After reading this chapter, you'll know this is a comedy. It's drama too, so I guess it's a dramedy. Ha ha. You'll also notice Prowl's protectiveness over Sari (was that proper grammar?). I'm an Adorable Adventures fan, so I wanted them to have that relationship. I'm not saying all of that happened here, though, considering that Sari went to school there, too. Sorry, Juana. But I may end up putting in references to the candy story and such.

Chapter 2

"I've looked up about nearby high schools and I've found one that seems very promising," said Isaac as he and Sari got on Prowl, "I've scheduled a tour of the school so we can find out whether or not this is the one you're going to."

"And if we don't like it?" asked Sari.

"I thought of that. There are a few other ones we can check, but if none of them seem to fit our standards, then we'll just have to choose from what we have."

"I doubt I'll hate every single one of them, but I guess I can deal with that if it happens."

"I don't suppose you asked how big the classrooms and hallways are?" Prowl asked as he drove off.

"What?" asked Sari, "No way are they gonna let you in there. You just stay in the parking lot like a good little motorcycle while we take the tour."

"No, Sari," said Prowl, "I prefer to know what kind of a place you are in all day."

"Why? That's Dad's job, not yours."

"Still, I don't feel comfortable with you spending all day somewhere that I have never been to and have no idea what kind of people you are with. For all I know, every single classroom will be utter chaos."

"Duh," said Sari, "It's high school."

"Sari."

"Prowl."

"I have nothing against you joining us," said Isaac, "but if they refuse to let you in, then you'll have to stay outside."

"Agreed," said Prowl.

"I don't know, Dad…" said Sari, "Think about it. Boys, especially teenage boys, go crazy when they see a motorcycle. All of Detroit goes insane when they see an Autobot. Now, imagine hundreds of teenage boys and a motorcycle that turns into an Autobot in the same building. I mean, really! This kind of thing will do nothing for my reputation as a normal person."

"I had not considered that," said Isaac.

"Really?" Sari asked.

"Yes."

"Wow. That's just sad."

"Hmmm…" said Prowl, "Perhaps I could watch from outside?"

"Oh, do whatever you want so long as you don't cause any insanity," said Sari.

"Of course," said Prowl.

There was a brief moment of silence, which made Sari grow bored.

"Are we there yet?" she asked.

Prowl groaned."Don't start."

"What?" Sari asked, "I'm just trying to make conversation. Geez… So are we there yet?"

"No," said Prowl.

"If you want to make conversation, Sari," said Isaac, "we should probably figure out what to do with your Tutor Bot."

"You mean I get to decide?" asked Sari, "Well, then, I say we blow him up, put him back together, then blow him up again for good measure. That'd be awesome."

"You are one sick child," said Prowl.

"Hey, if you had to deal with Tutor Bot, you'd be a sick child, too," said Sari.

"It couldn't have been that bad, Sari," said Prowl.

"That thing tried to teach me advanced algebra when I was 8 years old."

"Oh, my," said Prowl.

"How much longer?" Sari asked.

"Be patient," said Prowl, "I think you'll survive 10 more cycles."

"Ummm…" said Sari, unfamiliar with Cybertronian terminology.

"About 10 minutes," Prowl explained.

"Oh," said Sari, "So what do we do until then?"

"Why don't we just be quiet and enjoy the scenery?" Prowl asked.

"What scenery?" asked Sari, "All I see is global warming! There's a gas station… and a garbage truck… and a Burger Bot… and a school… Oh look, tree stumps… and a—wait, is that the school right there?"

**

"Sari!" said the principal as she and Isaac entered his office for an interview, "Come… have a… Wait a second."

"What?" Isaac asked.

"I thought you wanted to enroll Sari."

"This is Sari."

"But she's not in third grade... I thought that she was going to the lower school."

"Well, yes… Um, this is my other daughter."

"With the same name as the younger one?"

"Um…" said Isaac, trying to think of an explanation for Sari's upgrade, "Well, this Sari is my adopted daughter from… Thailand."

"What happened to the other Sari?" the principal asked.

"She… died… in a… boating accident…" Isaac stammered, much to Sari's dismay.

"I'm so very sorry," said the principal.

"Thank you for your concern," said Isaac, "it was very tragic indeed…"

Sari could not take any more of this. "Heh-heh…" she said nervously, "One second." She dragged her father into a corner to knock some sense into him.

"I died in a boating accident?!?!" she yelled in Indian so that the principal wouldn't know what she was saying.

"I was under stress!!" Isaac responded.

"Next time, I do the talking!!"

"Alright!"

Sari and Isaac returned to their seats.

"So..." said the principal, "You speak another language?"

"Indian, yes," said Sari.

"I thought you said you were from Thailand," said the principal.

"Well," said Sari, elbowing her father as he opened his mouth to speak, "I'm not really from Thailand… I'm Indian. I just got transferred to an orphanage in Thailand and he adopted me before I learned Thai."

"And why were you transferred?" The principal asked.

Sari paused. She had to think of something right away, and she knew it would sound incredibly stupid. "I…" She began, "Um, that is… they didn't feed us in India… so I… ate my roommate's puppy…"

The principal's eyes bulged. He backed his chair away from Sari. Isaac dragged Sari into the corner and they began arguing in Indian once again.

"Oh, sure!" said Isaac, "Your excuse was much better!"

"My first idea was good…" said Sari.

"He's not going to let a puppy eater into this school!!"

"I was a starving child!" said Sari, "My roommate ate it, too!!" She had no idea what she was talking about now.

"What?!" Isaac asked.

"I don't know!"

"My idea was much more believable!!"

Sari groaned, and the two returned to their seats.

"You... ate your roommate's puppy..." the principal whimpered.

"She was a starving child," Isaac defended, "Her roommate ate it, too."

"I see..." said the principal, writing something down on a notepad.

**

Sari walked out of the school, drenched in hot coffee.

"Sari," Prowl asked as soon as he saw her, "What did you do?"

"Nothing!" said Sari, not wanting Prowl to know what had happened.

"Well," said Isaac, twiddling his fingers, "It turned out we weren't the best at improvising, and the principal was highly disturbed by the things we said. He refused to let Sari attend, and she took it as discrimination, and, well… You can probably guess what happened before she got attacked with a coffee mug."

"You have to watch your temper, Sari," Prowl scolded, "You realize that you've probably scarred that man for life. He might even get put in an insane asylum if he tells anyone about this."

"Next time," said Sari, "We come up with a story beforehand."

"That would be helpful…" said Isaac.

"We're not going to the next school right now," ordered Sari, "We are going home right now to determine my past life. This is not happening again. ¿Comprende?"

"Comprendo," said Isaac.

So apparently they also speak Spanish. Or at least they know the word "comprender" and all that conjugation slag. If you didn't catch on, Sari got mad and went robot, and then the principal freaked out and attacked her with his coffee. Poor nameless principal may very well end up in a straitjacket. They're gonna have to Snark that guy (Troop/nerd talk for erase his memory). Also, if puppies are considered food in your culture, please don't take offense to this. It's just frowned upon in my society, because we keep puppies as pets, not in our fridges. So it's frowned upon, especially when the puppy belongs to your roommate. I hope I didn't offend anyone… Hold on… Do they eat puppies in India? Gah, my brain…