Chapter Two

AN: So, here's chapter two of my first Transformers story. I hope it's okay… I've never read a story where there is a character who is learning hairdressing, and I'm in school for it, so I thought, why the hell not?

Thanks for the reviews! I didn't think that this story would be like it is.

I Am Blueberry: I was kind of worried about how Sideswipe would speak. I can't do Skids and Mudflap, my brother writes those parts.

Ive-got-2-many-ideas: That's cool you're in hairdressing too.

xXTriforce-of-PowerXx: Read and find out!

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When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I wasn't moving and that it was night. Sideswipe had stopped driving, that much was clear. "Why've we stopped?" I asked groggily.

"You yelled out in your sleep, so I stopped. Ratchet wants a look."

I began to say "I'm fine," but stopped when I tumbled from the car. "Hey, that's not very nice."

"Be quiet so I can look," Ratchet said, and I realized that they were both giant robots again. A light appeared and it looked as though he scanned my leg. I sat there in amazement as I watched them talk in a language I'm pretty sure no one on Earth knew. I was then determined to learn how to speak it. I'm a language nut. "Broken leg, that's all I can see."

I then started to bounce up and down while sitting, "Okay, really gotta go to the bathroom," I muttered to myself. Of course, we were in the middle of nowhere. On the horizon, however, was light pollution. "How about we go to that town, please? I really need to go…"

"It's only three more hours to the base-"

"When a girl's gotta go, she's gotta go and she doesn't care what's in her way, guys," I explained.

"Alright," Sideswipe answered and changed back to into a car. It was amazing to watch and not be freaking out. Ratchet did the same so I hobbled back into Sideswipe.

Once back on the road, it took all of two minutes to reach a gas station on the outskirts of town. I flew into the little building and into the ladies room. Well, as good as I could with a broken leg.

I finished up and walked back outside, to see neither Ratchet or Sideswipe. Where did they go? I was about to go forwards when I heard gunshots. My god, was someone shooting at me? I suddenly felt my feet lift from the ground and saw that I was being lifted by Sides.

"Let's go, another 'con found us." He transformed, I guess, into the car and I was suddenly inside again.

"Just how many Decepticons are there?"

The engine revved and I was pretty sure Sideswipe was going as fast as he possibly could. "I have no idea, but way more than ten or twenty. The base is about an hour away."

"And you are going the fastest you possible can?"

"I can't teleport there, you know. If I could, we'd be safe and sound."

I yawned. "Who was that back there? Do you know who it was?"

"Barricade. He's a really bad 'con. Glad I can go faster than him." After that, it was silent for a good twenty minutes.

I sighed, "Sides, mind if I play a video game? I'm getting so bored." I pulled out my DS and started a game on whatever game was in it. I think it was Mario, but I really didn't care. I was bored and I needed a distraction. Time goes by faster when you are having even the slightest amount of fun. Thus did time right then; before I knew it, when my DS decided to die of lack of power, only fifteen minutes remained of this long ride. "Where are we?"

"Mission City."

"Never heard of it. Are we there yet?"

"Patience, child. Ten minutes and then we'll be there." Ten minutes felt like ten seconds because I watched the city race past the windows. Sides slowed down and turned left into a hanger. "We've arrived, kid."

I stared at wonder as more large robots stepped out for me to see. I counted five, but they were very tall. "They're good guys, right?" I asked quietly.

"Yes, they are." Sides stopped completely and the door swung open. I stepped out, putting all of my weight on my good leg. He then changed into a robot again and stood next to the others. I realized that Ratchet was also there, which made me feel strangely better. "Unfortunately, Optimus, her leg is broken."

A large red and blue robot sighed. "Very well," it said.

Suddenly, a door crashed open and a very loud, almost angry voice yelled. "Bee, why'd you lea-" It was a young man of about twenty who had started yelling, but stopped when he saw me. "Oh, sorry. Didn't know we had someone new here." I smiled, something I hadn't done in a while.

"Hi, I'm Krystal," I said, directed at the young man as I tried to ignore the gigantic robots above me.

He nodded, "Sam. Nice to meet you. I see you met Sideswipe already." I only nodded as he pointed to a yellow robot. "This is Bumblebee, and he's my guardian, sort of." Sam then pointed to the largest, the red and blue, robot. "That's Optimus Prime, the leader of the Autobots."

I nodded as Optimus continued from where Sam left off. I learned that there were indeed several other Autobots, the good guys, that were away from the base. Ironhide, a tall, black robot was the weapons specialist. He didn't look to happy with life at the moment. There were also twin Autobots; Skids and Mudflap. I got the impression that they were like my brothers; troublemakers.

"Okay, I'm just slightly lost. You guys, the Autobots, don't wish harm on us, but the Decepticons, who are basically evil, do? Why?"

The ground rumbled, and another robot appeared. This one was yellow, but different than Bumblebee. "Because they want our planet fixed, and don't really give a damn about stepping on something as small as you. I'm Sunstreaker, and unfortunately, Sideswipe is my twin."

"Cool, two sets of twins."

"Aren't you going to freak out that there are large robots standing not even thirty feet from you?"

I laughed, though it might have been a bit harsh. "Oh, don't worry, I finished freaking out before we left my hometown. Actually, this is rather cool. I never would've thought this possible. But, why do you guys want me? Why am I so special?"

Optimus knelt down, but he was still taller than me. "You are a key to our planet's history."

"Um, how would that work, seeing as I think you guys are way older than me."

"You are what we would call a technorganic. You are just in a human, or organic, form," Ratchet interrupted.

"And does that mean that I have a robot form as well?"

"Smart little human. Yes, although it won't be happening any time soon; you can't be majorly injured in organic form," Ratchet continued. "You'll be in the med bay for a while."

I shrugged and just stared at the Autobots. "Okay."

Skids and Mudflap laughed. "Oh, how quickly you won' wanna be in there. Ratchet throws wrenches at anyone who annoys him."

"Well, then I'll just be on good terms with him then. Lemme guess, you two've got tons of dents from him, am I right? Now why would that be?"

"Because they're both idiots," Ironhide said, sounding annoyed. "It's not just Ratchet who throws stuff at them."

I wiggled my eyebrows at him. "What 'bout you?"

"I have other methods of persuading them to think." To demonstrate, Ironhide pulled out two really big cannons.

"I'll keep that in mind."

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Disclaimer: I don't own Transformers, I only own Krystal.

Me: And that's not that much…L

Krystal: So I'm not enough?

Me: Yes, you are.