A/N: I'd like to thank the reviewers and the fact you guys are so patient with me. I love you all –tosses cookies and marshmallows- Okay... umm...I suppose that's all. Oh except for explanation. Okay, this is as if Barricade was going back to outer space after the whole Transformers movie, like you know Starscream was only there was a malfunction and Barricade was sent plummeting back to earth. ) That clear everything? Or must I explain more? Oh and I put this chapter up fast because I had muse after the last one and I wanted to type more anyway

Disclaimer: I do NOT in fact own Transformers. I own everything else but them and Camp, and said persons that actually do exist. Paige, Yannie ect. Izzy I completely mine, as is the plot.

Three

The shop was desperately quiet when his optics flickered with life, with spark. The decepticon was struggling to come online, he had been severely damaged when he had broken earth's atmosphere.

"What happened?" A voice came over his comlink. Frenzy. So Frenzy was alright at least, Barricade tried to move and much to his surprise he found that he could not. The picture from his red optics was flickering wildly, threatening to go offline in a moment's notice, but he could see from where he lay he was somewhere inside. Something wet was on his arm as well.

"Barricade?" Frenzy's voice came over again. It would take the rest of his energy to speak to his companion.

"Go, scout out this place, and gather Intel." Then he went offline once more. Frenzy dispatched himself from Barricade, and much to his dislike stepped in a questionable pile of fluid as he clambered down the giant robot. Shaking one foot, the 'mini' robot, examined the pile and discovered it had come from a human's mouth.

Then without second thought, Frenzy began to slink around the shop examining everything. He found plenty to report back to Barricade, but that could not be done without repairs and the nearest medic was back out in space in the decepticon base. So slipping outside, the minibot thought hope was lost for this mission, and began to slink closer toward the camp.

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A wrap covered my stomach now, pressing way too tight almost to the point I couldn't breathe. It hurt like crap too. I actually couldn't believe the nurse had believed my story, well yes I can. I'm a liar genius. I laughed at the thought. Bible class had gone well, except for the death glare I got from one kid, but he was a snot anyway so it didn't bother me once.

Mr. Franklin had been fine with my lateness especially when I showed him the wrap. The class let out without delay, and then we were all ushered off to the ball field to play a game. Despite my best, I was put in the game, flag football.

Now don't get me wrong it was an awesome game, but I had 'other' things to be doing if you catch my drift. But then again, he could wait right? So I played…and it was great because one of my crushes from last year was playing on the opposite team.

His name was Nathaniel, and he was really cute, with that blonde hair and amazingly deep blue eyes. I shook myself out of the daydream when the football landed in my hands. People rushed at me from everywhere, and finally one of them snatched the flag off my belt.

I dropped the ball gratefully, and out of the corner of my eye I saw something shiny move across the field. I couldn't believe my eyes, a robot moving across campus, but when I tried to go after it, it vanished. I went back to the game. Our team won eventually having scored 4 touchdowns to the others 3.

So it was really close. After that we had lunch, sloppyjoes yum, and finally I had some free time. Free time to hunt that strange little robot and fix up my big one. Look at that, I was calling mine. I sprinted past the swimming pool, darted around the gymnasium and eventually made it back to the shop. The door was wide open, and I couldn't believe this, someone or something was going inside.

"No!" I shouted much to their surprise, and they darted inside. It was awfully small to be another kid though. Maybe it was a midget. I thought, but that was rude of me to think of that. I ran after them, pushing the door open wider. It was dark in there, creepy. I reached around flicking on the light, and then I was tackled out of nowhere.

I screamed despite myself, but I think anyone else would too, right? My face was pressed to the concrete slab of the floor, my arms wrenched horribly tight against my back. Was I under arrest? I thought idly. I heard someone speaking gibberish, and something pointy stuck in my back.

"Hey, hey, hey!" I protested, wriggling under their grasp. They were awfully strong for a midget. I picked up my head trying to see. The robot was still untouched, the way I left it this morning. Again…more gibberish, as I twisted breaking my arm free.

"Let go!" I pushed away from it. I rolled, as it leapt on me again, and I realized it was the robot I had seen earlier today. So it wasn't a midget person but a midget robot. I could only hope that it was friendly. It scratched at my arms until I had a simple idea, but it was so genius! I stopped fighting back. The robot, not sure pinned my arms down, and stared at me strangely. I looked to the other robot, the one I had found and spoke very simply.

"Fix." I nodded toward it, and then turned back to the smaller one. Then amazingly in broken English the thing spoke to me.

"Rep-p-p-pair Barrica-a-a-ade?" I could only nod. He started right at me, his blue optics burning a question that I couldn't read. I looked away, and he let me up. I sat up and laughed. The little bot was surprised and hissed something in gibberish.

I was getting tired of all of the weird language. I couldn't tell if he was speaking French or what but it was getting old. He looked to his friend, and I smiled. He was worried, from what I could tell.

"So his name…its Barricade." I asked. The robot merely nodded. I couldn't believe this. I was having a weird conversation with a robot from possibly another planet. I wanted to just yell about it. I'd never had anything so cool happen in all my life.

"What's your name?" I asked. He looked at me warily, before answering.

"Fre-e-e-nzy-y-y-y" Wow he needed an English teacher. I looked doubtfully at Frenzy and then Barricade, and then I began to work.