Hi again, I am on a role, well here it is hope you like it enjoy!


Miko looked out the window "Miko are you okay?" Bulkhead asked.

" Oh… yeah of course I am," Miko answered. She had been deep in thought: she hoped to find some ghosts, but she hadn't really considered what she would do if the town was actually haunted. Not to worry, she reassured herself; Bulkhead was there to protect her!

"Lead the way," Arcee said.

"We're already here," Miko said.

"We are?" Bumblebee asked.

They all came to a halt. "Yep, we're here," Raf answered.

"Cool! A saloon! I always wanted to go in one of these," Miko said. Jack and Raf had to admit, they both did too. Miko headed straight for the saloon.

Bulkhead surveyed the ghost town, checking for heat signatures. He was relieved that there were only small heat signatures, probably vermin. He wondered if ghosts had heat signatures. Bulkhead shook his head, trying to clear that thought from his mind. He had almost convinced himself that ghosts weren't real when the strong wind pushed up against him. He almost onlined his weapons when he noticed that there were a bunch of tumbleweeds going everywhere.

One tumbleweed brushed up against Bumblebees leg. Bee started shooting at it. Bulkhead laughed; obviously, he wasn't the only one who didn't want to be here.

"What are you doing!" Arcee scolded.

Bee did not answer. He was still shooting at the tumbleweed.

"What are you doing! Stop that!" Arcee yelled.

"I thought it was a decepticon," Bumblebee said.

"A decepticon is not going to touch you… it would shoot at you,"

"Well you could never be sure they could have changed their tactics you know they are sneaky," Bumblebee said.

"Oh brother," Arcee muttered.

Miko walked into the saloon with Bulkhead following behind her, but when Bulkhead tried to get in, he knocked one of the doors down.

"Way to go Bulk. You just destroyed their antique history," Arcee said.

"Well it was it was falling apart anyway," Bulkhead answered.

Bulkhead tried to put it back but failed to do so. As he backed up, he brushed up against the other one, it just fell off.

"Aw, " Miko exclaimed. "I wanted to keep going back and forth thru those swinging doors. They were pretty cool."

"It was falling apart anyway. Besides, you could have gotten a splinter or something," Bulkhead stated.

"Whatever," Miko said as she raced over to the bar. She and Raf started pretending to be bartenders.

Jack walked into a back room. It also had a few old tables and chairs scattered throughout. He found a set of stairs and looked up the dark stairwell. Jack wanted to explore, but he didn't want to be alone. "Hey Arcee. Do you want to go upstairs?"

"No, but I will keep an eye on you," Arcee answered.

Jack peered into the dark room with the flashlight he turned on. Glancing at the dim light, Arcee joked, "Well that is useless." She was laughing while shining her light.

Arcee's light cast strange shadows on the walls. "Well, unlike yours, mine doesn't cast strange shadows."

"Scared Jack," Arcee questioned.

No… just cautious," Jack said.

Just then, one of the shutters slammed shut, blown about by the strong wind. Arcee stiffened and shone her light were the sound came from.

Arcee made a sigh of relief ... "just the shutter," she muttered.

"Scared Arcee," Jack joked.

"No, just cautious...you never know there could be decepticons around," Arcee said.

Jack peered around and he came into a cool looking bedroom: the floor was rotted and the closet was falling off its hinges.

"Hey, be careful okay," Arcee said worried.

"Trust me. I weigh a lot less than you."

"Yeah, but you have no protective armor to keep you safe," Arcee said.

"Don't worry I will be fine… trust me," Jack said trying not to get her worried.

Arcee raised an eyebrow. "Okay then," Arcee said with an optic fastened on Jack.

Jack just ignored her and continued exploring the fascinating room. He went over to bed and peeked under it. "You gotta admit. Ghost hunting is kinda of fun," Jack said.

"We are not ghost hunting," Arcee said. "Did think you would find a ghost sleeping under the bed?"

"Not sleeping," Jack mused. "Maybe hiding," he said hopefully.

"If a ghost is invisible, why would it need to hide?" Arcee said sarcastically.

Ignoring her comment, Jack said "Well it's like history."

"Since when have become fascinated with history?" Arcee asked.

"I've always liked history," Jack said.

"No you haven't," Arcee said.

"Well, now I do," Jack said. "Come on Arcee. This is living history!" Jack said.

There was a large bang.

"History class is over...NOW!" Arcee yelled.

"But Arcee, come on," Jack said.

"Now is understood!" Arcee's voice raised.

Bulkhead groaned. All the dust was getting in his sensors. "Humans are filthy," Bulkhead said to himself.

"These historical humans were filthy: no wait - the ghosts are filthy. Who am I kidding. Ghost don't even exist. There was no such thing as a disembodied human. Everyone goes back to the allspark," Bulkhead corrected himself.

Bulkhead heard a loud noise as a shuttered slammed into the wall.

"Hmm. I wonder if the ghost heard that," Bulkhead said to himself again.

And then another loud sound happened.

"And that," Bulkhead squeaked.

Bulkhead continued walking around. He kept on hearing creaking noises whenever he walked.

And another loud screeching noise came.

"Did you hear that! Did you hear that! " Bumblebee squeaked.

A mouse skittered across the floor. Bee started shooting at it.

Bulkhead knew that it was a bad idea for Bee to look up some ghost stories. The scout had a wild imagination when it came to certain things.

"Bee, relax. It's probably just a tumbleweed," Bulkhead said. He hoped it was a tumbleweed.

"Okay," Bumblebee answered slowly.

Bulkhead heard a bunch of noises.

"Well, Bee. I am gonna go scout the place out… watch the kids," Bulkhead said.

"Yeah, sure. I will watch the kids," Bumblebee said.

Bulkhead walked to the back of the building where there was a smaller door. "I should be able to get in right?" Bulkhead said to himself. He stopped still when he heard what sounded like a scratching noise. His weapons came online: Bulkhead powered his weapon up.

"I am just going to see what is making that noise and then I am going back to the kids," Bulkhead thought as he stepped into the doorway.

Bored with being a bartender, Raf raced over to the broken piano and tried playing it. When he banged on the keys, a horrible screeching sound came out which so startled Bulkhead that he got wedged into the doorframe.

Bulkhead went to steady himself and his hand went right onto what appeared to be a trigger for a trapdoor. He accidently started shooting as he fell. He was so startled at the vermin that scrambled across his face that he screamed, thinking that it was a scraplet. Bulkhead was still shooting at the imaginary scraplet as he fell straight through the trapdoor and into a hidden mine shaft.

"Bulkhead, Bulkhead, what's going on? Bumblebee asked into the comlink.

Arcee and Jack ran down the stairs Arcee broke off a bit of the stairs.

Arcee and Jack came down to see a big gash in the floor and a bunch of dirt

and Bumblebee, Raf and Miko looking through the dirt

"What happened?" Jack asked.

"The ghost ate Bulkhead!" Miko screeched