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[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

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

I guess so. I mean you're too old to be my fake kid so...

[...frowns...jumps to conclussions...]

Try anything with me and I'll lock you in closet like I did with that drone husbend!

[Damn...where did that lamp go?]

[electrowhipit]

Whoa, whoa! I'm not even human-- usually. I'm not usually human. And I'm not about to try anything.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

You're not usually human? Yeah right, pull the other one.

[This despite the fact that she has a robot for a fake!son]

Good. Cause I've already got a guy back home.

[May still be looking at you suspiciously]

[electrowhipit]

I'm not. I'm a Cybertronian. Autobot.

Trust me. I'm not even remotely interested in your species.

[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.

[electrowhipit]

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

And thanks for that.

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Neat!

Oh.
No problem!

[And yes she's perfectly serious]

[electrowhipit]

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

[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?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Eggs and toilet paper.

[electrowhipit]

Sounds like fun.

... Yeah, sure. Why not?

[crazyclownwoman.livejournal.com]

Great!

Thanks for the help!

[electrowhipit]

No problem.