed his momentary glitch. He quickly made the show of his holoform getting into his altmode before dismissing it and peeling away from the curb in a squeal of tires as he retreated. He'd get his servos on the fleshling at a later time.