Disclaimer; I do not own Transformers.
I began to write this part after dinner, since I was too bored too fall asleep. XD Christmas was really awesome this year for our family, plus we'll be having leftovers from now until the super bowl.
Sorry if this section is really short, I just wanted to get it posted so I can give my readers something to read.
I hope you all enjoyed Christmas, or whatever holiday you celebrate. :) Or if you don't do anything, happy December 26. I also had much fun finding human names for our little Autobots. :D
It was only an hour later, and Sunstreaker's body was trembling with cold. Snow had been falling heavily and the temperature was dropping. "Why me?" he asked himself, thinking about his real body; too bad for the girl, he and Sides were still trashed in their bipedal modes. Only Prowl and Jazz were in vehicle modes. 'We're going to have a hell of a time convincing her to fix us up. We can only hope she won't faint again.'
Back in the house, the fact I was unconscious was about to become history. Silver green eyes woke to meet two pairs of bright blue ones. "Alexa?"
'That man,' I thought. 'Who is he, and why the hell is he in my house?' I searched my brain for an answer. There was none. 'Why the heck is he here? Does he know my parents? Did they send someone to check up on me? Plus, why does my arm hurt so much? Did I fall asleep on it or something?'
I looked at the other man who was staring down at me. 'Is that concern in his eyes?' I wondered. 'His hair… that's the man from the bus! He and his friends were looking for a mechanic.'
As I gathered my thoughts the two men turned to each other, then back to me. "Do you remember us?" asked the red head softly.
I nodded, turning back to the older of the two, "I never caught your names," I muttered. 'I should have asked them that before bringing them into my house,' I thought, cursing myself for being so stupid.
Prowl offered me a soft smile, "My name's Ian and this is Keenan."
I repeated the names in my head, 'Ian and Keenan. Cute names.' "What about the other two, what are their names?"
Sideswipe glanced over at Jazz before thinking back to a show Daniel was watching back at the base. "His name's Cleveland while my brother standing outside, freezing his ass off, is Ira." [Pronounced E-ra]
Prowl looked at me with a serious expression, "When you fell, your arm was twisted backwards. We called the hospital, but the snow is coming down too hard for them to get an ambulance over here."
I looked down at my arm. 'My arm.' It was nothing but a purple colored blob from mid upper arm to mid forearm. Towards the edges it was a sickly puke green.
"While you were asleep we managed to twist it back without causing any more damage," added Prowl.
"Gross."
A slam of the back door was heard after I made my creative statement. "The snow isn't letting up, and by the looks of it, not any time soon."
Sideswipe walked over to his brother, "Why don't we go get you warmed up bro, you looked frozen." The mech quickly dragged his brother into the kitchen, ignoring the complaints.
"What the hell Sidesw-"
"Shhhh! Don't use my name."
"Why the hell not?"
"She thinks my name is Ian."
Sunstreaker gave his brother an incredulous look, "Ian? Where'd you get that one?"
"The same place I got Ira," Sideswipe answered timidly.
"Ira. My name is Ira?" Sunstreaker's tone was strained as he glared at his brother. "You know, when this is over… you're dead."
Sideswipe beamed, "That's my brother!"
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Again, really short.
I apologize.
-Runs off into corner, avoiding flying tomatoes-
