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Cover Me 106
Since I've already complained here about FF, feel free to skip down to the actual chapter cut. But if you're curious, go ahead and take a look at the rant I posted on FF.net. Warning, the rant itself is a page long. ^_^
Author’s Rant:
Okay, I'm only going to say this once since I'm getting the same thing over and over and over again from multiple people! I am a normal, boring person with a normal, boring life working a normal, boring job and trying my best to escape normal, boring reality by writing fanfiction. I am not a professional writer and as such, there will be spelling mistakes and some misuses of grammar. I know that there are people out there who are literature fanatics and understand that even the smallest of mistakes can be glaringly obvious but again as I am just a normal person writing and posting on the same day, I am sorry to say that my own personal editing ability is crap.(Especially when I am late for work or attempting to write/edit at work!)
I thank the people who are making me aware of my mistakes and I appreciate it but if all you see are the mistakes then perhaps you should not be reading my story as I can guarantee that there will be more. I am trying to keep such things to a minimum but I am not going to go back over already posted chapters for such tiny mistakes until the whole thing is finished. Since I am trying to get this up and completed before "Revenge of the Fallen" I'm not going to go over it with a fine tooth comb either due to the glaring deadline. After it is completed I will probably go back and re-vamp everything but Real Life currently doesn't allow me the time to do so. I'm not making money on my stories and this isn't a professional work. If you want perfection, this isn't the place for you~!
I actually have been contacted by a professional editor who use to edit manuscripts for a living and she has offered to go over everything HOWEVER, she is currently in the hospital and I told her if she wanted to wait until she was feeling better that was fine by me. My readers have lasted this long with my crap non-spelling, I would hope they could continue to survive until June.
With that said, onto rant number two: I can not please everyone! Many people are writing to me saying that "I don't like how this person is", "this person isn't like that", "that character is too OOC" "Why is that person like this?" etc... etc... etc...IN CHAPTER ONE, ONE I TELL YOU, I WARNED YOU THAT MOST OF THE CHARACTERS WOULD NOT REMAIN IN CHARACTER AS PORTRAYED IN THE ORIGINAL CARTOON! Even the movie in '07 everyone was out of character from the original cartoon! BLAME BAY, NOT ME! I just continued on with his madness. :P
I'm writing this story for myself first and foremost! ME! My story! ME! Black Dragon Queen~! So I'm writing what I want to see. Me, Myself and I are very happy with what's been done so far! I am writing this because this is what I want to read~! I just thought others would like to read it too. If I get one more "I like your story BUT-" I'm done!
Chapter One Hundred Six: Confessing
“Slag it, where are they?” Ironhide snarled as he looked around the busy town of Reno Nevada.
“This place is like a mad house,” Will agreed with a small laugh as he raised his sunglasses and looked over at all the cars lining the streets.
“I can’t believe we lost them,” Prowl was grumbling as he too looked around the busy streets for the familiar Lamborghinis. Unfortunately the streets seemed alive with all sorts of interesting, flashy cars.
“You have to admit that they fit in around here,” Ironhide drawled.
“Just be glad that we didn’t end up near Las Vegas,” Will chuckled.
“Primus help me,” Prowl muttered as they passed another casino.
“I swear, I’ll kill ‘em,” Ironhide grumbled as he weaved around yet another car jammed packed with people all waving and bouncing to some awful bounce music.
“If Ratchet doesn’t kill them first,” Prowl said with a small huff. “If Sunny is so much as scratched you know it’s going to be us he’ll come after as the ‘responsible’ ones.”
Ironhide gasped at this. “Slag it! I didn’t think of that. Damn.”
Will glanced at the dash before he looked over at the patrol car. “Can’t you just call them?” he asked puzzled.
“There’s too much activity around here to get a clear fix on them,” Ironhide sighed.
“That and they’re not answering my calls,” Prowl said angrily. “I knew we should have taken them back to the base the moment they showed up.”
“Oh now let’s not go that far,” Ironhide countered. “Can you imagine what they would have gotten up to during our absence?”
Prowl seemed to shudder at this. “I don’t even want to know…”
“They can’t be in too much trouble, can they?” Will asked as he searched the cars for the two they were looking for. “It’s still broad daylight out…”
“It’s the twins,” Ironhide drawled. “Worse, a pregnant Sunny… Who knows where they are.”
“I swear I’m going to ground them for a year,” Prowl muttered.
There was a chuckle from Will. “Already the stern father,” he laughed.
Ironhide joined in on the laughter as Prowl glanced over at the gunner and human confused. “What?”
“Seems to me like you’ll do fine when that sparkling comes,” Ironhide said with a small chuckle.
Prowl went quiet, stunned as Will and Ironhide laughed some more at the commanders embarrassment. “Really, it’s not so bad,” Will said out the window to the flustered patrol car. “Even I thought I wasn’t ready when Abby was born, and I was thousands of miles away! But the moment I got home, everything just fell into place, you know?”
Prowl was quiet for a moment longer. “I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it,” he finally stated worriedly.
“What?” Will glanced at the patrol car surprised. “What makes you say that?”
“A sparkling?” Prowl suddenly burst out. “I can barely handle the slagging Lambos and now I’m told that I’m going to have to take care of a sparkling?”
“Aw come on Prowl,” Ironhide chuckled. “It shouldn’t be that bad.”
“What if I’m terrible at it?” Prowl demanded to know. “What if I mess it up and end up hurting the sparkling or even Jazz.”
“Now that’s the biggest load of bull I’ve ever heard,” Ironhide announced and Will smiled softly, remembering when he had said the same thing during Ironhide’s confession to him.
“‘Bull’?”
“Nonsense,” Ironhide explained to the confused mech. “You’d never hurt anyone. You’re too kind hearted Prowl.”
“But what if I do it unintentionally?” Prowl pressed. “I don’t know the first thing about raising a sparkling.”
“A lot of people are worried about things like that,” Will told him gently. “Especially humans, but we turn out all right for the most part.”
“But a sparkling…” Prowl murmured. “None of us, not one of us has every taken care of a sparkling.”
“Oh come on,” Ironhide chuckled. “How hard can it be to raise a kid?”
“Actually, a bit harder than you would think,” Will sighed. “You’re constantly second guessing yourself. We are talking about a living being here.”
“Oh Primus, I’m doomed,” Prowl groaned.
“You’re not helping Will,” Ironhide snarled under his breath.
“But it has to be said,” Will insisted before he turned back to look out the driver’s side window and Prowl. “Raising a child is no small matter. It takes a lot of work.”
“I know it would be work,” Prowl sighed. “The problem is would I mess it up?”
“Well, how were you raised?” Will finally had to ask. He blinked as a thought occurred to him. “Who raised you anyway, since you yourselves didn’t have ‘parents’.”
“We were more like on a mentor system,” Ironhide explained seeing as Prowl was still more than a little frazzled. “When a mech wanted to pass on his knowledge and experience, they would put in an application with the council to mentor a sparkling.”
“The council? You mean Optimus and Megatron?”
Ironhide winced. “Well, yes and no. More like their secretaries and underlings but they did have to sign the paperwork.”
“Oh…”
“So then they would match up the mech with one of the sparklings in the care unit, the hospital where they went after the All Spark created them, and there you have it- instant parent.”
“Like coffee,” Will chuckled.
“Er, not exactly,” Ironhide laughed.
“Coffee?” Prowl asked puzzled.
Ironhide quickly explained coffee and it’s wonder of caffeine as Will absorbed the information. “So that’s what Sideswipe meant when he said he didn’t put in an application,” Will said as he thought back to the big revelation, some things that had been said starting to finally make sense.
“Right. You have to put in and get approved before you end up raising a sparkling.”
“But now that you guys have the ability to have kids on your own like humans, then that means that it doesn’t matter if you think you’re ready or not, here they come.”
“AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT!” Prowl declared loudly, startling a dog on the sidewalk as they passed.
“Well… there’s always parenting books,” Ironhide said after a moment of thought. “We’re not exactly like the humans but the principle is the same. A kid’s a kid.”
“Don’t worry. I’m sure the girls will love helping out,” Will said with a small chuckle.
“And it’s not like we aren’t going to be around,” Ironhide said with a small laugh. “You’ve got all of us to help you out.”
Will laughed and pitched his voice high to sound like a child’s. “‘Uncle ‘Hide, can you read me a bed time story?’” he snickered.
“I would think that storytelling would be more Optimus’ department,” Ironhide laughed.
“And you’ll have uncle Ratchet to fix any boo-boos and owies too,” Will nodded in agreement.
“Perceptor to teach the kid the wonders of science,” Ironhide added.
“While Hound’ll probably take the kid on nature walks,” Will continued as he thought about it.
“And Bluestreak is just a giant kid himself!” Ironhide laughed. “Then you have Blaster to keep the kid entertained as well.”
“True. You’ll never lack for babysitters,” Will laughed.
“We’re all close, even closer due to the war,” Ironhide said to Prowl, suddenly serious. “None of us would allow you to mess it up. We’re all going to be there helping you. Not to mention the others, if they ever finally arrive.”
“Basically it’s the old saying ‘it takes a village to raise a child’. You’re not as alone as you might think Prowl,” Will finally said as he looked over at the patrol car once again.
“Yeah, you don’t think we’d let you have all the fun, do ya?” Ironhide chuckled.
“No one is every alone,” Will agreed. “I highly doubt that Jazz will let you take over raising the sparkling all on your own too you know. You’re a team. It will be you and Jazz raising the sparkling together.”
“That’s got to be the best part for you,” Ironhide said enviously. “You get to raise a sparkling made by you and Jazz. It’s a part of both of you. It will truly be your child.” Will smiled softly and patted the steering wheel gently.
Prowl seemed at a loss for words as he drove next to the top kick in silence. “Thanks…” he finally said quietly. “And, er… if you could not tell anyone about this conversation…”
“What’s there to tell?” Ironhide asked him seriously. “It’s no one’s business.”
“Thanks,” Prowl said again.
“And now that that’s taken care of… I think I see our prey,” Will laughed.
“Oh slag…” Prowl snarled as he activated his own lights and sirens and took off towards the two cars lounging in a rather large fountain while a throng of humans staring at them curiously. There were even a few taking pictures. “OUT OF THE POOL YOU TWO! NOW!”
Will and Ironhide just laughed as the twins quickly scuttled out and took off down the road, an angry Prowl behind them.
Miles and Sam shared another apprehensive glance as the mechs behind them went silent, all save one. “I’m out of here,” Megatron chirped as he literally climbed out of the window and bolted for Soundwave.
“Hey! Wait for me!” Rumble cried, actually taking the time to open Barricade’s door before he took off after his partner in crime. The two jumped into the large communication vehicle and slammed the door.
“Honestly,” Barricade sighed. “It’s like working with sparklings.”
“I feel your pain,” Epps said sarcastically as he glared down at the mustang. “Now could someone please tell me what the hell is going on around here?”
“Er… perhaps we should move to a less populated area,” Jazz piped up as he glanced at the humans looking their way.
Epps just huffed and snagged Sam’s arm. “You’re coming with me, and don’t you think you’re getting out of this,” Epps now turned to the patrol car that was trying to slowly slink away. He shoved Sam through the open door that Rumble had left open and climbed in after him. “Let’s go people!”
“Err…” Miles quickly turned and got into Bumblebee and the four cars pulled back and left the small viewing area behind them as they headed back towards the Golden Gate Bridge.
Sam looked down at his hands as Epps pinned him with a dark glare. Epps was fuming and honestly, Sam couldn’t blame him. “Now tell me I didn’t hear what I thought I heard,” Epps demanded gruffly.
Sam fidgeted again. “Um… what do you think you heard?” he asked slowly.
“Perhaps you’re delusional?” Barricade offered as well. “Too much sun.”
“You hush and wait your turn,” Epps snapped before he looked down over at Sam again. “Was that Megatron?” he demanded. Sam fidgeted some more before he finally nodded in answer and Epps’ jaw dropped in shock. He quickly snapped it close as a confused expression crossed his features. “But… I thought that was Frenzy,” he said puzzled.
“It is,” Barricade sighed. Apparently, it was time to let Epps in on the latest secret.
Epps glanced at the front seat and was surprised to find Barricade had activated a hologram, though this one was a younger version. The shades were lifted so red eyes could glance at the rearview mirror before dartingback to the road. Epps frowned as he turned back to Sam. “What are you guys talking about?”
Sam sighed and finally looked back up. “You remember when I brought back Jazz?”
Epps blinked at him. “Kind of hard to forget,” he said with a small laugh. “But what does that have to do with anything?”
“Well… I kind of brought Megatron back too,” Sam finally sighed.
Epps’ eyes widened. “Was that what you meant about Primus?” he asked, moving his gaze from Sam to Barricade’s hologram and back again.
“Unfortunately,” Barricade’s hologram sighed. “However since Megatron’s body is rotting at the bottom of the ocean, his spark had to find… alternate accommodations.”
Epps was quiet for a moment. “Excuse me for asking, but isn’t Megatron completely fucking insane?” Epps shouted the last part. “Doesn’t he want you dead? Hell, he already killed Jazz who apparently knew about this as well!”
Epps paused as he turned to glare at the Pontiac out the window. “-Hey, leave me out of this!-” Jazz yelped surprised at the sudden attention.
“You didn’t even tell Optimus, did you?” Epps said accusingly as he just glared at the Autobot lieutenant.
“-Well he never really asked…-”
“How could you keep this from him? From anyone? Have you all completely lost your minds? How could you let Megatron run around loose when he wants you dead-”
“But he doesn’t!” Sam shouted loudly, finally halting the ranger’s triad. “He’s changed! Primus managed to heal him!”
Epps looked back at Sam critically. “Primus can heal insanity?” he asked skeptically.
There was a snort from Barricade. “No, but he can cure a virus.”
Epps looked back at the hologram surprised. “Virus?”
“-Unfortunately,-” Megatron’s voice came over the radio. “-It’s a bit of a long story … Epps is it?-”
Epps just glared again. “Must be one hell of a story,” he muttered.
“It is,” Sam sighed. “And we spoke directly to Primus as soon as we learned of it ourselves. He corroborated Meg’s story and gave him the okay.”
“-‘Meg’?-” Megatron’s repeated disdainfully.
“But you didn’t tell anyone? Who else knows?” Epps asked.
“Just everyone here and Mikaela at home,” Sam sighed. He paused. “And my mother.”
“Judy knows?” Epps gasped amazed.
Sam just nodded as Barricade laughed. “Judy even attacked him with a pillow.”
“Actually it was a couch cushion,” Sam corrected with a small laugh.
“-That hurt you know,-” Megatron informed them sourly.
“-Well you deserved it,-” ‘Bee finally joined. “-Just be glad she didn’t have her bat.-”
There was laughter from both teenagers and the two mechs as Soundwave spoke up puzzled. “-Why does she have a small flying rodent and why should we be afraid of it?-”
Barricade snickered. “That’s right. You landed by a zoo, didn’t you?”
“Never mind. It doesn’t matter anyway,” Sam answered the confused ‘Con with a small laugh. He glanced at Epps and instantly sobered as he saw the rather stern glare. “Um…”
“So let me see if I have this right,” Epps began slowly. “When you brought back Jazz, you brought back Megatron who had been infected by a virus but since cured and given that he had no body he ended up in Frenzy who we then rescued from Sector Thirteen and brought to the Autobot base unknowing that Megatron was there until you found out and decided to not tell anyone? Have I got it right?”
“Got it in one,” Barricade sighed.
Epps sighed as he sat back in his seat. “But why?”
“-Think about it,-” Bumblebee spoke up. “-Everyone had a bad enough reaction to just Barricade. If they found out Megatron was back, they might not hesitate to shoot him.-”
“-Especially since I’m currently stuck with Frenzy,-” Megatron spoke sadly.
Epps thought for a moment before he nodded. “Take out the threat before it has the chance to become one.”
“-Exactly,-” Megatron sighed.
“-I am not letting them kill off my mate!-” Rumble suddenly shouted over the radio and the hologram in the front seat winced at the near shriek.
“But the Autobots wouldn’t do that, would they?” Epps looked over at Sam for conformation.
“-Prowl,-” Jazz said flatly. “-Revenge for me I would think.-”
“-Not to mention Inferno and perhaps Wheeljack,-” ‘Bee agreed. The younger Autobot sighed. “-Even Optimus would have to think twice about allowing him to live.-”
“-But we can’t blame Orion,-” Megatron said sadly. “-He does have to do what he believes is best for his people.-”
“Orion?” Epps glanced over at Sam puzzled.
“Optimus’ old name,” Sam told him with a shrug.
“-His title before becoming Optimus Prime,-” Megatron explained.
“Oh…” Epps frowned, clearly not really understanding it but not pressing the issue. “So you’re worried at what the others would do to him?”
Sam nodded. “And that’s pretty much it,” he finished with a shrug.
Epps sat back, a thoughtful look on his face as Sam began fidgeting again. The mirrored shades glanced at the rearview mirror once more as they all waited to find out what the human warrior would do. Would he tell the others about Megatron?
Barricade felt a small ping from the large truck behind him and he pinged him back quietly. They waited. Sam fidgeted some more as they reached the city but still Epps remained quiet. Sam glanced over and caught Miles rather worried look from ‘Bee’s driver’s seat. He sent back a hapless shrug.
“-Barricade,-” ‘Bee suddenly called out quietly.
“Give him a moment to think this through,” Barricade instantly told him.
“-But what’s he doing?-” ‘Bee insisted to know.
Suddenly Epps burst out into laughter, startling everyone. Sam turned surprised to find Epps bent over clutching his midsection as he laughed like he had just heard the funniest joke in the universe. Sam looked up and saw Barricade’s hologram staring at him in the rearview. Sam just shrugged again, rather at a loss himself.
“-Is he doing what I think he’s doing?-” ‘Bee asked stunned.
“He’s laughing… that’s what he’s doing,” Barricade drawled as he looked back at the road. “I think we may have overwhelmed him,” he drawled as the ranger continued to laugh hysterically.
“Um… Epps? Are you okay?” Sam asked as he watched the older man laugh hysterically.
“-Um… you okay dude?-” Jazz asked warily.
Epps just shook his head as he finally looked up. “That wasn’t Frenzy on your hood, was it?” he finally asked through the laughing.
Everyone jerked in surprise at the sudden question and it took Barricade a moment to realize what it was that Epps was even talking about. Megatron had no difficulty however. “-Come now Ranger Epps,-” the former High Lord Protector chuckled. “-Who else would be so brave as to graffiti the precious Autobot Leader?-” Epps just broke out into laughter once more.
Sam just looked at the ranger apprehensively. “Um… Epps?”
“Don’t worry everyone,” Epps finally said as he managed to get his laughter under control. “I won’t tell.”
There was a collective sigh of relief from everyone present as Sam fell back against his seat with a small smile. “Thanks.”
Epps just smiled at him. “No problem,” he told the boy. “You all seem very adamant that Megatron is different now and I agree with you that we should at least give him a chance.”
“Really?” Sam smiled.
Epps just nodded. “Well, if you already spoke to Primus than there’s nothing I can really say, is there?”
“-Thank you Ranger Epps,-” Megatron said sincerely.
Epps just shrugged, even though Megatron couldn’t see him. “No problem. Though I do have one question…”
Sam glanced over at Epps puzzled as Barricade glanced back at the rearview mirror. “And what would that be?” he asked suspiciously.
Epps just grinned. “That I be there when the others find out that you’ve all been keeping another secret from them! It was entertaining enough when they found out about Barricade, then Soundwave then the Energon…” Epps burst out into renewed laughed. “A pregnant Jazz…”
“-Yes. Ha ha. Can we not discuss my condition please?-” Jazz drawled bitterly.
“Sorry man,” Epps snickered. “But my God, just how much crap has happened in the past few months? I mean, what’s next?”
Sam chuckled as well while Barricade’s hologram shook his head, an amused smirk playing on his features. “Please let us not challenge the Powers of Worse here people. I don’t know how much more I can take at the moment.”
Epps nodded. “Knock on wood,” he agreed.
They and the two Autobots laughed as Soundwave and his team listened in puzzlement. “-Why do we need to knock on wood?-” Buzzsaw asked in between bouts of laughter, curiously.
“-And what are these mysterious ‘Powers of Worse’ you speak of?-” Laserbeak asked.
“-You’ve been on Earth how long?-” Jazz asked skeptically with a small laugh.
“-We didn’t really have time to learn anything,-” Rumble huffed angrily. “-Besides, there wasn’t much to learn locked away in Sector Thirteen’s basement.-”
“-Ah, right. Sorry,-” Jazz apologized sincerely.
“Well then, we have to get you caught up now don’t we?” Barricade laughed. “You can log onto the Web, right?”
“-Again with the animal references,-” Ravage said sullenly. “-What about a spider?-”
There was a sigh from Bumblebee as he pulled up next to Barricade again. “-We have a lot of work to do, don’t we?-”
“No time like the present,” Barricade sighed as they pulled up to the exit ramp for Highway Eighty. “Besides, it’s not like there’s much else to do around here.”
There was a laugh from Jazz. “-Who’s up for a hundred cubes of Energon on the wall?-”
“NO!” ‘Cade, ‘Bee and Sam all shouted. Epps just snickered again and even Miles was laughing.
“-Why would Energon be on the wall?-” Rumble muttered puzzled.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Like I said, I don't mind if people mention some of the mistakes but if I'm getting more of those then actual reviews of the story in general then I may as well shut down my computer for good.
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...L-O-V-E then new chappie.
So cute to see Prowl so distraught and overprotective. He's such a momma bear, he'l survive the ordeal (hopefully with not too much damage) :P. And 'Hide and Will being utter understanding and supportive.
The Twins are completely loco running around in Reno and bathing in a pool. Don't they know that Dr. Burgen is around them??? What if he catches on to them because of the Twins?? I'd love to see that confrontation. :P
And finally Epps finding out about 'Meg'. He's such a down to earth guy. They did a marvelous job in casting Tyrese Gibson as Technical Sergeant Robert Epps. He made it to "Superman School" just to end up being major players in a extra-terrestial battle with machines. :P The Terminator got nothing on them.
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Prowl! *Huggles the surprised police car* We all love Prowl! Why I had to bring him into this! ^_^ Can't have Jazz without him! And poor 'Hide and Will having to calm him down. At least his logic circuit didn't freeze again. :p
The twins are the twins no matter who's after them. Wait until you see what I have planned for later! Let's just say it involves the animal mimics and idiots.
CLARK! *Pounces on the befuddled Kryptonion*
Superman/Clark: What the-?
Batman/Bruce: Ha!
BDQ: *BDQ's head whips around* Koumori-Chan! (Koumori=bat)
Koumori-er Batman: What the? Stay away from me! Back! Back I say!
*Snickers as she drags poor captured victims off*
BDQ in a dry, monotone voice: I'll Be Back!
Batman/Superman *in unison*: SAVE US PRIMUS!
Primus: *looks up from his game console and glances at the passing orbs* Did you hear something?
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Misha
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Glad you liked it!
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Also, I've had people contact me about my things on FF.net saying that they were grammatically incorrect and they'd gone through the review of a professional editor.
Like the reviewer above, even if you stop posting at FF.net, please keep posting it here because I'm in love with this fic! *glomps onto Frenzy and Barricade before ducking away from the retaliations*
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A lurker coming out of the mist
Now, onto the chapter itself.
I love the continuing confutation of the second landing mechs, as you really capture the the whole insanity of our world as it is.
I loved Ironhide, Will, and Prowl's talk, 'cause that's not really an issue you see very often in fics.
And so, Epps is added to the Clan of Insanity. (That's what I've been thinking of them as.)
Fav bit: “-And what are these mysterious ‘Powers of Worse’ you speak of?-” Laserbeak asked.
*Fades back into the mist*
Re: A lurker coming out of the mist
Yeah, I agree with you. I haven't seen this type of Conversation in other fics when most story lines usually need something like it.
*Snickers* Clan of Insanity. As opposed to the Scream-a-Cons out in Yosemite.
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Write your stories for yourself, the different versions of the characters are what makes the story yours and keeps it interesting.
If you stop posting at fanfiction, please at least continue at LJ. You have many fans who would be very upset if you stopped writing.
I am still in awe that you can post a chapter a day.
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“OUT OF THE POOL YOU TWO! NOW!” lol oh, my guts hurt so hard from this! I'm having flashbacks of other parties; they all seem to end like this!
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As for the chapter... :] Totally loved it ( sorry the review is late, i was at a kickass concert last night).
And y'know, I'm just snickering when optimus finally realizes he'd got graffitti on his trailor... That would SO be the total ending for megatron's secret.
Prime: -looks at defaced trailer and some of the insults- Alright, Who's channeling megatron?
Sam: what?
Prime:-points to random graffiti- That was painted on my dorm door when the two of us were in the academy... and it was Megatron who did it...
Megs/Frenzy: oh shit...
:]
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Poor Prowl being all worried. *Hugs the mech as best she can*
Prowl: Why is there a small dragon clinging to my ankle? ^_^
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After I posted this however, I got 97 pleas not to go! You're number... 101 btw. ^_^ So we'll see how it goes. But I swear, people are just too preachy. >.
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“Oh slag…” Prowl snarled as he activated his own lights and sirens and took off towards the two cars lounging in a rather large fountain while a throng of humans staring at them curiously. There were even a few taking pictures. “OUT OF THE POOL YOU TWO! NOW!”
HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
that is just priceless right there.
That and the whole Epps finding out about Megs was just too much, the best parts were Soundwave and his team cutting in because they were confused with the terms used.
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and poor Megs. He just can't catch a break. ^_^