'ELLO AGAIN!
Sorry, I had to re-write this because my computer decided to do a Prowl and Glitch; there for loosing the chapter I'd painstakingly wrote for you guys, then parents disconnected the internet while they went on holiday (EVIIIIILLLLL!)
Anyways…
Arkracer: Magicrazy101 doesn' own anythin'.
Me: wow, I didn't have to ask this time… where is everyone anyway?
Arkracer: Tim's tryin' to keep Mr. Madsen from fain'ing, ah've no Idea whe'e CC's bein' and Sunny said tha' he didn' wan' ta be 'round a crazed squishy any more
Me: Awwww
"Papa, don't, panic." Tim said slowly, moving carefully towards her father. Mr. Madsen simply whimpered and took a half step back his wide gaze set on the two giant robots lying in his garage "There not going to hurt you, they're friends" Tim continued
There was an odd silence as the Cybertronians looked confusedly
Finally, Arkracer spoke up "The Male organic's hear' rate is eleva'ed. Is this normal?" she inquired curiously
Sunstreaker snorted "Great, there's more organics on this Primus-forsaken planet"
Mr. Madsen whimpered again and dropped a phone that Tim had only just noticed to the dirt.
Suddenly, making everyone jolt in shock, CC burst out into spontaneous laughter
"Bwahahahahahahha! You should see your face!" she gasped, she laughed s hard that she ended up flat on the ground after she tripped over a stray pipe.
Tim grabbed her father's hand gently and drew closer to the Cybertronians.
"Papa," she said hesitantly after sending a withering look at CC who had re-found her bag of cookies "This is Arkracer and Sunstreaker. Ark, Sunstreaker, this is my Papa"
Arkracer's faceplates moved into a surprisingly human-like frown "Your Papa?" her optics dimmed once again then quickly brightened "Ah see, yah mean yah Mech-creator" the Field medic said nodding. She knelt on one knee and offered a digit to a stunned Mr. Madsen.
Holding up surprisingly well, Mr. Madsen 'shook' Arkracer's servo and stuttered what could have been considered a greeting if it had been intelligible.
Then he quickly walked over to one of the old chairs on the side of the shed and sat down before he fainted.
Tim blinked "Well that went surprisingly well" she stated.
'AHHHHHH!" CC screamed "SPPPIIIDDDEEERRRR!" she sprinted and ducked behind Sunstreaker's wheel-like stabilizing servo "DON'T LET THE SPIDER GET THE COOKIES TIM!"
Sunstreaker growled and shoved the teen none to gently away from his s-servo "Stay away from me Fleshy"
"IF YOU DON'T WANNA BE AROUND ME YOU CAN FUCKING RACK OFF AND FIND YOUR OWN HIDING PLACE YA FUCKING PILE OF SCRAP METEL!"
"Don't make me come over there CC" Tim scolded as she made her way to the dropped bag of cookies, and then snorted.
"CC, it's just a small Huntsman" she said, brushing away the fist sized spider and picking up the bag and walking over to her friend who was peering cautiously at the corner that the creepy-crawly had scuttled off to.
"Did you kill it?"
Tim rolled her eyes "CC, it was only a baby! If it was full grown it would have been the size of my hand, and do I look like a baby killer to you?"
"IT'S GONNA KILL ME IN MY SLEEP!" CC cried, and grabbed the bag and started stuffing her mouth with the sugar filled cookies looking around with wide eyes as if she expected an army of the arachnids to suddenly attack.
Arkracer looked at the girls curiously "How is i' tha' a human can be so afraid of somethin' so much smaller than i'?" she asked
"THEY CAN KILL YOU!" CC shrieked, Tim calmly put a hand over her mouth
"A lot of humans suffer from something called Arachnophobia which is the unconditional fear of spiders, CC happens to be one of them. Even though a Huntsman doesn't have poisonous venom, and the worse they can do to harm you is give a nasty bite, CC is still afraid of them."
Tim suddenly drew her hand away from CC's mouth, "Eww, that's disgusting!"
CC wiped her tongue vigorously "Do you have any idea how bad your hand tastes?"
Arkracer watched the two of them confused, she could see that Tim had a slimy fluid from CC's organic glossier on her servo but didn't she have similar fluids?
"What are you doing here?"
Arkracer's pondering, Sunstreaker's brooding and the girl's bickering were all interrupted by a question asked by the one and only, confused and mostly forgotten Mr. Jacob Madsen.
"Ummm… you invited me?" CC replied, making Mr. Madsen shake his head
"No the- robots!" he giggled almost hysterically "I have two massive alien robots sitting in my shed! What are they doing in my shed?"
Tim rubbed her neck and flushed slightly "Well, CC might have suggested that they hide here and I just might have agreed so-"
"No! As in what are they doing here. As in on this planet!" The exasperated adult said desperately
The three of them looked expectantly at the two Cybertronians
Sunstreaker grunted and folded his arms "I don't need to explain things to squishies" he growled, folding his arms and leaning back against the wall of the shed making Mr. Madsen wince as it groaned in protest at the new weight.
Arkracer prodded him in the side making him grunt.
She turned back to the waiting humans "Well…
(A/N: The accent can be annoying to write and no one can understand it completely so you'll just have to imagine this in an epic Scottish accent XP)
The two of us come from a planet a few galaxies away from this one, our planet was called Cybertron. It used to be a beautiful place,
There were lakes and seas of energon and whole cities made of metal, there were families growing every where and everything was peaceful.
Unfortunately there's always one-bot who has to ruin it all. In this case it was Megatron.
During this time the Energon Rivers and lakes started to run out, and Energon became all the more precious and the All-spark– our original life source stopped giving New-sparks and simply started storing all the energy that would usually have been given to the New-sparks
Megatron was cruel and selfish and wanted all the stored power in the All-spark for himself. If he did get all that power he would be able to control all of Cybertron.
And so, the war started.
All Cybertronians were forced to take sides, either Decepticon, with Megatron. Or Autobot, with us. In some special cases there were Neutrals, but they were thought to have been wiped out when Megatron started the war.
Our leader was Optimus Prime. Before the war started he had been a librarian named Orion Pax, how he became a Prime I'm not sure, but he's a great leader; never leaving a bot behind.
Megatron despised weakness, and, seeing them as a liability, he decided to kill all the femmes and young sparklings (baby Cyber'onians, Tim)
Most of them lived in the youth sector at that time; My Femme-creator and I were staying there at her sister's berth-place (a House, now please stop in'rruptin') because ours had been destroyed the same solarcycle my Mech-creator offlined.
The Decepticons attacked while we were walking back from the Energon Lake.
My femme-creator saw the smoke raising from the youth sector, her sister handed me her sparkling, an adorable little yellow mech, and they told me to run and hide, a few Astroseconds later the were both offline, offlined by Starscream; Megatron's SIC himself.
He must have heard either the sparkling or I crying and started chasing us.
I ran, and then there was an explosion and I must have off-lined for a breem or so. Because I onlined to a small stabilizing servo kicking my face plates.
I after that I yelled until it felt like my vocal wires were fried, hopping that some-bot would hear me
Thankfully, some-bot did, and I found myself and my little cousin being pulled ut of our little cave by none other than Optimus Prime himself.
Later I found out that Bumblebee, my sparkling cousin, and I were the only survivors of the Youth sector attack, and were then possibly the last sparkling and youngling in existence.
We were proved wrong when several more younglings were pulled from other ruins, among these were Sunny here and his twin Sideswipe.
Sunstreaker growled and glared at Arkracer.
The field medic looked at him sadly and patted his leg.
Sunstreaker grunted and shoved her hand away "Keep going." He growled
Arkracer nodded, turned back to her eager and awestruck listeners and continued
They'd been found hiding under a bridge.
Their creators had been Artists working on a project there and had been caught in the crossfire.
In the first few solarcycles of their arrival to the Autobot base they were running from the CMO Ratchet for gluing his wrenches to his aft while he was in recharge.
I just happened to be walking down the hall and they ran straight into me, I hid them in one of the many hiding places I'd found before the other younglings had come and convinced Ratchet that they'd gone in the opposite direction.
Eventually they were found and got locked in the brig.
I managed to convince Prowl to let me visit them alone and opened the gate to their cell easily.
We were all caught sneaking to the energon dispensers. We were in the brig for at least a Decacycle.
Apparently I had impressed Ratchet with the skill that I had handled the wires that held the brig cells closed and he decided to put my skills to better use as a medic
After that, I somehow managed to juggle my training as a medic, training as a warrior and time with the twins until we had all grown up considerably, though it's debatable weather the twins ever grew up at all.
During that time, the all-spark had been launched into space and, chasing after it, Megatron, and a bit after that, Optimus Prime, CMO Ratchet, Weapons expert Ironhide, Third in command-after Prowl-Jazz and my now very grown-up sparkling cousin Bumblebee- the Autobots best scout.
They went after the All-spark to stop Megatron from getting his servos on it.
The rest of us Autobots were left on the Ark-the Autobot's ship (An' no, ah'm no' designa'ed after I')- to deal with the majority of Decepticons who hadn't followed their leader.
Prowl was leader while Optimus was away, being Second In Command. Soon enough, we got a distress signal from a small Neutral settlement on a planet with particularly large energon levels.
We answered it only to find more Decepticons than we thought there. Being front liners, the twins and I were some of the first on the battle field.
Some time during the battle Sides-Sunny's twin- got badly wounded. I managed to stabilize him and get him back to the ship. Once I'd left him in the capable hands of my fellow apprentice medic Jolt, then went back to the front lines to stop Sunny from offlining himself in the berserk mode he'd worked himself into.
On the way to him, I was attacked by a Decepticon and somehow, the frag-head managed to off-line me.
When I onlined again Sunny and I were chained in the brig of the Decepticon's ship; the Nemesis.
That was one hundred vorns ago, the equivalent of one-thousand of your earth years.
A few joors ago we managed to escape, we were chased by a Decepticon named Thundercracker and a few others which is how Sunny got damaged.
Sunny had been getting faint feelings through his twin-bond while we were being… tortured, by Megatron's communication officer Soundwave.
We found that the closer we got to this planet the stronger the twin bond got.
So we believe that there are other Autobots on this planet.
Silence filled the shed as Arkracer finished her story, morning light filtered through holes in the roof and reflected off Ark's green and silver armor. CC's jaw was basically touching the ground.
Somewhere just outside, a kookaburra decided that the who situation was funny and started laughing in the morning air.
"Wha… One-thousand years- Exactly how old are you guys?" Mr. Madsen stammered
"fairly old to a human." Ark replied
Sunstreaker snorted "Only because you squishies have ridiculously shot life spans"
CC surprised everyone by laughing "You remind me of Dory off Finding Nemo by saying squishy all the time! She finds the baby jellyfish and says: 'this is Squishy, and he will be mine, and he will be my Squishy' and then she gets stung by it!"
Silence once more reined the shed, Tim decided that then would be a good time to put the flat of her hand to good use.
"Ow!"
"Totally inappropriate CC' Tim turned to the Cybertronians "Well I think it's safe to admit that you've been through a lot"
Ark smiled down on the small organic.
All of them were suddenly shocked by a loud ringing echoing through the shed
Mr. Madsen quickly picked up the phone that he'd left lying in the dirt earlier that morning and answered it "Hello, Jacob Madsen speaking…"
Sunstreaker and Ark's cannons folded back into their arms as they realized that there wasn't any danger.
"What do you plan to do now?" Tim asked softly, so not to disturb her dad on the phone.
"Find my twin and leave this Primus forsaken planet!" Sunstreaker growled
CC's face went red "WELL IF YOU-"
"Guys!" Mr. Madsen came up to them, his eyes wide, looking up at the robots "Someone's coming after you!"
Wow. That, was a hard chapter to write.
Thank goodness that's done
CC: Honey! I'm HOME!
Me: yay. u.u;
Tim: AHHHH! PEOPLE ARE COMING!
CC: Calm your metaphorical farm Tim, you're gonna kill my ears
Arkracer: Tim 'as a farm?
CC: great I'm stuck with a genius and an alien robot who don't understand sarcasm, just fantastic.
Sunstreaker: *walks in*
Me: SUNNY! *Glomps*
Everyone else: *rolls eyes*
Sunstreaker: HELP! BEFORE SHE GLOMPS ME TO DEATH!
CC: IF YOU WANT TO STOP SUNNY BEING GLOMPED TO DEATH OR CUT INTO TINY PIECES WITH A CHAINSAW BY ME: REVIEW!
Tim and Areracer: CC!