CHAPTER FIVE:
Enter Galloway
AN: I accidently put the title 'Enter Galloway' on the last chapter when it was supposed to be 'A Sedative and A Sad Bumblebee' . . . . . oopsies.
Please forgive the mistake (Japanese bows)
Also, in the last chapter, for some weird unknown reason, decided to get rid of the two words 'STAY' and 'PUT' when I was talking about Bumblebee. The sentence just kind of trails off without finishing.
Thirdly and finally, I'm going to Harry Potter World tomorrow (WOOO HOO!) so I'm not sure when the next update will be.
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To a person who didn't know him, Galloway, with his clean cut salt and brown hair, his sharp glasses and his $4,500.00 Huntsman Power Suit, looked every bit a powerful, competent presidential envoy.
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Well, Presidential Envoy he may be. Powerful? Yes. But competent? THAT was up for debate.
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He also hated the Autobots; a fact that he did not vocalize but showed with his actions.
…..The feeling was mutual.
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"It is in the NEST treaty agreement that every new 'autobot'" –he practically spat the word like it was venom—"is to be run through security and then ME to make sure it is no threat."
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Epps and Lennox had taken an 'at-ease' stance infront of the bureaucrat, faces wiped completely of emotion.
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Lennox cleared his throat. "With all due respect, Mr. Galloway—" meaning none at all "—Optimus Prime did not deem the new Autobot a risk." The sandy-haired soldier purposefully left out the part about the new Autobot possibly being a female.
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"And he is NOT the one to DECIDE that!" Galloway was definitely turning a little red around the collar.
That was when Bee lost it.
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BUMBLEBEE
The Autobots Protective Cog had slid neatly and firmly into place, without Bumblebee even being aware of it. Add this to his coming-of-age and the need to prove himself and you had one pissed-off mech and a very volatile package of figurative dynamite.
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Immediately, the black and yellow Autobot pushed himself forward, bearing down on the annoying bureaucrat and jamming a metal digit at the human in a manner both warning and threatening. Dialogue bits and pieces of radio and tv shows were mashed together to create an order;
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"Now…..you…..listen here, you…mangy…pathetic…mongrel…..the woman….is…..to be…LEFT ALONE!"
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The last part was practically roared, bringing and immediate and eerie silence to the entire mess hall, all eyes going to the youngest Autobot.
Galloway seemed like he was about to explode himself, his skin going from an angry red to a very interesting shade of purple—" MONGREL!?"—then, just as suddenly, turning back to a pale white. "…..Did you just say…..WOMAN!?"
…You could have heard a mouse hiccup, it was so quiet.
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It was amazing how quickly Bumblebee turned from an intimidating warrior to one like a child who had accidentally just let out someones biggest secret.
The yellow bot backpedaled, hands waving furiously infront of him in denial.
"No, no, no, no, no!...I ain't said nothin' about….a woman!" came the mashed up response. But Galloway was, unfortunately, not so easily tricked.
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"A FEMALE Autobot!" He was clearly not pleased.
"Abort! Abort mission!" Bumblebee exclaimed, while sending a frantic S.O.S to his adoptive creator and leader Optimus Prime, explaining the situation and sending him a live video feed of the human Galloway.
"A FEMALE!?" said human repeated. "Just what we need, your kind breeding! No, absolutely NOT! You can just send her right back into space!"
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Bumblebee could feel his leaders anger through the link and couldn't stop a grin.
Optimus. Was. Pissed.
…..And Galloway was in for it.
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MEDBAY
RATCHET/DRIFT/OPTIMUS/SIDESWIPE/CASSIE
When Optimus let out a low growl, his optic ridges pinched in anger, Ratchet looked up from his scans and blinked at their leader only briefly before returning his attention back to the femme.
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Whatever had angered Optimus, the medic had no doubt that his leader could handle it, right now he was more focused on the femme.
Scan after scan had shown no anomalies, no reason for the femme to be so delusional. Aside from needing more energon and a general weakness, there was NOTHING wrong with her.
What he DID find interesting was her language programming. In the areas of her brain called the Wernicks Area and the Brocas Area by humans (where their own language learning centers were located) she lacked a Cybertronian language chip, something all sparklings were given at birth. Instead, there was a chip that, scans showed, included the English language and a very small portion of Japanese.
It was baffling.
Absently, he sent this info to Optimus via their Leader-medic link but noticed that his Prime was far too caught up in something to respond at the moment.
"Well, then?" Drift finally cut in. He and Sideswipe had remained standing a respectful distance from the medic to let him do his job. "What is wrong with the Empress?"
"Something's going to be wrong with you if you don't shut up and let me do my work!" Ratchet growled, whipping a huge wrench out of his subspace pocket and throwing it at the mech.
Drift dodged the metal tool gracefully then resumed his quiet watch while Sideswipe rolled his eyes.
"Why don't you try accessing her memory-core?" Sideswipe suggested. "See what happened before she got here."
Now Ratchet flung a wrench at the silver mech who wasn't as quick to dodge as Drift.
CLANG!
"You know just as well as I do that that is a severe breach of privacy unless the femme gives her permission!" Ratchet bellowed.
"Yeah, but do we really have a choice?" Sideswipe persisted, holding his helm and watching Ratchet warily. "It's not like your scans are coming up with anything and if something's wrong, we need to know."
Ratchet clenched his servos into fists.
Maybe they were right. Maybe nothing would reveal any answers to her delusions except a look into her memory core.
But could he really do that to a femme?
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VOCABULARY:
VOLATILE: Unstable
EERIE: giving one a feeling of fear or mystery; weird
CITATIONS:
Santelmann, N. (2004, November 3). The Most Expensive Suits. Retrieved October 3, 2014, from 2004/11/03/cx_ns_
Stannard, L. (2010, January 30). What Parts of the Brain Are Involved In Speech? Retrieved October 7, 2014, from article/77995-parts-brain-involved-speech/