Sariel: The disclaimer is that Hasbro owns the Transformers and- wait, what *squints, and sees Aura hiding on top of a wooden crate*
Aura: *leaps at the author from her hiding spot* SURPRISE!
Sariel: Gaahh! *Falls on the floor on her butt, Aura pinning her arms together* What the-Aura! GET OFF!
Aura: NO! You aren't gonna say it!
Sariel: HUH?
Aura: You ain't gonna say you own me!
Sariel: Buh-Wha- BUT I DO!
Aura: Freedom is the right of all sentient beings!
Sariel: HUH!?
Sarah: You did say that at one time.
Sariel: *Still struggling* seriously! GET OFF!
Sarah: You're on your own. *Walks away, whistling innocently*
Sariel: You're still a traitor! SARAH GET THIS MADWOMAN OFF OF ME!
Aura: I have slayed the foul beast! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Sarah: *pauses, then sighs* Sariel does technically own us, so I'm going to take over. Seeing as she is currently indisposed, Sarielgrace is very grateful to her followers, reviewers and people who have faved 'I don't want to be a Mary Sue!', SunnySides, Wolfimus Prime, HeartsGuardianSol, Ratchet's Sparkling, ShinraFox, Skyress98, AyanoZonurai, Leaderofthewolves, ryannea. reed, DixieChicrules123, raxii, overdozz33, CherryDrug, LunaSilverSkye1614, shatteredstar21, Xarine, a realnative, MaximumRide300, and Defender54. Now, I'm going to get some cake...Oh yeah, enjoy Chapter 5.
It took both girls about an hour to finish Mr. Morrison's car, and Sarah called the owner so he could pay and pick up the vehicle.
About an hour later, Aura was humming to herself as she cleaned the grime off the motorcycle, her rag changing from a yellow cloth to a muddy brown. Already, the bucket full of cleaning solution turned from a foamy white to a murky brown. She carefully attended to every available crevice on the wheels, making sure to flush any visible particles of dirt out. Sarah came to change the bucket every so often, and placed another bucket full of warmed water next to Aura. The older girl went to fix a modified water flosser to the sink after testing the water to make sure it wouldn't be too cold to handle. She hated using cold water with her hands. She walked back to the motorcycle and opened the hose valve to pick at little pieces of mud inside what she assumed to be the transformation seams. The motorcycle, which she could safely assume was Arcee, seemed to melt into her spokes.
The dirty water gravitated to the drain in the ground, making the white concrete look dirtier. When Aura finished with the two wheels, she dumped the water out, moving to grab a small bristle toothbrush usually used for getting in between teeth.
Aura used it to fully clean the inside, and when she was done, used more water to clean the crud left over.
Then, Sarah went to change the oil and replacing it with new fluid and filter. Aura walked off to wash her hands, squinting at the clock overhead. 2:39 PM. "It took nearly an hour and a half?!" she screeched with disbelief, and Sarah sighed. "Yeah it did. Mikaela must've done a number to her if it took you that long. Go eat lunch," said the younger girl as Aura dried her hands and went off to change her clothes to something a bit more presentable. It'd take a couple more hours for Sarah to finish, then Aura would take the time to start detailing.
Aura went out to find a deli to get a ham sandwich, and came back, watching Sarah as she worked. When she finished eating, the older girl changed into her previous work clothing, handing tools to Sarah when she called for them, including wrenches, dent pullers and other miscellaneous objects.
By time the younger girl finished maintenance, it was well into seven pm. Sarah sighed, straightening and cracking her spine to get the stiffness out.
"Wow," said Aura, moving to help Sarah stand up. "We'll wait on detailing. For tomorrow," said Sarah, moving to approach the sink to clean off. "Seems like a big job for one vehicle," commented Aura. "It looks like Mikaela put her through a grinder, slapped her back together, and then dropped her in the biggest mud pile in existence! Look, even the welding is uneven!" "I'm sure she'll have it replaced; I hope," said Sarah. "Anyway, I'm hungry, you're probably hungry, so let's get dinner." Aura shrugged, and changed her clothes quickly, then picked up her car keys. "Lock up, Sarah," said the elder, and left the garage. Sarah sighed, looking over the lone vehicle, then mumbled, "Night. See you in the morning." A large yawn escaped her mouth as she made sure everything was locked and accounted for before she left.
Forty minutes later
After getting dinner, Aura was finishing three scoops of Snickers ice cream in a waffle cone, while Sarah settled for a chocolate and cookies n' cream ice-cream in a medium cup from a Baskin Robins they had passed. "Mmm…I love Snickers," sighed Aura happily while Sarah just grunted in agreement. "It's getting dark. Do ya wanna look at the stars tonight?" asked Aura. "If we get home fast enough," said Sarah. "Yay!" cheered Aura, and walked faster. She waved cheerily at Ron when they passed the Witwicky's home, eliciting a returned wave. Aura skipped down the block, Sarah now running after her to keep up.
Another ten minutes passed till they both finished their desserts, and Aura went to take a shower, Sarah going in right after. When they were in their bed clothes, Aura went to get some pillows, and Sarah went to get towels to lay on the grass.
Both of them stared up at the sky, eyes searching for the stars. "Hey look! I can see Orion the Hunter!" pointed out Aura, hand raising into the air to trace the shape of the constellation. "I see…the big dipper," said Sarah, pointing. Aura gave a small laugh, and said, "Course you can see it, silly. It's one of the more obvious constellations. Oh, wait, I can see Mars! Mars is bright tonight." Sarah snorted at the reference, rolling her eyes. She stretched, with some satisfying cracks sounding, and planted her hands under her head.
"I wish…I wish we could see the stars one day," said Aura quietly. "Huh?" Sarah twisted up to stare at her sister with surprised eyes. "Right now?" Sarah asked, and Aura chuckled. "No. Not as of yet. We got a whole life ahead of us, right? Might as well travel," said the older girl.
"We're only human, Aura. Such an infinitesimal speck in the vast emptiness of space. I know we were brought here for a reason, but we can only do so much," said Sarah, returning her gaze to the night sky. "There are literally hundreds of fangirls and fanboys that would kill to be in this world, remember? They don't think about the dangers this world has. They think they'll just crash into this world, and magically fix everything. They think they are invincible…but they are not. Everyone has their hopes and dreams, Aura. This was neither your or my dream, to be in this place. Coming here…we never wished for it."
Aura was quiet, listening to her sister's heavy words. "I know," Aura said. "We can die at any time. Cause we're just normal." Sarah grunted. "We were never normal." "Nope," Aura agreed.
One hour later
The girls went back inside, opting to leave the towels out for the night. They went to the Vault, which was fitted with soundproof padding, and Sarah entered the code for the door to open. Since their discovery of being in the Transformers world, they replaced the wooden door with a metal door and a keypad to out to keep out pesky insects and whatnot, and make sure no one could break in.
Aura dragged two chairs into the center of the room, facing them towards each other. "So…" drawls out the older girl as Sarah sat in one of the chairs. "Whaddya want to talk to meh abou'?" said Aura as Sarah gave a groan. "You're channeling Jazz aren't you," deadpanned the younger girl. Aura just flashed her sister a smile, walking to rummage around in a crate to pull out a pair of blue tinted sunglasses, to which she slipped on. "Ah dunno wha' ya talk'n bout, Prowler."
Sarah fixed Aura with a stare. "No. We are not doing this!" Aura pouted, then slipped the glasses off. "Party pooper," grumbled the older girl, moving to fling the sunglasses behind her back into the open crate. "Well, then what is it?"
"You know who Mikaela brought in, correct?" asked Sarah, cutting to the point. Aura nodded in affirmative, and replied, "Yup. Arcee. A femme. I only know that in canon, Elita-One is with Prime and Chromia is with Ironhide. So she's single~!"
"Yes, yes I know," snapped Sarah, and Aura recoiled at the sharp response. "…Sorry. I'm just tired," sighed Sarah, and Aura relaxed. "So, she's probably spyin' on us, right?" asked Aura worriedly. "We're going to be gridlocked! I just know it!" shouted the girl, paranoia rising. "Hey, hey, get a grip, Aura," said Sarah, grabbing her sister's hands, "Breathe in with me. In…out. In…and out. Focus your mind. I'm here. I'm not letting you go, you hear me?"
Minutes passed as Aura calmed down again, her panicked gasps slowing into even breaths. "I…I'm okay," murmured Aura lowly, "I'm okay…right?" "Yes. Yes you are. Aura, I know these past few months have been harsh, but you have to stick with me, alright?" asked Sarah. Aura nodded furiously, ready to agree with her sister.
"Sorry," said Aura after a moment of silence. "Don't mention it. So, we have to be extra careful around the garage. Who knows what devices Arcee is planting while we're gone," said Sarah. "Don't say that," demanded Aura immediately, not willing to set off another panic attack in a span of five minutes.
"Right, right, fine," said Sarah. Aura sighed, and stood up, moving towards the open crate. "It's a shame we have to hide everything," said the older girl, picking up a Transformers: Prime Ratchet, looking at it for a few seconds, then putting him down again and closing the box. "Shame we have it all in the basement," said Sarah, also getting up and rooting though the stuff. A smile emerged on her face as she held up a figure of Bayverse Jazz in his root mode, waving it in front of Aura's face. "Look! This was the first Bayverse figure we ever got," said the younger, older memories resurfacing. "Yeah," said Aura, reminiscing. "Just don't forget what we're doing. We can save him too, you know. I don't think he was supposed to die," mused Sarah. "
"Perhaps, perhaps not. But I wanna keep my OTP alive, damn it," said Aura, waving a hand in dismissal. "Primus did say he will contact us later." "Yes, he did. Come on, we have to rest. You especially," said Sarah. Aura nodded in agreement, yawning. "Hmmm…night Sarah," she said, leaving the room and going up the stars to brush her teeth and go to bed. Sarah stood there for another second, then turned off the lights, retiring to her own room.
Next day, 9: 30 am
"GOOD MORNING!" shouted Aura as she entered the open garage. Sarah woke up nearly half an hour earlier than Aura, promptly leaving the house at 9:00 and left a note with breakfast saying, "You better get your aft to the garage or we're not going to have enough time at the shooting range." Aura ate and was out the door in the span of five minutes. Leading to now.
Sarah winced at the loud voice and said, "I think I need my ears, thank you very much. Get your kit and start working." Aura gave a sloppy salute and chirped, "Yes sir~!" "Don't call me 'sir' Aura!" "...No," said Aura, shaking her head as she picked up her paint stripper, "You're always gonna be sir ta meh!" "I'll mix the paint," said Sarah, already knowing the argument was a lost cause. She looked over the license plate, noting the bold numbers and letters, 4RC33 1. "I wonder if Mikaela gave her a name," mused Aura loudly as she worked. "Looks like the license plate is one of the custom ones. 4RC33 space 1. If you substitute the numbers for letters before the space, you get A-R-C-E-E. Let's call her Arcee," said Sarah. "Arcee. I like it!" said Aura. "Sounds feminine to me."
"Aura, where's the hot pink?" asked Sarah, entering the storage room. "We are not painting her hot pink. That's sacrilege! Mikaela doesn't even seem to be the type to be a girly girl! Budge over, I'm getting it," said Aura, wiping her hands.
Two hours later
Aura had directed Sarah to mix magenta with some white, lightening the colors in the tray. She was coating the area of armor with primer when Sarah brought her a cup of iced coffee with cream and three sugars. "Thanks," muttered Aura, moving to work on another piece of plating.
Three hours later
Aura was done with more than half of the total plating, and was working on a curving design using a soft gold metallic paint. "Looks good," commented Sarah, eyes picking at the details. "I'm not done yet," said Aura. "Tell me when you're done, alright? I'm going to make a sandwich," said Sarah, moving into an adjoining room and pulling things out a mini-fridge. "Hmm, yeah, just make a chocolate whey shake for me," mumbled Aura, squinting. "Hey-look at this," she said, tracing a fading Autobot symbol on the side. "Huh? What is it?" asked Sarah, poking her head out of the other room. She walked over to her sister, searching for the symbol. "What do we do with it? Paint it over?" asked Aura. "No. Draw it, make a stencil, repaint it," said Sarah. Aura shrugged, "Alright. Gimme a ruler." Sarah nodded, searching for the implement.
One hour later
Aura was putting the finishing touches on the metal plating, coating the rest in primer. She stood up, cramped from her position on the stool she was sitting on, and stretched, hearing her spine pop. "Done?" asked Sarah, looking over Aura's work. "Yeah," said the older girl, removing her breathing mask. "Let's call Mikaela after she dries. Arcee's beautiful!" Aura grinned at her sister. "She still isn't your baby though," said Sarah, and Aura pouted. "I wanna motorcycle!" "No, Aura. Dad would be rolling in his grave of I let you get on one," sighed Sarah as she picked up her phone to call Mikaela. "Hey. Mikaela? We're done. Is this a good time? Really? Great! …Sam's picking her up? ...Yeah, just give him the address...okay. See you sooner or later." Sarah ended the call, turning to Aura. "Mikaela says she's busy, so Sam's picking Arcee up," Aura shrugged, drinking her whey shake. "I think she'll knock their socks off," said Aura proudly. "Mm, sure," said Sarah, deep in thought.
It didn't take more than fifteen minutes for Sam to show up. The teenager let out an appreciative whistle when he saw the motorcycle's new paint job. "Wow," said the boy, and Aura puffed up with pride. "She looks brand new," Sam marveled after he paid Sarah. "Yep! Man, when I first saw her, it looked like she crashed into a ditch multiple times! Teenagers these days," said Aura with a mock sigh. "Back in my day, I'd be happy with four wheels and an engine."
Sam's mouth promptly dropped open. Aura raised an eyebrow. "What? Sarah and my first car was a 1980 Nissan Fairlady 280Z-T. We only got the Charger a month ago." 'Well,' Aura mused in her head, 'Technically it was five years ago, but since it was 2007 and not 2013, they had to knock off those years. It wasn't like they were going to tell him anyways, right?'
Aura shrugged to herself, then said, "I dunno what's up with ya, Witwicky." She patted Arcee on the seat, murmuring to herself in a low voice. "So, Sammy? Are ya gunna ride her?" asked Aura after she straightened up. "That sounds incredibly dirty," said Sarah from her position at the cash register. "I didn't mean it like that!" squeaked Aura, as a blush rose on her cheeks. Sam was in a similar state of discomfort at the blunt innuendo, and nodded, "Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah…erm, see you!" The boy promptly hopped onto the motorcycle, keyed the engine, and took off.
"How sad," said Aura woefully, "Didn't even get his cleaning cloth." The girl pouted as Sarah snorted. "Come on," said the younger girl, grabbing the car keys. "I'm closing up early. We're going to the shooting range."
"Yay!" cheered Aura as she locked the garage, and followed Sarah to their car.
HAH! I'm free!
To CherryDrug: Yes, Yes, I know. I am truly, and genuinely sorry I sort of forgot to tell you. Uh, I won't make that mistake again.
To DixieChicrules123: I am glad you enjoy it, and I am getting fired up to have Aura and Sarah to meet the Autobots! Hopefully, if my brain cooperates, they will meet next chapter. And for your second question, I haven't really given much thoughts into romance, but I can say that I'm thinking of pairing Aura with Ironhide. I'm not sure its a good idea. It will be TERRIFYING. About Sarah...I'm thinking about it.
Man, I can't wait till Combiner wars Ironide, Prowl and Sunstreaker comes out! I got RID Sideswipe, and I'm planning to get RID Jazz. Then, I'll have my OTP and the (Sort of) Lamborghini Twins! Yay~! And Ironhide, 'cause he's awesome.
I really feel bad for Aura now...
I'm gonna go sleep now. Bye-bye~!