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ZOMG! I can't believe I got to chapter 30! Go NS3! (like NinnaSims3) And we passed the 100.000 words limit! (we'll not really a limit, but I'm glad I made it this far!)
Ok so, I know everything in the 2007 movie happened in Nevada, in 2009 somewhat as well, but here, I have no idea where they are, so I said they all go to college in Texas.
If anyone wants to draw fan art, PM me. it's greatly appreciated!
And what else… yeah, has anyone noticed that Leo just magically disappeared? He's not in DOTM. Maybe I should kill him? XD I need your opinions!
Let's continue, shall we?
"How. Much. Longer?" I groaned on the same bench in the C-17 I always sat on. "I can't take this anymore." I put my head in my hands.
"About two hours." Nicole said, patting my back as she sat next to me.
"That was two hours ago. I'm so bored. There's nothing to do!" I leaned on the C-17 wall behind me.
"Well, I'm sure there's something we can do."
"You've been with Bee this whole time. You've been smooching with him since we got on the plane. Your mom and dad are sleeping inside Ironhide. Now that you're with me, Sam's chatting with Bee. And I'm bored."
"Oh… I see." She shrugged as she sighed. "I don't know. I mean, we have like, a month left of summer break… maybe we can figure something out?"
"That'd be great, but I'm brain-dead right now. I can't even think straight."
"You see, I love cars. I know, total random subject, but you know, it's better than nothing?" she smiled.
"Of course. Any favorite model?" I asked her.
"There's the yellow supermodel I love," she jabbed her finger at the Camaro, "other than that, I like Sunstreaker's alt mode. I think it's really cool. Other than that, Jazz needs a new alt mode, so maybe we can pick it out for him?" she suggested.
"Oh, that's a great idea. What's Jazz like? I mean, you knew him." I said, shrugging.
"He's cool. I think he likes speed and he was a small silver car."
"So we're looking at sports cars?" I fished as she nodded. "Any kind on your mind?" Hey, that rhymes!
"I have a lot of them. But, he can only be one car. And he needs the car to scan it."
"What about a Porsche? They're small and fast. Oh, there are many Porsche dealerships. It's fairly easy to find them." I noted as I put a finger on my lips.
"Porsches are good. I mean, I know there are a lot of Porsches around Texas, but getting an alien in a Porsche shop is impossible." She chuckled.
"Not unless we find some Porsche on a street. We could circle those high-end parts of the town, where the richest live. They should have some kind of car." I suggested.
"Yeah. But I think I know someone who has the perfect car for Jazz and it's a Porsche."
"Who?" my brows knitted in confusion.
"Simmons." She said and my one eyebrow lifted up. "He's this former government guy who was an ass to me and Sam, but in Egypt he saved us all. He called in some battleship all the way in the ocean to kill a baddie. He got insane amounts of money for his doing. So he bought himself a Porsche. Lucky bastard." She said, shaking her head.
"Do you know what kind of Porsche? I mean, we should probably tell Jazz what we're up to." I said as she crossed her legs.
"Of course I know. I'm not a car nut if I don't know a Porsche model when I see one. It's… actually it's the same color as Jazz's previous car was." She smiled to herself, "Didn't notice that before." She shook her head, "Anyway, it's a 911 Turbo S. Really fast car." She said.
"Sounds fast." I noted.
"It is."
"Ever driven in it?"
"Well, no. But if we manage to get Jazz to take that alt form, we might as well get driven. Jazz's a cool guy. He's nice. Unlike that Sunstreaker dude. He's so self-centered, egoistical and selfish. I don't like him." She said. I nodded with her.
"Yeah, he's the meaner twin, but he has his moments." I said, sighing. "When are we going to land? I can't take this anymore, seriously."
"Sorry girl, but we all have to endure this flight. Hey, can I try something?" She said, pulling her hands up in front of her.
"Sure. What?" I asked as she turned me so my back was facing her.
"I just want to make you a hairdo. Something I've been practicing on Mikaela for a while, but she cut her hair, so it's not really long anymore. Yours is."
"Mikaela who?" I asked. Seriously, I felt like I was missing out so much. Like, who is Simmons, Leo, Jazz, now Mikaela… weird.
"Mikaela Banes. She was Sam's girlfriend. Now, they aren't together." She said, pulling my hair a bit, but not painfully.
"What happened to them?" I asked as she did something to my hair.
"Well, Mikaela got sick of Wheelie being perverted and couldn't take him anymore. Sam was supposed to take him back to base or something, but he couldn't make it because he had to study. So one day, Mikaela got back home, only to find ALL of her underpants scattered across her room."
"How did she know Wheelie did it? If he did it? Ouch." I said as she accidently pulled my hair.
"Sorry. Because she gave him permission to live with her as her guardian. In whatever way an RC truck can guard someone, but hey, she's a kind-hearted person."
"Why was he her guardian? I thought she wasn't in your war?"
"She was, all the way in Mission city. But no, she wasn't with us in Egypt. And because the 'Cons wanted mine and Sam's knowledge, they attacked our college. Mikaela knew about the 'Cons and 'Bots, so she needed a guardian, too. Sam and I had Bee, so we were covered. Now that Wheelie is at the base, her guardian is Jolt."
"Jolt?" I asked as she flipped my hair. I haven't seen him.
"You didn't meet him?"
"No. He wasn't there when I was being introduced to the Autobots."
"Oh, well, he's a medic in training. He's usually gone patching up soldiers when Ratchet isn't."
"Hence the reason I didn't meet him. He likes humans?"
"Yup. Mikaela had the government pay for her studies and now she's studying for a doctor in college. Jolt is helping her study. He's a sweetheart, Jolt. He's so nice, and yet shy around strangers. All of the soldiers are strangers to him, but it's his duty to help them, and duty goes before his shyness. But he's a really good 'Bot. And not much of a fighter, really. He nearly died in Egypt." She giggled.
"What's so funny?" she tugged my hair and let it go. A looked at some kind of intertwined knot that had hair ends sticking out of it. Like a spike ball. "Man, this looks cool."
"Thanks. Anyway, if it weren't for Jolt, Optimus wouldn't have defeated the Fallen." I stared at her. "Okay, so the Fallen is like the 'Con leader, at an even higher position than Megatron."
"Oh, Ironhide told me about Megatron. He's Prime's brother and arch enemy, right?"
"Yeah. He blasted himself and nearly ripped half his head, and now we don't know where he's gone. Nor the rest of the 'Cons. They're on Earth, but nobody knows where."
"So we need to be careful all the time." I noted.
"Yeah…" she yawned.
"Are you tired? How come?" I asked as she shrugged.
"I dunno. I'll go catch up on some sleep." She stood up and went to Sam and Bee, who were still chatting. She said something to Bee as all of his attention was to her. She said a couple of other things as he nodded and put his hand on her neck and kissed forehead. She gave him a hug and a kiss to the chest as she got in the black striped, yellow Camaro.
Bee fizzed out of existence as Sam approached me. "Hey Mel. I guess Nicole's gonna sleep, huh?"
"Yeah, she said she was tired." I said, rubbing the back of my hand out of boredom.
"Of course she's going to be tired. She spent the whole damn night out with Bee." He huffed as he sat down next to me.
"Jealous much?" I asked.
"Nah. I got a number of a girl we were playing volleyball with. Yeah, she's like, our age." He shrugged.
"So why was Nicole out with Bee? Were they on a date?"
"Nah, Nicole just wanted to show him the beach at night or whatever. I don't care where she and Bee go. Not my business." He shook his head. "So what are you up to?"
"Me? Not much. Just waiting for the flight to end."
"We have an hour until it the plane lands, so… I don't know, you wanna listen to some music? I got an iPod." He said as he retracted a blue one from his jeans' pocket.
"Sure. Play any kind of music you want." I said as he handed me the earplug, which I just put in my ear. He played a party song, the same one Bee turned on when we were racing with Ironhide on the highway. "Did Bee download these?" I asked as he nodded.
"Yeah, he said Nicole likes them. Frankly, I like them too."
"They're cool. Say, can he download any kind of song?"
"Of course, Mel. He's alien robot. He has free and unlimited internet." He explained.
"Good to know." I said as I leaned on the back of the C-17 wall. The song selection was great. Club hits, some were relaxing, some wanted to make you dance right away. In the end, I just felt the plane descending and landing quickly. I didn't even have to get into Ironhide or Bumblebee this time.
So the plane circled across our Texan airport and stopped. We just exited it and I followed a now awake Judy and Ron, while Ironhide and Bee went wherever they needed to go, their holoforms in place. So I just followed Ron and Judy through the many corridors and hallways and rooms until we finally got out of the airport, where our trusty guardians stood, leaning on their alt modes, their arms crossed.
The taxi men, ever being the grumpy people they are (AN: No offense to anyone, this is fiction.) started cussing about Ironhide and Bumblebee taking their park places.
As we were walking towards them, a clearly pissed off taxi driver approached Hide, literally stomping to him. Ron noticed him quickly and by the time the man got near him, ready to fight, Ron turned his head at him and glared menacingly, stopping the man in his walk. He continued to glare at him, and I swear if I were in the taxi man's place, I'd shudder.
The man backtracked with his hands in front of him and he went back to the taxi people. Ron and his glares never cease to amaze me.
"Ready?" Bee said as we nodded. This time, Nicole and I got in Ironhide, while Sam and his parents went into Bumblebee. Eventually, everybody was packed in the cars and we drove off the airport and soon got on a highway.
I certainly hoped Ironhide wouldn't challenge Bumblebee again, otherwise I'd hate to see the Witwicky's throwing up again. Ew.
"Did you have a good time?" Ron asked, moving into the slow lane with Bumblebee behind him, so the other speeding travelers could pass us.
"I had a great time. Minus the sunstroke. I could have gone without that." I said.
"It was great. We should totally pick out a destination for our next trip."
"We'll pick it out next year. Right now, we should just get back to the college. Wait, if you're with us, in my and Amanda's dorm… where's Sam?"
"Who's Amanda? Sam has a dorm of his own that he shares with Leo and two other guys."
"Amanda's my best friend. He shares a dorm with three guys? That's cool. Maybe we should invite them sometime to our dorm?"
She started to shake her head. "No, no, no, no. No. God forbid. Never." Her head got dizzy. "Sam is like, okay. But I try to get away from him whenever I can, Leo's like a horrible flirter and the two others uh… what were their names…?" She put her hand on her forehead and closed her eyes for better concentration. "I remember! Sharsky and Fassbinder. I think. Yeah, that were their names. Or codenames. They're strange guys anyway."
"So, you're saying we shouldn't invite them?" I fished for an answer as I glanced out the window to see where we are. We were still on the highway.
"Well, Sam and Leo, okay, but these two… I don't know them. At all. All I know they're into computers and hacking, but then Leo had this site about the transformers."
"What?" I gaped at her. "He knew about them?"
"Well, no. He just liked to hack into government files and put them on the internet. Like the video in Shanghai?" I ringed a bell, but a very distant one. "The news got their hands on it and transmitted it worldwide. But then the government made them say it was a satellite hacking. You know, to keep their mouths shut."
"Then what happened? I can't believe he was actually into the robots. And I didn't even meet Leo."
"You will. So now, the site's shut down and Leo's never to speak about the transformers ever again."
"Doesn't he need, like, a guardian?" I asked. I mean, if Mikaela had one, then Leo should too. From what I gathered, both of them had contact with the aliens.
"Yeah… haven't thought about that. I'm sure he has someone. If not, someone else could take care of him. Optimus should have it covered."
We stayed in silence as I pondered about something, because I had another one of those random thoughts invading my head. How did Nicole and Sam meet the Autobots? I met Ironhide just by being a victim of a hurricane and by being a Captain's niece. I don't think Nicole and Sam anyone in the military?
Time to ask more questions. Sometimes, I think all I do all day is ask things. Gathering information. Like I'm some government liaison or whatever.
"How did you meet the transformers?" I blurted out. She turned her head towards me, as she and I were both staring at the windows closest to us.
"Oh, that's a funny story. You see, it all happened in the 11th grade. Sam needed to get a third A, and dad would buy him and me a car. So he got the A and he drove us to a shit-ass dealership. We thought he was going to get us a Porsche. I swear, my father can be a lunatic."
She looked up front, to the console of the car and then sat back on the seat. I really didn't know what she was looking for.
"So, he bought us this old, rusty yellow and black striped Camaro. It had the robotic face like Ironhide's tailgate." She said as I nodded. She turned to face me again. I knew how the Autobots symbol looked like. "But we didn't know it was Bumblebee. Nor that he was an alien from outer space."
"Hm." I nodded again, so that she knew I was listening and that I acknowledged.
"Yeah, and Sam thought he was from Japan." She and I giggled. "So after a while, we found out Bee was a robot, the good one. But the same day, there was this black Saleen Mustang cop car chasing us."
My heart quickened a bit, as I dryly gulped.
"His back fender even wrote 'To Punish and Enslave'. He chased Sam, but Bee saved us. Barricade attacked us, but Bee beat him up good…" there was silence in the truck. "Mel? Mel, are you okay?" she shook me a bit.
"Huh?" I looked up. "What?"
"You kinda, got pale in the face and didn't move."
"Sorry. I just… remembered something."
"You can tell me, I mean, if you want to, if it would make you feel better?" she patted my arm reassuringly.
"Well… I was attacked by Barricade."
"What? When?" she stiffened as her eyes grew wider.
"It was when I got here. I mean, with my Uncle." I sighed. "I drank up this blue thing he was leaking and I was sick after that. Oh, and a word of caution, never take Ratchet's drugs." I shook my head.
"Why?"
"He tends to over-drug people."
"Oh. Point taken." Suddenly Ron hit the brakes and the seatbelts flew around me and Nicole in less than a second, pinning me and Nicole to the seats. "What's going on?!" She and I screamed. Ron told us to keep quiet.
Our hearts were racing as a booming sound in the sky brought our attention. "Do not move." He whispered. We stood perfectly still and the sound came even louder.
It lasted for a few seconds until it went away. A harsh explosion followed, but nothing happened after that. Only when Ron moved, we did too, and the seatbelts flung back as he started the truck and drove, with Bumblebee behind us.
"Would you care to tell me what the hell was that for? You nearly gave us a heart attack!" I shrieked
"That Melissa, was Starscream." Ron said.
"No…" Nicole gasped. "He's alive? Didn't anyone kill him?"
"No. He and Megatron retreated somewhere, but now, I must contact Optimus and report. Melissa, take over." He said as he fizzled out of existence and I moved to the front of the car. Nicole got in the passenger seat and clipped the seatbelt around her.
"You should be careful around Starscream. He's a Decepticon." Nicole explained. "He's very dangerous."
"Aren't all Decepticon dangerous?" I said.
"They are, but he's a jet. He's agile, fast, and deadly. Those three combinations are the worst, and Starscream's got them." She seriously said.
"I understand. Ironhide will keep me safe, right Hide?" I patted the dash, and received an engine groan. "Sorry. It just flew out." The engine continued its purr as Ironhide got off the highway and I just mimicked driving. I couldn't find my way back to college from here, and I was thankful Ironhide had a GPS installed in… himself. Man, that sounded weird.
"I hope Bee's having fun in there. I'd hate to be in the same car with Sam and my parents."
"I'm sure Bee loves them, too." I said. "Wait, what's that?" I asked as I looked at something burning in the distance, on the side of the road. I squinted. "Ironhide, do you see what that is?" I asked him.
"It's… impossible." The radio said, but I was more focused on the faint car wreck on the side of the road as Ironhide and Bumblebee drove closer to it. "It's got a… Cyber…throne… -nian signal." The radio said, putting together clips.
"It's one of the transformers? What happened to it?" I didn't know if it was a him or a her.
Ironhide parked to the side of the road, with Bumblebee behind him, and Sam and his parents must have been asking the same questions. The holoform of Ron exited the back of the truck and approached the upside-down flipped car. It was a hunter green, some NASCAR racecar or something. It had a bunch of stickers on it and the number 88 painted on it and it was burning on all sides.
The tires were flaming, slowly melting as the chassis was wrecked to the point of the car falling apart any second. Nicole and I got out of the car, at Ron's command. "You may safely approach. It's Autobot." We got behind Ironhide and Bumblebee's holoforms, I got behind Ron and Nicole got behind Bee.
"Who is it?" I asked, peeking over his shoulder.
"What is your designation, soldier?" Ron gruffly asked. Nobody replied. Ron turned to Bumblebee. "Tell Prime and Ratchet to come. We need them, we need them now." He said to him as Bee nodded and there was silence for a couple of moments.
"What happened to the poor fella?" Nicole asked behind Bumblebee.
"Starscream hit him hard. Most probably in a weak spot. The missiles must have flipped him, and speed and gravity did the rest." Ron replied. "Youngling, we need to change our positions so the humans won't see the wreckage and call their authorities. Get in front of me." He said to Bumblebee.
Bee nodded and the yellow Camaro moved around in front of Ironhide and parked, while the Topkick went in reverse, to block any view to the damaged car.
"So now what?" I asked, going to the Topkick and opening the passenger door. I sat on the passenger seat, with my legs dangling out of the truck.
"We wait. They should be here shortly." Ron said. I've never seen him so serious. Maybe I have, but it was rare.
Two hours later…
"So left leg front, both hands on right hip, right leg front, both hands on left hip and again." I said as Nicole and I started to make our own choreography to the song Low by Florida. I never really knew if the artist was FloRida, Flo Rida, people made up a lot of names.
"Apple Bottom Jeans-Jeans…" Bee's radio sang as we moved our legs to the beat.
"Left, right, left, right, hands on hips, twirl, around and again!" I said as we did the moves.
"The whole club was lookin' at 'er!" the radio blasted as Judy and Ron Witwicky clapped to the beat. Nicole and I started dancing like. We spent the last two hours waiting for Optimus and Ratchet. They were definitely not known for speed, yet for knowledge and experience. But she and I were having fun.
So much fun. So as the song continued on its own, we took a break. We were sweating a bit, and had the first minute of the song figured out. Some parts included Bee and Nicole. Other parts, I really didn't do for the sake of Ron being embarrassed.
"Take five." She said as she and I waved our hair back. "Man, instead of this being boring, waiting for Prime and Ratch, this was awesome!"
"Yeah. I think I'm cool now. Bee come here." Nicole said as she took Bee by the wrist and pulled him up. He was sitting in the passenger seat, the door up Lamborghini style. I wonder if Ironhide could open the door Lamborghini style? One way to find out, by asking, but that could come another time.
"You ready?" I asked as she nodded. "Bee, rip it." I said as the Witwicky's leaned on the fenders and now closed door of the Camaro, clapping their hands to the beat. I couldn't believe Sam was enjoying it.
"Gotta have them apple bottom jeans-" the radio played as Nicole and I did the left-right moves. "Boots with the fur-" we drew our hands up our legs. For the time being, Ron, Bee and the Witwicky's were our public. Ron just had his arms crossed as he leaned against the black monster truck. "The whole club was looking at her-" Nicole did some fast moves with her hands, as everybody was looking at her.
Probably the people passing on the highway too. "She hit the floor-" we touched the floor, but our knees weren't bent, so it was like lowering you upper body. Just bending yourself. Towards the audience. I swear this wasn't my idea. Nicole made me do it. "Next thing you know,"
We turned around. I told her I didn't want the whole highway to see my butt. So we put our hands in front of us and got low.
" Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low-"
"GO girls!" Judy clapped enthusiastically. The four men rolled their eyes, causing me and Nicole to giggle.
"Them baggy sweat pants and the Reeboks with the straps-" I made three different poses like a gangster would, or so I thought gangsters did, like putting your hand on your chin and putting one arm under the other. Nicole dragged Bee to the scene and I knew exactly what was going to happen. Entirely her idea.
"She turned around" Nicole turned around Bee, holding her hand on his chest as she circled around him. She stopped in front of him, gazing at him as he grinned at her. "and gave that big booty a smack-HEY!"
It doesn't take a genius to say what she did. Gave that big booty a smack. I burst out and fell to the ground, laughing my but off. All I could see before falling, was the louder 'Hey' part and Bee's shocked, but pleased face.
"She hit the floor, next thing you know, shawty got low, low, low…" and the song died out as the two of them started kissing.
"Concrete isn't good for you. Up you get." Ron cut off my giggling and offered me a hand, which I took. "You were having fun out there, weren't you?" he brought me up.
"Yeah, you should try it."
He gave me a serious face and a raised eyebrow and I fell down to the floor again laughing, but he caught me just in time. "What's so funny?" he asked, as I was in his arms, mere centimeters to the ground.
"The image of you dancing. Boy, that would be weird."
"Hence the reason I would never do it." He brought me up.
"So, Bee, how was I?" Nicole asked him, Ron and I looked at them, but Ron's arms were around me, resting on my stomach.
"Hold up, wait a minute, do I see what I think? Whoa-" he lifted her up by the waist and started twirling. "I ain't never seen something that'll make me go, this crazy-they stole the show-" She kissed him, but that didn't stop him from continuing with his radio songs, "So sexual, she was flexible, professional-"
"Bee, we get it." Sam annoyingly said. "Oh, look there's Prime and Ratch. About time."
The couple stopped twirling as Ron let go of me. Okay, so humans can know, but Autobots and Decepticons can't. Great.
Optimus and Ratchet pulled behind us as their holoforms flickered to life.
"That always freaks me out." Ron Witwicky said. Bee just shrugged.
"Who is this?" Optimus said to Ironhide, or Ron. I didn't know who exactly.
"Designation unknown. Starscream attacked. It's Autobot." Ron replied.
"Bumblebee reported." Prime said as Ratchet moved around with his scanners beeping and whatnot.
"Seriously damaged, but not a life-threatening situation. Autobots, help me with loading the patient into Optimus's trailer." Ratchet said as he the men went down to get the wrecked car.
Even as humans, the four men easily lifted the car and put him in Prime's shiny and silver trailer. I, for one, didn't even know he had a trailer to begin with. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker must have designed it. And polished it. It looks so damn clean and shiny. And the design is really nice.
"Let's go." Ron appeared by my side. Nicole and I got back into Ironhide, Sam couldn't stand his parents and Optimus approved his 'request' to be driven inside him. The parents were stuck with Bee.
Finally, I get to go home. This bikini is really starting to itch.
Whew! I'm done. Well, not really, I got a long way to go! Guess who the green mech is! Shouldn't be too hard. Shouldn't be hard at all. XD Anyway, if there are/were any mistakes, sorry, I must buy a new laptop, this one is like… 5 years old. Which is a LOT. But I wuv it so much!
So I don't want to get rid of it. ;)
The problem is not only that, it's the fact that it randomly closes the Internet Explorer and won't open it again. I have to restart it, but it means losing my work.
Soooo, I'll go and try to find something interesting to write about in chapter 31. I have NO idea what to write though. That's me, just writing as I go. :D