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A Transformers Prime Fanfic
"Bumblebee wants me to do what?" June Darby stood over the stove cradling an old cordless phone between her shoulder and ear. She held the handle of a cast-iron frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other. A look of surprise was playing over her face.
"Well, I'd be honored I'm sure, but wouldn't he prefer you to do it? Of course I'll be right there." June set the phone down and turned off the stove. She quickly went to her room and changed out of the shorts and white tee into her teal scrubs. She snatched up her stethoscope, then hesitated, she finally smiled and shook her head but draped it around her neck anyway. She went out into the garage and stood in front of the man door. Soon a glowing emerald portal filled the back wall. June strode into the swirling green mist and disappeared.
Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 4Bluestreak would've been smirking right now if he could. In a way, he felt bad for leaving Mirage to handle the wild case of Myra Daniels but then again - he didn't have to feel sorry for his friend either. As he drove through the underground tunnel, he could hear the faint voices of his teammates, but there was something different in their tones. Something was up...Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 4 in General Fiction More Like This
He came around the corner only to see their medic pacing in front of the wall mounted screen muttering. The Mustang transformed to his normal height and began to rotate his shoulders, rubbing out the sore cables. "Did someone pull a prank on Ratchet and put his wrenches in the pipes? ... Again." Bluestreak asked, glancing over to Arcee and Bulkhead.
The smaller femme snorted. "If only that was the case."
Bluestreak walked over to the blue femme and green mech, leaning against the wall. He looked over to their medic who continued to pace and mutter at the monitor. "What's got Ratchet's tailpipe in a twist?
Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 9Question: What would you do if you saw a giant robot, 18 maybe 20 feet at the most, and it just happened to speak the very same language you do?Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 9 in General Fiction More Like This
A little piece of advice, try your best not to faint or scream. The robots really hate it when you scream at the top of your lungs because they will most likely shoot you into nothing but ash.
"What the - " Myra sputtered in surprise as Erica numbly took the flash drive from the giant being in front of them. "Uhmm... you know, I was kidding about the whole 'giant alien robot' part!"
Bluestreak stood up to his full height. "What did you think we were? Talking cars that turned into robots or vice versa? I've heard it both ways..." He looked at the raven haired teen with furrowed ridges clearly confused.
"I don't know! Maybe I thought you were a couple of Knight Rider knock-offs except with much, much hotter cars!" She said exasperated and still a little awed. "I didn't reali
Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 20Since Fowler's attention was now directed at the two newest additions to the human side of the Bots, the three teens and their charges were quite bored and were killing time un their homemade 'rec room'. "So I wonder what kind of trouble they're going to get into." Miko cackled from her perch on the lumpy couch as Raf and Jack watched some TV besides her.Basketball, Robots, and Police Chases Chap. 20 in General Fiction More Like This
Both of the boys shared looks. It was no secret that Myra and Miko practically loathed each other. It was obvious that the whole town of Jasper knew of the rivalry between the exchange student and swimmer.
"Fowler's probably grilling them about safety issues..." Bulkhead muttered with a shake of his helm.
Arcee shrugged at her comrade's statement and stretched out her arms, popping her back strut. "I don't know about you, Bulkhead. But I need some extra recharge. Watch the kids and don't do anything stupid." The femme called as she started to make her way back to her shared quarters. Being one of the only two femmes on base, it was ni