"Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Lands of dreams in there. All I ever wanted to be was a astronaut." Simmons exclaimed as he looked at the museum with his binoculars.

I rolled my (e/c) eyes as I fixed my (colour) jacket I had on. Sam and I shared a small what the fuck look.

Simmons sighed as he lowered his binoculars. In matters of seconds he tore of his blue jeans. I let out a squeak of surprise shielding my eyes as Sam sighed.

"Hold those." Simmons stated as he tossed Sam his ripped blue jeans.

Sam huffed as he held on to his jeans. "What is that?" He asked in complete disgust. Both of us are definitely going to be scarred for the rest of our lives.

"What? I wear them when I'm in a funk." He explained as he pulled out a new outfit to put on. "So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing." He added on as I groaned dragging my hands down my face.

Simmons pulled out a silver a suitcase, looking at his watch as I began to stick on fake badges. "Ok, watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder." He demanded as I rolled my (e/c) eyes, brushing away a few strands of (h/c) hair away from my face as I slapped on the last badge.

I walked over to Sam as he zipped up his suit. He looked at Sam and I giving us a death glare. "If you get caught, demand for an attorney and don't even say my name."

He tossed a small bottle to Sam. "Okay, take one of these pills. Slip it under your tongue. It's the high concentrated polymer that they put in Oreo cookies." He stated as Sam popped the lid. "Tricks the polygraph every time." Simmons added on as he looked over at Leo.

Sam slips two in his mouth and hands me the bottle. I sighed, taking one as he then placed the bottle back in the silver case.

"Ok, now let's get this show on the road." As Simon pulled out a taser Leo started to freak out again. I rolled my eyes.

"Whoa, whoa. No, listen I can't do this. I'm not some alien bounty hunter alright. Guards have guns I don't want to die-"

Simmons growled, cutting Simmons off as he shoved him against the passenger side door of Skid.

"Kid, kid, kid, kid, kid. You compromise this mission, you are dead to me." Simmons threatened as Leo looked prettify.

"Now look into my eyes and tighten up that sphincter.

Later..🚽

The plan for was for Sam and I to go hide while both Simmons and Leo dealt with the guards.

When both Sam and I come out of hiding Simmons ran over to us with a black case, Leo nowhere in sight.

I didn't bother asking we just got right now to business. "We just downed five guards. Five guards. Get hot stuff and get out of here." Simmons demanded as Sam Simon struggled to grab the cube sliver from his bag.

I opened the box that the blue not was in as he let out a gasp as he pipped out of the box like one of those Jack-in-a-box.

"Behave!" I warned as the little robot quivered. "Yeah! Ok! I'm claustrophobic!" He whined out as Sam pulled out the shard from the glass tube with a pair of beaker holders and Simmons pulled out the engeron scanner.

We began to move around the museum searching for the right jet or plane we needed. That's when the blue robot started to put on the gas driving down the lanes of planes.

"Look, look. Follow him. Follow him. He knows where he's going."
I stated as I grasped Sam's arm pointing to where the blue bit was driving.

We run after the blue con. Simmons ran on the other side of the long black jet. "He knows something." I stated as I ran behind Sam.

"What?" My brother asked as I sighed. "He knows something!" I repeated a little louder this time.

Both Simmons and Sam stopped in front of the large black jet. "You got what I got!" Simmons called out to Sam as his scanner was beeping loudly.

"Yeah."

The blue mech transformed into his bipedal mode as he let out a small gas of flame from his tailpipes. "There he is. This guy's a legend, like the Chairman of the Board!" The small robot stated as he looked at Sam who was slowly creeping near the jet.

"Yo, freshmen point the shard and watch the magic happen." He stated as Sam nodded, edging closer to the jet. Suddenly the shard went flying and connected to the under base of the plane.

The place did a jolt as blue rays of energy flowed on the jet. It made an electric whir as Sam and I ran beneath it trying to find its symbol.

"Oh shit..It's a Decepticon!" I shouted as both Leo and Sam and Simmons went pale.

"Behind the MiG now!" Simmons shouted as the jet began to transform. I ran fast, hiding as both Simmons, Leo and Sam trailed behind me.

We all hid underneath the MiG as the large black robot had completed his transformation. Once he finally got a piece of the jet out of his late faceplate he looked around.

"What sorta hideous mausoleum is this?!" It shouts as its red optics scanned the area.

The Decepticon snarled as he swatted away a yellow plane that was hung for display. "Answer me, pawns and knaves! Show yourselves! Or suffer my infinite raft!" It demanded as we slowly come out of hiding.

Sam walked ahead, his arms slightly raised as I, including Leo and Simmons trailed behind him.

"You little spinal-cord-base organisms." He grumbled out as a engine piece hit the side of his faceplate causing it to fall on the ground. "Bullets!" It cursed out as Sam side stepped away the jet piece as it rolled around.

"Behold! The eternal glory of JetFire! Prepare for systems over ride!" The mech shouted as he raised his servos in the air with 'glory'. I rested my hands down to my sides and looked at Jetfire.

"I'm telling you this guy didn't age well.." Stated the small robot. I huffed and watched the mech starting to storm off.

"I don't think he's gonna hurt us.." I whispered softy. As we watched the jet make his way to the doors.

"I demanded these doors to open! Fire!" He paused for a small moment and looked at his canon. I snorted

"I said fire!" He snarled and suddenly the missile when flying backwards.

"Bollocks.."

That when the mech started to shoulder smash the doors. "Blast these worthless parts!" He snarled as he made his way outside. "Wait a second!" Sam shouted as we started to run after him.

"Itching, wretched, rust in my arse!" He snarled out as he tried to fix the metal of his butt. He continued to curse as he walked with his cane.

We start to chase after the plane, as he made his way through the crazy field where other jets and planes where parked.

Not too far behind us Bee, Skid and Mudflap were driving behind us, catching up fast.

"Oh the museum is gonna be very angry! Very angry!" Simmons shouted as I ran behind him as Sam ran ahead.

"We gotta catch that plane!" Simmons shouted as we continued to chase after the run away jet.

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Yeah. Another short chapter. But at least I got in another chapter!

I'll try write more on the next chapter. Hope you guys are liking the book so far!!! Tbh transformers doesn't quite faze me anymore.

I mean I'm still obsessed with it but lately I've been doing a lot of reading other people's books and such than writing and working on my books.

It's probably just the lack of interest and creativity but whatever. More coming soon! Bye!
Love always,
Alexandra Capone