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"I am not selling my house," said Sarah the moment she opened the door. The two boys behind the door blinked in surprise. "Sarah? Who is it?" asked Aura, moving to skip towards the front door. "Oh. My. Pri-ack!" cried out Aura in surprise when Sarah jabbed her elbow into Aura's stomach. "

Sorry. She hasn't taken her medication yet," said Sarah shortly when one of the boys, one with brown hair and grey eyes gave a 'WTF Just happened?' face. "What?! I'm not on meds!" squawked the older girl, indignant. "That's what they all say. So, what are you here for boys?" asked Sarah, ever so unflappable. "Uh, my name is Sam Witwicky and this is my best friend, Brandon Paxton," said the brown haired boy while gesturing to his companion, another teenager with blond hair and brilliant blue eyes. "We live up the block, and our parents wanted to invite you to dinner."

Sarah scrutinized the boys, eyes taking in their profile. "Hmm. Maybe lat-." "Sarah! Why are you talking outside on the doorstep!" whined Aura, "It's rude!" Sarah sighed, stepping aside. "Why don't you come in?" she asked, and the teenagers entered the house.

The two boys glanced all over the foyer, over the shoe closet and closet, various boxes and other items cluttering up the room. "Sorry about the mess," apologised Sarah, glaring at her sister, "We didn't expect guests over so soon." "It's fine. You moved in two weeks ago, from New York haven't you? I remember seeing moving trucks with New York license plates," said Brandon.

"Yeah. Back in New York we lived in an apartment in Brooklyn. Man, it cost as much as this place. Brooklyn is one of the most expensive places in the U. S. of A," said Aura, "You're the house with the pretty lawn, aren't you?" Sam laughed nervously, reaching to rub the back of his neck in embarrassment. "You noticed that? Er, I mean yeah. I do. My dad takes care of the lawn. He's pretty proud of it."

Sarah nodded. "So how old are you exactly?" "Uh, I'm going to be seventeen," said Sam. "I'm eighteen," said Brandon. Aura gave an appraising nod, to which Sarah said, "Too young for us." "Uh, yeah, so when should we come over? Tomorrow at five?" asked Aura. Brandon gave a smile and said, "Sure. We're having a barbecue, and some of our parent's friends are coming over." "Sure, that will work," agreed Sarah. "Great! " said Sam, and the two left, Sarah moving to lock the door behind them.

Sarah moved and sat heavily on the sofa with a groan. Aura narrowed her eyes, then looked away, sulking. "I am not on medication," Aura pouted. "By how you're acting, it is the only explanation. And Aura... You need to be careful. We just moved in, and I don't want to relocate so soon. You can't just go sprouting the word Primus or anything about the Transformers. That'll just give us away. And we'll be Mary Sues. I DO NOT WANT TO BE ONE. This is war, remember? It isn't all fun and games. We can die," emphasized Sarah. Aura was silent for a couple of moments, pulling out her charm of the Matrix. "I know that, Sarah," she started soberly. "But we can change things-for the better. And you're right. We're mortal. I haven't forgotten." "I didn't either. We can't reveal too much, even if we do reveal ourselves. It might destroy the universe," said Sarah, getting up to go to her room.

Aura sat in a silent room, contemplating what to do next. "We can save them. We just need time." She turned on the TV, moving to a news channel.

Sarah and Aura showed at the Witwicky house at exactly 5:02, Sarah holding a bottle of Jack Daniels. They were greeted by Judy Witwicky, who called her husband over to take it to the dining room.

"So both of you are from New York?" asked Ron after the two women took off their shoes and they all moved to the living room. "Yep! The good old East Coast! Sarah and I were born in Michigan, then our parents moved us when we were three to Brooklyn," prattled Aura. "So where are your parents if you live here?" asked Judy. Aura and Sarah glanced at each other, then Sarah said, "They...they're not with us anymore." Judy and Ron grew quiet, Judy's expression filled with pity. "You mean..." She trailed off. "Yeah. That was why we moved here, actually. We cut nearly all our ties and picked everything up," said Sarah. "Look, Mrs. Witwicky, but we don't need your pity," interrupted Aura. Sarah shot a glare at her sister before sighing. "Aura, why don't you find Sam and Brandon," she said. "Yeah. Maybe I should," agreed Aura. "The boys should be upstairs," supplied Judy. Aura nodded, and moved to go up the stairs.

Sarah waited before speaking again. "I'm sorry if Aura offended you in any way," she said quickly. "Oh, no, I understand," said Judy. "It must be hard, losing someone so young in life." "Yeah. She was closer to my father, while I was closer to our mother. Our parents were in a collision with a drunk driver. The driver was in a minivan while our parents were in a coupe. They also collided with another car, and killed two other passengers. That was about two and a half months ago." Sarah inhaled sharply, then breathed out again. "Aura...she wasn't the same anymore." The room grew quiet, and the depressing thought weighed on their minds. Sarah startled when the doorbell rang, nearly jumping out of her seat. "Who's that?" she asked, and Ron replied, "Oh, that's our guests, the Lennox family."

Ron stood up, walking over to the front door, and opened it.

Meanwhile, upstairs

Aura looked around as she reached the second floor, and she called out, "Sam? Brandon?" "Aura! We're in here!" Replied Brandon immediately. Aura followed the voice, and found Sam on the computer and Brandon laying on a bed. "Hey! Sarah and your parents are downstairs, Sam," said Aura. "Hey. You came in a couple of minutes ago right?" asked Brandon, rolling off the bed. "Yeah. What are you-aww! Is that a Chihuahua? He's so cute!" cooed Aura, her attention fixated on the small dog. "What's his name? How old is he? Does he do tricks? Does he bark? Is he potty trained? How long did you have him? He's so adorable~!" squealed Aura, and while she was firing off questions, Sam clapped hands over his ears at the last sentence.

"Uh, his name is Mojo," said Sam when Aura went to pick Mojo up, whistling sharply to attract him. A second later, she had Mojo in her arms and two fingers under his chin, scratching him and cooing. "He can do tricks, though. Like roll over, bark, things like that," said Sam but Aura wasn't really listening as she lifted the dog to the air. "Awww~! You're a good doggy, yes you are! Yes you are~!"

The dog had started to lick Aura's face, saliva clinging to her face. "Hey! No slobbering!" she cried out in faux-indignation, putting the dog down and wiping her face with the back of her hand. "Sam, do you have a bathroom or something? Sarah hates it when I smell like a dog," asked Aura, and Sam replied, "Uh, yeah, down the hall." Aura left the room to clean up, washing the dogginess off her arms and face with soap. She took a moment to look around the room, duly noting the rather unremarkable bathroom. "Hey, Aura, we're going downstairs!" called out Brandon, and Aura replied, "Yeah, I'll come down!" She left the bathroom, letting some of the water dry off as she held the banister going down. The doorbell rang as she arrived at the bottom step, hearing Sarah ask who was coming over.

Sarah stared at the man at the door, before stepping aside to let him in. "Will!" said Ron, and William Lennox smiled before greeting Sam's parents. A woman holding a baby showed up, carrying a baby bag over her shoulder. "Oh! Hello!" chirped Aura as she skipped over to see the new people. "Aw~! She's so cute!" Aura's eyes were glued to the baby in Sarah Lennox's arms. "Hi! My name's Aura Moran!" she continued, and Aura looked up at the woman holding the baby. "What's her name? Who are you? Can I hold her?"

Sarah appeared to be taken aback at Aura's enthusiasm, but she answered Aura's questions. "Her name is Annabelle. I'm Sarah Lennox. Sure, you can hold her if you know how to." Aura's eyes started glittering with happiness as Mrs. Lennox carefully let her hold the baby. Aura immediately cooed at the baby, bouncing Annabelle in her arms. "It's nice to meet you. My sister's over there," she said, using a hand for a second to gesture at Sarah. "Her name's Sarah too! Isn't that awesome?"

A second later, Aura's attentions returned to the baby in her arms. "Sooo, how old is Annabelle?" she asked. "She's about ten months old now," replied Mrs. Lennox. "She looks like you," commented Aura, smiling when Annabelle did. "She'll be so pretty when she's older. Yes you will!" Aura played with the baby's hands, inspecting them as Mrs. Lennox put down her things. "I think I should give you back to your mom now," sighed Aura, and she held Annabelle out to her mother.

When the baby was safely situated in Mrs. Lennox's arms, Aura flitted to her sister, glomping her and clinging onto Sarah's back and making the taller girl stumble and nearly sprawl on the ground. "Aura! Get off! You're crushing me!" yelped Sarah. "No," said Aura stubbornly. "You're comfortable. Oh! Hello!" The older Moran finally noticed the male Lennox staring at her. "I'm Aurora Moran, but you can call me Aura. Who're you?" Aura let go of her sister, leading Sarah to sit cross legged on the floor to regain her strength. Aura held her hand out to the older man, and they shook hands, Aura trying to give a crushing grip, but failing. "William Lennox," said Will as he let go.

"Oh! Did you meet my sister?" asked Aura sweetly. "Sarah Moran," said Sarah, shaking Will's hand. "We live down the block." Aura then scrutinized Will's form, tilting her head as she asked, "Are you military? Rangers, perhaps?" Will stared at Aura with surprise. "Yes, I am, actually. How did you?" Aura blinked innocently at him, then said, "You have that vibe about you." She gave a blinding smile. "Will!" Aura vague heard Brandon call out from behind her. "How are you man?" asked the blond as he gave Will a man hug. "Aura and Sarah are the new additions to the neighbourhood. They moved here two weeks ago," said the blond boy.

"Hey Brandon," started Sarah, "Where are your parents?" "Oh, they're coming. Soon," replied Brandon nonchalantly. "So Ron, can we see your yard? I noticed how you kept your garden. I'm going to need some tips." asked Sarah. "For some reason, every time Aura tries planting, she kills the flower in two days." "Sarah!" whined Aura, "I don't do it on purpose! Plants just don't agree with me that's all!" "Is that so? Then pray tell, you killed a sunflower in two hours. Apparently you didn't inherit mom's planting skills," retorted Sarah "Why don't we get fake flowers, at least they can't die on me," growled Aura, eyebrows furrowed.

Ron gave Aura a worried glance. Apparently, the man was very attached to his plants. Oh, the irony.

Aura brightened up, flashing a smile. "Come on then. I don't like being in a house for too long," she said lightly. Sarah nodded, agreeing with her sister.

The whole party moved itself outside, seeing that it was getting a bit crowded, especially the maelstrom that was Aura's enthusiasm. That enthusiasm was reflected with her doing some parkour over the pathway. Still, there was no hide or hair of 'Brandon's' parents. About fifteen minutes after Ron started the grill and was cooking the food. Sarah Moran and Sarah Lennox were exchanging life stories while Aura was chatting with the two boys.

"So," started Sarah Lennox, "How old are you two?" The younger woman looked up from a cup of soda at the older woman. "Aura is twenty seven and I'm twenty six. Our parents had us one after another. I was supposed to be a boy, but yeah," Sarah shrugged, "They were happy anyways. Said that their girls didn't need a man to live." A wistful smile spread on her face. "Of course, Aura was showing up to be quite the protégé when she was a baby. She might fool ya for second, but she really isn't that flighty. If you hang around, you can see what type of person she is."

Over at Aura's corner, she was telling the two boys about the time she got the drop on Sarah and rearranged her whole room to the likeness of a Barbie house, complete with pink chairs, bed, vanity mirror and other objects. Needless to say, Sarah took great joy in disposing of the mass of pink furniture and in retaliation repainted Aura's room into a neon orange when Aura was in a college dorm. Seeing as Aura hated the colour orange, it was a whole two hours when Aura had enough and repainted the room a midnight blue and painted stars into the ceiling. It was cool, if Aura had to say so herself as she showed a picture on her phone. Aura had yet to convert her newer room to her old room's likeness, but she was planning to in the next week.

"So is that your car?" asked Aura, her gaze resting on a yellow car. "Yeah. I saw you got a Dodge Charger SRT8 in your driveway," said Sam, turning to follow Aura's gaze. "He's beautiful," she sighed dreamily, eyes starting to cloud over. "He?" asked Brandon, and Aura snorted with amusement. "Duh. I can't imagine him to be a girl, do you?" teased Aura, smiling widely, "Sarah and I are going to open up our own mechanic business in here. We started in New York about a year ago before we moved. We're still scouting the places, so we'll probably get a lease in the next week. Maybe you can be our first customers over in this location. Sarah says I treat all cars like my babies, but some you can't deny are total beauts." Sam nodded before replying, "My girlfriend knows her way around cars too. Maybe you can share with her a few pointers."

Aura's eyebrows hitched up in surprise. "You have a girlfriend? I thought you were…" The girl made an obscene gesture with her hands and she thought Sam's eyes were going to pop out of his head. "Wh-what? N-n-no! We-we're n-not in a relationship!" blurted the boy with a huge blush. Aura mulled the new information in her head until she let out a, "Uh huh…Oh!" Realization dawned on Aura's face. "You're in the closet!"

When Brandon heard that speculation, he nearly fell over laughing. "WHAT?! We're not like that!" insisted Sam, until he saw that Aura was really going to fall over because of his reaction. "Bee, stop laughing!" Aura raised an eyebrow at the nickname. "Bee?" she asked. "Uh, we call him that because of his hair and favourite colours," said Sam. "Ooohhh. I get it," said Aura, "Float like a butterfly, sting like a bumblebee."

"Huh?" asked Brandon, eyebrows furrowed at the phrase. "It's a figure of speech. Like, I've seen you move, and you're pretty graceful for a boy, but I get ya got a mean kick," explained Aura. "Oh," said the boy shortly. "Yes. Oh," agreed Aura. "Oh, hey, look, my dad and his friends are here," said Brandon, and Aura looked over to see a red flamed Peterbilt 379, a black GMC TopKick and an H2 Hummer pull up to the house, and her jaw dropped. "Hmm…I wonder what they feel about explosives," she wondered out loud.

All other thoughts vanished when the drivers exited their respected vehicles.

A/N: That took about a total of two days.

To Wolfimus Prime: Until you wrote your review, I didn't realize they did actually remind me of G1 Sunstreaker and Sideswipe. Good eye.

Aura and Sarah's personalities actually a mix of multiple G1 characters. See if you can find them all. :)