Hello I'm alive! sorry for the long wait but I've just been really busy helping my mom out as much as possible because she had a baby in last month and it doesn't really help that I hardly get any time to get on anymore because one of sisters stalks the computer 24/7. -_- , I really wanted to get this chapter up around my birthday like last year but I got a little overachievious (is that even a word?) I found this Transformers oneshot I was writing it my folder that I was working on last year, it's been gathering dust (literally, I hand to blow the dust off the paper) so I decided to work on it, maybe you guys would like to check it out when it's finished? (hoping to get it up sometime this week) Then I decided to participate in Phanniemay which was a mistake seeing as I took forever on everything. And now I've been playing Splatoon! I got it for my birthday. So yeah, the usual excuses, sorry. but this chapter is like 11,443 words long! (longest yet) sorry to those who hate long chapters. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, faved and followed this story!
And you might also notice that this story has a new cover picture, pretty cool if I do say so myself, isn't that sketchy scrap of a excuse of a cover that I made threw up there anymore!
Until further notice, I hope you all enjoy this chapter, it's pretty much fluffy fun and humor-until the end anyway, don't hate me!
Disclaimer time my most precious and valued readers:
I do not own Transformers Prime (Hasbro) or Danny Phantom (Butch Hartman), if I did I think everyone should worry for I am not as responsible as I wished I was. Prank idea goes to the awesome Kimera20, and thank you Guest(4) for the suggestion! I felt very heartwarmed that you would help me out like that, you'll be able to see it in this chapter ^^
and thank you everyone who gave their opinion about Jack (Darby) being cousins with our residential ghost boy! they have been noted!
As always, reviews at the bottom, enjoy!
~~~~~~TFP~~~~~~
Arcee and Bulkhead were just finishing up their round of patrol when Bulkhead suggested the idea of picking up the children, Arcee agreed easily, she'd pick up Jack and Bulkhead would go get Miko and Raf keeping in contact with each other through the com link. Arcee turned down a street that would lead her to Jack's neighborhood, on the outside she seemed like any driver heading towards their destination not being bothered by the summer heat, but on the inside thoughts coursed through her mind in attempts to put together the puzzle that was Phantom. He was obviously lying about something that much she could tell or at least withholding it, and she was pretty certain it tied in with the Fenton's being in Jasper.
Yesterday Jack had called her revealing why he found the vehicle from last week's searching for information on their ghostly guest so familiar, the Fenton's RV was in the driveway of a rental home he spotted during the week prior, what he didn't know was why they'd come here for all reasons.
Arcee continued to drive silently until her rumination became too much to bare and and decided to reveal some of her troubling thoughts to her teammate. "Bulkhead?"
"*Yeah Arcee?*"
Arcee paused beginning to have second thoughts. Sighing she continued "What do you think about Phantom Bulk?" a thoughtful quietness settled as the former Wrecker pondered the question.
"*I think he's a good kid.*" Bulkhead confessed sincerely, the sound of his engine quieting as he pulled to stop could be heard, there was muffled voice followed by the slamming of a door until Miko could be heard more clearly through the the com link. "*Hey Bulk! while you were recuperating I downloaded this sweet new game onto my laptop and been playing it ever since, when we get to base I'm going to show it to you!*"
"*That's awesome Miko, what's it about?*"
"*About scary robots haunting a pizza joint.*"
"*That's new.*"
"Ahem, I don't mean to cut in like this" Arcee interrupted reminding Bulkhead of the conversation they were having beforehand "but nothing about him seems off to you?" she pressed causing uncertainty to rise in Bulkhead"*no...Should I?*" Miko tossed her bag in the backseat becoming curious with the conversation taking place "*who ya guys talking about?*" she asked perching in her seat leaning forward on her fists.
Arcee sighed "never mind, just forget I said anything." Waving off any concern Bulkhead was about to voice and ended the transmission. So she was the only one getting this feeling? maybe she was just imagining everything and was trying to pin something to the teen that wasn't even there, after all he had saved Miko and Bumblebee without a second thought for his own well being. Was she just having trouble accepting him because he was so foreign, an anomaly that just didn't make sense? ghosts in general always been a myth to her and Arcee chose to keep that way, otherwise she was certain that her fallen comrades would've come to haunt her by now; especially the ones she couldn't save. But something was preventing her from fully trusting Phantom, somewhere in her consciousness just knew she needed to keep a wary optic on him, Arcee didn't know why but it was just there like a lingering pain of a battle wound, it may no longer be there anymore but you could still just feel it.
The driveway that Arcee had drove up to countless times came into view, spotting Jack exiting the front the door, helmet resting under his arm only to halted by his mom briefly as she pecked his forehead and exchanged a few words between them before parting ways, the sixteen year old hurried down the steps to meet up with his guardian at the top of the driveway. Sadie disappeared instantly allowing Jack to place his helmet on. "How did you know I was coming?" Arcee asked, she hadn't called him ahead of time nor June for that matter. Jack gave her a slightly bemused smile "are you kidding Arcee? I could recognize the sound of your engine from a mile away." Jack replied seating himself down and gripping the handlebars securely.
"That makes sense" she mused starting up again and leaving "did you find out why the Fentons are here?" Jack shook his head disbelievingly "are you serious Arcee? how am I supposed to explain how I heard about them without sounding like I was stalking them online?"
"well you don't have to mention that, you could've just gone with the 'welcome to the neighborhood' bit." Arcee pointed out.
"Yeah, but then I would have to get mom involved, seeing as Mr. Fenton was aiming a bazooka at the last person who tried that."
"isn't that illegal?" Arcee asked incredulous, making Jack shrug his shoulders indifferently "probably, wouldn't surprise me if the cops have a warrant out for his arrest given that bright orange jumpsuit he's always wearing."
Arcee mentally shook her head. "Talk to your mom about it then, and if she agrees you need to be discreet about it when you head over there and I need you to try to gather information on Phantom, see if they know anything about him." Jack didn't questioned his assignment, just nodded understandingly. If Arcee was concerned about something Jack found it best to acknowledge it, nothing got to her easily, but the unease he sensed coming from her was unsettling to say the least, it was a matter worth looking into.
"you got it Arcee."
~~~~~~DP~~~~~~
it wasn't until three days later Danny's grounding was lifted, after he fed his parents a story about how he was exploring town some more, when he met this kid which they quickly became friends, the teen invited him over to his house to play this new video game he bought and they played for hours, but then he realized he lost track of time and quickly bid his new friend goodbye.
His parents were enthusiastic about Danny making a new friend seeing that the only friends he had were Sam and Tucker, quickly they asked for the boy's name. Danny being Danny, hadn't thought about that part. Quickly he spouted the name of one the teens he met at the Autobot base "Jack?" His mom seemed skeptical but his dad was downright ecstatic to even saying "his name is Jack like me Mads! can't wait for you to introduce us so we can meet your little friend Danny-boy!" Danny quickly continued the story before they started asking more questions. Coming back the way he came, Danny thought he saw a ghost coming after him so he ran away from it but managed to get lost in the process, hiding out in a alley to lose it he realized he must of left his cellphone at Jack's house when he went to call his parents. They seemed to brighten upon hearing that, concluding Danny was going to call them to save him for he trusted them to keep him safe. His father outright beamed at the thought instantly becoming proud of his son for following the instructions they've droned into him for all these years.
Danny picked up the story again telling them he found his cellphone once he was certain the threat was gone and abandoned his hiding place; Danny tried to retrace his steps and get back home himself for he was too embarrassed to call for help for getting lost in the first place.
Jack and Maddie seemed quite satisfied with his tale before his mother walked around the other side of the kitchen table and giving her child a warm hug saying she was glad to find him unharmed. Danny had to hide a grimace when she hugged a little too tight upsetting his still bruised rib cage.
Before he could appreciate his parents acting like normal caring parents for once, it was ruined when Maddie said he was still grounded for a few more days for being stupid for not calling them before scurrying off with her husband to gather their ghost hunting supplies and loading them into the RV chattering excitedly about there finally being a ghost sighting in Jasper in which they were going to capture and bring it in for questioning and lots of painful experiments. Danny didn't even get the chance to shudder at that statement before his father threw him over his shoulder, exited the house and tossed him enthusiastically into the GAV's back seat and slammed the door shut, his parents got into the front ones soon after saying it would be a lot safer to bring him along than to leave him alone at the house unprotected since the ghost shield equipment has been mysteriously misplaced.
After the first few days of coming up empty, Danny was left home alone free to do what he pleased as long as it didn't involve breaking his ban within his grounding limits. Bored of the extra homework he missed and needed to bring in by the end of the summer, Danny began to ticker around with some spare parts he found in one of the boxes they had yet to find a place for and began to make what looked to be the beginnings of a pistol of some sort, he wasn't the son of two certified inventors for nothing.
Halfway finished with his project he sent the schematics over to Tucker to make sure he got all the wiring's, circuit boards and such right, once everything was confirmed to be order Danny finished everything up and placed a small ice crystal as the power source. Taking aim he fired; the blast that emitted from the weapon hit his bed post and covered it in ice.
Danny's eyes widen before a giddy grin graced his face. Admittedly it was childish but honestly he didn't really care, shooting at random objects in his room while shouting out "freeze ray!" with each shot he took. The ice crystal eventually ran out after eight shots, reloading it he stored it away under his bed for latter use, with the sweep of his hand all the ghostly ice disappeared; just in time too for his parents pulled up into the driveway which would turn out to be another failed hunt.
Back to the present, now he was free to leave the house again. Danny was flying full speed to the outskirts of town, an empty thermos clipped to his belt along with his newly dubbed 'Freeze-ray' (which knowing his dad would have wanted him to put 'Fenton' in front of) and away from prying eyes so he could call in a bridge while silently hoping his ghost sense would go off for once.
Ever since his grounding, Danny has been keeping his ghost sense open trying to locate Technus; the news reporters still couldn't explain all the abandoned broken technology they've found all of the place after the ghost fight a few hours later. It didn't sit well with him that Technus was here at all, especially after he spouted his evil plan about mind control.
Danny gritted his teeth at the sheer familiarity, when Freakshow came to town all those months ago with that staff, he used it to control Danny forcing him to commit crimes he didn't recall doing. From what he did remember during that memory lapse was the feeling of being trapped; locked away in a dark foggy haze that seemed suffocating, that was until Sam's screams for help did he have a moment of clarity and rushed in to save her from falling to her death. Ever since then Danny was frighten at the possibility of being controlled again, just having no control over his actions while someone pulled the strings to his every move, especially after gaining all these powers- some very powerful ones might he add- could end up bad for everyone. The sooner he found Technus the better.
Changing his thoughts, Danny gazed upwards and squinted a bit when the sun's rays hit his eyes. It was a bright and sunny morning, although, sweltering out even for his ghost form;(silently questioning the sanity of wearing a black jumpsuit on this torrid day) he couldn't wait to get to the Autobot's base to ditch this heat and into some air conditioning. After a little more flying, Danny deemed he was far enough out to send the call and pulled out his cellphone dialing the first name he saw. A few more rings later Ratchet picked up "*hello?*"
Danny grinned deciding to mess with him "Eeee... what's up doc?" he answered do the best Bugs Bunny impression he could muster. "*Oh. It's you.*" Danny could only imagine the impassive look crossing the medic's face from the other end of the line. "Geez, don't sound too enthusiastic." Danny said mockingly whilst rolling his eyes "I need a portal in my location." He waited a few seconds for Ratchet to trace the call before the doctor answered "*sending one your way now; and the correct term would be 'bridge' not 'portal'*" he corrected his tone containing mock reprimanding like he was talking down to a child, but Danny choose to ignore the gibe, thinking of a witty comeback "how about you call it what you want and I call it what I want." And then proceeding to hang up, re-pocketing the phone just as a ground bridge appeared and quickly entered.
A brief flash of light later the base came into view "sup fellow losers, I'm back!" he crowed. All he was met with was silence and the sounds coming from the monitors. Ratchet shut down the ground bridge and went back to whatever he was doing beforehand.
Movement of red and blue caught his eye which turned out to be Optimus halting in his work on the monitor and turned to address him "what did you mean by 'fellow losers'?" Optimus asked, his voice didn't sound angry or interrogating in any way but perhaps a tad bit curious? Danny fumbled with his fingers a bit uncomfortably, gosh how did he want to word this? "well I uh...um... didn't really mean anything by it but it was said in a friendly and affectionate way..?" Danny offered awkwardly, there was no wonder why he was also failing English actually, he was failing every class now that he thought about it; probably should find a tutor.
The uncomfortable silence reigned on as Danny floated uncertainly until the Prime nodded acceptably. Feeling a little more confident now Danny struck up a conversation "how are you and the others feeling?" if Optimus was surprised by the question he didn't show it "I am fine Danny Phantom, as for the others aside from Bumblebee whom is still healing, how are you?" Danny was astounded by how the response was spoken with such formality from the towering robot, eyes holding a reassuring gentleness that was often found in a parental figure. Snapping out of his slight daze Danny gave a lopsided smile "I'm feeling pretty good right now, everything's all healed up." Then he scanned his surroundings "hey, where is everyone?"
Optimus donned a thoughtful expression "Arcee and Bulkhead are on patrol, Bumblebee would be in the medbay" he looked briefly puzzled "I do not know of Smokescreen's current whereabouts, you'll need to ask Bumblebee or perhaps Ratchet if they know." The Autobot leader concluded. Danny nodded gratefully nonetheless "I'll do that thanks!" with a slight wave Danny floated in the other direction.
Bumblebee! the thought flashed through his mind with a wave of exhilaration washing over him when the yellow Autobot came into view- now he didn't have go on a scavenger hunt-, had his back turned to him in the medbay. Danny cleared the distance between them in seconds and hovered just above the bot's head catching sight of the evident look of a pout on the scout's face. Bending upside down until his face blocked Bumblebee's line of sight Danny grinned "heeey Bee, guess who's back?" Bumblebee's face brighten slightly as he chirped out a "hello" and raised a hand; palm upwards invitingly. Danny readily accepted the offer sitting down and crisscrossing his legs he asked "feeling any better?" Bee nodded, annoyance crossing his features briefly before disappearing "yeah but Ratchet won't let me leave." Letting out a exasperated huff, Danny's bottom lip jutted out thoughtfully "is that why you were pouting a minute ago?" Bumblebee made an unbelievably shrill beep that sounded like a squawk, embarrassment flooded his face stumbling to find the right words "I-I was not pouting!" but at Danny's unimpressed look Bee sighed in resignation "fine maybe I was a little but that was only because I'm bored because Ratchet won't let me do anything fun and is refusing to let me out of his sight" as if on cue Ratchet popped his head around the corner and did the 'I'm watching you' gesture and disappeared back around, leaving Bee to continue "just because of that one time I took off with Bulkhead and chased after Knockout and ended up going over a cliff he holds it against me."
Danny blinked, then blinked again "uhhh..." he was not expecting that response, he shook his head "um you know what? I'm not even going to ask. Have you tried the puppy-dog eyes on him?"
"...The what?"
Right, alien robot from another planet "it's when you make your eyes all big and pleading and try to come off as sad as possible." Danny explained. Bumblebee blinked owlishly "that sounds creepy" he stated blatantly leaving the ghost teen to face palm, breathing stiffly through his nostrils "let me show you." Lowering his head downward, he contorted his facial expression leaving Bee briefly confused and a little curious, once Danny was certain he got the look right he slowly raised his head and the sight the met Bumblebee was a pathetic one. Danny's pupils seemed to have tripled in size and nearly swallowed the neon green iris' as they looked directly Bee's optics looking on the verge of crying as his bottom lip quivered slightly, eyebrows drawn together and a head tilt as the cherry on top. The image Danny was projecting practically screamed pleading, pathetic helpless creature that made you find it hard to not help it and coddle it closely to your chest.
Danny swore he saw something prick from the corners of Bumblebee's eyes just before the scout said "stop! I can't take it anymore." Came the cry filled beep, satisfied Danny blinked as his facial features went back to normal while taking on a smug grin "like that. Question: your still a kid right Bee?"
"I guess yeah?" Bee answered with a shrug "good cause I'm fairly certain it only works when your still a kid otherwise you just look plain desperate; like some fruit loop who's still after mom." He muttered the last part but he wasn't certain if Bee heard it, and if he did the scout didn't pry. "Okay let me see you do it." Danny motioned wildly with his hand. Bumblebee's movements stilled taking on a contemplating expression. Finally Bee looked back towards the awaiting ghost boy, optics big with the alluring blue they carried filled with a childish innocence that nearly had Danny do a double take. "Like this?" Bumblebee inquired as Danny nodded in confirmation. "Nearly, were going to need to amp the look up since your gonna serve it to Ratchet; speaking from my last encounter."
"I'll take your word for it since you'd somehow convinced him to a dance off the other day." The scout pointed out making Danny brighten feeling a sense of smug pride "so you've heard about that huh? getting back on topic, you need to slightly tilt your head to the left." Doing as instructed he tipped his head "okay now lower your doors."
"But the bandages are restricting them."
"Then lower them the best you can."
Bee sighed but did so without further complaint, he managed to move them a little past his shoulders; better then nothing Danny supposed "alright bring in your brows...Perfect. Now ever so slightly, look up." Bumblebee's optics shot upwards looking so sad it took Danny by surprise, he would never admit this out loud but Bumblebee looked absolutely adorable, you would have to be some cold hearted monster to say no to that face. Andthat is why Danny didn't feel a single shred of guilt sending him off to find the medic before his emotional dam broke.
"Make sure to look like your about to cry if he looks like he's about to decline!" Danny called out, Bee flashed him a thumbs up before taking off and disappearing into- wait, he forgot what room that was. Darn it! I was suppose to ask where Smokescreen is, he sounded disappointed last time I'd talked to him. For some reason all the sudden he felt like someone was watching him; performing a slow three-sixty Danny's eyes met Optimus' whom seemed quite perplexed. Thinking back to what he last said he realized that there maybe should be a reason why the Autobot leader should be concerned since it could lead to the discharge of a fairly healed scout ending up back in the field before he's physically ready. "Don't worry, it's not like anything's going to spontaneously burst into flames." He assured him.
Optimus was still staring at him and it was becoming a little unnerving, it was like a big cat staring you down and just like one they refused to blink. Danny quickly decided to change the subject "are you sure don't know where Smokescreen might be?" Danny asked, briefly glancing about for his somewhat considered friend, surprised he hasn't made an appearance yet. Optimus had a thoughtful look on his face "perhaps he is in his room." He mused calmly with a slight hand gesture towards the hallway. Nodding with a quick thanks Danny went on about his way floating past doors in the hall. Silently thanking Miko for the tour she gave him the last time he was here Danny recognized the weird dent she'd pointed out identifying it as Smokescreen's door; he never did ask how that happened. There was a keypad that resided on the wall next to the door but since he didn't have the code Danny just went intangible and passed through.
The room was a simple shade of brown like the rest of the base, a small shelf adorned the side wall littered with little knick-knacks and some things that resembled a large tablet but was translucent (which he later came to learn were datapads), there wasn't a lot of personification done here giving the room an almost hollow feel, maybe Smokescreen would do more with it. Speaking of which, there on the giant bot sized berth was Smokescreen himself: sleeping. He can sleep? Danny blinked at the newly acquired information, huh you learn something new everyday. This would be the perfect time to draw on his face. Dannysnickered quietly at the thought fishing his hand into his suit's hidden pocket looking for the marker he stored in there for opportunities like these. But to his dismay, it was missing. Darn it, must have dropped it somewhere. Smokescreen was very lucky he misplaced his marker, otherwise he would be defaced right now. Yes, very fortunate indeed. Danny floated over his head and began knocking on the metal plating covering his chest resounding a few metallicdings before pausing to wait for a reaction.
Nothing.
Was he a heavy sleeper or what? landing on his chest Danny began to come up with a new plan which resulted in a small game called 'what'll wake Smokescreen'. It started out with taps to the chest, dripping saliva onto his face to turning his arm intangible and pulling it in and out through his face, all which resulted in failure. Siting down with a frustrated huff and getting bored, Danny's hands glowed blue creating a pile of snow where he sat and began making a snow nest thing waiting for the rookie to wake up.
~~~~~~TFP~~~~~~
Smokescreen's systems started to online, he spent a long night of patrol with Bulkhead and just about fell over when they got back to base late this morning, his berth was a welcomed sight when he practically threw himself backwards onto it,. For the past few days Smokescreen had been trying to finish tasks assigned to him while keeping an optic out on his contraption, several times someone almost activated it and he had to drop whatever he was during and rush to stop them before they did while coming up with some excuse so they wouldn't tell him to take it down. And during those days Smokescreen has been waiting for Danny to return only to be left disappointed.
Smokescreen mentally sighed, time to get up and greet another boring day and-wait. Smokescreen paused in his movements when he realized there was something cold on the center of his chest. Did the ground-bridge malfunction and bring in snow? he wondered briefly before opening his optics and blinking away the cold moisture from them and looked towards his chest and was actually surprised to find snow there. Before he could ponder how it got there in the first place he noticed tufts of white hair outlined against the cold sludge.
Realization dawned on him once he realized who it was "Danny!" Smokescreen announced jubilantly making the teen jerk his head up at the mention of his name and turned to face him with his eyes blown wide, noticing there was snow plastered against his right cheek. Smokescreen could help but laugh at Danny's face earning him a glare in return as he wiped the cold mush of his face "oh ha ha, so when you finally decide to wake up you laugh at me?" Smokescreen just continued to laugh making Danny's scowl deepen. After a bit his mirth subsided, becoming more serious he asked "why is there snow on me?"
Danny's glare lasted for a few more seconds before dying away into a careless shrug "I just arrived at base like fifteen minutes ago, it's sweltering out so to cool down I made this pile thing here and lied in it but I think I started to drift off."
Smokescreen shot him an skeptical look seeming not knowing what to say about that explanation, instead he sat upright, startling Danny eliciting him to let out a shot of protest for nearly falling off "time to get off Casper, don't need this snow getting into my more sensitive places; besides, I don't look as good wearing a Phantom pelt." Smokescreen said making Danny's scowl return. Jumping to his pedes he rapidly swept it off his chest plating, out of the corner of his optic he caught the teenager rolling his eyes at him looking disdainful "jeez, get it off a little faster will ya? I swear by the way your acting someone would think that's contaminated or something." Smokescreen gave him the same gaze back "well considering it came out of you..." Trailing off leaving the implication lingering in the air, the teen frowned in disappointment "touche" was the muttered response.
Despite this, Smokescreen fervently launched into another conversation whilst trying to mask his impish behavior when the reminder of his extracurricular project flashed through his processor like an invitation "there's something I've been dying to show you, come on!" Smokescreen proclaimed exuberantly waving a hand towards the door practically bouncing on his pedes eagerly. How did he even get in my room anyway? the thought was a little disconcerting at Danny's lack of morals towards privacy but quickly dismissed it, maybe it's a ghost thing.
Taking lead he pressed the silver button on the side wall letting the door slide open effortlessly and walking out with Phantom trailing after him face displaying an interest in what he wanted to show him.
"What is it?" Danny asked eagerly floating into his line of sight which was starting to become a bad habit. Swatting him away gently with the back of his hand, he held a tone of assurance when he spoke "you'll see when we get there." Danny raised an eyebrow "does this mean we're leaving the base?" the rookie shook his head "nah, it's just down the hall."
After a bit more walking and flying from Smokescreen and Danny; respectively of course, they reached their destination. They were in the Training room which was currently lacking any other occupants, Smokescreen briefly eyed his contraption dangling from the ceiling but looked away just as quickly before Danny noticed. Speaking of which, the Ghost Boy still hovered just outside the doorway scanning the spacious room over with curious eyes "I don't see anything interesting in there, it's just an empty room."
"Stop being so perspective" Smokescreen groaned "and start being more like me."
"What, a goofball?" Danny supplied coming a bit closer, Smokescreen shot him a dirty look "being awesome" he corrected "'Cons never know what hit them when I'm around." Danny floated into the room shaking his head amusedly "riiiiiggght, just like the Box Ghost being able to scare someone." His voice was dripping in sarcasm making the Cybertronian frown "what's that suppose to mean?"
"Nothing." Danny answered just a little too sweetly, Smokescreen decided to ignore what ever came out of his mouth until further notice, watching the teen closely as he hovered beneath his trap. Wow, it really is true on what they say about a person never looking up, that or Danny was a really oblivious ghost. Well he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Danny eyed him weirdly when he noticed him staring at him "what? do I have something on my fac-?" before he could finish his sentence the motion sensor Smokescreen had installed went off; detecting a person still in place after a minute had passed hence triggering the bucket of oil to tip it's contents over onto the frozen in place Phantom with a alarmed appearance. There was a giant splash as the weird mix of blackish-gold oil concoction splattered in a three foot radius from where Danny stood, arms lifted above his sides like a chicken attempting a take off and his eyes screwed shut; shocked still into place.
Smokescreen let out a snicker; then a snort which proceeded into full blown laughter "now you have something on your face!" Smokescreen managed to declare in between laughs grabbing his sides when they began to ache.
That was pure comedy gold! That was worth the wait, Primus he wished he had a camera, or at least Miko with her flip phone, she would've been enjoying it as much as he was right now. Finally his laughter died down when he noticed that Danny hadn't moved an inch, he began to become concerned "Danny?" he asked, the last of his mirth dying from his voice. "Hey Casper, it was just a joke!" he tried but to no avail Danny still wouldn't answer or at the very least twitch. Smokescreen swallowed the lump of apprehension settled in his throat.
"Are... Are you okay?" it seemed like hours before Danny eventually spoke, his voice was shuddering "if th-this oil gets in my eyes...Will...Will I go blind?"
Now it was Smokescreen's turn to freeze up, he knew next to nothing about human biology let alone a ghosts, he kinda figured that humans shouldn't be messing with the stuff since it was most likely gonna harm them (cut him some slack, he hasn't been on earth that long compared to everyone else) and thinking Danny would be fine since he wasn't human. Now that he hadn't considered the possibility before hand he could've harmed the dead teenager.
Oh scrap.
~~~~~~DP~~~~~~
Danny froze in place and closed his eyes shut just as a wave of black slimy liquid was dumped on him. Once it stopped, Danny kept his eyes closed and sniffed the air-thankfully none of it got into his nose- recognizing it as motor oil from his times of helping his parents fix the RV and every time Jazz would warn him to be careful and to not get it into his eyes cause he could go blind if he did. Danny would always shrugged off her concern thinking that Jazz was just being paranoid but in this moment he was covered from head to toe in the stuff and he didn't want to risk it.
Going intangible seemed like the best option, but if it was already in his eyes wouldn't that mean it would get into his eyes more right? Ugh! all this questions made him even more worried.
Even though the oil was partially clogging his ears Danny managed to hear what Smokescreen was saying "Hey Casper, it was just a joke!" this is that dumb-butt's idea of a joke?! well maybe Jazz had been wrong otherwise Smokescreen wouldn't have taken such a risk right?
"Are... Are you okay?" he continued sounding quite concerned. Snapping out of state of panic, he forced himself to calm down and string together a question. Exhaling slowing he asked trying to keep the shudder out of his voice and failing miserably "if th-this oil gets in my eyes...Will...Will I go blind?" he listened for Smokescreen's answer but was met with silence, his stomach began to fill with dread. "Why won't you answer me?!" Danny shouted at him. "Because I don't know what to say!" Smokescreen shouted back "look I'm sorry okay? I didn't know that could happen, I just thought-sorry." Smokescreen seemed just as distraught as he was, if his ramblings were anything to go by "can't you just go intangible or something?" Danny huffed annoyingly "yeah but I don't know if it'll make it worse."
The silence seemed deafening when the Autobot didn't say anything, Danny was starting to believe he abandoned him, but finally he said "you do realize how ridiculous you sound right?" just by the serious tone Danny could picture him staring at him like he'd grown a second head, and at the moment he was slightly grateful that he was covered in oil to hide his cheeks burning in irritated embarrassment.
"Know what? screw it." Danny muttered turning intangible he felt his eyes begin to burn followed up by the warmth of ectoplasm burning in them like warm unshed tears when he heard Smokescreen gasp, snapping his eyes open he gazed at the person whom elicited the sound. "Whoa..." Smokescreen whispered in awe "your eyes are really green and glowing, I can't even see the pupils!" Danny was so relieved when he was able to see Smokescreen but now he wanted to get back at the prankster for almost giving him a heart attack- or would it be considered a core attack since he was in ghost form?- making his way to the top of Danny's revenge list.
Danny glared daggers at him "know why?" he grounded out his eyes narrowing in on him. Smokescreen fidgeted in place as an unsettling feeling swept over him, but being the oblivious obnoxious bot he is Smokescreen put on a challenging smirk and asked "no, why?" Danny hands crackled to life with green energy, trying to come off as furious as possible to hopefully scare him which in retrospect wasn't very effective given the size difference between them as he snarled "it's because you dumped oil on me!" he lunged for Smokescreen evoking the bot to let out a startled yelp and diving out of the way "hey it was an accident!" he defended, dodging the barreling Ghost Boy again "you did it on purpose you liar!" focusing his energy at a low density while giving it some form, he shot blobs of it at his target who was narrowly dodging all of them "oh well you gotta admit it was worth a shot." Smokescreen quickly shrugged with a small head tilt just as a giant wad goop missed him and splattered onto the wall like a snot rocket.
"Well that looks...Ew." He scowled in open unashamed disgust and began making a beeline for the exit, Danny saw this and activated his ice powers and shot a blast at the door successfully blocking off his escape. "Your not going anywhere." Danny said determinedly getting ready to fire more goop from his hand.
Smokescreen turned around slowly "don't have to-" Smokescreen raised his wrist and his other arm skywards, until surprise colored his face "-ooooooo..." His eyes darted up and down his arm looking for something that obviously wasn't there, Danny arched an eyebrow waiting for whatever it was he was trying to do. "Scrap. Plan B then!" Completely facing him now with a fast turn Smokescreen pulled giant water balloons filled with looked to be more oil from Clockwork knows where and charged at him; throwing his newly acquired ammo at Danny with earnest.
Fall back, fall back! the thought screamed just as Danny high tailed it out of there in the opposite direction of his pursuer, flying near the ceiling with the flight pattern of zig-zagging as the burst bombs exploded onto the ceiling. One balloon hit their mark after Smokescreen chucked one into the direction he figured Danny would head next, detonating when the loud smack of impact hit his back making the teen shout and the Autobot a triumphant "ha!" Regaining his bearings with a frustrated shout, Danny plotted his next move in seconds and then poof! he was no longer in sight.
Smokescreen cursed, he forgot Danny could do that; readying a oil balloon at his side he scanned his surroundings. "Spooky, Spooky-Poo, where are you?" Danny could be lingering anywhere, just the slightest movement wou-there! he jumped out of the way as green goop smacked into the ground near his foot, Smokescreen smirked confidently; too bad he didn't see the next one coming until it hit him in the face. Danny blinked back into sight laughing his butt off "ha! what 'you didn't see that coming'?" he quipped "payback's a-" he never did get to finish that sentence when Smokescreen threw another bomb, he may have been blinded momentarily but he could still hear, he pinpointed Danny's voice and chanced it, turns out he threw it just right when he heard the loud thwack of oil splattering all over him. Smokescreen wiped the goop off his face and with mild disgust acknowledged the fact that it was slimy. Danny got up from the floor and flew back into the air preparing more ecto-goop and diving towards his opponent "ready for round two Speed Reject?" he announced just as Smokescreen slipped until a battle stance, ready to bolt if the time called for it with two balloons trigger ready in each hand. "Bring it on Inky!" He challenged back.
"You've been playing Pac-man?"
"You know it!"
~~~~~~TFP~~~~~~
Bumblebee hurried off to find Ratchet, bubbling with half contained enthusiasm at the prospect of Danny's suggested tactic, as embarrassing and degrading it might be to his pride, Bumblebee was willing to try almost anything to leave that medbay. Bee grew restless easily, especially when Raf wasn't able to visit due to family reasons, so to release his pent of energy whenever a assignment would present itself Bee would instantly offer to do it but depending on what the task was Ratchet would either instantly decline him from doing so or watch him like a hawk until he showed a single ounce of strain and then send him off to rest. As much as Bumblebee appreciated the concern he grew tired of it just as quickly, he didn't want to sit around being useless when there was something he could do to contribute.
Maybe it will work or maybe it won't, never know till you try. With that fleeting thought Bumblebee walked into their Energon storage room coming across Ratchet taking a new refined batch and cubing it. Giving a small chirp to alert the seasoned medic of his presence, Ratchet swiveled his head briefly before resuming his work "what is it Bumblebee?" Ratchet asked sounding slightly irritated adjusting the pressure dials on the machine. Bumblebee shifted on his pedes "do you think I can be cleared from the medbay and get these bandages removed?" Bee beeped hopefully making the medic whip around to face him with a disbelieving expression "tell me your joking Bumblebee," when Bee didn't reply Ratchet let out a scoff "your nearly healed and will be completely in a few more days if you'd stop trying to strain you injuries further then you'd already have!"
"can't I just leave a little early?"
"no."
"Come on Ratchet, please?"
"the answer is still no." Ratchet stated firmly, Bumblebee sighed in slight irritation; he had only wanted to do it as a last resort which would probably probably ruin any dignity (or at least he liked to believe he has) had left, well here goes nothing. Head tilted, doorwings down, optics big just beneath the drawn in close brows, Bumblebee looked up at Ratchet pleadingly. "What are you doing?" then realization dawned on him "you can't be serious- you resorted to begging?" Bumblebee didn't let up; letting out a long beep of "pleeeeeaaasssse?" Ratchet was finding it hard to look away from the display in front of him, but huffed in annoyance "the answer is still no..." Even his answer didn't sound quite certain.
Time for the finale, Bee thought to himself with determination. Optics began to gather unshed lubricant just like the Ghost Boy instructed and felt triumphant energy surge through him seeing the medic's resolve falter.
After a few more seconds of intense pleading Ratchet finally gave in "...Fine." Bumblebee let out a victorious whoop "thanks Ratchet!" giving a quick hug he was fleeing the storage room and out the door in seconds with a new found sense of freedom. "Don't remove those bandages!" he heard Ratchet call out to him but he hardly took heed, wanting to go find Danny to tell him it worked and to see what the boy was up to Bee checked the main area where he had last left him, not much of a surprise when Phantom was nowhere in sight. Probably went to go wake Smokescreen, on that note he headed off into the direction of the rookie's room.
Empty. Where were they? after checking every other room nearby and coming out disappointed, he began heading down the second hallway. His searching came to a halt when the sound of Smokescreen's laughter met his audio receptors followed up by a shout. Swiftly Bumblebee tracked the noise; which steadily got louder with each passing step the sounds became clearer, sounds of something continuously splattering, indignant shouts to triumphant "ha!"s and an occasional thump like someone got thrown against the wall.
Bumblebee recognized where his route was leading him. The training room! the smell of motor oil hung heavily in the air when he came to the entrance; only for it to be blocked off with a wall of ice and he knew exactly who made it. Walking closer he placed a servo against the frozen barrier feeling the chill spread through his finger tips and to his sensors before drawing his hand back, marveling at the sight and being reminded that the very same thing standing before him was the same thing that protected him and Danny from being blown to bits, except now it served as a divider. Peering closer he spotted a black dripping blob flying and a green snot thing chasing after it-wait that was Danny and Smokescreen.
"Ha ha! can't get me Slow-screen!" Danny taunted launching ectogoop at his pursuer aimlessly seeming to only want to shake him off his tail, but Smokescreen was persistent. "That's the best you got Jack Frost?" he shouted up towards him rolling sideways to dodge again producing another oil bomb at his side. Danny landed crouched against the wall in anticipation "erm no, I can do way better" the balloon came rushing towards him in the last seconds before impact Danny flipped off into a dive and resumed flight "uh-uh, that better not be my new nickname though, I already know two 'Jacks' already and it's going to get confusing real fast trying to figure out which one your referring to; don't need to add another one to the mix."
Smokescreen tested his grip around the burst bomb eyes tracking Danny's movements "who's the other Jack?" curiosity pipping his interest, Danny slowed down to make a zipping motion across his lips "not telling, oh hey there's Bumblebee; hi Bee!" coming to a complete stop when he spotted him on the other side of the ice and waved enthusiastically, even being covered in oil Bee could tell he was grinning only to be slammed into a wall from the force of the rookie's throw with a startled yelp, becoming a black splatter there and emitting a low groan.
Smokescreen jumped in front of the doorway "oh hey it is him; now I feel kinda bad cause you weren't lying. Anyways, heeey." He greeted pressing his face up against the ice "look you've got to help me, physco over there barricaded us in here because he started throwing a hissy fit and I forgot the Phase-Shifter. So do you think you cou-Ack!" Smokescreen was cut off when a giant glowing blob careened into him, knocking him a few feet away from where he last stood and falling onto his aft with a loud thud, shaking the floor slightly where the scout stood watching.
Bumblebee cringed a little but continued to watch in amusement, just about on the verge of laughing. Danny hovered midair looking irritated "that was dirty." Bumblebee sat cross legged on the floor and was unfazed by the smug grin Smokescreen wore when he pulled himself from the goop "not as dirty as you look right now." He wisecracked, Danny smirked mockingly back, eyes getting brighter by the second "like your one to talk, have you checked yourself in a mirror lately Mr Mucus? you'd fit right in for a Mucinex commercial. Anyways this is going to end here and now."
Bumblebee heard multiple sets of footsteps walk towards him, but he didn't turn away from his source of entertainment for not wanting to miss what what going to transpire. "What is going on?" Optimus Prime inquired him, the commotion must have caught his attention. Swiveling his head he addressed his leader "I'm not entirely sure but it looks to be their version of the earth game 'water-balloon' battle." It was then Bumblebee noticed that Arcee and Bulkhead were back, along with the human children "hey Raf!" he called out cheerfully but his voice was drowned out by the fight taking place in the Training room.
"Bring it on you little troll doll!" Smokescreen cackled reaching for the last of his oil balloons within his subspace and boy was it a big one. Danny grinned evilly collecting an equally giant sized ball of ecto goop in his hands before rushing at his opponent letting out a strange battle cry "for Narnia!" just as Smokescreen let out one of his own of "for Young Justice!" and a big splatter of black and green erupted everywhere, it became eerily silent having Bee wonder if the two goof balls knocked each other out but then there was giggling, then full blown laughter sounded from the room.
That was all Optimus needed to hear before transforming his servo into a sword and stabbing it into the ice wall with a enough force to shatter it like glass.
~~~~~~DP~~~~~~
Danny laid there dazed on the floor next to Smokescreen whom seemed to be in the same boat, glancing around numbly as his brain tried to make the blurriness go away he took in the room. The place was unrecognizable; instead of the bare area from earlier it looked more like a Splatoon's Turf war took place. Danny couldn't help but giggle at his mind for referencing that, but he couldn't refrain himself from tittering some more cause god he sounded like he was high, probably was given how it smelt it here. A snort sounded from Smokescreen as his body shook with barely contained mirth, before the duo knew it they were laughing their butts off.
"This was so stupid" Danny threw an arm over his face as his sorta rival managed to nod in agreement. Just then the ice wall shattered everywhere making the two jump becoming startled at the unexpected noise leaping to their feet feeling tension settle over them. Optimus surveyed the room until his eyes landed on the pair who caused such a chaotic event, the Prime didn't look very pleased if the narrowing of his optics were anything to go by.
Simultaneously Smokescreen and Danny pointed to each other accusingly "he started it!" "sir." Smokescreen added dipping his head respectfully. Danny's ears picked up muffled laughter coming from the hallway, he couldn't identify the voices but he was fairly certain one of them belonged to Bumblebee. Optimus sent the two a silencing glance instantly shutting him and Smokescreen up. "You are to clean up this mess the two of you created" he instructed "is that understood?" they obediently nodded though Smokey looking a bit more dejected at the statement, just behind the Autobot leader stood Ratchet looking ready to put his two cents in but was prevented from doing so when Optimus continued "you shall not argue and work together with both your efforts." Optimus paused allowing them to nod again, he nodded curtly in return "good, we shall leave you to your work."
After that he turned around and left the premises, shuffled feet trailed after him until they evened out into normal strides, Ratchet could be faintly heard muttering something along the lines of "you would've thought they've learned by now." Once the footfalls died away Danny instantly whipped around and glared at the rookie "this is your fault." He stated bluntly. Smokescreen had the gall to look uninterested, instead acted like everything other then the floating teenager was fascinating "you gotta admit it was pretty fun" he said offhandedly inspecting the overhanging light fixture which was covered in their ammo's colors. Danny's shoulders slumped in defeat "yeah but the cleanup sure isn't going to be." He scratched his head idly but drawn it back being met with black slime earning a frown of disgust. "I'll go get the cleaning supplies, the sooner I can get this gunk off of me the better."
Smokescreen stroked his chin thoughtfully "you'll take the top and I'll take the bottom?" he asked gesturing towards the ceiling and the floor, Danny nodded in agreement finding the plan reasonable.
"Better get started then."
Danny wiped the sweat and grime from his forehead leaning on the mop heavily. It must have taken an hour to get everything scrubbed down and it wasn't easy, once the oil and ectogoop got mixed up with each other it harden up for some reason, Danny had to turn it intangible to get off. Every so often Danny had complained "can't I just turn the room intangible and have this mess just phase through the floor?" but Smokescreen would deny him from doing so "no, there is the pipeline and the electrical system down there, it will get messed up and I don't want to go down there and have to fix it with Ratchet."
But at least their hard work had paid off leaving a spotless room where they stood. Smokescreen dusted his hands "ready to go get cleaned ourselves?" shoving his mop into the cleaning wagon, frowning as his brows furrowed together "dang, how come when we always hang out we always got to clean something up?" Danny nodded at the first question, dropping off his mop also "yeah, phasing this stuff off is just not gonna cut it, I just know the smell is gonna linger."
Smokescreen nodded back with a cringe "right." Picking up the cart Smokescreen began walking towards the entrance, only to halt when Danny plopped down onto his head "what are you doing?" he asked. "Laying on your head- ow, why do you have these pointy things? they're digging into my sides." Danny replied shifting his body trying to become more comfortable, Smokescreen huffed "rude; then get off, you can fly you lazy spook."
Danny lean his head down in front of the bot's face with a frown "are you kidding me? I don't feel like it and you can just carry me, besides you owe me" he began punching lightly on the side of Smokescreen's head "come on get moving!"
"Okay your definitely getting off now." Smokescreen shook his head wildly all over the place in attempts to dislodge his hitchhiker, but Danny held on with a vice grip tightening his thighs around his head. After a few more moments of shaking Smokescreen sighed in resignation as the ghost on his head smirked smugly at his achievement "fine you can stay up there, but could you at least move your hands and head so I can see where I'm going?" he asked. Danny complied to the request shifting around again hanging limply on the Autobot's head.
What they weren't expecting however was yellow glitter to be suddenly dumped on them from above as soon as they passed the entrance.
"What the heck Smokescreen? I thought the oil was the last prank!"
"Me? more like you!"
"Oh like I had the time to set this up!"
"well it sure as heck wasn't me."
"Then who-?"
That's when they heard the childish robotic laughter sounded above them, looking up they saw the culprit in the unexpectedly large air vent with the grate pushed down with a bag of glitter next to them. "Bumblebee" they grounded out in sync. For Bumblebee to prank them from out of nowhere was unexpected leaving the duo to ponder if the scout had been planning this, his intentions were unknown since he was never involved in their prank war in the first place. With a cheeky salute Bumblebee disappeared back into the darkness of the tunnel, probably heading for the exit.
Danny stared stunned, mouth struggling to form words into a comprehension sentence "how-why? how did he even fit in there? or up there for that matter?" Smokescreen glared at the ventilation shaft "probably got in it through the basement, little roach; you wanna go head him off?" Danny shook his head and held up a finger "were supposed to go get cleaned up remember? I don't think Ratchet would be too happy with us if we just waltz in the center room looking like this." He pointed out, the rookie sighed and nodded reluctantly in agreement. "And to answer your first question, it isn't that hard, me and Arcee could fit in there easily without bringing the ceiling down, everyone else? not so much."
After Smokescreen dropped of the cleaning supplies he took Danny to the Wash racks where he learned that the Autobot's water pressure was set to the hardest setting which he found out the hard way by being blasted to the floor with a startled scream, making Smokescreen laugh at his misfortune.
Squeaky clean and partially dry, Smokescreen's armor shined slightly and Danny's hair remained tussled dry and fluffy as they headed to the main room smelling of lavender cleaner that Danny might of accidentally broke the cap off of and gotten it on the both of them.
Reaching their destination, they saw that Miko had gathered a crowd consisting of Bulkhead, Jack, Raf and Bumblebee who stood close to the former Wrecker's side while his optics would scan his surroundings every so often, as she showed them the laptop she had. Optimus had gone back to typing at the monitor and Arcee watched Miko's group from the side, Ratchet was no where in sight. Danny floated off of Smokescreen's shoulder and nodded towards the group to see what all the fuss was about as Smokescreen followed.
"So as I was telling Bulkhead, I downloaded this popular game called 'Five Nights at Freddy's 2', I've been playing for two days straight and I gotta say it's super fun and awesome!" Miko exclaimed excitedly pulling a HDMI cord out of her back pack. "It's this crazy scary survival horror game that is just pure epic, you guys are gonna love it!" Raf began fumbling with his glasses nervously shifting on his feet unsteadily, Miko's version of 'fun' always seemed like the opposite of everyone else's definition of the word, watching uneasily as she began hooking up the cord to her laptop "are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked, Miko shot him a brief undeterred look before taking the other end and searching for an outlet on the computer monitors "of course I'm sure, here I'll plug it into the big screen so everyone can see it."
"But I don't think Ratchet would want you to do that."
She found what she was looking for and plugged the cord into the HDMI slot, placing her hands on her hips she gave him irritated expression "yeah but Ratchet isn't in here right now is he? stop being such a Worry Wart Raf, jeez." Rolling her eyes she began to turn her laptop on and start the game up. Danny perched himself onto the railing and looked over her shoulder as the home screen pulled up, frowning in consideration "I think I heard about this game before, does it involve Zombie robots or something?" he inquired causing Miko to give a knowing smirk "you could say that." Jack frowned disapprovingly, he knew there was alternative reason why she would pick this game seeing as she tried to risk her life already trying to see a zombie battle take place.
"But they're more or less 'possessed'."
Three almost silhouetted robots appeared on the giant monitor screen; a bear, a bunny and what looked to be a duck, glitching nearly every five seconds. Miko used the mouse to hover towards the 'continue' option and clicked. Nothing happened. She went to click again and her laptop just froze up, picking it up she shook it in attempt to getting working again to no results. "What the heck?" she asked in disbelief.
Then it happened, the lights began to flicker out, dimming to near gloom. The frozen screen showed a bolt of electricity run across it, almost quietly snaking outwards across the computer modules and towers, touching every technology in it path and even to the monitor Optimus was using. Ratchet came in and dropped the box he was carrying in shock, spare parts clattering everywhere. "What is going on in here?" he demanded as Optimus walked towards his side wearing a slight frown of worry. "I wish I knew old friend." he replied his tone was grim.
The screen flickered back to life with a burst of static, a gruesome dark robotic figure appeared on screen, the right side of his face was bare revealing a green complexion and traces of white hair sticking out causing Danny's ghost sense to go off as the Autobots slipped into defensive positions, whoever was causing this was defiantly a ghost. The disfigured specter eyed the group, assessing them closely before breaking out into a sadistic grin that spoke of evil intent right before cackling into a distorted robotic laugh that Danny recognized instantly.
"Oh no."
"It is I! Technus! master of all mechanical and technology!" Technus pronounced loudly before spotting Danny among the crowd "Ah ghost child! how unexpected of you to show up. No matter, I shall carry out my plans for world domination!" maniacal laughter came over him "and what's this? living technology?! ah for me Phantom? you shouldn't have!" multiple sparking cables snaked out from the machines leering towards them forcing everyone into a tight circle, Jack standing guard over Raf and Miko forming a barrier between them and the cords, Raf gripped his forearm fearfully. The Cybertronains powered their weapons in warning prepared to fire if provoked. Optimus glared up at the screen where Technus spoke from "what is that you want?"
Technus raised his hand robotic hand to his chin in feign thought "hmm, like I just mentioned world domination and oh!" he grinned giddily which quickly turned dark.
"you."
Torrents of cables snatched them up in seconds like a hungry serpent, holding it's captives hostage in the air as they struggled to free themselves. Danny let out a shout of fury "let them go!" flying upwards towards the cable nearing the humans, hands balled up into fist as they glowed a dangerous green. He didn't see the cable that sneaked up behind him until it knocked him onto the ground painfully with a grunt, but that didn't mean he didn't get the chance to shoot it knocking it safely away from the kids for the time being.
Technus ignored the squabble eyeing his cybertronian prizes as they continued to struggle to no results, bringing the tentacle containing the prime closer to his digitalized face "your a hunk" he said to Optimus his nasal voice leaking through his robotic one, grinning from ear to ear he checked the rest of them "yes! this would work nicely for my plan!"
Danny was conflicted; between trying to keep the cables at bay from attacking the children and trying to free Technus' captives he hardly had enough time to do either, glaring daggers at Technus fiercely "whatever your planning Technus is never going to work, I'll stop you like I always do."
Technus laughed mockingly at him "see this is where your wrong child! for you have forgotten about my previous ingenious inventions whilst I, Technus has not!" Technus announced enjoying the realization of horror displayed as plain as day on Danny's face. Arcee saw this and knew something was terribly wrong and tried harder in her attempts at breaking free, thrashing about and kicking her legs trying to get a decent kick to the screen "let us go!" she snapped. "No. Where would be the point in that?" he answered petulantly earning a growl of irritation from the femme. Smokescreen shot their captor a condescending glance "look you weirdo, if I was you I wouldn't anger her, she's got a bit of a temper and when she gets out your going to feel her wrath."
"Smokescreen." Ratchet growled in warning.
Said bot just shrugged "what? I'm just saying."
"How did this even happen in the first place?" Bulkhead asked, a tinge of worry colored his tone.
Technus smiled deviously as Danny tried to rush at him again in turn sending a sparking cable at the humans, Danny quickly changed his course and blocked the tentacle's path as it smacked him into the back wall. "Now if you don't mind, 'I'll like to get on with it' as the internet slang says." More tentacles sprang from out of nowhere, something metal glimmered in their claw like mitts and Danny saw them too late recognizing the neural transmitter chips with dread from when the ghost showed him them.
The elongated arms went intangible phasing into the Autobots heads and planting them there making the group let out screams of pain, electricity coursed across their frames drowning out the sounds of Technus' manic guffawing causing everyone else to watch on in panicked fear, shouting out the names of the ones being tortured.
The screams went silent, and the electricity stopped as they hung limply in the tentacles grasp they immediately feared the worst. Then their eyes snapped opened causing them to gasp, but they weren't the optics of the caring, protective transformers they knew and loved, the optics looked lifeless, haunted even as they glowed an almost whitish blue. The monitor Technus occupied flickered briefly with static before clearing up again as a proud grin graced his face.
"Welcome to Five Nights Of Technus kiddies! I hoped you enjoyed living because now your going to have trouble surviving for your last moments of it!" Technus informed them. Jack surprised Danny with his bravado as he walked closer glaring at the menace with a look that could kill "What did you do to them?" he growled out through his clenched teeth, his fists shook with hardly contained rage directed at Technus. Miko copied Jack's actions and walked forward "yeah!" she agreed "and besides that's copyright infringement, you didn't come up with that."
Technus shot her a peeved look. "I, Technus! was being totally original when I said that." He turned towards the zombie-fied Autobots "all of you! take care of these pest, I have a world to dominate! have fun!" With that the screen flickered into a series of coding flying across the monitor in seconds while simultaneously releasing the Autobots. Raf and Miko ran forward shouting out their guardians names in worry, Jack quickly snagged Raf by the arm to hold him back with uncertainty but he couldn't reach Miko. "Danny-" he called. The Ghost Boy snapped out of his daze and nodded flying after her "I know, I got her." He manage to grab her hand to prevent her from getting any further, whipping around she glared at him "what are you doing!? I need to check on Bulkhead!" she shouted at him. A terrifying hiss met their ears making them freeze up, turning to where the sound came from, they looked for the bot that made the noise in pile of jumbled limbs.
"RAAAGHHHHH!"
The four of them jumped back as the Autobot's abruptly shot up, a deranged look shone brightly in their eyes wearing hungry, physcotic grins, hissing and making unnameable horrific sounds as they dragged their bodies upwards, making their way towards them at an alarming speed; the Autobot's they knew were no longer in control of their bodies, being puppets of a virus that was eating at their minds from the inside and out. And they were coming after them.
Danny's eyes spotted a green glimmer of a dome starting to form around them. A Ghost Shield! he's gonna trap us in here! Danny realized.
"RUN!" he shouted frantically pulling Miko by the arm until he was able to carry her and flew to one of the exit doors. Jack acknowledged the fear in Danny's voice and pulled Raf by the hand running as fast as his and the boys legs would allow them to, being herded into the other doorway that Danny and Miko did not take by their possessed friends, screeching and growling unintelligible things just as the shield came down.
To be continued...
See?! please don't kill me. Although, it does feel good to be evil... Muahahhahahah! cliffhanger! hopefully I can get the update done faster next time.
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Guest (3)~ I'm sorry, but I don't know alot about Ravage from G1 (or that generation for that matter), plus I'm having trouble trying to keep up with this fanfic as well. I'm sorry to disappoint you, it's an interesting idea. Hopefully some else could write it.
Guest(4)~Aw thank you so much! I'm really happy you do! (jumps around like an idiot dancing badly singing 'I'm not a horrible person!') I'm glad that my story wasn't part of that list ^^ again, thank you so much for the suggestion that was really sweet of you (hugs)^^