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“UGH, MY HEAD!” I complained as I tried to get up. I immediately fell face first to the ground, but managed to stick my arms out to break my fall. I looked at my arms, they were completely metal. I spun on my back as I looked at my body, it was completely metal, actually I was completely Cybertronian. I looked at Alana and Logan, and they were the same. They both attempted to walk and failed epically like me. “Guys, we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

“No shit Nick.” Alana bashed me.

“At least you’re still a femme.” I shot right back at her.

“And you’re still a mech.” She said mockingly.

“Okay enough.” Logan said. “Now, how about we try to learn how to walk in our new…bodies.”

“Fine.” I got up and attempted it again, I stumbled, but I didn’t fall. My sense of balance was returning to me fast. After a couple of minutes, I was walking pretty much fine. Alana and Logan were still stumbling about, and then I looked at myself. I was a triple changer apparently, and then I decided to try and figure out my scanner. After searching a few minutes, I discovered my scanner. I was 49 feet tall, man I’m taller than Megatron, I thought to myself. My body was doing fine, although I was low on energon at the moment. I decided to scan the others as they were stumbling about, Logan was 28 feet tall, he was low on energon also, but his body was in fine shape. I scanned Alana next, who was having the most trouble with her walking. She stood directly at Bumblebee’s height of 18 feet, her body was in fine shape, both ways if you know what I mean, and she was also low on energon like me and Logan. I was green and yellow. My legs were green, my arms and head was green, my feet were yellow, and my whole chest and back was yellow. Logan was blue and green. His green was on his chest, back, and his feet. His arms, legs, and head was blue though. Alana was purple and green, and unlike any of us, she had purple on her head, arms, legs, and on her chest. Her back was green along with her hands and feet. She had extra armor plating on her shoulders that was green on the side nearest to her back, and purple nearest to her front where her chest and belly was. After she fell again, I saw that her butt was green like her back, but in the front pelvic region she was purple.

They finally got their bearings about them, and then I asked them, “Hey, shouldn’t we change our names? Since we are Cybertronian, it might be weird for us to have human names, wouldn’t you think?” They all nodded their heads in agreement, and then I continued. “I like the name Skysweeper for me, I could be like in the sky, and then sweeping the ground because, you know triple changer and all.”

“Even I say that was lame, the name isn’t, just the reasoning for it. I think I will be Skycrusher.”

“Really Lo-Skycrusher? Well fine then, I’ll be Skyback, since you two are Skies I should be one too.”

“Now we can scrape the skies!” I said.

“Just stop Ni-Skysweeper.” Alana said to me, “You’re not funny at all.”

“I know.” I said to her. “Now, have any of you figured out how to use your scanner, because I have. We are all low on energon, so I’m going to go scout, and you two, figure out your bodies.”

“That's what she said.” Skycrusher mumbled as I walked away, and then I left them, scrounging around for energon. I groped around my body looking for my internal communications, after I found them, I searched more for any other scanners I had in my body. I found that I had an energon tracker in my subspace, Hmm, that’s weird, I thought to myself, No one else just has these randomly in their subspace. I took it out and turned it on, and I found that a mile to the east, there was some energon to be found. I accessed my internal communications, and contacted Skyback, “Hey, Skyback, I found some energon, come to these coordinates.” I sent her some coordinates due half a mile from my position to the east.

“Whoa, this is cool, we can talk to each other without talking out loud. Okay, me and Skycrusher are on our way.” Skyback said back to me. I then shut off the communication with her and proceeded on to the select coordinates. While I was walking, I figured out that I had a heat signature radar built into me. I decided to use it, it had a mile radius on it. I looked to see two heat signatures behind me about half a mile west, and I concluded that they were Skyback and Skycrusher following the directions. I saw 3 heat signatures near the energon place I had scanned out. Scrap I thought to myself, those are probably a couple of Vehicons because the area is pretty small. I said to myself. I reached the coordinates and waited. I saw that they were nearing my position as I waited. I saw that there was no other heat signatures in the area besides the two coming up on my position and the three near the energon area. We had to hurry otherwise the ‘cons might be gone with the energon. I saw them turn the canyon corner about 10 feet away, and then I said to them, “We gotta move fast, there are three heat signatures near the energon, we have to move quickly.”

“Really? Then let’s not waste time walking.” Skyback started to run, I turned and I ran with her since I knew I could run faster since I had longer legs than she did. Skycrusher reached us in no time at all, and then he slowed down to our pace.

When we drew near to the place where it was I said, “That wall.” We all diverted out course to the canyon wall. I had my back to the wall, and my scanners told me there were three heat signatures right ahead of us. I peeked around the corner, and saw no one. I motioned for my friends to follow me as I dashed to another canyon wall. When we all had our backs to it, I peeked around the corner to see the energon, but no one else. I accessed my internal communications and said to the both of them, “Wait here guys, if we have a fight, I’m the only that may have a chance against whoever is near there. Before you object, I was in the Army for 2 years and received training and then went into the field of battle?” They nodded their heads, “Okay, I’m going to go in now, and say here please.” I turned the corner to see no one, and I continued to the energon.

I was right next to it, and I reached down to get some. I was smashed from behind, and was knocked into the air above the energon, but I managed to get a big crystal out of it. I quickly stored it in my subspace as I rolled to my feet. I dodged another hit from someone and upper-cutted them into the air, I jumped up and kicked the opposition away. I looked up to see Optimus helping Bulkhead to his feet, and then I asked, “Optimus Prime?”

He looked at me with his face mask on, and answered, “This is he.”

I dropped my stance and called out, “It’s safe to come out, it’s Optimus Prime.” Skyback and Skycrusher came out from behind the wall and immediately rushed to me.

“I heard sounds of combat, you all right Skysweeper?” Skyback asked.

“I’m fine, but I did find Optimus Prime though.” I pointed to him.

“I still stand by the fact he looks a little odd.” Skycrusher said.

“You’ve always thought he looked all in all of them Skycrusher.”

“May I ask who are you all and why do you know me?” Optimus asked.

Skyback scoffed, “Who doesn’t know you Prime?” She put a hand on her hip as she said it.

I said over my internal communications to the both of them, “Nice play guys, keep it up.”

“She has a point.” Arcee said coming up from behind us, shoving me out her way. “You are a Prime, and most people hear about the latest prime one way or another.”

Bulkhead spoke next, “I don’t trust them, no insignia or nothing. They could be under cover ‘cons!”

“If they meant us any harm Bulkhead, they already would have inflicted it in the designated way their assignment said to.”

“Not saying I trust them, but no red eyes.” Arcee said.

“But the-”

“Bulkhead.” Optimus spoke commandingly. “If they indeed are under-cover, than we would not know. However, I sense no harm in them.”

“I think I’ve had better welcomes from ‘cons before.” Skyback muttered.

“SEE!?” Bulkhead insisted.

“Bulkhead, stand down!” Bulkhead immediately shut his mouth. “Ratchet open the ground.” Optimus had a bit of an edge in his voice as he said it. “Bulkhead bring the energon in, and Arcee, come with me… I need to speak with you. You three, see Ratchet.” Optimus and Arcee walked through the ground bridge, and then Skyback and Skycrusher followed. I turned as soon as Optimus was gone and took half the energon load.

“What are you doing?” Bulkhead asked me.

“What does it look like? Let’s go.” I turned and walked through the ground bridge, and Bulkhead came in after me. “Where are we going?” I asked him.

“Follow me.” He said gruffly. We went down the hall and turned into the storage room, and we dropped our loads off.

“Well I think I’ll explore a bit.”

“No way, Hatchet’s gonna get ya if you do that, you better head back to the med bay before you do anything else. I don’t want any stray wrenches flying around.” I couldn’t help but have a twitch of a smile at those words.

“Fine.” I returned to the med bay to be greeted with a flying wrench. It hit me directly in the face. I fell backwards from the blow, and went a little further out of astonishment. “What the frag!”

“GET OVER HERE! You three have such low energon I don’t know how you’re still functioning! You most of all, fighting, and then helping Bulkhead! I should turn you into a scrap pile!” Ratchet took me and shoved me down on the birth. He took the cable from my wrist and released some of his energon into me before disconnecting abruptly and shoving a cube of energon and walked to the main computers to do something.

“What did I tell you?” Bulkhead asked?

“You said nothing.”

“So you weren’t paying attention?”

“You said to hurry back, so I did.”

“You’re a waste of my time.”

“And you’re a waste of spare parts.”

“Touché.” Bulkhead turned and left.
“Wha- Cliffjumpers signal just popped back online.” Ratchet spoke as he fiddled around with his controls.
“Cliffjumper is dead, the only reason his life signal popped back online is because Megatron revived him with dark energon.” I said bluntly as I slurped my cube. “We used to be humans and were mysteriously turned into Cybertronians, surely you already know we contain organic material in us.” I was making up shit that sounded logical at this point, “And we already know what happens in this part because you all are fictional from where we come from. So don’t even bother with it unless you want to get chased out by an explosion.” I rattled it off without skipping a beat. I watched as everyone’s jaws went down, even Optimus’s jaw slightly drew downwards before he composed himself.
“What do you mean?” Arcee drilled me.
I took another sip casually, “You heard me, ask Skycrusher and Skyback, they’ll tell you the same thing I did.”
“I don’t care, if there’s a chance Cliff may still be alive I will take it.”
“Arcee is right,” Optimus’s voice rang out, “If there is any chance our fallen comrade has not joined the well of allsparks, we shall take it.”
“You’re gonna find a whole lotta death in there Prime.” I said to him evenly.
“Even if that is to be so, we will take that chance Skysweeper. Autobots, ROLL OUT!” They all transformed down and followed him through the ground bridge.
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“So what the frag are we supposed to do Ratchet?” I asked.
“Be quiet, I’m working.” He snapped.
“Are we going to train or something?” I pushed him.
“Yes.”
“Do we get to choose our function?”
“Yes, as long as we need that specific function.”
“Would forging weapons be something you would need?”
“It would help, but what do you know about that?”
“Nothing, but I would like to learn.”
“We have data pads on it.”
“Can I also be a medic?” I asked.
Ratchet sputtered in shock, he turned and pointed up at me, “YOU, big tall and strong guy, WANTS to be a medic? I would advise you fighting alongside everyone else.”
“Can I be a battle field medic like you once were back on Cybertron?”
“How-”
“Different reality.”
“I guess you could, but being a medic takes guts. And you have to go through me to get approved on doing ANY work on ANY bot here. But that will come later AFTER your battle field training. That is first priority to get you whelps into fighting shape, Primus knows we need it.” Ratchet sighed and turned back to his…whatever.
I took that as a notion to leave him. I joined Skycrusher and Skyback on the other side of the Silo. “Decide to join the party over here sweep?” Skyback drawled out.
“Party? Where?!”
“Up your aft.”
“Ouch.”
“Sexy.” Crusher said that and we both looked at him.
“Well that made this conversation awkward.” I said.
“All you have to do to make a conversation sexy is to say the word awk- I mean all you have to do to-” He burst out laughing and turns away while we crack up behind him. “Okay okay. All you have to do to make a conversation AWKWARD,” He stresses the word, “is to say the word sexy.”
“We knew what you meant.” Back said.
“I didn’t.”
“Yeah you did.”
“Nuh UH!”
“Fuck you.”
“I know you want to.”
“SKYSWEEPER!”
“Now you’re calling out my name pretending.”
“I am going to tear you limb from limb and send you to the scrap yard you fragging spike sucking son of a fucking BITCH go to the pit!”
“Pineapples are made of llamas.” Crusher said.
“HA HA HA! REALLY?” I cracked up and so did Back.
“What the hell.” She said.
“And that’s how you break up fights.” That made us crack up even more.
“RATCHET SEND A GROUND BRIDGE NOW!” Optimus all but yelled. Ratchet flung the bridge open in a nano click and closed it just as the blast reached it.
“DON’T say a word Skysweeper.” Arcee snapped at me.
I rose my hands in defense then said, “I wasn’t going to, only that you might want to get rid of that dark energon on your hand.” Ratchet and Optimus gasped at the realization. “And this is when shit hits the fan.”
“How much do you know Skysweeper?” Optimus questioned me.
“Up to when you and Ratchet battle a bunch of zombies that Megatron revives to try to destroy you. That’s about it.”
“Thank you Skysweeper. But now, you all need to go and find your vehicle forms. We will bridge you to a jet museum so you can pick out an alternate form.” Optimus said, and then faced me fully, “And then you will go up to the freeway to pick out a ground based vehicle.
“Cool.” All three of us said.
Ratchet opened a ground bridge and we walked through it. I gazed at all the different air crafts before one caught my eye. I scanned the Dassault Mirage IIIV, It’s gonna be hell trying to learn how to fly.
“So what did you two get?”
“I got the Chengdu Jian-7.” Skyback said.
“And I got the Dassault Mirage 4000.” Skycrusher said.
“I got the Dassault Mirage IIIV.” I said.
“You two are matchies with the same name and all!” Skyback said.
“Not funny.”
“Very funny.”
“Bridge us back Ratchet.” Skycrusher said. We walked through the bridge, and then I went up top to stalk the freeway. I eventually picked out the 2013 Sierra 1500. I transformed and drove into the Silo in my truck.
“Niiiiccce” Skycrusher said.
“It’ll do.” Skyback said.
“So supportive.”
“I know right?”
Optimus clears his throat to get our attention, “I need you three to head down to the training room tomorrow at 6:00am, so get some sleep. I will have to ask you three to stay in the med bay until we get your rooms set in order.”
“Alright, Night Optimus.” I turned and left without another word and all but crashed on the berth in the med bay.

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“UGH, MY HEAD!” I complained as I tried to get up. I immediately fell face first to the ground, but managed to stick my arms out to break my fall. I looked at my arms, they were completely metal. I spun on my back as I looked at my body, it was completely metal, actually I was completely Cybertronian. I looked at Alana and Logan, and they were the same. They both attempted to walk and failed epically like me. “Guys, we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

“No shit Nick.” Alana bashed me.

“At least you’re still a femme.” I shot right back at her.

“And you’re still a mech.” She said mockingly.

“Okay enough.” Logan said. “Now, how about we try to learn how to walk in our new…bodies.”

“Fine.” I got up and attempted it again, I stumbled, but I didn’t fall. My sense of balance was returning to me fast. After a couple of minutes, I was walking pretty much fine. Alana and Logan were still stumbling about, and then I looked at myself. I was a triple changer apparently, and then I decided to try and figure out my scanner. After searching a few minutes, I discovered my scanner. I was 49 feet tall, man I’m taller than Megatron, I thought to myself. My body was doing fine, although I was low on energon at the moment. I decided to scan the others as they were stumbling about, Logan was 28 feet tall, he was low on energon also, but his body was in fine shape. I scanned Alana next, who was having the most trouble with her walking. She stood directly at Bumblebee’s height of 18 feet, her body was in fine shape, both ways if you know what I mean, and she was also low on energon like me and Logan. I was green and yellow. My legs were green, my arms and head was green, my feet were yellow, and my whole chest and back was yellow. Logan was blue and green. His green was on his chest, back, and his feet. His arms, legs, and head was blue though. Alana was purple and green, and unlike any of us, she had purple on her head, arms, legs, and on her chest. Her back was green along with her hands and feet. She had extra armor plating on her shoulders that was green on the side nearest to her back, and purple nearest to her front where her chest and belly was. After she fell again, I saw that her butt was green like her back, but in the front pelvic region she was purple.

They finally got their bearings about them, and then I asked them, “Hey, shouldn’t we change our names? Since we are Cybertronian, it might be weird for us to have human names, wouldn’t you think?” They all nodded their heads in agreement, and then I continued. “I like the name Skysweeper for me, I could be like in the sky, and then sweeping the ground because, you know triple changer and all.”

“Even I say that was lame, the name isn’t, just the reasoning for it. I think I will be Skycrusher.”

“Really Lo-Skycrusher? Well fine then, I’ll be Skyback, since you two are Skies I should be one too.”

“Now we can scrape the skies!” I said.

“Just stop Ni-Skysweeper.” Alana said to me, “You’re not funny at all.”

“I know.” I said to her. “Now, have any of you figured out how to use your scanner, because I have. We are all low on energon, so I’m going to go scout, and you two, figure out your bodies.”

“That's what she said.” Skycrusher mumbled as I walked away, and then I left them, scrounging around for energon. I groped around my body looking for my internal communications, after I found them, I searched more for any other scanners I had in my body. I found that I had an energon tracker in my subspace, Hmm, that’s weird, I thought to myself, No one else just has these randomly in their subspace. I took it out and turned it on, and I found that a mile to the east, there was some energon to be found. I accessed my internal communications, and contacted Skyback, “Hey, Skyback, I found some energon, come to these coordinates.” I sent her some coordinates due half a mile from my position to the east.

“Whoa, this is cool, we can talk to each other without talking out loud. Okay, me and Skycrusher are on our way.” Skyback said back to me. I then shut off the communication with her and proceeded on to the select coordinates. While I was walking, I figured out that I had a heat signature radar built into me. I decided to use it, it had a mile radius on it. I looked to see two heat signatures behind me about half a mile west, and I concluded that they were Skyback and Skycrusher following the directions. I saw 3 heat signatures near the energon place I had scanned out. Scrap I thought to myself, those are probably a couple of Vehicons because the area is pretty small. I said to myself. I reached the coordinates and waited. I saw that they were nearing my position as I waited. I saw that there was no other heat signatures in the area besides the two coming up on my position and the three near the energon area. We had to hurry otherwise the ‘cons might be gone with the energon. I saw them turn the canyon corner about 10 feet away, and then I said to them, “We gotta move fast, there are three heat signatures near the energon, we have to move quickly.”

“Really? Then let’s not waste time walking.” Skyback started to run, I turned and I ran with her since I knew I could run faster since I had longer legs than she did. Skycrusher reached us in no time at all, and then he slowed down to our pace.

When we drew near to the place where it was I said, “That wall.” We all diverted out course to the canyon wall. I had my back to the wall, and my scanners told me there were three heat signatures right ahead of us. I peeked around the corner, and saw no one. I motioned for my friends to follow me as I dashed to another canyon wall. When we all had our backs to it, I peeked around the corner to see the energon, but no one else. I accessed my internal communications and said to the both of them, “Wait here guys, if we have a fight, I’m the only that may have a chance against whoever is near there. Before you object, I was in the Army for 2 years and received training and then went into the field of battle?” They nodded their heads, “Okay, I’m going to go in now, and say here please.” I turned the corner to see no one, and I continued to the energon.

I was right next to it, and I reached down to get some. I was smashed from behind, and was knocked into the air above the energon, but I managed to get a big crystal out of it. I quickly stored it in my subspace as I rolled to my feet. I dodged another hit from someone and upper-cutted them into the air, I jumped up and kicked the opposition away. I looked up to see Optimus helping Bulkhead to his feet, and then I asked, “Optimus Prime?”

He looked at me with his face mask on, and answered, “This is he.”

I dropped my stance and called out, “It’s safe to come out, it’s Optimus Prime.” Skyback and Skycrusher came out from behind the wall and immediately rushed to me.

“I heard sounds of combat, you all right Skysweeper?” Skyback asked.

“I’m fine, but I did find Optimus Prime though.” I pointed to him.

“I still stand by the fact he looks a little odd.” Skycrusher said.

“You’ve always thought he looked all in all of them Skycrusher.”

“May I ask who are you all and why do you know me?” Optimus asked.

Skyback scoffed, “Who doesn’t know you Prime?” She put a hand on her hip as she said it.

I said over my internal communications to the both of them, “Nice play guys, keep it up.”

“She has a point.” Arcee said coming up from behind us, shoving me out her way. “You are a Prime, and most people hear about the latest prime one way or another.”

Bulkhead spoke next, “I don’t trust them, no insignia or nothing. They could be under cover ‘cons!”

“If they meant us any harm Bulkhead, they already would have inflicted it in the designated way their assignment said to.”

“Not saying I trust them, but no red eyes.” Arcee said.

“But the-”

“Bulkhead.” Optimus spoke commandingly. “If they indeed are under-cover, than we would not know. However, I sense no harm in them.”

“I think I’ve had better welcomes from ‘cons before.” Skyback muttered.

“SEE!?” Bulkhead insisted.

“Bulkhead, stand down!” Bulkhead immediately shut his mouth. “Ratchet open the ground.” Optimus had a bit of an edge in his voice as he said it. “Bulkhead bring the energon in, and Arcee, come with me… I need to speak with you. You three, see Ratchet.” Optimus and Arcee walked through the ground bridge, and then Skyback and Skycrusher followed. I turned as soon as Optimus was gone and took half the energon load.

“What are you doing?” Bulkhead asked me.

“What does it look like? Let’s go.” I turned and walked through the ground bridge, and Bulkhead came in after me. “Where are we going?” I asked him.

“Follow me.” He said gruffly. We went down the hall and turned into the storage room, and we dropped our loads off.

“Well I think I’ll explore a bit.”

“No way, Hatchet’s gonna get ya if you do that, you better head back to the med bay before you do anything else. I don’t want any stray wrenches flying around.” I couldn’t help but have a twitch of a smile at those words.

“Fine.” I returned to the med bay to be greeted with a flying wrench. It hit me directly in the face. I fell backwards from the blow, and went a little further out of astonishment. “What the frag!”

“GET OVER HERE! You three have such low energon I don’t know how you’re still functioning! You most of all, fighting, and then helping Bulkhead! I should turn you into a scrap pile!” Ratchet took me and shoved me down on the birth. He took the cable from my wrist and released some of his energon into me before disconnecting abruptly and shoving a cube of energon and walked to the main computers to do something.

“What did I tell you?” Bulkhead asked?

“You said nothing.”

“So you weren’t paying attention?”

“You said to hurry back, so I did.”

“You’re a waste of my time.”

“And you’re a waste of spare parts.”

“Touché.” Bulkhead turned and left.
“Wha- Cliffjumpers signal just popped back online.” Ratchet spoke as he fiddled around with his controls.
“Cliffjumper is dead, the only reason his life signal popped back online is because Megatron revived him with dark energon.” I said bluntly as I slurped my cube. “We used to be humans and were mysteriously turned into Cybertronians, surely you already know we contain organic material in us.” I was making up shit that sounded logical at this point, “And we already know what happens in this part because you all are fictional from where we come from. So don’t even bother with it unless you want to get chased out by an explosion.” I rattled it off without skipping a beat. I watched as everyone’s jaws went down, even Optimus’s jaw slightly drew downwards before he composed himself.
“What do you mean?” Arcee drilled me.
I took another sip casually, “You heard me, ask Skycrusher and Skyback, they’ll tell you the same thing I did.”
“I don’t care, if there’s a chance Cliff may still be alive I will take it.”
“Arcee is right,” Optimus’s voice rang out, “If there is any chance our fallen comrade has not joined the well of allsparks, we shall take it.”
“You’re gonna find a whole lotta death in there Prime.” I said to him evenly.
“Even if that is to be so, we will take that chance Skysweeper. Autobots, ROLL OUT!” They all transformed down and followed him through the ground bridge.
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“So what the frag are we supposed to do Ratchet?” I asked.
“Be quiet, I’m working.” He snapped.
“Are we going to train or something?” I pushed him.
“Yes.”
“Do we get to choose our function?”
“Yes, as long as we need that specific function.”
“Would forging weapons be something you would need?”
“It would help, but what do you know about that?”
“Nothing, but I would like to learn.”
“We have data pads on it.”
“Can I also be a medic?” I asked.
Ratchet sputtered in shock, he turned and pointed up at me, “YOU, big tall and strong guy, WANTS to be a medic? I would advise you fighting alongside everyone else.”
“Can I be a battle field medic like you once were back on Cybertron?”
“How-”
“Different reality.”
“I guess you could, but being a medic takes guts. And you have to go through me to get approved on doing ANY work on ANY bot here. But that will come later AFTER your battle field training. That is first priority to get you whelps into fighting shape, Primus knows we need it.” Ratchet sighed and turned back to his…whatever.
I took that as a notion to leave him. I joined Skycrusher and Skyback on the other side of the Silo. “Decide to join the party over here sweep?” Skyback drawled out.
“Party? Where?!”
“Up your aft.”
“Ouch.”
“Sexy.” Crusher said that and we both looked at him.
“Well that made this conversation awkward.” I said.
“All you have to do to make a conversation sexy is to say the word awk- I mean all you have to do to-” He burst out laughing and turns away while we crack up behind him. “Okay okay. All you have to do to make a conversation AWKWARD,” He stresses the word, “is to say the word sexy.”
“We knew what you meant.” Back said.
“I didn’t.”
“Yeah you did.”
“Nuh UH!”
“Fuck you.”
“I know you want to.”
“SKYSWEEPER!”
“Now you’re calling out my name pretending.”
“I am going to tear you limb from limb and send you to the scrap yard you fragging spike sucking son of a fucking BITCH go to the pit!”
“Pineapples are made of llamas.” Crusher said.
“HA HA HA! REALLY?” I cracked up and so did Back.
“What the hell.” She said.
“And that’s how you break up fights.” That made us crack up even more.
“RATCHET SEND A GROUND BRIDGE NOW!” Optimus all but yelled. Ratchet flung the bridge open in a nano click and closed it just as the blast reached it.
“DON’T say a word Skysweeper.” Arcee snapped at me.
I rose my hands in defense then said, “I wasn’t going to, only that you might want to get rid of that dark energon on your hand.” Ratchet and Optimus gasped at the realization. “And this is when shit hits the fan.”
“How much do you know Skysweeper?” Optimus questioned me.
“Up to when you and Ratchet battle a bunch of zombies that Megatron revives to try to destroy you. That’s about it.”
“Thank you Skysweeper. But now, you all need to go and find your vehicle forms. We will bridge you to a jet museum so you can pick out an alternate form.” Optimus said, and then faced me fully, “And then you will go up to the freeway to pick out a ground based vehicle.
“Cool.” All three of us said.
Ratchet opened a ground bridge and we walked through it. I gazed at all the different air crafts before one caught my eye. I scanned the Dassault Mirage IIIV, It’s gonna be hell trying to learn how to fly.
“So what did you two get?”
“I got the Chengdu Jian-7.” Skyback said.
“And I got the Dassault Mirage 4000.” Skycrusher said.
“I got the Dassault Mirage IIIV.” I said.
“You two are matchies with the same name and all!” Skyback said.
“Not funny.”
“Very funny.”
“Bridge us back Ratchet.” Skycrusher said. We walked through the bridge, and then I went up top to stalk the freeway. I eventually picked out the 2013 Sierra 1500. I transformed and drove into the Silo in my truck.
“Niiiiccce” Skycrusher said.
“It’ll do.” Skyback said.
“So supportive.”
“I know right?”
Optimus clears his throat to get our attention, “I need you three to head down to the training room tomorrow at 6:00am, so get some sleep. I will have to ask you three to stay in the med bay until we get your rooms set in order.”
“Alright, Night Optimus.” I turned and left without another word and all but crashed on the berth in the med bay.