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If I could I would take you guys all out - but bring some money, 'cause ya know, I'm not the richest person in the world, heh - we'd all watch Transformers: Age of Extinction, fangirl over Bumblebee, and then I would just sit down and have a conversation with all of you.

That's what I wanna do someday: take you guys out and talk to each and every one of you. :P

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Ƈнαρтєя Ƒινє: Ƴσυ'яє α Rσвσт?!
"Ɯнαт'ѕ яєαƖƖу ιηтєяєѕтιηg αηɗ fυη тσ єxρƖσяє ιѕ ησт נυѕт тнє fαƖƖιηg ιη Ɩσνє αηɗ єνєяутнιηg вєιηg gяєαт, вυт тнє σвѕтαcƖєѕ тσ fαƖƖιηg ιη Ɩσνє." - Ƥαтяιcк J. Aɗαмѕ

Ƈнαρтєя Sσηg: Ɯнσ Aяє Ƴσυ RєαƖƖу? - Mιкку Ɛккσ
"So you're feeling tied up to a sense of control,
and make decisions that you think are your own.
You are a stranger here, why have you come?
Why have you come, lift me higher, let me look at the sun,
look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say:
Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
'cause I've got nothing left to lose.
See me bare my teeth for you.
Who, who are you?
Now you're moving on and you say you're alone,
suspicious that this string is moving your bones.
We are the fire, we see how they run,
see how they run, lift me higher, let me look at the sun,
look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say:
Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
'cause I've got nothing left to lose.
See me bare my teeth for you,
see me bare my teeth.
Who, who are you really?
And where, where are you going?
I've got nothing left to prove,
'cause I've got nothing left to lose.
See me bare my teeth for you.
Who, who are you?"

From my little nap in the car, I couldn't fall back to sleep, so I stayed up watching Tom and Jerry, while reading the last and final Harry Potter book. I had brought tissues, just in case.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, causing me to turn around on the couch. Luckily, it was just Dad, who was still in his pajamas and robe.

"W-what are you doing up Bennie?" he questions, rubbing his eyes, then yawns. I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his middle.

"I can't sleep," I mumble into my dad's side, as he strokes my hair. "I had taken a nap and now I've been awake since eleven."

He kissed the top of my head, "Try to watch some TV and fall asleep on the couch."

I nod. "Okay. Thanks dad," he grabs a small cup of water before walking back upstairs. I go up into my room and grab Weasley, along with my Legend of Zelda blanket.

After I went back downstairs, I sit down on the couch and my kitten curls up in my lap. I toke a couple sips of chocolate milk - yes, I am very much a kid when it comes to drinks - and lay my head on one of pillows. After about an hour of attempting to doze off, I just kept my eyes open, and continued to watch cartoons.

Just as Jerry had led Tom into a trap, I heard the engine of a car flare to life. I knew it couldn't be Mom, Sam, or Dad... what was happening?

Slowly, I stood up from the couch, grabbing my gray sweater, and slipped on my shoes. Right before I opened the door, I heard my brother screech, "No, no, no, no! That's my car! NO!"

"Sam?" I yell, just as my twin comes running downstairs.

"Bethany! Someone's stealing the car!" he exclaims, grabbing my hand, as we run outside.

"Dad!" Sam calls, "Call the cops!" He grabs his bike, while I grabbed my bike, and we pedaled after our had managed to be a lot faster than me, but considering I was on the verge of finally falling asleep, I was slow.

"C'mon, where you going with our car, buddy?" I heard Sam hiss at whoever was driving. "Where you goin'?"

I rolled my eyes at my younger brother, "I swear to Pikachu, I'm gonna hit him with a baseball bat one of these days."

My brother pulled out his phone, and I heard him say, "Hello? 911 emergency? My car's been stolen!" if I wasn't so far behind, I would've smacked my twin upside his head. Our car idiot... "I am in pursuit! Alright, I need all units, the whole squadrant! Bring everyone! No, no, don't ask me questions, alright? My father's the head on the neighbor hood watch!"

We managed to follow our in progress of being stolen Camaro to some type of abandoned area, which made me wonder if the thief was a murderer and planned to kill Sam and I...

Good job, me. Always thinking of bright happy fun times when you're chasing down your car slash cute guy you're falling for. I deserve a pat on the back.

My twin and I dropped our bikes just as we saw the car disappear behind the moving train. Sam grabbed my hand once more as we raced behind to the back of the train, hiding behind pieces of junk cars, and scrap metal.

Once I peeked over the metal, I noticed a tall figure that had some type of robotic body with black and yellow plating... like a bumblebee.

I gasp, realizing who that was, "Bee," I murmur just as he shots a bright light up in the sky, like a flashlight.

"Oh my god," Sam whispers in utter shock, as I gulp. He crouches down pulling out his phone, and bring up the camera. "My name is Sam Witwicky, and this is my sister, Bethany. Whoever finds this our car is alive, okay?" he holds up the camera to capture a small bit of Bumblebee on video, before bringing it back down. "These are my last words on Earth, I just want to say, mom, dad, I love you and if you find Busted Beauties under my bed, it wasn't mine, I'm holding it for Miles." he shakes his head. "No, no, wait, it's mine and uncle Charles gave it to me and I'm sorry. Mojo, I love you."

After he was done, he flipped the phone closed, and I flicked him on the side of the head."You idiot! Why in the hell would you even let uncle Charles give you magazines?"

"I was seven and it seemed like a good idea at the time," my twin defends, as I roll my eyes.

I shake my head, mumbling, "Yah nasty..."

Then, we heard a growl. Not like an evil Mufasa growl, but evil dog growl.

"Bennie," my younger brother whispers, as we silently walked towards where we heard the growl, which happened to be besides the car tracks. The dogs that growled before noticed us, barked, and ran after us.

"Ah!" Sam shrieked, like a girl I might add, as we ran for our lives away from the dogs. "Good dog, good dog!"

I lead us into some type of abandoned warehouse and stepped on top of a barrel, wrapping my arms around my brother. "Down boy!" I tried kicking at the dog with my foot, but it latched its teeth on one my laces causing me to slip from the barrel.

"Bethany!" my twin screams as I yelp, scrambling to get away from the dog. I heard a roar of an engine before Bumblebee drives in, chasing the dogs away. I felt arms slip around my, pulling me up, as Sam throws the keys at our car, "Please don't kill us! Here, take the keys I don't want them!"

"Sam," I try to protest, as I look back at our car, a blond figure appearing in the seats. I manage a smile at him, before Sam leads me away from the warehouse and we make a run for our bikes.

As we ran, we were stopped by a police car, and Sam let go a sigh of relief, as an officer stepped out. "Good, good, you're here, listen-"

"Please release the hostage, and let me see your hands!" the officer says, pulling out his gun, as my brother raises his hands slowly in the air.

"Hostage?" I squeak, looking up at my brother. "I'm his sister!"

"No, no, no," Sam protests, shaking his head, "it's not me, the guys inside!"

"Shut up!" the cop replies, reaching for me, and pulling me away from my brother. "Walk towards the car," Sam obeys, placing his hands behind his head, "put your head on the hood.

The police officer turns his head to look at me, "Ma'am are you alright?"

I nod, wrapping my arms around myself. "I'm fine, a-and so is my brother."

"Your brother?"

"I'm no hostage, he didn't kidnap me," I tell them, walking over towards my brother.

The cop sighs, "You two need to explain yourself. Get your parents on the phone. We're taking you back to the station."

xxXxx

At the moment, it was pretty early in the morning, and my brother and I were being questioned about the events of last night. Dad had come to the station, and wanted to ground us forever, but I played the adorable sweet daughter, Sam playing along as well. We only managed to be grounded for a few days.

I sat next to my brother, leaning against him, as he said to the officers, with a serious expression, "I can't be any clearer on how crystal clear I am being. It just stood up."

"It just stood up?" the officer repeated, as Sam wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I laid my head on his shoulder, getting comfortable. I really shouldn't have taken that nap... "Wow, that's really neat." he then picked up some type of cylinder container with a tissue, and handed it to Sam. "Okay, chief, time to fill 'er up. And no drippy, drippy."

My brother held the objects in his hand, giving the dude a, 'Are you serious? Are you FUCKING serious?' look, as the cop said, "What're you rollin', huh? Whippets? Goofballs? A little wowie sauce with the boys?"

"No, no," my brother shoke his head, "I'm not on any drugs-"

The officer beside us threw a bottle towards the cop that was interrogating my brother, and caught it, before he questioned, "What's this?" he shoke the bottle so you could easily hear the pills inside. "Found this in your pocket. 'Mojo'," he read off the bottle. "Is that what kids are doin' now? A lil' bit of Mojo?"

I sighed, "Those are our dog's pain pills, mister officer."

"You know, little Chihuahua," Dad added, using his hands to show how big our dog was.

The cop rubbed the sides of his head, before grinning at Sam, who was staring at the gun inside his pocket. Idiot...

"What was that?" the cop questioned. "You eyeballin' my piece, fifty cent?" he got up from where he was sitting, to lean in towards my brother and I. I glared at him, moving away from him. This guy was probably the bad cop, and the guy standing beside us was the good cop. "You wanna go? Make somethin' happen. Do it. 'Cause I promise you, I will bust you up. You and your little sister."

I rolled my eyes, mumbling, "I'm his older sister," but he didn't seem to notice.

Sam leaned forward, looking up at the cop. "Are you on drugs?" he asked in a hushed tone, causing me to laugh, until Dad sent me a glare.

xxXxx

Once we had got home, I took the longest shower in the history of showers, and changed into a pair of fresh clothes: a plain tank top and blue and white stripped pajama bottoms before slipping into my bed. Even though it was probably around eight or nine, I just wanted to get some sleep.

As soon as I closed my eyes, I was once again in that dark room, and I was sitting on top of a table this time. A blue light flashed in front of me and Bee appeared, his eyes wide, and breathing frantic. "Bennie, I-"

"Why didn't you tell me?" I questioned him, my voice soft, as I looked into his bright blue eyes, that still seemed like they were glowing. "It would've been nice to know that you're a... robot slash car person..." and person I'm slowly falling in love with, I wanted to add but I caught myself.

The blond looked down at his feet, sighing, before stepping forward, and standing between my legs. Slowly, he grabbed my hands, rubbing his thumb along my hand. "I-I thought you would think I'm some sort of freak..." he replies, causing my eyes to widen. "And that you wouldn't believe me when I said that I was an Autobot."

"Autobot?" I repeat, causing him to chuckle.

"It's what I am. Ya know, the robotic car person?" Bee said, making me smile. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, Bennie." he continued with a frown."I just thought you would think I'm a total complete weirdo who probably needs psychological help or something."

I giggled, reaching up to mess with his shaggy hair,a grin forming across his lips. "Bee, you're not a weirdo. You're probably one of the sweetest people I've ever met. Sweet like... like a bumblebee."

He laughed, pulling me into his chest. I smiled, burying my face into his chest, breathing in his scent which was a mix between that new car smell and musk. His arms tightened around my waist, as he nuzzled his face into my neck, making me blush and giggle.

"Does that tickle?" he questions, his voice husky and sending shivers across my skin, and I nod, biting my lip.

"Y-yeah," I answer, "it does."

He chuckles, "Ya know, I may be sweet like a bumblebee, but I'm not as innocent as one."

"How innocent are we talking? Because bumblebee's sting people." I respond. "But Bee, you seem really incco-" I gasp, as I feel lips ghost along my neck, "holy Jebus..."

The blond continues to tease me, his lips placing small kisses that left me breathless and my heartbeat going into overdrive. "You were saying beautiful?"

"Damn you Bee," I say, causing him to laugh, and pull away from my neck. He faced me, resting his forehead against mine. I glare at him as a smug grin forms across his lips. "I hate you."

"No you don't."

"I should though, mister I'm-not-so-innocent. Also, where are you?" I question. "The last I saw you... you had saved me from those dogs. Thanks by the way."

He grinned. "No problem Bennie. I always be there to save you." a blush rises to my checks after he said that. "At the moment, I'm at some abandoned parking garage. I'm going to drive back to your house."

"That would be a bad idea." Bee tilts his head in confusion. "Sam thinks your some kind of Satan Camaro."

The blond rolls his eyes. "You're brother's an idiot."

"Trust me, I know."

'Ello lovely people! Hope you're having a wonderful day with your gorgeous little face. Sorry that I'm so chirpy, I've been watching Pokemon alll day long and signing along with the theme song.

"POKEEEMON! GOTTA CATCH 'EM ALLLLL!"

Anyways, hope you liked this chapter since it has a bit more Beethany - see what I did there? - moments.

Also, I don't know if I told you guys this already but if you want to know who I picture Bethany and Bumblebee as, it's on my profile.

See you guys later!