oo1 ★ VOICE

[electrowhipit]

[ there is a long silence, then a groggy groan-slash-yawn ]

Guys? Did- did it work? I- wait. This isn't right. Ratchet-? Hello? Ow. Primus, my head. Ratchet said I might be sore, but...

[ a yelp, followed by the distinct sounds of someone falling out of bed ]

Ow. W-what's going on?! Where- what- my body--

Okay, Jolt. Let's think about this for a second. One klik I'm in the desert. On my right, Optimus. On my left... that... one mech. I never got his name. Anyway, I'm positive I did everything right, so how did I wind up here?

Frag it, I better be dreaming. Dreaming that I'm a human. In a house.

...

Forget dreaming. Maybe this is really a nightmare.

...Guys? Autobots- tell me I'm not the only one here. Please tell me I'm not the only one here.

Comments

[electrowhipit]

"Normal" is a relative term.

Thanks, though.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Oh you're a robot? ...

[Blink, blink...shrugs.]

Good to know.

And I guess we won't have to make you sleep in the closet then.

[if-she-hollers.livejournal.com]

No problem. Let me know when you get your body back, 'cause I'm totally taking pics.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, all right? Force of habit!

... sure.

[electrowhipit]

I'm at 1249 Williams Road.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

5718 Cunningham Lane.

Do you need backup?

[electrowhipit]

That's... one way to put it, yeah.

And thanks for that.

[electrowhipit]

... Sure.

[electrowhipit]

Not... technically, but...

It'd be good to see you.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Neat!

Oh.
No problem!

[And yes she's perfectly serious]

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

Let me just arm myself, and I'll be there.

...

This may take a few minutes. They took my vehicle.

[electrowhipit]

Arm yourself with what? I don't know about you, but I'm completely weaponless.

...Take your time.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

I don't know... something... blade-like. Your "mate" found a lamp.

... Doesn't look like I have a choice.

[electrowhipit]

...She's put it away. I don't think she's a threat. Right this very second.

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... for now.

[Rummaging noises. Doors opening. Things falling on the floor.]

I found a... stick.

[electrowhipit]

So... what am I supposed to do now?

[electrowhipit]

... A stick.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Well...if you're bored you can help me clean the mess off the house.

Someone did it last night. It's kinda gross.

[electrowhipit]

... What kind of mess are we talking, here?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

It's long and heavy and it's the best I can do, damn it!

[electrowhipit]

... I guess whatever works.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Eggs and toilet paper.

[electrowhipit]

Sounds like fun.

... Yeah, sure. Why not?

[weaponsparked.livejournal.com]

... well, if you don't want my help.

[bukapintu.livejournal.com]

'Nother one of those non-human types, huh.