Disclaimer: Sadly, Pie-R-Square nor Mrs Bumblebee15 own Transformers. They give their gratitude and envy to Hasbro.

A/N: Hello all! This is Pie-R-Square speaking. Here is "The Consequences of Clumsiness", co-written with the awesome Mrs Bumblebee15. This started out as her plot bunny, but being that her bunnies routinely escape her grasp, she asked if I could hold on to this one. I agreed, and this happened as a result of a collaboration over the phone. I know this first chapter is short and only includes a few sentences involving our favorite medic and scout, but things will get more exciting next chapter, I promise. BTW, I know for a fact we aren't the only ones that might not have come up with this, so if this slightly resembles something you or something someone else has written, I can assure you that we were not sitting on reading your/their fic whilst writing that we may steal from them. OH, and all flames will be used to defeat Freddy Krueger. I wanted to make sure you all got that if you didn't read it in the summary. Anyway, Pie. OUT!

Summary: We were walking home from school, and I tripped on a crack in the sidewalk, dragging me and my sister down. Nothing happened at first, but the consequences were far more life changing then we first thought. Bumblebee/OC and Ratchet/OC, Post first movie.

"Medics are way better than scouts," Astrid said matter of factly.

Dyani shook her head deffensively. "Noo dear, scouts are better than medics," she replied in retaliation.

"Uh-huh, right," Astrid said, "keep telling yourself that."

"Just face it Astrid, there's no use in denying the truth," Dyani replied.

Astrid laughed sarcastically and gave her sister a defeated nod. "I don't think we will ever come to an understanding about it…but Ratchet is sexier," she said.

"Yeah right, that old mech?" Dyani snorted in response.

"I can't help it that I like older men er…mech!" Astrid exclaimed in defense.

Dyani chuckled, "Yeah, well, I prefer mechs much closer to my age."

It was a Friday afternoon and the two sisters were walking home from school as their house was only half a mile away. Recently, their conversations had mainly consisted of giant, alien, transforming robots, because the previous weekend they had gone to see "Transformers: The Movie" and they fell in love almost instantly. Now, all they could talk about was who was better: Ratchet or Bumblebee.

The afternoon was beautiful. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the sky a gorgeous blue, and all the wonderful jazz. The girls continued their pointless argument of "Medics vs. Scouts" as the walk from school progressed, and nothing could be more golden.

Dyani walk while staring down at the sidewalk, partly because she was becoming entranced with the cracks in the concrete as they passed under her feet, and secondly because she was concerned with keep both her feet on the ground. Dyani had long black hair that went down her shoulders and back, with blue eyes and pale-ish skin. Her sister, Astrid, walked by Dyani's side, with her head held up as she looked at the houses they passed by. Astrid's hair was brown and slightly curly, and only went down to her shoulders, while her eyes were a greenish-grey.

Dyani tore her eyes from the ground as a shiny blue light caught her attention from the corner of her eye.

'Hmmm…shiny,' she thought, and continued to stare at it while walking. That was a bad idea for the clumsy girl. The front of her shoe got caught in a crack on the ground and she instinctively grabbed her sister's shoulder, only to cause her sister to fall as well.

It didn't feel as if they were falling onto the sidewalk, however. It felt more like they were falliung through a large hole. But when they did hit something, they found themselves face-flat against the concrete.

Astrid moaned in annoyance. "Why do you always take me down with you? This is why I hate being next to you when you trip," she said, almost angrily.

Dyani groaned too, and sat up on the sidewalk. "You should be used to it by now, " she replied with a laugh, "after 18 years it should be second nature."

Astrid slowly lifted herself off the ground as she muttered, "Next time don't grab onto me."

Silence went over the twins as they began their trek home again, which was very unusual for the two. Dyani felt somewhat dejected at her sister's remark, and Astrid was thinking about all the homework their teacher had given them for the end of the semester and it was proving to be extremely annoying. With this mixture, they didn't even want to discuss giant robots.

However, as they got to the house, Dyani decided to break the silence by apologizing for driving her sister's face into the concrete.

"I'm sorry Ash, I didn't mean to drag you down, it's just instinct to grab onto you," Dyani said as apologetically as she could.

Astrid had just about forgotten about the fall and smiled at her sister. "Naw, it's fine, as you said, it should be second nature by now."

Dyani felt relief since she knew her sister wasn't really mad at her, and decided to change the subject.

"So," Dyani said casually, "are you going to work on the homework tonight?"

Astrid shook her head "no". "I'm tired, I'm just going to go to bed," she replied.

"But it's only 5:30!" Dyani exclaimed.

"Well, I haven't been sleeping too good recently, and I'll probably just wait until the last minute to work on it anyway," Astrid said, adding a yawn to prove she was actually tired.

"Good point," Dyani agreed, "I guess I'll see you in the morning then?"

"Yeah, goodnight," Astrid replied, opening her bedroom door.

Dyani chuckled. "You mean good afternoon?" she joked.

Astrid laughed in response. "Yeah, whatever," she said with a smile and went into her room.

Dyani was about to walk away when Astrid peaked her head out from behind her door.

"Wait, I have to tell you something!" Astrid exclaimed.

Dyani turned around and looked at her sister. "What?" she asked.

Astrid smirked. "MEDICS!" she yelled and slammed her door quickly before Dyani could give her a reply. Dyani turned around and a small mischevious smile as she walked down to her room.

'Tommorrow. I'll get back at you tomorrow.' She thought.

A/N: You read it? If you're reading this, then you must have read it! REVIEW PEOPLE REVIEW! EVEN IF IT'S ONLY ONE WORD, DO IT!

Oh, and here's a message for Mrs Bumblebee15:

Medics.

That is all.