A/N: HI again guys so I have decided that I will most likely be updating every other week and on the off week should be a new chapter for Better World. This is the plan I make no guarantees on it! If it fails there is always a backup plan… I think. Well everyone Good Reading!
It was the third day after my encounter with the two Autobots that I heard it, an annoying beeping sound. I had been buried in my bed basically drooling on my pillow from the deep sleep I was getting when a beeping cut through my dreams. Waking up I growled and looked around the room. My alarm was already in pieces across the floor. I didn't have a phone, cell or other wise and like hell would I allow a doorbell to my apartment.
I snarled loud. The beeping kept going which meant the electronic device wasn't intimated by my snarl. I sighed flopping my face back in the pillow thinking over the fact that I just tried to scare something inanimate. Gods, I need some more friends or fewer enemies either way would be good. The beeping kept up and I hulled myself into a sitting position. So I had eliminated anything that could make that cursed sound in the bedroom. If my bathroom was beeping I wasn't going anywhere near it.
I decided to make a search of the other room. I pulled my blanket around me and staggered into the other room. Rubbing my face and tilting my head I listened. My blurred vision locked on the helmet that Prowl had left me. I picked up the thing and shook it. I could feel the sound coming from it. "How do I make it stop!?" I whined to no one. Yeah this was not one of my better mornings.
Putting it down I glared at it and sighed. "Think you idiot." I mumbled to myself closing my eyes and pinching the brim of my nose. The image of Prowl tilting his head to one side came to mind. Dropping my blanket I put on the helmet and tipped my head to the left slightly. The sound stopped.
"Oh thank the Gods!" I nearly shouted.
"What?" came a voice though the helmet.
"Nothing, morning Prowl." I said wondering if I could lift the visor on this thing. I began messing with it.
"Angela, I was wondering if today would be a suitable day for you to meet the other Autobots."
I let out a soft sigh. I will admit that is voice is rather nice to listen too. "Sure. Meeting the bots sounds fun but after would you do a pose for me to sketch?" I asked still fighting with the visor when my fingers passed over something that felt like a latch. I found the same thing on the other side.
"That would be enjoyable."
The clicking the latches at the same time the visor popped open. "Fucking sweet!" I cheered and threw my hands in the air in victory. There was almost like a stuttering over the line.
"If I knew you would be this excited I would have contacted you sooner."
"Wait, what?" I asked having not been paying attention.
"I'll be there in a half hour."
The line went dead. "Wait, what?" I asked standing like an idiot with my mouth open. "Fuck!" I snapped popping off the helmet and tossing it to the couch before turning. I forgot about the blanket at my feet and proceed to kiss the floor. Laying there I tipped my head up looking at the wall across from me. Yeah, not one of my better mornings.
By the time I got a shower and searched the apartment for some clean clothes I only had five minutes left. So I was running around my place with the curtain up on my one window in jeans and a bra trying to find my sketching pencils. I hadn't seen them in a few months. I paused by the refrigerator and opened it looking at the vast openness of it. I sigh and grabbed the only thing in there. The last can of RC cola.
Popping it open I drank half the can and set it down shooting off with an idea where my pencils were. Basically diving under the bed I found my sketch pad and several pencils taped too it. I may not know where stuff is half the time but at least it's all lost together. A beeping pierced the air and I lifted my head right into the bottom of the bed.
"Damn it!" I snarled and rubbed my head sliding out from under the bed. I grabbed the helmet and pulled it on tipping my head. "Yo."
"I'm outside." It was Prowl's smooth voice filling the helmet that made me grin slightly.
"Got ya Prowler. I'll be out in a sec." I said stuffing the things in my new tie-dyed bag, compliments of Bulkhead before heading out the door. I jogged out to see a police motorcycle with a cop sitting on it. Stopping I backed up slowly. Shit I hate cops. The man turned his head and waved for a second then stopped.
"Angela…" How in hell did he know my name? "…is that normal attire?"
Wait a second. I know that warming voice. "Prowl?" I asked stepping forward carefully. He nodded. I smiled stepping closer. "Wow. You really scared me. I thought you were a cop. I mean a real one." I said reaching out to touch his shoulder. My hand rested on sun warmed black leather. "How…" Wait what did he saw about my clothes? Glancing down I nearly screamed and slammed the backpack to my front. "I'll be back in a second." I chirped before dashing back inside for a shirt. Not one of my better mornings.
As I came back out in a black tank-top I was fitting my backpack on and stopped. Instead of a cop there sat a man with a black and gold full helmet like mine in dark jeans and black t-shirt. He had a pair of dog tags hanging around his neck. His hands covered in black gloves with gold studs raised to the helmet. He pressed the area where the switches on the helmet were and electric blue eyes watched me as I stepped closer.
"Is this more presentable?" Prowl asked. I nodded as I looked over his tight shirt at the tones lean muscles. Thank the gods for full helmets. Hey I may not get emotionally attached but I still could see when someone looked good. I double checked my bag and tilted my head as Prowl adjusted the way he sat sliding forward slightly.
Sitting behind him I twisted my arms behind me to hold onto the back of the seat. He glanced over his shoulder before flicking his visor down. We took off into the warm autumn sun. I wondered if Prowl could fell this, the same way I did; the wind biting at my bear arms and nipping lightly at my exposed neck.
We cut through the streets of Detroit with a speed that reminded me of the street races of years ago. Gods I missed those nights, the rush, the burn it left in your system. Skidding out onto the pavement and the road rash was worth it. Prowl slowed as we came near the over pass and cruised into the front of a large warehouse. He stopped and I heard his black boots hit the ground.
Sliding to the ground I pulled the helmet off and ruffled my hair. The man disappeared and he transformed looking down at me. "How did you do that?" I asked shifting the helmet from arm to arm.
"Do what exactly?" He asked walking towards the warehouse. I had to almost jog to keep up with his strides.
"That guy. You know first the cop then the…" I paused stumbling over my words not exactly wanting to say the hot biker dude. "…well the other guy."
"Ah those are holoforms."
"Holoforms?"
"A form of projections."
"Projections?" He nodded. "But the leather was warm and I know I heard your boots hit the ground outside." I questioned pointing back towards the entrance over my shoulder.
"Well they are mostly solid when connected with my alt form." He explained slowing down at the back of a couch. I pulled my bag off to hang in my hand by a strap. "Otherwise the form is just light manipulation."
"So you go intangible when not in direct contact with your alt. form."
"Correct. You might want to prepare yourself." Prowl said taking a step away from me.
I twisted my neck up to look at the Autobot. "What are you…" I was suddenly tackled around the mid-section. I let out an undignified squawk and fell back. My helmet and bag went flying behind me as I smacked the cool concrete.
"I can't believe you're here!" Oh I know that voice. "I mean I never thought I would see you again. Detroit is huge and Prowl says you live in the ruins!"
I slapped a hand over the rattling red head's mouth only bringing her rambling to a muffled sound. "Hey, they aren't that bad." I said sitting up. She kept talking so I lifted my hand slightly thinking she need to breath. I was wrong.
"…and then you can hang out with me and Bee. We can play games while…" I covered her mouth again looking up at Prowl for help. Did the corners of his mouth just twitch?
"Sari, please get off our guest." That voice was new. It sounded exhausted and a little annoyed. I peered around her pigtails and saw the other bots from before. Now which one just spoke?
The weight on my torso was gone in a moment as red and blue bot knelt down. He offered his hand to me and I rested mine on it. Gently he pulled me to my feet then he stood back up. Wow, he was a lot taller than Prowl.
"Um thanks…" I started hoping he would get the hint.
"I'm Optimus Prime."
"Well thanks for the hand up Optimus Prime." I said unsure if I should bow or not because this felt like meeting someone important.
"This is the rest of my crew." He said side stepping with a wave of his hand. "You already know Prowl and Bulkhead. Ratchet is our medic…"He motioned his hand over to the red and white ambulance bot that seemed to be grumbling under his breath at me. "…and then there is Bumblebee." He added pointing to a little yellow bot with black stripes that was smaller than the rest of them. Bumblebee waved at me and I suddenly had a fear he would tackle me like Sari did.
"Hello I'm Angela Benet." I said resisting the urge to bow my head.
"Yes Prowl has informed us that you rescued Sari from the building on the night when we awoke from stasis." I nodded. "Also that you wish to paint us."
"Well yeah if I could. Business has been slow with everyone wanting paintings of the heroes of Detroit." I went to adjust my bag and realized only then that it was gone. "Fuck, where did it go?" I snarled without thinking.
There was a sharp intake of breath. I froze. Piss did I just swear in front of aliens and an eight year old girl. Glancing over my shoulder I say Sari slightly stiff but the others looked fine. At least they didn't know what I meant.
"Sari…"
"I can't believe you just swore!" I dropped my head with a groan as she pointed her finger at me.
"What is does…"
"Don't repeat that word!" I snapped cutting Bulkhead off. I really don't want to be the one to teach the Autobots about swearing. There was a rough chuckle and turning towards the sound I saw a small smile slip off Ratchet's face.
"Don't worry, kid. They've heard worse." The medic said in a rough voice before uncrossing his arms and walking out of the room.
I watched him leave with a sudden spike of interest. "Sorry Optimus Prime about that." I said looking back at the leader. This day is just getting worse.
"Don't worry about it. Just try not to let it happen again. And you can just call me Optimus." He said extending his hand.
"I'll try and will Prime suffice?" I said shaking hands with him, well shaking his finger. The tall bot nodded then headed off.
"So…" I turned my attention back to Sari as she spoke.
An hour later Prowl and I were able to leave the warehouse with the agreement that I would hang out with Sari, Bumblebee, and Bulkhead tomorrow. I have no idea how we got to that point. Let alone me agreeing to it. I think Sari has mind powers. It's freaky.
We went to the park and he transformed looking around. It was a little after lunch so there weren't as many people as normal. I watched him taking in the scenery. He seemed to study the natural things around him.
"So Prowl do you like our world?" I asked digging into my bag.
"I find it fascinating." He said resting a palm on a tree. "Why are the leaves a different colors?"
"Different colors?" I asked looking up removing my sketch book and pencils. The leaves were shades of yellow, orange and red. "Oh well it's autumn. The trees lose their leaves before winter where they go into a hibernative state."
"Hibernative state?" He asked looking back at me. I stood and walked towards him. My hand rested next to his and a smile slipped across my face.
"Yeah I guess it would be like your stasis lock. It happens every year like clockwork." There was silence between us for a moment and then I felt his optics on me. I cleared my throat and pulled away. "So if you wanna find a comfortable way to sit I'll start sketching." I turned back to see Prowl sitting in a mediation form under the tree. I sat down across from him. "Wow nice form." I said flipping open the book and started sketching.
Over the next hour I kept looking up and down sketching Prowl in his position. He didn't seem to move at all. Several times I had to pop my neck or stretch my legs. I finished putting the last few details on it and stood up. "Hey Prowl you can move."
He didn't move.
"Prowl?" I asked reaching out. My hand passed right through him. "Holoform." I decided looking around. I caught sight of a gold and black foot hanging from the tree above. I put my book down and judged the distance. I closed my eyes and focused my energy. Leaping up I caught the bottom branch and pulled myself up to see Prowl leaning against the tree with several birds perched on him.
His head moved slightly towards me without disturbing the animals. He looked calm and relaxed. I stretched my legs out along the branch and rested my back against the tree. I guess this wasn't that bad of a day.
A/N: So how did everyone like it? So can we aim for three reviews before the next update is due? Thanks for the support everyone and Good Reading!