Transformers Equestria Girls In Disguise Shortsby FourShadowChaptersSideswipedTale Of SmallfootWhat A Knockout!Perfect Battle CryEnergon'Os Cereal Part 1My New Guardian Part 1Hit The DeckSideswipedDowntown in the streets of Canterlot City, a red Lamborghini Countach was skidding across the road, pulling into a traffic lane at a steady pace, avoiding any danger, and trying not to hit anyone along the way. And inside the car, there was one single person driving, a teenage girl. She had rainbow colored hair, a blue vest, a white shirt with a cloud shooting a rainbow lightning bolt graphic on it, armbands, a pink and white flat skirt, short spandex tights and sports boots. "Okay, lets go over what we did. What does green mean?" Rainbow asked. "Green for go." Sideswipe said. "And what does yellow mean?" "It means, go faster!" Sideswipe said with glee. He revved his engine and sped even faster. Rainbow was slamming in the back of her seat, terrified. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sideswipe!" Rainbow said, panicking. She saw everything around her move faster than the speed of light, even the vehicles were going right past her. She was almost too afraid that they were going to crash into someone else, or worse, Rainbow was afraid she was going to crash right through the windshield. But Sideswipe stopped at a red light in time and slowed down. "Relax Rainbow. I'm just messing with you." Sideswipe chuckled. Rainbow just stared down on the steering wheel with his emblem glowing, and gave a not amused look. She didn't find that funny at all. "Sideswipe, we could have crashed into someone. Why did you do that?" "I'm giving you a hint. Next time when you bring food in from Inside-Out Burger, you clean up whatever condiments you spill in my seats. Please." Rainbow's fists clenched a bit, but she just stopped and took a deep breath to relax. "*groans*, fine." She slumped back in her seat, awaiting for the light to change color but her demeanor quickly as she looked out the window and saw who was driving the hot rod. "Oh no." Rainbow said. She hit a finger on a button on the door, raising the window up, and slumped down in her seat to avoid being seen. "What, what is it? Decepticons? Someone from school?" Sideswipe asked. "No. Its a Shadowbolt from Crystal Prep. Indigo Zap." Rainbow said. "Oh... them." Sideswipe said. Over on the side, Indigo Zap dressed in her standard school uniform, including her goggles and studs on her ears, peaked out the side, seeing the 80s car on her left. She leaned herself up a bit to get a closer look and saw a smidge of rainbow hair sticking near the top. She gave a devious grin. "Wow. That's pathetic." Indigo said. Inside the car, Rainbow kept her head down, not wanting to be seen by Indigo. "Can't you just drive?" She urgently asked. "Its a red light Rainbow. I can't run it." Sideswipe replied. Rainbow just groaned. She peaked her eyes up to see what Indigo was doing and was met with anger. Indigo tossed a burger that splattered onto the side window, and she laughed. The green light flickered, and Indigo's car sped off like the wind. Sideswipe just groaned, he didn't like the food splattered over him. "Great, that's the second time I got food on me." Sideswipe groaned. "Just let it go Sideswipe," Rainbow said. "Let it go?" Sideswipe said as he drove once more. "Don't you have a sense of retaliation? I know you don't stop when someone pranks you." "But this is different. The Crystal Prep kids have been pranking and attacking us for years. We've never got back at them once, and usually when we try, they end up beating us up. I know from experience." Rainbow somberly said. "Well maybe you should try again. After all she did just toss food on your car." Sideswipe replied. "But how can I get her back?" Rainbow said. "Its not like I can... wait a minute. I can't believe I didn't think about this. I have a giant robot that can turn into a car with me. But how can I prank her?" Rainbow asked. "You know, I got a few ideas in mind..." Sideswipe said. Rainbow just gave a grin. She was highly interested in what Sideswipe had in mind. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3DoNzZIKbk Later that day, Indigo Zap drove down a stretch of open road, taking her car out for a speed run. She had been practicing her racing skills, and she was hoping that one day, she'd take this new skill out onto race tracks to race for big cash. But before she could even begin to race, she saw the same red 80s Lamborghini pull up in front of her path, and out the side, Rainbow Dash walked out. "Hello, Indigo Zap." Rainbow said, sneering. Indigo just smirked and walked out of her car too. "Hello again, Rainbow pride." Rainbow's eyebrows just furled. "Are you calling me gay?" Indigo just snickered a bit. "Depends on how much rainbow you live with. I'm going to say, a lot just based on your hair alone." Rainbow just stared on, not showing any form of amusement. "What ever happened to breaking our rivalry after the Friendship Games?" "Just because I agree that Cinch is a complete jerk, doesn't mean anything between us. I still share the same pride for my school, and I know you share your own pride for you school." Indigo said. She then looked to the side and her eyes gazed upon the red car that was sitting there. "What's with the piece of junk?" "Hey, that's my car, Indy. And I happen to like it. Its a classic." Indigo just huffed. "More like garbage." Rainbow stomped her foot. "What did you just call my car?" "You heard me. Its a piece of garbage." "Say that again. I dare you." Rainbow snarled. "Or what are you going to do? Fight me?" "I don't pick on random fights. Besides, I've got myself my own personal bodyguard." Rainbow said. "And that would be?" Indigo said. Rainbow just gave a smug look and then looked back at her car. Indigo chuckled. "Are you serious? Your car, is your body guard? How can that thing possibly--" "Sideswipe. Transform!" Rainbow shouted. Sideswipe violently transformed into robot mode and Indigo's jaw dropped and she fell to the ground. She slowly crawled away from the giant automaton, who slowly walked towards her and he kneed down to get a closer look. He gave a snarling mouth and furling eyebrows, "Bring it!" Indigo just moved back further. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" "For what?" Rainbow said. "I'm sorry for tossing that burger on your car! I promise I won't do it again, just don't kill me!" "Whoa, hold on. Kill you? Why would I kill you?" Sideswipe said. "W-Well, you wanted revenge, right?" Indigo asked. She was too afraid to know the answer. "Okay, now you're just jumping to conclusions." Sideswipe chuckled. "I'm not going to kill you. That would be downright cruel." Sideswipe said. "I am however, going to leave you with a warning. You leave my friends of CHS alone, and you will not, throw burgers on someone's windows. Understand?" "Y-yes. Of course." Indigo nodded. Sideswipe then looked at Indigo's hot rod, which he could see was very 80s-ish. He just gave a smile and nod of admiration. "I admire your style. Nice ride." Sideswipe said. Before Indigo could say anything, Sideswipe transformed back into car mode and opened up a car door for Rainbow to get in. She walked over, pulled Indigo back on her feet, and pushed some of the dust off her clothes. "Best not to lie down in the dirt. Later." Rainbow climbed inside of the car which backed up and then sped off, kicking dust right behind it leaving a shocked Indigo. Her jaw was hanging down, and she couldn't comprehend what she just saw. "I... I got to get a car like that." Tale Of SmallfootOn a farm, Ironhide was lending a hand to Applejack in loading up all of the apples into the crates so that they could be later stored for when they need to sell them. But they also got a hand from some others; a shrunken down to human size Smallfoot, Pathfinder, and Rainbow Dash. "Here's another crate, another one's ready to go." Smallfoot said as she put another one down. "Thanks. Just load them onto the truck." Applejack said. Smallfoot and Big Macintosh loaded them onto the truck, and Macintosh got into the truck, driving away the new food. Applejack then looked back at Smallfoot continuing to help load some more apples into crates, still being pretty silent. "I know there are some strange tales about how you guys joined the team to come here on Earth, but how did Smallfoot ever join you guys?" Applejack asked. Ironhide and Pathfinder looked at Applejack with some disorienting faces. Ironhide's face was on the shock side, and Beachcomber was on the worried as he kept glancing to look at Smallfoot, making sure she wasn't listening to their conversation. "Well, that's a bit of an interesting tale to tell." Beachcomber replied. "You know I think it'd be worth telling her about how she ended up with us." Ironhide said. Ironhide and Pathfinder took a seat, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash took some lawn chairs for them to sit in, and both of them opened up bottles of apple cider, listening to the story. "Alright, one thing we need to tell you first. Smallfoot isn't actually a Cybertronian. And neither am I." Pathfinder said. Applekjack's eyes widened and Rainbow's jaw dropped. "What do you mean she's not Cybertronian?" Rainbow Dash asked as she took a sip. "Smallfoot is a Gobot." Ironhide said, making Rainbow Dash spit up her drink in surprise. But she paused for a moment, letting the thought sink in. "Wait, what's a Gobot?" Rainbow Dash asked. "An almost extinct species of metallic aliens." Smallfoot interrupted. Their eyes bulged out of their heads to see Smallfoot was standing there in front of them. "Oh, uh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to talk about you behind your back." Ironhide blushed. Smallfoot shook her head. "Its fine Ironhide. Besides, if we're gonna stay on this planet they might as well know a little more about some of us. Including as to where someone like me and Pathfinder came from..." Outside in space, there existed another metallic planet. But this wasn't like other planets. This one was... incomplete. There was a top and bottom, but there was a giant core right in the middle of it. Its like of a bunch of explosions went off all around the planet, and the core and the top and bottom were what was left of it. "I came from another metallic world, a world named Gobotron. Our once peaceful planet ruled by bots like us, called the Guardians were continuing to battle in a life and death struggle with the sinister Renegade Gobots, led by their boss: Cy-kill." "Wasn't Cy-kill that motorcycle Con that you killed with an acid grenade?" Rainbow asked. "No that was someone else. That was a Cybertronian." Smallfoot replied. "Anyways, we kept battling on and on trying to gain control of our planet, but alas, our relentless war kept making us lose more and more of our brothers and sisters..." In a planning room, Smallfoot looked to see some of the Guardians contuning to plan their attack against Cy-Kill. But she couldn't help but feel completely helpless and useless. War after war, neither side won the battle. It was becoming all but too much for her to handle. She excused herself from the planning room and began walking down a set of hallways, watching some more Guardians walk on by. It took a while, but she finally made it to where she wanted to be. She leaned over a railing ledge that was outside, and watched the busy streets and civilians below. She could only imagine how they were feeling towards the whole battle. Her lips trembled and her eyes were watering. She wanted this fight to be over, but it hadn't. No one was winning, but they were all losing. How many more lives and energy had to be lost because of their differences? Smallfoot buried her face in her hands as she sobbed her eyes out. She didn't even notice the door had opened up and there was someone else walking onto the balcony. It wasn't until she felt a hand pat her back that she stopped and looked up to see who it was. There she was looking at a gray head with red visor eyes, and a blue body. "O-oh... Fl-Flip Top. W-what are you doing out here?" Smallfoot said, trying to regain her composure. "I saw how distressed you look. I wanted to make sure you were okay. I can see that you're not." Flip Top replied. Smallfoot nodded. "You're not handling the war very well. I can tell." Flip Top said in a calm voice. "Y-yes.." Smallfoot whimpered. "I just... I can't take this fighting anymore. We've been fighting for generations, and we haven't even won once. We've just been losing more and more soldiers." Flip Top nodded. He understood very well of how she felt of the situation. "You know... I think if you want, I can get you away from here." Flip Top asked. Smallfoot's entire body jerked up from the railing. That got her attention. "What do you mean?" Smallfoot asked. "Me and a group of Guardians have been planning to leave this dying world, in an attempt to find a new world for us to live on. A world without fighting, no war, no explosions, complete peace. I immediately thought of you when we discussed this plan." Smallfoot paused, thinking about Flip Top's offer. It seemed like a fair deal. If he was gonna get out of the dying world, she wanted to come along. She looked back under her green visor, and Flip Top could tell from under her visor she was on board. "When do we move?" Smallfoot asked. "We're loading up a shuttle for us to leave. We can move a lot faster if you can give us a hand?" Flip Top asked. Smallfoot gave a sincere smile. "I'll help." "Alright then. Lets transform and get going." Flip Top's body began a transformation. His arms folded up, his legs transformed into an end of a helicopter, and blades began spinning on his back. Smallfoot transformed too, arms folding in, her head tucking in her chest, and her legs flipping back. Both of them transformed into their vehicle modes and they raced through the hallways to get down into the docking bay where the rest of their Guardian friends were. There Smallfoot could see some of her allies loading up into one of their shuttles. Specifically Heat Seeker, Turbo, Scratch, and two other females: Pathfinder and Sparky. "Flip-Top, Smallfoot, you made it." Turbo said with some joy. "Sorry for being late. Are we ready to go?" Flip Top asked. "No, we finished it while you were playing Sweet Romeo with Smallfoot." Heat Seeker replied. Flip Top stopped and saw Smallfoot blush a bit, and he turned his head back to see Pathfinder and Sparky snickering. "Are we gonna stand here and crack jokes or are we gonna get out of here?" Flip Top grumbled. "Of course. Lets go!" Scratch called out. The Guardians entered aboard the shuttle and sat in chairs, with control modules in front of them. They wasted no time, getting them started up. The power began to start up, the lights turned on, and the ship began to move from its parked space. Turbo, a red colored Guardian with a green chest, looked out the window of the front as he pulled the ship out. "Goodbye, Leader-1..." Turbo somberly said. Smallfoot felt a tear come down her own face. "Goodbye, Gobotron. Forever..." The ship pulled itself up, and it soared out of the hangar, flying out into space, where the boarded Guardians looked out to see their dead planet, one last time. Smallfoot placed her hand on the window, and felt tears coming down, as she watched their dead planet get smaller and smaller as they left. But she felt a hand pat her on the shoulder. She looked and gave a weak smile to see Flip Top next to her. "We're all here for you. You know that right?" "I know." Smallfoot said. "I just hope Gobotron serves a new purpose, perhaps bringing back more life, or even becomes inhabitable for us again. She looked back to her home, one last time as they blasted off into space, as the hyperdrive made a big push, blasting them off into space. Applejack looked at Smallfoot, pain heavy in the former Guardian's eyes. "Wow... I'm so sorry." Applejack said. Smallfoot looked back towards Applejack. "Don't be. You're not the reason for what happened to our world next..." "What do you mean?" Rainbow asked. Smallfoot's hand was shaking. "I... I... I don't even know how to explain it." Pathfinder gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Its okay. You don't need to tell them." "No, I have to. I... I want to." Smallfoot quivered. "When we went off into space, apparently some Renegades decided to abandon Cybertron as well, even agreed to make peace with us on the way until we found a new home for all of us to claim. But something went wrong... I... I don't know how to describe it..." Smallfoot sat at the controls, hitting a few buttons and switches as they kept going in space. She looked towards another monitor and saw the Renegade ship flying with them, and gave a small smile. She was glad that there were some Renegades that decided to abandon the war as well to try and find a new home. But sure enough, an alarm went blaring off on the monitor. She hit the button to see and from a grid like pattern, she could see there was a giant object moving its way towards Gobotron. "Uh Turbo? Our ship's detected an unidentified object heading for Gobotron." Smallfoot said with concern. "Is that really something for us to be concerned about?" Pathfinder asked. "Well, no, but, I... just look!" Smallfoot screeched. Everyone ran over to the monitor and their eyes bulged out of their heads when they saw what it was. It wasn't like anything that they had seen... "We must head back to Gobotron at once!" Turbo ordered. "Tell the Renegades, we've got to go back!" Outside, the ships halted their engines and made a spin around, going the opposite direction, going back to where Gobotron was located. They didn't know what they had just seen, but they couldn't waste any time. The engines hit for hyperdrive and they went off back to Gobotron in a flash. Everything was zooming right past them, and it seemed as if all of life flashed before their eyes. Once the ships came to a halt, they couldn't believe it. Their whole planet was being... destroyed. Crushed. Obliterated. And they couldn't do anything about it. They saw some Guardian and Renegade shuttles trying to flee, but they were quickly destroyed in their attempts to escape. "No..." Smallfoot said. "Impossible..." Pathfinder gasped. Smallfoot just stood and watched as their planet was being destroyed, until nothing was left. There wasn't any remains of metal, or parts flying around. There was just... nothing. The giant object then just kept moving and went in a different direction, continuing to move forward, not going towards the two remaining ships that were still there. Smallfoot just dropped to her knees, and felt even more pain in her eyes. Stuck in a war was one thing, but now her entire planet was gone and they couldn't even return back to it. She sobbed in her hands, not caring about anything else around her. Once Smallfoot finished, she felt tears coming down from her face. She wiped them away and looked back towards Applejack and Rainbow Dash. "I don't even know what it was... but alas, Gobotron is no more. Leader-1, Scooter, Zeemon, they... they're all gone." Smallfoot replied. "After we all escaped, we wounded up getting boarded by Decepticons, who took us prisoner. The Renegades however were allowed to roam with them after they explained their situation, and from there, they got positions in working for Lord Megatron. As for us, well, we escaped on our own and crashed onto a city on Cybertron. From there, we were met by Optimus Prime and some of his fellow Autobots. We explained ourselves and they took us in. They gave us a home. They gave us something worth fighting for. While I may not have liked fighting, I for one swore to help the Autobots in protecting their home. I lost my home, I wasn't going to let them lose theirs." Applejack and Rainbow had leaned forward in their chairs, as they listened to their story. They couldn't have imagined how horrible they felt after that experience. "Alas... me, Heat Seeker, and Smallfoot here are the only Guardians left. Well, at least on Earth." Pathfinder said. "I remember now... Turbo and Flip Top..." Rainbow gasped. Smallfoot nodded. "They didn't make it." Applejack stood up and gave a pat on shoulder. Smallfoot looked towards Applejack who gave her a sincere smile. "I'm sorry about the loss of your home. Believe me, I am. But you don't need to worry. The Autobots have worked together for years, and now you have a new home. You don't need to worry." Applejack said. Smallfoot gave a weak smile and accepted a hug from Applejack who patted her on the shoulder. Pathfinder also gave a hug to Smallfoot too. As bad as Smallfoot felt, it was nice to have her friends by her side. While she may had lost a home in space, she gained another home. And, she gained something even greater. A family. What A Knockout!Over in a part of town, in a small shop, there was one girl with white skin and purple hair working inside a clothing boutique. She had been helping one little girl with pale skin, green eyes, and white and light purple hair take measurements for a dress. And two of her friends were there because they had to take measurements too, along with Applejack and Rainbow Dash. "Rarity, how long is this going to take?" "Perfection takes time Sweetie Belle. You want to look great when you attend Diamond Tiara's party don't you?" Rarity asked. Sweetie Belle groaned. "Yes..." "Don't you worry, I won't be any longer. Knockout, can you hand me the purple fabrics?" Rarity looked to the side. "The passion purple, the Dark Energon purple, or the luminescent purple that looks like one of those 3-D images from those comic books?" Rarity paused, thinking of which one he was refering to. "Um... the passion purple." Knockout appeared from a curtain, down to Rarity's size holding a roll of purple fabric in his talons. He extended an arm out and gave it to Rarity for her to accept. "Thank you, Knockout," Rarity smiled. "Not a problem at all Rarity. How's the new dress coming along?" "Oh, its almost done. Soon all three of them will be able to attend the party in roughly, half, half an hour maybe," Rarity said. Knockout grinned and walked over to another table, doing some more organization, giving Rarity a hand around the boutique which made Rarity happy. It was nice to have another hand around the boutique, especially for someone who had an eye for fashionable looks. "Rarity, how come Knockout looks like he was a Decepticon?" Applebloom asked. "Applebloom! You don't ask those kinds of questions!" Applejack scolded. "Applejack, its quite alright. Everyone's picked up on the look. But if you're interested Applebloom, its because I was a Decepticon," Knockout said. The Crusader's eyes widened in shock. He, a Decepticon? But that was impossible, just based on how well he got along with everyone, he was well mannered like a gentleman. "But if you're an ex-Decepticon, how did you ever join the Autobots?" Scootaloo asked. Knockout chuckled slightly, "Well now that's an interesting tale to tell. You girls have time for a story?" The girls looked at one another, giving nods. Knockout grinned. "Then I suggest you take a seat, because this story's about to get quite...interesting..." Knockout said. Over in a Decepticon base, the malevolent Decepticons continued to discuss plans for another attack. And of course, they were all being nasty about it. And one lone Decepticon watched from behind a door... "Decepticons, we cannot allow these putrid Autobots to win again!" Crasher yelled. "But how can we stop them!?" Drag Strip yelled. "I don't know, but we'll think of something," Crasher said. "If only our Energon supply was higher, we'd be able to get a clearer map." "Tell that to Knockout, he barely gets anything for us around here!" Swindle grumbled. "Stupid self-entitled useless scrapheap..." Crasher grumbled. Knockout's eyes glowed with fury, and he gritted his teeth. He wanted to immediately make the pounce and jump on them, but there were more Cons and only one of him so that option was right out the window. He pondered to himself, deep in his own thoughts, not caring about anything around him. They called him scrap, they called him useless... He had been questioning his loyalty to the Decepticons for a while now. Maybe this was the time where he needed to leave. Knockout had been planning to defect to the Autobots for quite a while. His loyalties lied with them, and even his morals and ideals lined up with the Autobots more than what they did with the Decepticons. He'd pack only a few essentials, then leave. But Optimus Prime would ask him to prove himself. No worries, he'd just keep a comlink channel onto Decepticon activity and then he could reveal their locations and bases. Knockout found himself standing near the exit of the base. This was it. The time to leave the Decepticons forever, and join the Autobots. But would they be accepting of him joining their side? Well, it'd be a risk he had to take. The time was now. He had to go. He had to join them. He was never welcome in the ranks of the Decepticons, but maybe with the Autobots he'd be welcome. Knockout looked at himself again, and stared at the Decepticon logo on his chest, which was glowing a purple glow. "Goodbye Decepticon Knockout," Knockout said, readying a claw. He made a quick swipe across his chest, making a clear scratch across the symbol, making the glow begin to slowly fade away and the purple fade away. Knockout transformed into a Cybertronian car mode and sped along the empty streets of Cybertron, heading for the nearest Autobot base he could find. Luckily for him, there were no Decepticons around to chase him or try and hunt him down. After an hour of driving, he finally found an Autobot base right in front of him. He made a halt, trying not to give any of them a surprise. And soon, he slowly began to drive up towards the base in a calm manner. But his drive up to the base was quickly stopped when several Autobots jumped from behind pointing guns at his vehicle mode. "Hold it right there Knockout," Sideswipe gritted his teeth. Knockout immediately transformed into robot mode and raised his hands in the air. "Easy, I didn't come here to stage an attack." "Tell that to Optimus Prime," Hound snarled. Before Knockout could react, Sideswipe grabbed ahold of Knockout, allowing Hound to handcuff Knockout's hands behind his back. "Wait, I'm serious! I mean you no harm!" Knockout pleaded. "Then why did you come here by yourself? Did Megatron send you? And if so are you stupid or just obedient?" Sideswipe asked. "Megatron didn't send me alone. I..." Knockout sighed in between, "I came here by my own means. I want to talk with Optimus Prime." Hound and Sideswipe looked at each other, with some questionable looks. They looked around, surveying the area for any signs of Decepticons that were around them. But as far as their eyes could see, there were no signs of them around. "Alright, we'll take you in. But we're all keeping an eye on you, Decepticon..." Hound growled. "Okay, thank you." The two Autobots pushed Knockout inside the base, and they continued to walk through some of the hallways, passing by more Autobots along the way. Each of them were shocked to see that they had Knockout in their possession. However Knockout still tried to keep a friendly first impression. "Hello Windcharger. Gears. Turbo. Inferno, how's the tailpipe? Perceptor, I admire your theories on space and time. Bluestreak, been a while." Sideswipe and Hound rolled their eyes. They couldn't even believe what they were doing right now. A door opened up, revealing an inner planning room. There in the middle was a giant holoprojection of some of the area on Cybertron, and standing around it was Optimus, Ironhide, Wheeljack, Arcee, and Bumblebee. Their heads turned to see Knockout in Hound and Sideswipe's possession and they gave some questionable looks. "Did you just capture Knockout?" Wheeljack asked. "No. He came here by himself. Said he wanted to speak with Optimus Prime. But I refuse to believe that any Decepticon would come here by himself," Hound said as he roughed Knockout around. "Dah!" Knockout screeched. Soon he was held back by Hound and Sideswipe's arms, who both had strong grips on him. Knockout looked up to face Optimus and the others who stood before him. "I'll tell you anything you want to know," Knockout wheezed. "And what is it that you desire in return?" Optimus asked. Knockout stay silent for a moment. He was trying to build up the courage to say what he wanted, but he was too terrified to say anything. "Well? Spit it out! What do you want?" Sideswipe asked. Knockout sighed, "I... I want to join, your side." The Autobots stared at him with shock. They didn't know how to react to this news. They didn't know if they should be glad, happy, or worried. They never had seen a Decepticon want to defect to the Autobots before. Knockout sunk back. He felt like he had screwed up badly. But he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He turned his head back up to gaze at Optimus Prime. "If that is your decision, we will gratefully accept you." "WHAT!?" The Autobots in the room yelled. "No Decepticon comes by themselves without order. And if Knockout came by himself, along with destroying his own tracking mechanism from the Decepticons..." Optimus said, gesturing to the scratched out Decepticon mark on his chest, "Then he is speaking true words." Knockout sighed in relief, "Thank you. Optimus Prime." "How long had you been planning to join us Knockout?" Optimus asked. "I had planned to join you several stellar cycles back. Since the insults, the deceits, the abuse, and little no appreciation kept piling up and I just about had it. Hence why I'm here today," Knockout said. Optimus kept a neutral expression, taking in what was just told. But eventually he offered a smile. "You won't need to worry about them anymore. And Knockout?" Optimus asked, while also make a head gesture to Hound and Sideswipe. Knockout was about to speak but then listened to the sound of stasis cuffs unlocking. He moved around some more and realized he could now move his arms. He moved them back to the front and gripped his wrist slightly, feeling the strains that the cuffs had put on him. Optimus gave another friendly smile. "Welcome, to the Autobots." Knockout gave a grin back and made one slight bow. "I promise from this day forth til the day that I die, my devotion will stay with the Autobots." "Til all are one," Optimus said. "Til all, are one," Knockout replied. "And from that very day, I began my training with the Autobots. I learned how they operated, I understood their techniques, and soon enough I was welcomed aboard. For the most part. I still get a few angry looks and comments here and there, but it hasn't bothered me as much any more," Knockout said. The Crusaders were no longer preparing for new dresses, they were all sitting along the runway model stage, listening to Knockout's story. The Crusaders found high interest in his tale. "But why doesn't that bother you?" Applebloom asked. Knockout gave a sincere smile feeling very proud, "Because the great Optimus Prime, welcomed me aboard his crew. He's the reason I'm still with the Autobots today, and I'm never leaving their side." Perfect Battle CryOver in a part of the Autobot base in Nevada, in the Ark that was still crashed and stuck in the volcano, one lone girl in an Autobot fighting suit kept pacing back and forth, with a pad of notebook paper in one hand, and a pencil in the other, tapping her chin. She had been trying to think of a perfect battle cry to use out on the field to inspire and lead the Autobots to victory, but she wasn't coming up with anything in mind. "Hm... ugh, how can I do this? Optimus had the perfect battle cry, I've got to come up with something else that's great," Sunset groaned, "Okay, keep it together Sunset. You can do this. There are tons of people out there and famous characters, that have had witty battle cries, lets just think here." Sunset continued pace, tapping her chin with the pencil. "Lets see... Ooh! Autobots, roll and recapture!" Sunset yelled pumping a fist in the air. She paused for a moment, but now that she listened to it, it didn't sound very correct. Not a lot of missions relied on capturing anyone. "No, that doesn't make any sense." Sunset scribbled that idea furiously out on the paper in a big 'X'. "Okay, lets think, what can be a good battle cry?" Sunset continued tapping at her chin with the pencil, but was then replaced with her scratching at it with her hand. Suddenly, a big smile crept on her face as an idea came onto her head. "Autobots, rip it up and ride it out!" The more Sunset thought about that remark, her lips drooped, thinking about a disturbing idea that had just popped into her mind. "That's just... wrong." Soon enough, an alarm went off. Sunset turned around to face the control panel, and hit a few keys. "Energon deposit!" Sunset grinned. Several running footsteps came charging revealing a few Autobots that came charging in. "Sunset, we heard there's an Energon deposit. Should we go get it?" Trailbreaker asked. Sunset's Headmaster head component displayed nothing but pure joy on her face. "Alright, shall we go?" The Wreckers gave confirming nods. "Okay then. Autobots! Lets rev up and roll out!" Sunset yelled raising a fist into the air, pointing out into the desert. Awkward silence was all Sunset received alongside the sound of clanking further in the base, and the sound of a cat making a low meow. Sunset waited for a response, but she was given no response. She turned around to look at Trailbreaker, Mirage, and Hound just staring at her in awkwardness. Sunset sighed heavily, "I'll work on that last part." Sunset's Autobot suit transformed into the big rig mode, and the rest of the Autobots transformed and rolled on out for their mission. The mission went without a hitch, and they got all of the Energon supply they needed. "We've got what we came here. Shall we go?" Trailbreaker asked. "Yes, of course. Autobots, lets rev, rock, and rumble!" Sunset said in a silly tone, along with moving her body in a silly way. Trailbreaker just replied by facepalming himself and Hound and Mirage hissed, finding what Sunset just said to be very cringworthy. "Oh really?" Sunset asked, standing straight again, "I kind of liked that one." "Wordplay isn't really your strong suit Sunset," Hound said. "Alright lets just go," Sunset sighed. Sunset transformed into vehicle mode, and the Autobots followed after. They still couldn't comprehend what she said. "So, let me get this straight, you're trying to find a battle cry?" Knockout asked. "Why not just use the simple one we all use like 'transform and roll out'? Or even 'Til All Are One' is good battle cry." "Because I want to come up with something of my own, and I don't want to steal from Optimus," Sunset said. Bumblebee chuckled, "Sunset, we've all used 'Transform and Roll Out' before." "Just show us what you've got so far Sunset," Rainbow asked. "Okay, okay," Sunset said. She pulled out the wad of notebook paper she had out, and looked at some of them. "Oh okay, how about this? Autobots! Gas it up and blow it out!" The girls and the Autobots all stared at Sunset with highly disturbed face. There were so many things wrong with that statement that they couldn't even comprehend it. Sunset saw their disturbed faces, "Okay, so I should have thought that one through more. No big deal." Sunset scribbled that battle cry out in a big 'X' and moved on to another one. "Okay, how about this one? Lets hit the tires, and light the fires! No, wait. Someone's using that battle cry, never mind," Sunset scratched that statement out in the paper. "Sunset? May I ask you a question?" Rarity asked. "How long have you been trying to figure these out?" "Uh... few hours. Why?" Sunset asked. Rarity looked at Sunset with a nervous smile. "No... reason." As time went on, it began to become darker and darker outside. The girls were to the point where they just fell asleep. Even the poor Autobots were starting to drift off to sleep. It took the loud footsteps of the Autobots leader to get all of their attention. "What, what wha.... what happened? Is it over?" Rainbow asked. Optimus looked at the states that the girls were in, they looked exhausted beyond all belief. "Autobots, take the night off and take the girls home." Optimus ordered. Ironhide yawned, "On it Prime. Come on Applejack, I got you," Ironhide said sleepy. The Autobot guardians transformed into vehicle modes, ready to make the drive. But the girls were already fast asleep. So in a quick move, some arms transformed out in vehicle mode and carefully grabbed the girls and placed them inside the vehicle modes, where the seat belts connected with the sound of a click, and the seats reclined back for the girls to fall asleep. The vehicles engines revved up, and the Autobot guardians zoomed out of the base in a flash, not going back. "Sunset, you must get some rest," Optimus said. "No, I must..." Sunset soon began drifting off, starting to become sleepy. "I can... find the perfect one... Autobots, roll up, and... and.. roll up..." Sunset just fell to her feet, exhausted. Cliffjumper stared at Sunset with some slight shock, "That has be Sunset's worst battle cry, yet." Optimus simply picked up Sunset with both hands, and transformed into truck mode. Without hesitation, he raced out of the base, driving into the desert, on his way to get Sunset back to her where she belonged. And hopefully she wouldn't try and make more battle cries. The Autobots all agreed her battle cries just... the worst. Energon'Os Cereal Part 1In a part of Canterlot City, in a small filming set, one girl with fiery hair and orange-yellow skin in an Autobot fighting suit sat in a chair, in front of a blue covered table. This was Sunset Shimmer. And on that table, there was a bowl with pink Energon shaped cereal bits, a glass cup filled with orange juice, and a cereal box that had Autobot artwork on it. Sunset Shimmer had been requested to do a commercial for a new brand of cereal that was coming out, in respect to the Autobots. And since Sunset was the closest friend to the Autobots, she was requested that she'd perform in the commercial. "So, whats my line?" Sunset asked to a man off-screen. "Oh, okay. I can do this." Sunset cleared her throat, and began speaking. "Hi everybody. I'm Phoenix Prime, second-in-command of the Autobots. As you know, I work alongside with Optimus Prime and the valiant Autobots of Cybertron. But I can never start a morning to fight the enemy without a healthy bowl of Energon-O's. Energon-O's is part of a complete breakfast. It has all of the vitamins and minerals that you children need, and every box of Energon-O's has a free prize inside," Sunset said, reaching her hand into the box. She reached in further, and soon enough, she pulled out a small rectangular metallic blue device. "Oh look at that. Its a.... its uh.... Um..." Sunset puzzled. She honestly had no idea what this was. But before she could respond, Wheeljack poked his head from out the side, getting in front of the camera. "Its a cosmitron!" Wheeljack pulled away, allowing Sunset to continue. "Oh, right, a cosmitron. Whatever that is," Sunset just tossed the small blue device off the side so it wouldn't be seen. "So, Moms, Dads, pick up a box of Energon-O's. The best cereal on Cybertron, and your planet too," Sunset winked. Sunset looked to the director, who was behind the camera. "How's that?" "Oh that was perfect Sunset, marvelous. Now just take a bite of the cereal," The director called. "Uh... take a..." Sunset scratched her head. How could she take a bite of the cereal, when she was in her Autobot suit. And the bigger question was, how could she even eat when her Autobot suit had no mouth? "How am I supposed to take a bite without a mouth? This suit doesn't really have a jaw, per say, and its kind of modeled after Optimus Prime so..." Sunset hesitated. "Uh... art department!" the director called off screen. Take Two: Rainbow Dash/Rainspeed with Wheeljack After the failure of the first take (and several more takes after that) Rainbow was called up by Sunset to take her place while Sunset took a much needed break. Rainbow kindly said yes and eventually showed up to the studio in her Autobot battle suit. And because the commercial flocked attention, somehow Wheeljack's attention was taken and now he joined in as well. "This is a bad idea..." Rainbow grumbled. "Aw, come on," Wheeljack said. "I'll show you how its done. I've studied all of your commercials, and I know just how to do them." "Ugh, fine." Rainbow said. "Okay, ready and... action!", the director called. "I'm Rainspeed," Rainbow began. "And I'm Wheeljack, the Autobots most brilliant and talented engineer," Wheeljack said with pride. Rainbow face-palmed, "Oh my god..." "And we're here to talk about this totally awesome new cereal, called Energon-O's. I tell you, this cereal is so tasty, you're gonna love it!" Wheeljack clutched the spoon in his gray hand and he dipped it into the bowl of cereal. Once there was a spoonful of the mini Energon, he hit it against his mask covered mouth and pretended to eat it. "Mmm!" Wheeljack said enthusiastically. Rainbow could practically hear his jaw hitting together like he was eating it. "Now that's delicious! Tastes so good! Yum!" Rainbow just gave Wheeljack a weird look, "What, are you doing?" Wheeljack just continued pretending to eat, "I'm eating the cereal, tastes good!" "But you're not actually eating it. Do you even have a mouth? I don't even think you have a mouth!" "Well of course Rainbow," Wheeljack said, "I'm pretending to eat it. Its called, acting." Rainbow rolled her eyes, "Wheeljack, its still on the spoon. You can clearly see it!" "Nah, they can edit that stuff out. Haven't you heard of movie magic?" Wheeljack said waving his hand around. Rainbow just rolled her eyes again and turned away, "You're an idiot." Wheeljack's eyebrows furled and he snarled, "Hey, I was just trying to help you out!" "Yeah, well, I didn't ask, so..." Rainbow droned. "Well you knew yourself did!" Wheeljack said as he pushed the bowl of cereal away from him still snarling. "And don't ask me for any help next time you need someone to make you some new power suits!" "Yeah, Uh-huh," Rainbow said sarcastically. Wheeljack looked back, still keeping an angry look. "You know what? I hope those Predacons kick your *bleep*!" Wheeljack snapped as he kept on pointing at Rainbow, before slamming his fist on the table. "Hey, maybe if you knew how to make a power suit that would actually work and wouldn't constantly backfire on us, maybe, just maybe we could have had a chance!" Wheeljack glared, "What... did you say?" "Working suits, Wheeljack!" Rainbow snapped. "Oh you are never going to let that go, will you?" "Hey! Lets make the suits incredibly weak so the Decepticons can easily pull us from our only means of defending ourselves! I'm Wheeljack, I make terrible suits!" "Okay, that's it! Come here!" Wheeljack tackled Rainbow Dash, and the two fell on the ground, behind the table. All the while parts were flying up in the air, either hitting the back of the screen, or being tossed at the equipment. "You talk that way about my work!? I'll show you what I can make!" "Um, cut! Cut! We can't use any of that!", the director yelled, "Guys? Guys?" None of them were even paying attention, they just kept on fighting and throwing things around as they wrestled on the ground. They didn't even notice Pinkie Pie stepping from the corner, poking her head out. "Um... I don't think they're evening listening anymore. I'm gonna call someone to break them up," Pinkie replied, "But, oooh!" Pinkie's eyes were locked on to the Energon cereal that was on the table. She walked over to the table and she looked down at the food. "Alright if I can have this?" "Go right ahead, at this point, we'll just cut and reshoot this with someone else cast to do it." "Okay!" Pinkie just picked up the whole bowl and she shoved it in her face, devouring all of the cereal in the bowl. Once she was done, she set the bowl down, and she let out a loud BELCH!!! "Excuse me," Pinkie giggled, "That was delicious!" During another time, Fluttershy and Bumblebee were asked to try and do the commercial, and both were very eager to try and give their input on the commercial. But this time, Fluttershy was allowed to just be in her normal clothes and just sit with Bumblebee since the two were roughly the same size to one another. Take 3: Fluttershy/Flutterblades with Bumblebee "Ready, and... action!" Bumblebee cleared his throat, "Good morning everybody! I'm Bumblebee!" "And I'm Fluttershy," Fluttershy smiled. "And we're here today to tell you all about this new cereal, called Energon'Os." "Energon'O's is part of a complete breakfast, and it has all of the vitamins and minerals that you children need," Fluttershy continued with a friendly composure. "And every box of Energon'Os comes with a free prize inside," Bumblebee said digging into the box, this time pulling out a toy, not the little device that Wheeljack possessed. The toy that was in Bumblebee's hand was a miniature form of himself, much like an action figure. "Every box of Energon'Os comes with an action figure of one of your favorite Autobots, and there are many different ones that you could possibly collect," Fluttershy replied. "So, Moms and Dads around the world, pick up a box of Energon'Os. The best cereal on Cybertron... your planet too," Bumblebee winked. "H-How was that?" "Bumblebee, Fluttershy, that was the best take I've seen all day. I haven't seen a pair work together so well," the director said. The two just blushed harshly as their cheeks turned red. "Now, there's just one more thing, Bumblebee, Fluttershy, can you two take a bite of the cereal?" "Um, sure," Fluttershy replied. "Of course," Bumblebee continued. Both took spoons and took bites into the cereal. The microphone could pick up the sounds of chewing as they chowed down on the cereal, giving their product a taste. "Hm... this is really good," Fluttershy smiled, "I love it!" Bumblebee still was chewing what he had in his mouth, "While its not Energon... its still good." Bumblebee swallowed the cereal in his mouth and he went for another bite. But just as he took in another bite, he froze as he heard a loud sizzling sound coming from within his stomach. His head began to pound against himself, and he felt pain going down to his chest. "Ooooh.... Oh my electrodes!" Bumblebee groaned in pain as sat at the table while Fluttershy moved over to provide comfort. "Oh dear, that's not supposed to happen. Mr. Bumblebee? Is everything alright?" "Bumblebee? Are you okay?" Bumblebee looked up and his expression changed to angry, "No, what's in this stuff!?" His angry expression went away again and he continued to groan in pain. "Um... are you sure you don't want to call someone Mr. Bumblebee? We could call a doctor, or--" Bumblebee raised a hand up, and he got on his feet while his other hand still held onto his stomach. "If you'll excuse me... I've got to jettison some weight," Bumblebee urgently said as he ran off the set. Fluttershy just sat in shock as she saw her friend run off the set with such urgency, and then she looked back to the camera. "Um... cut." My New Guardian Part 1After the celebration at CHS, everyone was heading back on their way home. All of the students were going back to their normal homes, including all of the students at Crystal Prep. As for the Shadowbolt girls consisting of Indigo, Sour, Sugarcoat, Lemon, and Sunny, they were going home on the Friday night. After helping set up the party and battling Decepticons, they were up for some much needed rest. And they were going home feeling much safer than they were a few days ago. Because now they could go home with their new Autobot guardians who would be watching over them making sure that no one would be hurting them. There was only one issue... how would their families react to knowing that they went out into a dangerous situation fighting intergalactic terrorists from outer space? Indigo sat in the driver seat of Hound in his military jeep mode, in the driveway of her home late at night, around 6:30. Around her neck was the medal handed to her by the Autobots. Her fingers patted the steering wheel as she sat there, thinking. How could she bring this up to her father? How could she explain her to dad what had happened, and the military jeep that she brought home with her? "You okay Indigo?", Hound asked. Indigo looked down on the steering wheel, sweat running down her forehead. "Uh... no," Indigo replied. "I'll admit, I don't know how I can tell my dad about this. If he found out I was nearly killed by those Decepticons, he would freak out. How can I even tell him about you?" "Don't," Hound bluntly said. Indigo's eyes widened, "What?" "Don't tell him. There are things that some people can know, and there are some things that people don't need to know. This is one of those things. If you want to tell him, I won't stand in your way. But its up to you whether you tell him what happened or not." Indigo nodded, "You're right. I can tell him. But not today. I have an idea on how to explain this." Indigo made a leap off the side of the jeep and pressed the button to open up the garage door. She turned her body around to look at Hound with a smirk on her face. "Okay Hound old buddy, I can't wait to see the looks on my Dad's when I tell him--" "Tell me what, Indigo?", a stern voice said from the garage. Indigo froze when she heard that cold hard voice. She was too afraid to even imagine what the source was thinking. She slowly turned around with a hesitated grin on her face. "Uh, hey, D-Dad...", Indigo said. Emerging from the darkness of the garage, revealed Indigo's father. He had pale skin like Indigo's, short black hair, a dark blue blazer with a graphic of a blue lightning bolt firing out of a pair of cloudy eagle wings, and tan pants with black shoes. His scowl was terrifying to look at, it was like he was staring down into Indigo's soul. Indigo gulped, "Um... what's up?" "Let me get this straight Indigo, I get a call about a terrorist attack at CHS during the Friendship Games, and you never thought to call me? Do you realize how scared I was for your own safety?" "I know I... what?" Indigo was caught off guard. "Indigo. Lightning. Zap. You should have called me to let me know you were okay, I was scared out of my mind," Indigo's father said with a stern voice. Indigo sighed. At least he wasn't asking about the car. "I know... I'm sorry Dad. I should have called you. I guess you're going to have to ground me, aren't you?" "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ground you? Why would I ground you?" Indigo's eyes darted side to side, thinking. "Well, I didn't call you, and I thought that would--" "Let me stop you there kiddo. I'm not going to ground you over that. I am however going to ask that you call me from now on when something like that happens, okay? I just want to make sure you're alright," Indigo's dad said with a hint of warmness. Indigo nodded, "Understood sir. I'm sorry." Indigo's dad smile, "Come here kiddo..." Indigo's dad pulled his daughter in for a hug, and while Indigo was caught by surprise, she gave one in return. Once she pulled back, her father looked at the golden medal around her neck. "What's that medal kiddo? Did Crystal Prep win again?", Indigo's father said, sounding giddy. "Uh... no. We never actually finished the games. I uh... got this for, something... else," Indigo said, hesitantly. "What do you mean?" Indigo could feel sweat running down her forehead. How was he going to react when she told him? "Okay, uh... that terrorist attack that happened at CHS? It wasn't a terrorist attack. It was a bunch of gunmen trying to find some valuable jewels that were hidden in the school, and so... me and the girls stopped them and we were uh, rewarded." Indigo's father raised a brow, "you did... what?" "I know it sounds stupid, and I know its dangerous to deal with people that have highly loaded weapons but--" "Indigo. That is... awesome!" "I... what?" Indigo sputtered. "You handled criminals on your own with just you and your friends? Kiddo, that's the coolest thing I've ever heard from you. I told you that you could use your gifts for good instead of rivalry," Indigo's father ruffled up Indigo's hair a bit, making her giggle a bit. "I know, I know," Indigo said, "use your gifts for good instead for your own greedy desires. I've heard you make that speech thousands of times." Indigo's father just nodded and patted his daughter's shoulders, "I'm just glad to see you're okay kiddo. Your mom would have been proud of you." Indigo nodded. Indigo's father looked to the side and his eyes widened a bit to see the old green military jeep that was parked in the driveway. "Um... Indigo. Would you care to explain to me the military car you have right here?" Indigo froze when she heard him say that. Now it looked like she was gonna be exposed for good. She slowly turned around to look at the green jeep and gulped before turning around to her father. "Well, Dad, uh... as a reward for helping stopping those bad guys, they gave me this jeep as a reward. All fixed up for me to take out on drives," Indigo said. Her father took another look at the vehicle, and he gave somewhat of a grin. That was a very nice looking car. "Do you know what kind of car that is?" Indigo smirked, "a 1943 Mitsubishi J59 military jeep. I know my cars." Indigo's father shook his head, "Okay, okay. So let me get this straight, they just gave you this car? I thought you wanted something like a hot rod or a sports car." "I did, but... not anymore. After I saw this bad boy," Indigo said as she walked to the car, patting the hood, "I couldn't say no. How awesome is this? Can I keep it? Please?" Indigo's father sighed, "Okay, since they gave it to you as a reward, I suppose I'll allow you to keep it. But its your responsibility, you have to maintain it and pay for any damage and repairs it needs. Understood?" Indigo nodded, "Loud and clear sir." "Good. Now what you say you pull that thing into the garage, and we make some celebratory cheeseburgers?" Indigo grinned, "Yes!" With Lemon Zest, she didn't have a car to show off. But rather a new boombox to show off. Since Blaster could transform into a hand held object, it made carrying him back to her home a lot easier. Besides, Lemon preferred walking than driving. "You sure your dad will be cool with me?" Blaster asked. "Yeah dude. Besides I've already got a cover for you. I bought you at a store where they sell old stuff, and I traded my new radio in for you because you're cooler," Lemon grinned. "Oh, just to warn you, I do have a few dogs so don't be alarmed when they start barking when I enter in the door." Lemon put Blaster down next to her feet as she reached for her key. She put it into the lock and opened up the door. Once it was open, she picked up Blaster and carried him inside as she went into her home. "Dad! I'm home!" "I'll be right down in a second!" Lemon's father called. And at that moment, four little fluffy puppies came charging at Lemon with excitement. "Hey babies!" Lemon took a knee down to hug her puppies, "Come here... Daw, you miss me? Aw, who missed me you wittle guys? I missed you guys too..." One of the puppies just gave Lemon's face a lick, making her giggle. "Raffles, come on," Lemon giggled. She always loved seeing her puppies come and greet her whenever she came home. It was one of the few things that lightened up her day when she returned from a long and dull day at Crystal Prep. "Aw, I missed you wittle guys! Eeee! I missed you all!", Lemon squeed as she gave hugs to the little puppies. The fluffy dog looked towards Lemon's new radio system, and he let out a few growls. He could sense something wasn't right. "Raffie!" Lemon said, getting the dog's attention. "Its fine, its just a boombox." The little baby wouldn't stop growling at Blaster which made Lemon start to panic. His cover would be blown in a instant. What could she do? Lemon looked on the floor and grinned as she got an idea. She picked up a blue chew toy and it squeaked, grabbing their attention. "You want it? You want it?" The puppies attention was drawn to the chew toy and they all stood in a playing position, ready to fetch with wagging tails. "Go get it!" Lemon said as she tossed it down a hall for the puppies to go chase it. She watched as their little tiny paws kept sliding across the floor as they ran to go grab the toy. Lemon looked forward and saw the sight of her father coming down the staircase; Citron Zest. He had white skin, with long green hair that only hit to his shoulders, with yellow eyes. He also had black pants, a gray tank top, and he wore a short sleeved jacket with a picture of a cut up lemon bar graphic on the left side. "Hey kiddo," Lemon's father scooped Lemon up in a big hug. "D-Dad... can't... breathe..." Lemon's father pulled out to look her in the eye, "Sweetheart, why didn't you call me? I thought from that terrorist attack you were gonna get killed." Lemon sighed, "I'm sorry Dad. I meant to call you, but every time I did it was always at the wrong time." "Like the time that you got sent to the principal's office just for raising your music too loud?" "That was one time!" "The point is... you need to call me when things like this happen. Okay?" Lemon paused for a moment and came to a nod, "Okay. I promise." Lemon's father smiled, "Come here kiddo." Lemon's father pulled Lemon in for a much softer hug, both of them finally relaxing from their own terrors. The feeling of losing one another was fading away as they finally calmed down. "Hey Lemon? What's that boombox you've got there?" "Oh, that! I meant to tell you. Some guy was just throwing this away, but I took it off his hands." "What? Who would throw something like that away? Its in perfect condition!" "I know!", Lemon exclaimed. "The guy just tossed it away! No way I'm letting something like this go!" Lemon's father chuckled, "People these days... But enough about that. Perhaps you should unload your belongings and get some dinner." "Okay!" Lemon rushed upstairs in a jiffy, carrying Blaster carefully in her arms. No way she was going to drop him. As she walked into her room, she set Blaster down on a desk in her room. Even in radio form, he could get a good view of Lemon's room. On the desk he sat on, there was a computer on her desk, which had many different stickers all over it. There was several posters on her walls of metal bands, science fiction shows and movies, and a few occasional fluffy puppies. Data disks, DVDs, headphones, and many other music related items were strewn all over the floor, along with some of her clothes like a few shirts, tank tops, bras, underwear, shorts, skirts, and even shoes. "Give you credit for living like a rock star," Blaster chuckled. Lemon giggled, "Yeah. Look, I got to eat with my dad, are you okay just sitting up here?" "No worry girl. I'll just chill up here. Mind if I have a look around?" "No, of course. Just... can you not reveal yourself just yet? I don't need my dad freaking out when he finds out that my boombox is an alien," Lemon cringed. "Of course. Just go eat, I'll just take a look," Blaster replied. Lemon grinned, "Thanks dude." Sugarcoat entered inside her house with one lone robot right behind her. Since Highbrow couldn't very well go to her house without drawing too much attention, he just split with his head unit and simply walked with her back home as his Headmaster component. "So... are you sure your family will be alright with me?" Highbrow asked. "Knowing them, I'm sure they'll be alright," Sugarcoat said with a warm smile. "I hope so," Highbrow replied, "Just from what I've been given as a report, the people on this planet don't react entirely well to aliens from outer space." "That's from all of those science fiction movies... and real life. But, given how you saved my life and have made it your mission to protect me at all costs, I'm sure they'll be okay with you." Sugarcoat opened the door with mini-Highbrow right behind him, and looked to see her father and mother sitting in the living room as both of their attention turned to face the two. "I now have a guardian to watch over me who's a scientist from a planet full of transforming robots that can turn into vehicles and other forms that we possess here on Earth who's been assigned to watch me in the events that the enemy that he and his allies have been fighting against for millions of years return," Sugarcoat stated in one sentence. Sugarcoat's father just blinked a few times. "Okay." Highbrow's little eyes widened. "Wait... you're just, accepting this? You aren't going to question me?" "Nope." "You're not even going to question my own trustworthiness seeing how you've never met me before? Or the fact that I'm watching over your daughter like a hawk?" "Nada," Sugarcoat's mom replied. Highbrow blinked, "Pardon my rudeness but... are you two drugged?" "No, we're not. We just heard about the news reports several weeks ago. We weren't sure if it was real or not," Sugarcoat's mother replied straightforwardly. Highbrow gave a questionable look, but Sugarcoat just rolled her eyes, still with a friendly smile. "Come on, I'll show you where I sleep." Sugarcoat walked up the stairs and Highbrow followed after. "They seem to be taking the news very well. A little too well..." On another side of the suburbs, the Autobot Outback drove right up into the driveway with Sunny Flare sitting in the driving seat. He was tasked with taking her back to her home, and Sunny had been giving him the directions home. "So this is your home? It looks like a house of a movie star," Outback gasped. Sunny smiled, "Thanks. And well, because my family's rich, we were able to afford this place. It used to belong to a really famous movie actor named Signature Weave, until she decided to get a new home. So with a famous home open, we decided to take this one." "Wait, if I'm correct, Signature Weave was in the first four Dawn of the Aliens films, right?" Outback asked. "Yes, yes she was," Sunny replied, "And we're living in her house!" "Amazing," Outback said. Outback slowly pulled up further into the driveway and stopped in front of the garage. Sunny Flare pulled out a small remote from her pocket and slipped her thumb onto the switch. Once the garage door was opening up, Outback slowly drove into the garage and alligned himself perfectly inside. "Okay, we're in. I'm not sure where my parents are at the moment, although trying to explain you may be an issue," Sunny replied. "Why? Is it because I'm not perfect enough?" "No, no!" Sunny pleaded, "Outback, I think you're perfect the way you are, I just... well... my parents seem to go for a majority of the modern stuff but... I'm more fascinated by older things. As you'll see very soon." "Alright. But wait, there's something else I must ask. Are your parents... aware, that there are giant robots from outer space living here?" "Um... I think so, but I'm not entirely sure. They've read reports about all of you in the newspaper, and we've seen a few reports on TV but... I'm not sure if they even believe it." Outback stayed silent. He wasn't sure of how he should respond to Sunny's comment. "But... I believe, that we should probably tell them that you're here. They're going to find out about you eventually," Sunny replied. Outback sighed, "I suppose so. But until then, could you perhaps give me a house tour?" Sunny smiled, "Of course." The last one assigned to watch over one of the Crystal Prep girls was Smallfoot, who was assigned to watch over Sour Sweet. After having many interactions with her, the two of them were becoming new friends with one another. And out of wanting to look out for her safety, Smallfoot requested that she be assigned to Sour to keep her safe and healthy, which made Sour Sweet very happy. The two of them were on peaceful drive back to her home, which was out in the suburbs. Both of them spent hours just talking, laughing, singing, just having a good time. Don't know why I love you Don't know why I care I just want your love to share I wonder why I love you like I do Is it because I think you love me too I wonder why I love you like I do Like I do The two of them were happily singing a 1950s song that came onto the radio station, and both of them were bouncing to the beat of the song. "I love this song!" Sour squeed, "Its so catchy!" "I didn't know you had a good taste in music," Smallfoot chuckled. "I love listening to the older songs, they're so fun! Um... please don't tell Lemon," Sour said. "I promise I won't tell Lemon Zest," Smallfoot replied. Smallfoot slowly pulled up to the driveway and turned off her engine and her lights. Sour Sweet exited out of the truck and was met with her father charging out the door and giving Sour a big hug. "D-Dad.... can't... breathe..." Sour's father pulled out of the hug and looked her in the eye. "Sweetheart, why didn't you call me? I was getting worried about you." Sour sighed, "I'm sorry Dad. I meant to call you, but Cinch kinda... took my phone." Sour's dad groaned, "Ugh, Cinch... couldn't you borrow someone else's?" "She took everyone else's phone as well," Sour said straightforwardly. Her dad facepalmed himself and he groaned. "I thought the new rule about phone restrictions were out the window." "Apparently not," Sour replied with a growl. Her father scrunched his face, "Okay. So you weren't able to call me, but you have no idea how worried I was when I heard about that terrorist attack." Sour nodded, "I understand Daddy. But I'm fine, I promise. Her father smiled and pulled her in for another hug, both of them calming down in each other's embrace. But as he tilted his head to the side, he peaked at the red truck that was parked in the driveway. "Um... where did you get that truck?" "Oh, that, uh...", Sour stammered, "I uh... bought it." "You did... what?" Sour sighed, "I'm sorry, I know I didn't ask for it but... I wanted that truck. Something about it just drew me to it and this was the cheapest vehicle I could find." Sour's father scratched her chin for a moment to think. She was at the age where she could drive, and this was something she paid for on her own... maybe it wouldn't be so bad for her to have it. "So you bought and paid for that truck?" "Yes, I did. And its in perfect condition. Please? Can I keep it?" Sour's father sighed, "Okay, I suppose you can keep it. But you are going to have to take care of it, it is your responsibility." "I understand." Sour's father smiled, "Good. Because I want you to take care of it, okay?" She nodded. "Okay. Now what do you say we go out for dinner?" "Can we take the truck?" Sour's father looked back to the truck and smiled. "I don't see why not. Come on, lets go get some pizza." Smallfoot stayed silent the entire time they spoke, and she didn't make any movements, not wanting to reveal herself. But inside, she quietly played a song that she hummed along to. I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it... I'm about to lose control and I think I like it... Hit The DeckUp in the sky, high above the desert, an Autobot giant began soaring through the air getting ready for a major touch down. His fist was balled up, and was ready to make a huge pound into the ground. He reached closer, and closer, and closer, and closer until... *BOOM* He stood back up, looking at the huge dent he made in the ground by his fist. Looking around, he could see he made a start for a hole. But it just wasn't enough. He readied his fist again, and he made another pound into the ground, creating a bigger hole, which also made a huge amount of dust fly up in the air. He turned around, his red visor eyes looking at the crater he was in again, but still, it didn't look good. He readied his fist one last time, and made an even bigger slam than he did before, creating a huge amount of dirt flying up in the air, as well as a huge explosion. Once the smoke and dust cleared, he looked at the crater he was in again. It was much bigger than before and in comparison he was a really small guy in it. He looked up and saw one of the Autobots walking on by and she stood, looking at the gigantic crater that was pounded into the ground. She scratched her chin, giving it some long thought. "You know, Superion, now that I look at it... I think the swimming pool would look better over there!" She squeed with a happy jump, pointing to a farther location. He looked towards that direction, and he just collapsed to the ground, landing on his back.
SideswipedDowntown in the streets of Canterlot City, a red Lamborghini Countach was skidding across the road, pulling into a traffic lane at a steady pace, avoiding any danger, and trying not to hit anyone along the way. And inside the car, there was one single person driving, a teenage girl. She had rainbow colored hair, a blue vest, a white shirt with a cloud shooting a rainbow lightning bolt graphic on it, armbands, a pink and white flat skirt, short spandex tights and sports boots. "Okay, lets go over what we did. What does green mean?" Rainbow asked. "Green for go." Sideswipe said. "And what does yellow mean?" "It means, go faster!" Sideswipe said with glee. He revved his engine and sped even faster. Rainbow was slamming in the back of her seat, terrified. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Sideswipe!" Rainbow said, panicking. She saw everything around her move faster than the speed of light, even the vehicles were going right past her. She was almost too afraid that they were going to crash into someone else, or worse, Rainbow was afraid she was going to crash right through the windshield. But Sideswipe stopped at a red light in time and slowed down. "Relax Rainbow. I'm just messing with you." Sideswipe chuckled. Rainbow just stared down on the steering wheel with his emblem glowing, and gave a not amused look. She didn't find that funny at all. "Sideswipe, we could have crashed into someone. Why did you do that?" "I'm giving you a hint. Next time when you bring food in from Inside-Out Burger, you clean up whatever condiments you spill in my seats. Please." Rainbow's fists clenched a bit, but she just stopped and took a deep breath to relax. "*groans*, fine." She slumped back in her seat, awaiting for the light to change color but her demeanor quickly as she looked out the window and saw who was driving the hot rod. "Oh no." Rainbow said. She hit a finger on a button on the door, raising the window up, and slumped down in her seat to avoid being seen. "What, what is it? Decepticons? Someone from school?" Sideswipe asked. "No. Its a Shadowbolt from Crystal Prep. Indigo Zap." Rainbow said. "Oh... them." Sideswipe said. Over on the side, Indigo Zap dressed in her standard school uniform, including her goggles and studs on her ears, peaked out the side, seeing the 80s car on her left. She leaned herself up a bit to get a closer look and saw a smidge of rainbow hair sticking near the top. She gave a devious grin. "Wow. That's pathetic." Indigo said. Inside the car, Rainbow kept her head down, not wanting to be seen by Indigo. "Can't you just drive?" She urgently asked. "Its a red light Rainbow. I can't run it." Sideswipe replied. Rainbow just groaned. She peaked her eyes up to see what Indigo was doing and was met with anger. Indigo tossed a burger that splattered onto the side window, and she laughed. The green light flickered, and Indigo's car sped off like the wind. Sideswipe just groaned, he didn't like the food splattered over him. "Great, that's the second time I got food on me." Sideswipe groaned. "Just let it go Sideswipe," Rainbow said. "Let it go?" Sideswipe said as he drove once more. "Don't you have a sense of retaliation? I know you don't stop when someone pranks you." "But this is different. The Crystal Prep kids have been pranking and attacking us for years. We've never got back at them once, and usually when we try, they end up beating us up. I know from experience." Rainbow somberly said. "Well maybe you should try again. After all she did just toss food on your car." Sideswipe replied. "But how can I get her back?" Rainbow said. "Its not like I can... wait a minute. I can't believe I didn't think about this. I have a giant robot that can turn into a car with me. But how can I prank her?" Rainbow asked. "You know, I got a few ideas in mind..." Sideswipe said. Rainbow just gave a grin. She was highly interested in what Sideswipe had in mind. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3DoNzZIKbk Later that day, Indigo Zap drove down a stretch of open road, taking her car out for a speed run. She had been practicing her racing skills, and she was hoping that one day, she'd take this new skill out onto race tracks to race for big cash. But before she could even begin to race, she saw the same red 80s Lamborghini pull up in front of her path, and out the side, Rainbow Dash walked out. "Hello, Indigo Zap." Rainbow said, sneering. Indigo just smirked and walked out of her car too. "Hello again, Rainbow pride." Rainbow's eyebrows just furled. "Are you calling me gay?" Indigo just snickered a bit. "Depends on how much rainbow you live with. I'm going to say, a lot just based on your hair alone." Rainbow just stared on, not showing any form of amusement. "What ever happened to breaking our rivalry after the Friendship Games?" "Just because I agree that Cinch is a complete jerk, doesn't mean anything between us. I still share the same pride for my school, and I know you share your own pride for you school." Indigo said. She then looked to the side and her eyes gazed upon the red car that was sitting there. "What's with the piece of junk?" "Hey, that's my car, Indy. And I happen to like it. Its a classic." Indigo just huffed. "More like garbage." Rainbow stomped her foot. "What did you just call my car?" "You heard me. Its a piece of garbage." "Say that again. I dare you." Rainbow snarled. "Or what are you going to do? Fight me?" "I don't pick on random fights. Besides, I've got myself my own personal bodyguard." Rainbow said. "And that would be?" Indigo said. Rainbow just gave a smug look and then looked back at her car. Indigo chuckled. "Are you serious? Your car, is your body guard? How can that thing possibly--" "Sideswipe. Transform!" Rainbow shouted. Sideswipe violently transformed into robot mode and Indigo's jaw dropped and she fell to the ground. She slowly crawled away from the giant automaton, who slowly walked towards her and he kneed down to get a closer look. He gave a snarling mouth and furling eyebrows, "Bring it!" Indigo just moved back further. "Okay, okay! I'm sorry!" "For what?" Rainbow said. "I'm sorry for tossing that burger on your car! I promise I won't do it again, just don't kill me!" "Whoa, hold on. Kill you? Why would I kill you?" Sideswipe said. "W-Well, you wanted revenge, right?" Indigo asked. She was too afraid to know the answer. "Okay, now you're just jumping to conclusions." Sideswipe chuckled. "I'm not going to kill you. That would be downright cruel." Sideswipe said. "I am however, going to leave you with a warning. You leave my friends of CHS alone, and you will not, throw burgers on someone's windows. Understand?" "Y-yes. Of course." Indigo nodded. Sideswipe then looked at Indigo's hot rod, which he could see was very 80s-ish. He just gave a smile and nod of admiration. "I admire your style. Nice ride." Sideswipe said. Before Indigo could say anything, Sideswipe transformed back into car mode and opened up a car door for Rainbow to get in. She walked over, pulled Indigo back on her feet, and pushed some of the dust off her clothes. "Best not to lie down in the dirt. Later." Rainbow climbed inside of the car which backed up and then sped off, kicking dust right behind it leaving a shocked Indigo. Her jaw was hanging down, and she couldn't comprehend what she just saw. "I... I got to get a car like that."
Tale Of SmallfootOn a farm, Ironhide was lending a hand to Applejack in loading up all of the apples into the crates so that they could be later stored for when they need to sell them. But they also got a hand from some others; a shrunken down to human size Smallfoot, Pathfinder, and Rainbow Dash. "Here's another crate, another one's ready to go." Smallfoot said as she put another one down. "Thanks. Just load them onto the truck." Applejack said. Smallfoot and Big Macintosh loaded them onto the truck, and Macintosh got into the truck, driving away the new food. Applejack then looked back at Smallfoot continuing to help load some more apples into crates, still being pretty silent. "I know there are some strange tales about how you guys joined the team to come here on Earth, but how did Smallfoot ever join you guys?" Applejack asked. Ironhide and Pathfinder looked at Applejack with some disorienting faces. Ironhide's face was on the shock side, and Beachcomber was on the worried as he kept glancing to look at Smallfoot, making sure she wasn't listening to their conversation. "Well, that's a bit of an interesting tale to tell." Beachcomber replied. "You know I think it'd be worth telling her about how she ended up with us." Ironhide said. Ironhide and Pathfinder took a seat, and Applejack and Rainbow Dash took some lawn chairs for them to sit in, and both of them opened up bottles of apple cider, listening to the story. "Alright, one thing we need to tell you first. Smallfoot isn't actually a Cybertronian. And neither am I." Pathfinder said. Applekjack's eyes widened and Rainbow's jaw dropped. "What do you mean she's not Cybertronian?" Rainbow Dash asked as she took a sip. "Smallfoot is a Gobot." Ironhide said, making Rainbow Dash spit up her drink in surprise. But she paused for a moment, letting the thought sink in. "Wait, what's a Gobot?" Rainbow Dash asked. "An almost extinct species of metallic aliens." Smallfoot interrupted. Their eyes bulged out of their heads to see Smallfoot was standing there in front of them. "Oh, uh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to talk about you behind your back." Ironhide blushed. Smallfoot shook her head. "Its fine Ironhide. Besides, if we're gonna stay on this planet they might as well know a little more about some of us. Including as to where someone like me and Pathfinder came from..." Outside in space, there existed another metallic planet. But this wasn't like other planets. This one was... incomplete. There was a top and bottom, but there was a giant core right in the middle of it. Its like of a bunch of explosions went off all around the planet, and the core and the top and bottom were what was left of it. "I came from another metallic world, a world named Gobotron. Our once peaceful planet ruled by bots like us, called the Guardians were continuing to battle in a life and death struggle with the sinister Renegade Gobots, led by their boss: Cy-kill." "Wasn't Cy-kill that motorcycle Con that you killed with an acid grenade?" Rainbow asked. "No that was someone else. That was a Cybertronian." Smallfoot replied. "Anyways, we kept battling on and on trying to gain control of our planet, but alas, our relentless war kept making us lose more and more of our brothers and sisters..." In a planning room, Smallfoot looked to see some of the Guardians contuning to plan their attack against Cy-Kill. But she couldn't help but feel completely helpless and useless. War after war, neither side won the battle. It was becoming all but too much for her to handle. She excused herself from the planning room and began walking down a set of hallways, watching some more Guardians walk on by. It took a while, but she finally made it to where she wanted to be. She leaned over a railing ledge that was outside, and watched the busy streets and civilians below. She could only imagine how they were feeling towards the whole battle. Her lips trembled and her eyes were watering. She wanted this fight to be over, but it hadn't. No one was winning, but they were all losing. How many more lives and energy had to be lost because of their differences? Smallfoot buried her face in her hands as she sobbed her eyes out. She didn't even notice the door had opened up and there was someone else walking onto the balcony. It wasn't until she felt a hand pat her back that she stopped and looked up to see who it was. There she was looking at a gray head with red visor eyes, and a blue body. "O-oh... Fl-Flip Top. W-what are you doing out here?" Smallfoot said, trying to regain her composure. "I saw how distressed you look. I wanted to make sure you were okay. I can see that you're not." Flip Top replied. Smallfoot nodded. "You're not handling the war very well. I can tell." Flip Top said in a calm voice. "Y-yes.." Smallfoot whimpered. "I just... I can't take this fighting anymore. We've been fighting for generations, and we haven't even won once. We've just been losing more and more soldiers." Flip Top nodded. He understood very well of how she felt of the situation. "You know... I think if you want, I can get you away from here." Flip Top asked. Smallfoot's entire body jerked up from the railing. That got her attention. "What do you mean?" Smallfoot asked. "Me and a group of Guardians have been planning to leave this dying world, in an attempt to find a new world for us to live on. A world without fighting, no war, no explosions, complete peace. I immediately thought of you when we discussed this plan." Smallfoot paused, thinking about Flip Top's offer. It seemed like a fair deal. If he was gonna get out of the dying world, she wanted to come along. She looked back under her green visor, and Flip Top could tell from under her visor she was on board. "When do we move?" Smallfoot asked. "We're loading up a shuttle for us to leave. We can move a lot faster if you can give us a hand?" Flip Top asked. Smallfoot gave a sincere smile. "I'll help." "Alright then. Lets transform and get going." Flip Top's body began a transformation. His arms folded up, his legs transformed into an end of a helicopter, and blades began spinning on his back. Smallfoot transformed too, arms folding in, her head tucking in her chest, and her legs flipping back. Both of them transformed into their vehicle modes and they raced through the hallways to get down into the docking bay where the rest of their Guardian friends were. There Smallfoot could see some of her allies loading up into one of their shuttles. Specifically Heat Seeker, Turbo, Scratch, and two other females: Pathfinder and Sparky. "Flip-Top, Smallfoot, you made it." Turbo said with some joy. "Sorry for being late. Are we ready to go?" Flip Top asked. "No, we finished it while you were playing Sweet Romeo with Smallfoot." Heat Seeker replied. Flip Top stopped and saw Smallfoot blush a bit, and he turned his head back to see Pathfinder and Sparky snickering. "Are we gonna stand here and crack jokes or are we gonna get out of here?" Flip Top grumbled. "Of course. Lets go!" Scratch called out. The Guardians entered aboard the shuttle and sat in chairs, with control modules in front of them. They wasted no time, getting them started up. The power began to start up, the lights turned on, and the ship began to move from its parked space. Turbo, a red colored Guardian with a green chest, looked out the window of the front as he pulled the ship out. "Goodbye, Leader-1..." Turbo somberly said. Smallfoot felt a tear come down her own face. "Goodbye, Gobotron. Forever..." The ship pulled itself up, and it soared out of the hangar, flying out into space, where the boarded Guardians looked out to see their dead planet, one last time. Smallfoot placed her hand on the window, and felt tears coming down, as she watched their dead planet get smaller and smaller as they left. But she felt a hand pat her on the shoulder. She looked and gave a weak smile to see Flip Top next to her. "We're all here for you. You know that right?" "I know." Smallfoot said. "I just hope Gobotron serves a new purpose, perhaps bringing back more life, or even becomes inhabitable for us again. She looked back to her home, one last time as they blasted off into space, as the hyperdrive made a big push, blasting them off into space. Applejack looked at Smallfoot, pain heavy in the former Guardian's eyes. "Wow... I'm so sorry." Applejack said. Smallfoot looked back towards Applejack. "Don't be. You're not the reason for what happened to our world next..." "What do you mean?" Rainbow asked. Smallfoot's hand was shaking. "I... I... I don't even know how to explain it." Pathfinder gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Its okay. You don't need to tell them." "No, I have to. I... I want to." Smallfoot quivered. "When we went off into space, apparently some Renegades decided to abandon Cybertron as well, even agreed to make peace with us on the way until we found a new home for all of us to claim. But something went wrong... I... I don't know how to describe it..." Smallfoot sat at the controls, hitting a few buttons and switches as they kept going in space. She looked towards another monitor and saw the Renegade ship flying with them, and gave a small smile. She was glad that there were some Renegades that decided to abandon the war as well to try and find a new home. But sure enough, an alarm went blaring off on the monitor. She hit the button to see and from a grid like pattern, she could see there was a giant object moving its way towards Gobotron. "Uh Turbo? Our ship's detected an unidentified object heading for Gobotron." Smallfoot said with concern. "Is that really something for us to be concerned about?" Pathfinder asked. "Well, no, but, I... just look!" Smallfoot screeched. Everyone ran over to the monitor and their eyes bulged out of their heads when they saw what it was. It wasn't like anything that they had seen... "We must head back to Gobotron at once!" Turbo ordered. "Tell the Renegades, we've got to go back!" Outside, the ships halted their engines and made a spin around, going the opposite direction, going back to where Gobotron was located. They didn't know what they had just seen, but they couldn't waste any time. The engines hit for hyperdrive and they went off back to Gobotron in a flash. Everything was zooming right past them, and it seemed as if all of life flashed before their eyes. Once the ships came to a halt, they couldn't believe it. Their whole planet was being... destroyed. Crushed. Obliterated. And they couldn't do anything about it. They saw some Guardian and Renegade shuttles trying to flee, but they were quickly destroyed in their attempts to escape. "No..." Smallfoot said. "Impossible..." Pathfinder gasped. Smallfoot just stood and watched as their planet was being destroyed, until nothing was left. There wasn't any remains of metal, or parts flying around. There was just... nothing. The giant object then just kept moving and went in a different direction, continuing to move forward, not going towards the two remaining ships that were still there. Smallfoot just dropped to her knees, and felt even more pain in her eyes. Stuck in a war was one thing, but now her entire planet was gone and they couldn't even return back to it. She sobbed in her hands, not caring about anything else around her. Once Smallfoot finished, she felt tears coming down from her face. She wiped them away and looked back towards Applejack and Rainbow Dash. "I don't even know what it was... but alas, Gobotron is no more. Leader-1, Scooter, Zeemon, they... they're all gone." Smallfoot replied. "After we all escaped, we wounded up getting boarded by Decepticons, who took us prisoner. The Renegades however were allowed to roam with them after they explained their situation, and from there, they got positions in working for Lord Megatron. As for us, well, we escaped on our own and crashed onto a city on Cybertron. From there, we were met by Optimus Prime and some of his fellow Autobots. We explained ourselves and they took us in. They gave us a home. They gave us something worth fighting for. While I may not have liked fighting, I for one swore to help the Autobots in protecting their home. I lost my home, I wasn't going to let them lose theirs." Applejack and Rainbow had leaned forward in their chairs, as they listened to their story. They couldn't have imagined how horrible they felt after that experience. "Alas... me, Heat Seeker, and Smallfoot here are the only Guardians left. Well, at least on Earth." Pathfinder said. "I remember now... Turbo and Flip Top..." Rainbow gasped. Smallfoot nodded. "They didn't make it." Applejack stood up and gave a pat on shoulder. Smallfoot looked towards Applejack who gave her a sincere smile. "I'm sorry about the loss of your home. Believe me, I am. But you don't need to worry. The Autobots have worked together for years, and now you have a new home. You don't need to worry." Applejack said. Smallfoot gave a weak smile and accepted a hug from Applejack who patted her on the shoulder. Pathfinder also gave a hug to Smallfoot too. As bad as Smallfoot felt, it was nice to have her friends by her side. While she may had lost a home in space, she gained another home. And, she gained something even greater. A family.
What A Knockout!Over in a part of town, in a small shop, there was one girl with white skin and purple hair working inside a clothing boutique. She had been helping one little girl with pale skin, green eyes, and white and light purple hair take measurements for a dress. And two of her friends were there because they had to take measurements too, along with Applejack and Rainbow Dash. "Rarity, how long is this going to take?" "Perfection takes time Sweetie Belle. You want to look great when you attend Diamond Tiara's party don't you?" Rarity asked. Sweetie Belle groaned. "Yes..." "Don't you worry, I won't be any longer. Knockout, can you hand me the purple fabrics?" Rarity looked to the side. "The passion purple, the Dark Energon purple, or the luminescent purple that looks like one of those 3-D images from those comic books?" Rarity paused, thinking of which one he was refering to. "Um... the passion purple." Knockout appeared from a curtain, down to Rarity's size holding a roll of purple fabric in his talons. He extended an arm out and gave it to Rarity for her to accept. "Thank you, Knockout," Rarity smiled. "Not a problem at all Rarity. How's the new dress coming along?" "Oh, its almost done. Soon all three of them will be able to attend the party in roughly, half, half an hour maybe," Rarity said. Knockout grinned and walked over to another table, doing some more organization, giving Rarity a hand around the boutique which made Rarity happy. It was nice to have another hand around the boutique, especially for someone who had an eye for fashionable looks. "Rarity, how come Knockout looks like he was a Decepticon?" Applebloom asked. "Applebloom! You don't ask those kinds of questions!" Applejack scolded. "Applejack, its quite alright. Everyone's picked up on the look. But if you're interested Applebloom, its because I was a Decepticon," Knockout said. The Crusader's eyes widened in shock. He, a Decepticon? But that was impossible, just based on how well he got along with everyone, he was well mannered like a gentleman. "But if you're an ex-Decepticon, how did you ever join the Autobots?" Scootaloo asked. Knockout chuckled slightly, "Well now that's an interesting tale to tell. You girls have time for a story?" The girls looked at one another, giving nods. Knockout grinned. "Then I suggest you take a seat, because this story's about to get quite...interesting..." Knockout said. Over in a Decepticon base, the malevolent Decepticons continued to discuss plans for another attack. And of course, they were all being nasty about it. And one lone Decepticon watched from behind a door... "Decepticons, we cannot allow these putrid Autobots to win again!" Crasher yelled. "But how can we stop them!?" Drag Strip yelled. "I don't know, but we'll think of something," Crasher said. "If only our Energon supply was higher, we'd be able to get a clearer map." "Tell that to Knockout, he barely gets anything for us around here!" Swindle grumbled. "Stupid self-entitled useless scrapheap..." Crasher grumbled. Knockout's eyes glowed with fury, and he gritted his teeth. He wanted to immediately make the pounce and jump on them, but there were more Cons and only one of him so that option was right out the window. He pondered to himself, deep in his own thoughts, not caring about anything around him. They called him scrap, they called him useless... He had been questioning his loyalty to the Decepticons for a while now. Maybe this was the time where he needed to leave. Knockout had been planning to defect to the Autobots for quite a while. His loyalties lied with them, and even his morals and ideals lined up with the Autobots more than what they did with the Decepticons. He'd pack only a few essentials, then leave. But Optimus Prime would ask him to prove himself. No worries, he'd just keep a comlink channel onto Decepticon activity and then he could reveal their locations and bases. Knockout found himself standing near the exit of the base. This was it. The time to leave the Decepticons forever, and join the Autobots. But would they be accepting of him joining their side? Well, it'd be a risk he had to take. The time was now. He had to go. He had to join them. He was never welcome in the ranks of the Decepticons, but maybe with the Autobots he'd be welcome. Knockout looked at himself again, and stared at the Decepticon logo on his chest, which was glowing a purple glow. "Goodbye Decepticon Knockout," Knockout said, readying a claw. He made a quick swipe across his chest, making a clear scratch across the symbol, making the glow begin to slowly fade away and the purple fade away. Knockout transformed into a Cybertronian car mode and sped along the empty streets of Cybertron, heading for the nearest Autobot base he could find. Luckily for him, there were no Decepticons around to chase him or try and hunt him down. After an hour of driving, he finally found an Autobot base right in front of him. He made a halt, trying not to give any of them a surprise. And soon, he slowly began to drive up towards the base in a calm manner. But his drive up to the base was quickly stopped when several Autobots jumped from behind pointing guns at his vehicle mode. "Hold it right there Knockout," Sideswipe gritted his teeth. Knockout immediately transformed into robot mode and raised his hands in the air. "Easy, I didn't come here to stage an attack." "Tell that to Optimus Prime," Hound snarled. Before Knockout could react, Sideswipe grabbed ahold of Knockout, allowing Hound to handcuff Knockout's hands behind his back. "Wait, I'm serious! I mean you no harm!" Knockout pleaded. "Then why did you come here by yourself? Did Megatron send you? And if so are you stupid or just obedient?" Sideswipe asked. "Megatron didn't send me alone. I..." Knockout sighed in between, "I came here by my own means. I want to talk with Optimus Prime." Hound and Sideswipe looked at each other, with some questionable looks. They looked around, surveying the area for any signs of Decepticons that were around them. But as far as their eyes could see, there were no signs of them around. "Alright, we'll take you in. But we're all keeping an eye on you, Decepticon..." Hound growled. "Okay, thank you." The two Autobots pushed Knockout inside the base, and they continued to walk through some of the hallways, passing by more Autobots along the way. Each of them were shocked to see that they had Knockout in their possession. However Knockout still tried to keep a friendly first impression. "Hello Windcharger. Gears. Turbo. Inferno, how's the tailpipe? Perceptor, I admire your theories on space and time. Bluestreak, been a while." Sideswipe and Hound rolled their eyes. They couldn't even believe what they were doing right now. A door opened up, revealing an inner planning room. There in the middle was a giant holoprojection of some of the area on Cybertron, and standing around it was Optimus, Ironhide, Wheeljack, Arcee, and Bumblebee. Their heads turned to see Knockout in Hound and Sideswipe's possession and they gave some questionable looks. "Did you just capture Knockout?" Wheeljack asked. "No. He came here by himself. Said he wanted to speak with Optimus Prime. But I refuse to believe that any Decepticon would come here by himself," Hound said as he roughed Knockout around. "Dah!" Knockout screeched. Soon he was held back by Hound and Sideswipe's arms, who both had strong grips on him. Knockout looked up to face Optimus and the others who stood before him. "I'll tell you anything you want to know," Knockout wheezed. "And what is it that you desire in return?" Optimus asked. Knockout stay silent for a moment. He was trying to build up the courage to say what he wanted, but he was too terrified to say anything. "Well? Spit it out! What do you want?" Sideswipe asked. Knockout sighed, "I... I want to join, your side." The Autobots stared at him with shock. They didn't know how to react to this news. They didn't know if they should be glad, happy, or worried. They never had seen a Decepticon want to defect to the Autobots before. Knockout sunk back. He felt like he had screwed up badly. But he felt a hand touch his shoulder. He turned his head back up to gaze at Optimus Prime. "If that is your decision, we will gratefully accept you." "WHAT!?" The Autobots in the room yelled. "No Decepticon comes by themselves without order. And if Knockout came by himself, along with destroying his own tracking mechanism from the Decepticons..." Optimus said, gesturing to the scratched out Decepticon mark on his chest, "Then he is speaking true words." Knockout sighed in relief, "Thank you. Optimus Prime." "How long had you been planning to join us Knockout?" Optimus asked. "I had planned to join you several stellar cycles back. Since the insults, the deceits, the abuse, and little no appreciation kept piling up and I just about had it. Hence why I'm here today," Knockout said. Optimus kept a neutral expression, taking in what was just told. But eventually he offered a smile. "You won't need to worry about them anymore. And Knockout?" Optimus asked, while also make a head gesture to Hound and Sideswipe. Knockout was about to speak but then listened to the sound of stasis cuffs unlocking. He moved around some more and realized he could now move his arms. He moved them back to the front and gripped his wrist slightly, feeling the strains that the cuffs had put on him. Optimus gave another friendly smile. "Welcome, to the Autobots." Knockout gave a grin back and made one slight bow. "I promise from this day forth til the day that I die, my devotion will stay with the Autobots." "Til all are one," Optimus said. "Til all, are one," Knockout replied. "And from that very day, I began my training with the Autobots. I learned how they operated, I understood their techniques, and soon enough I was welcomed aboard. For the most part. I still get a few angry looks and comments here and there, but it hasn't bothered me as much any more," Knockout said. The Crusaders were no longer preparing for new dresses, they were all sitting along the runway model stage, listening to Knockout's story. The Crusaders found high interest in his tale. "But why doesn't that bother you?" Applebloom asked. Knockout gave a sincere smile feeling very proud, "Because the great Optimus Prime, welcomed me aboard his crew. He's the reason I'm still with the Autobots today, and I'm never leaving their side."
Perfect Battle CryOver in a part of the Autobot base in Nevada, in the Ark that was still crashed and stuck in the volcano, one lone girl in an Autobot fighting suit kept pacing back and forth, with a pad of notebook paper in one hand, and a pencil in the other, tapping her chin. She had been trying to think of a perfect battle cry to use out on the field to inspire and lead the Autobots to victory, but she wasn't coming up with anything in mind. "Hm... ugh, how can I do this? Optimus had the perfect battle cry, I've got to come up with something else that's great," Sunset groaned, "Okay, keep it together Sunset. You can do this. There are tons of people out there and famous characters, that have had witty battle cries, lets just think here." Sunset continued pace, tapping her chin with the pencil. "Lets see... Ooh! Autobots, roll and recapture!" Sunset yelled pumping a fist in the air. She paused for a moment, but now that she listened to it, it didn't sound very correct. Not a lot of missions relied on capturing anyone. "No, that doesn't make any sense." Sunset scribbled that idea furiously out on the paper in a big 'X'. "Okay, lets think, what can be a good battle cry?" Sunset continued tapping at her chin with the pencil, but was then replaced with her scratching at it with her hand. Suddenly, a big smile crept on her face as an idea came onto her head. "Autobots, rip it up and ride it out!" The more Sunset thought about that remark, her lips drooped, thinking about a disturbing idea that had just popped into her mind. "That's just... wrong." Soon enough, an alarm went off. Sunset turned around to face the control panel, and hit a few keys. "Energon deposit!" Sunset grinned. Several running footsteps came charging revealing a few Autobots that came charging in. "Sunset, we heard there's an Energon deposit. Should we go get it?" Trailbreaker asked. Sunset's Headmaster head component displayed nothing but pure joy on her face. "Alright, shall we go?" The Wreckers gave confirming nods. "Okay then. Autobots! Lets rev up and roll out!" Sunset yelled raising a fist into the air, pointing out into the desert. Awkward silence was all Sunset received alongside the sound of clanking further in the base, and the sound of a cat making a low meow. Sunset waited for a response, but she was given no response. She turned around to look at Trailbreaker, Mirage, and Hound just staring at her in awkwardness. Sunset sighed heavily, "I'll work on that last part." Sunset's Autobot suit transformed into the big rig mode, and the rest of the Autobots transformed and rolled on out for their mission. The mission went without a hitch, and they got all of the Energon supply they needed. "We've got what we came here. Shall we go?" Trailbreaker asked. "Yes, of course. Autobots, lets rev, rock, and rumble!" Sunset said in a silly tone, along with moving her body in a silly way. Trailbreaker just replied by facepalming himself and Hound and Mirage hissed, finding what Sunset just said to be very cringworthy. "Oh really?" Sunset asked, standing straight again, "I kind of liked that one." "Wordplay isn't really your strong suit Sunset," Hound said. "Alright lets just go," Sunset sighed. Sunset transformed into vehicle mode, and the Autobots followed after. They still couldn't comprehend what she said. "So, let me get this straight, you're trying to find a battle cry?" Knockout asked. "Why not just use the simple one we all use like 'transform and roll out'? Or even 'Til All Are One' is good battle cry." "Because I want to come up with something of my own, and I don't want to steal from Optimus," Sunset said. Bumblebee chuckled, "Sunset, we've all used 'Transform and Roll Out' before." "Just show us what you've got so far Sunset," Rainbow asked. "Okay, okay," Sunset said. She pulled out the wad of notebook paper she had out, and looked at some of them. "Oh okay, how about this? Autobots! Gas it up and blow it out!" The girls and the Autobots all stared at Sunset with highly disturbed face. There were so many things wrong with that statement that they couldn't even comprehend it. Sunset saw their disturbed faces, "Okay, so I should have thought that one through more. No big deal." Sunset scribbled that battle cry out in a big 'X' and moved on to another one. "Okay, how about this one? Lets hit the tires, and light the fires! No, wait. Someone's using that battle cry, never mind," Sunset scratched that statement out in the paper. "Sunset? May I ask you a question?" Rarity asked. "How long have you been trying to figure these out?" "Uh... few hours. Why?" Sunset asked. Rarity looked at Sunset with a nervous smile. "No... reason." As time went on, it began to become darker and darker outside. The girls were to the point where they just fell asleep. Even the poor Autobots were starting to drift off to sleep. It took the loud footsteps of the Autobots leader to get all of their attention. "What, what wha.... what happened? Is it over?" Rainbow asked. Optimus looked at the states that the girls were in, they looked exhausted beyond all belief. "Autobots, take the night off and take the girls home." Optimus ordered. Ironhide yawned, "On it Prime. Come on Applejack, I got you," Ironhide said sleepy. The Autobot guardians transformed into vehicle modes, ready to make the drive. But the girls were already fast asleep. So in a quick move, some arms transformed out in vehicle mode and carefully grabbed the girls and placed them inside the vehicle modes, where the seat belts connected with the sound of a click, and the seats reclined back for the girls to fall asleep. The vehicles engines revved up, and the Autobot guardians zoomed out of the base in a flash, not going back. "Sunset, you must get some rest," Optimus said. "No, I must..." Sunset soon began drifting off, starting to become sleepy. "I can... find the perfect one... Autobots, roll up, and... and.. roll up..." Sunset just fell to her feet, exhausted. Cliffjumper stared at Sunset with some slight shock, "That has be Sunset's worst battle cry, yet." Optimus simply picked up Sunset with both hands, and transformed into truck mode. Without hesitation, he raced out of the base, driving into the desert, on his way to get Sunset back to her where she belonged. And hopefully she wouldn't try and make more battle cries. The Autobots all agreed her battle cries just... the worst.
Energon'Os Cereal Part 1In a part of Canterlot City, in a small filming set, one girl with fiery hair and orange-yellow skin in an Autobot fighting suit sat in a chair, in front of a blue covered table. This was Sunset Shimmer. And on that table, there was a bowl with pink Energon shaped cereal bits, a glass cup filled with orange juice, and a cereal box that had Autobot artwork on it. Sunset Shimmer had been requested to do a commercial for a new brand of cereal that was coming out, in respect to the Autobots. And since Sunset was the closest friend to the Autobots, she was requested that she'd perform in the commercial. "So, whats my line?" Sunset asked to a man off-screen. "Oh, okay. I can do this." Sunset cleared her throat, and began speaking. "Hi everybody. I'm Phoenix Prime, second-in-command of the Autobots. As you know, I work alongside with Optimus Prime and the valiant Autobots of Cybertron. But I can never start a morning to fight the enemy without a healthy bowl of Energon-O's. Energon-O's is part of a complete breakfast. It has all of the vitamins and minerals that you children need, and every box of Energon-O's has a free prize inside," Sunset said, reaching her hand into the box. She reached in further, and soon enough, she pulled out a small rectangular metallic blue device. "Oh look at that. Its a.... its uh.... Um..." Sunset puzzled. She honestly had no idea what this was. But before she could respond, Wheeljack poked his head from out the side, getting in front of the camera. "Its a cosmitron!" Wheeljack pulled away, allowing Sunset to continue. "Oh, right, a cosmitron. Whatever that is," Sunset just tossed the small blue device off the side so it wouldn't be seen. "So, Moms, Dads, pick up a box of Energon-O's. The best cereal on Cybertron, and your planet too," Sunset winked. Sunset looked to the director, who was behind the camera. "How's that?" "Oh that was perfect Sunset, marvelous. Now just take a bite of the cereal," The director called. "Uh... take a..." Sunset scratched her head. How could she take a bite of the cereal, when she was in her Autobot suit. And the bigger question was, how could she even eat when her Autobot suit had no mouth? "How am I supposed to take a bite without a mouth? This suit doesn't really have a jaw, per say, and its kind of modeled after Optimus Prime so..." Sunset hesitated. "Uh... art department!" the director called off screen. Take Two: Rainbow Dash/Rainspeed with Wheeljack After the failure of the first take (and several more takes after that) Rainbow was called up by Sunset to take her place while Sunset took a much needed break. Rainbow kindly said yes and eventually showed up to the studio in her Autobot battle suit. And because the commercial flocked attention, somehow Wheeljack's attention was taken and now he joined in as well. "This is a bad idea..." Rainbow grumbled. "Aw, come on," Wheeljack said. "I'll show you how its done. I've studied all of your commercials, and I know just how to do them." "Ugh, fine." Rainbow said. "Okay, ready and... action!", the director called. "I'm Rainspeed," Rainbow began. "And I'm Wheeljack, the Autobots most brilliant and talented engineer," Wheeljack said with pride. Rainbow face-palmed, "Oh my god..." "And we're here to talk about this totally awesome new cereal, called Energon-O's. I tell you, this cereal is so tasty, you're gonna love it!" Wheeljack clutched the spoon in his gray hand and he dipped it into the bowl of cereal. Once there was a spoonful of the mini Energon, he hit it against his mask covered mouth and pretended to eat it. "Mmm!" Wheeljack said enthusiastically. Rainbow could practically hear his jaw hitting together like he was eating it. "Now that's delicious! Tastes so good! Yum!" Rainbow just gave Wheeljack a weird look, "What, are you doing?" Wheeljack just continued pretending to eat, "I'm eating the cereal, tastes good!" "But you're not actually eating it. Do you even have a mouth? I don't even think you have a mouth!" "Well of course Rainbow," Wheeljack said, "I'm pretending to eat it. Its called, acting." Rainbow rolled her eyes, "Wheeljack, its still on the spoon. You can clearly see it!" "Nah, they can edit that stuff out. Haven't you heard of movie magic?" Wheeljack said waving his hand around. Rainbow just rolled her eyes again and turned away, "You're an idiot." Wheeljack's eyebrows furled and he snarled, "Hey, I was just trying to help you out!" "Yeah, well, I didn't ask, so..." Rainbow droned. "Well you knew yourself did!" Wheeljack said as he pushed the bowl of cereal away from him still snarling. "And don't ask me for any help next time you need someone to make you some new power suits!" "Yeah, Uh-huh," Rainbow said sarcastically. Wheeljack looked back, still keeping an angry look. "You know what? I hope those Predacons kick your *bleep*!" Wheeljack snapped as he kept on pointing at Rainbow, before slamming his fist on the table. "Hey, maybe if you knew how to make a power suit that would actually work and wouldn't constantly backfire on us, maybe, just maybe we could have had a chance!" Wheeljack glared, "What... did you say?" "Working suits, Wheeljack!" Rainbow snapped. "Oh you are never going to let that go, will you?" "Hey! Lets make the suits incredibly weak so the Decepticons can easily pull us from our only means of defending ourselves! I'm Wheeljack, I make terrible suits!" "Okay, that's it! Come here!" Wheeljack tackled Rainbow Dash, and the two fell on the ground, behind the table. All the while parts were flying up in the air, either hitting the back of the screen, or being tossed at the equipment. "You talk that way about my work!? I'll show you what I can make!" "Um, cut! Cut! We can't use any of that!", the director yelled, "Guys? Guys?" None of them were even paying attention, they just kept on fighting and throwing things around as they wrestled on the ground. They didn't even notice Pinkie Pie stepping from the corner, poking her head out. "Um... I don't think they're evening listening anymore. I'm gonna call someone to break them up," Pinkie replied, "But, oooh!" Pinkie's eyes were locked on to the Energon cereal that was on the table. She walked over to the table and she looked down at the food. "Alright if I can have this?" "Go right ahead, at this point, we'll just cut and reshoot this with someone else cast to do it." "Okay!" Pinkie just picked up the whole bowl and she shoved it in her face, devouring all of the cereal in the bowl. Once she was done, she set the bowl down, and she let out a loud BELCH!!! "Excuse me," Pinkie giggled, "That was delicious!" During another time, Fluttershy and Bumblebee were asked to try and do the commercial, and both were very eager to try and give their input on the commercial. But this time, Fluttershy was allowed to just be in her normal clothes and just sit with Bumblebee since the two were roughly the same size to one another. Take 3: Fluttershy/Flutterblades with Bumblebee "Ready, and... action!" Bumblebee cleared his throat, "Good morning everybody! I'm Bumblebee!" "And I'm Fluttershy," Fluttershy smiled. "And we're here today to tell you all about this new cereal, called Energon'Os." "Energon'O's is part of a complete breakfast, and it has all of the vitamins and minerals that you children need," Fluttershy continued with a friendly composure. "And every box of Energon'Os comes with a free prize inside," Bumblebee said digging into the box, this time pulling out a toy, not the little device that Wheeljack possessed. The toy that was in Bumblebee's hand was a miniature form of himself, much like an action figure. "Every box of Energon'Os comes with an action figure of one of your favorite Autobots, and there are many different ones that you could possibly collect," Fluttershy replied. "So, Moms and Dads around the world, pick up a box of Energon'Os. The best cereal on Cybertron... your planet too," Bumblebee winked. "H-How was that?" "Bumblebee, Fluttershy, that was the best take I've seen all day. I haven't seen a pair work together so well," the director said. The two just blushed harshly as their cheeks turned red. "Now, there's just one more thing, Bumblebee, Fluttershy, can you two take a bite of the cereal?" "Um, sure," Fluttershy replied. "Of course," Bumblebee continued. Both took spoons and took bites into the cereal. The microphone could pick up the sounds of chewing as they chowed down on the cereal, giving their product a taste. "Hm... this is really good," Fluttershy smiled, "I love it!" Bumblebee still was chewing what he had in his mouth, "While its not Energon... its still good." Bumblebee swallowed the cereal in his mouth and he went for another bite. But just as he took in another bite, he froze as he heard a loud sizzling sound coming from within his stomach. His head began to pound against himself, and he felt pain going down to his chest. "Ooooh.... Oh my electrodes!" Bumblebee groaned in pain as sat at the table while Fluttershy moved over to provide comfort. "Oh dear, that's not supposed to happen. Mr. Bumblebee? Is everything alright?" "Bumblebee? Are you okay?" Bumblebee looked up and his expression changed to angry, "No, what's in this stuff!?" His angry expression went away again and he continued to groan in pain. "Um... are you sure you don't want to call someone Mr. Bumblebee? We could call a doctor, or--" Bumblebee raised a hand up, and he got on his feet while his other hand still held onto his stomach. "If you'll excuse me... I've got to jettison some weight," Bumblebee urgently said as he ran off the set. Fluttershy just sat in shock as she saw her friend run off the set with such urgency, and then she looked back to the camera. "Um... cut."
My New Guardian Part 1After the celebration at CHS, everyone was heading back on their way home. All of the students were going back to their normal homes, including all of the students at Crystal Prep. As for the Shadowbolt girls consisting of Indigo, Sour, Sugarcoat, Lemon, and Sunny, they were going home on the Friday night. After helping set up the party and battling Decepticons, they were up for some much needed rest. And they were going home feeling much safer than they were a few days ago. Because now they could go home with their new Autobot guardians who would be watching over them making sure that no one would be hurting them. There was only one issue... how would their families react to knowing that they went out into a dangerous situation fighting intergalactic terrorists from outer space? Indigo sat in the driver seat of Hound in his military jeep mode, in the driveway of her home late at night, around 6:30. Around her neck was the medal handed to her by the Autobots. Her fingers patted the steering wheel as she sat there, thinking. How could she bring this up to her father? How could she explain her to dad what had happened, and the military jeep that she brought home with her? "You okay Indigo?", Hound asked. Indigo looked down on the steering wheel, sweat running down her forehead. "Uh... no," Indigo replied. "I'll admit, I don't know how I can tell my dad about this. If he found out I was nearly killed by those Decepticons, he would freak out. How can I even tell him about you?" "Don't," Hound bluntly said. Indigo's eyes widened, "What?" "Don't tell him. There are things that some people can know, and there are some things that people don't need to know. This is one of those things. If you want to tell him, I won't stand in your way. But its up to you whether you tell him what happened or not." Indigo nodded, "You're right. I can tell him. But not today. I have an idea on how to explain this." Indigo made a leap off the side of the jeep and pressed the button to open up the garage door. She turned her body around to look at Hound with a smirk on her face. "Okay Hound old buddy, I can't wait to see the looks on my Dad's when I tell him--" "Tell me what, Indigo?", a stern voice said from the garage. Indigo froze when she heard that cold hard voice. She was too afraid to even imagine what the source was thinking. She slowly turned around with a hesitated grin on her face. "Uh, hey, D-Dad...", Indigo said. Emerging from the darkness of the garage, revealed Indigo's father. He had pale skin like Indigo's, short black hair, a dark blue blazer with a graphic of a blue lightning bolt firing out of a pair of cloudy eagle wings, and tan pants with black shoes. His scowl was terrifying to look at, it was like he was staring down into Indigo's soul. Indigo gulped, "Um... what's up?" "Let me get this straight Indigo, I get a call about a terrorist attack at CHS during the Friendship Games, and you never thought to call me? Do you realize how scared I was for your own safety?" "I know I... what?" Indigo was caught off guard. "Indigo. Lightning. Zap. You should have called me to let me know you were okay, I was scared out of my mind," Indigo's father said with a stern voice. Indigo sighed. At least he wasn't asking about the car. "I know... I'm sorry Dad. I should have called you. I guess you're going to have to ground me, aren't you?" "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Ground you? Why would I ground you?" Indigo's eyes darted side to side, thinking. "Well, I didn't call you, and I thought that would--" "Let me stop you there kiddo. I'm not going to ground you over that. I am however going to ask that you call me from now on when something like that happens, okay? I just want to make sure you're alright," Indigo's dad said with a hint of warmness. Indigo nodded, "Understood sir. I'm sorry." Indigo's dad smile, "Come here kiddo..." Indigo's dad pulled his daughter in for a hug, and while Indigo was caught by surprise, she gave one in return. Once she pulled back, her father looked at the golden medal around her neck. "What's that medal kiddo? Did Crystal Prep win again?", Indigo's father said, sounding giddy. "Uh... no. We never actually finished the games. I uh... got this for, something... else," Indigo said, hesitantly. "What do you mean?" Indigo could feel sweat running down her forehead. How was he going to react when she told him? "Okay, uh... that terrorist attack that happened at CHS? It wasn't a terrorist attack. It was a bunch of gunmen trying to find some valuable jewels that were hidden in the school, and so... me and the girls stopped them and we were uh, rewarded." Indigo's father raised a brow, "you did... what?" "I know it sounds stupid, and I know its dangerous to deal with people that have highly loaded weapons but--" "Indigo. That is... awesome!" "I... what?" Indigo sputtered. "You handled criminals on your own with just you and your friends? Kiddo, that's the coolest thing I've ever heard from you. I told you that you could use your gifts for good instead of rivalry," Indigo's father ruffled up Indigo's hair a bit, making her giggle a bit. "I know, I know," Indigo said, "use your gifts for good instead for your own greedy desires. I've heard you make that speech thousands of times." Indigo's father just nodded and patted his daughter's shoulders, "I'm just glad to see you're okay kiddo. Your mom would have been proud of you." Indigo nodded. Indigo's father looked to the side and his eyes widened a bit to see the old green military jeep that was parked in the driveway. "Um... Indigo. Would you care to explain to me the military car you have right here?" Indigo froze when she heard him say that. Now it looked like she was gonna be exposed for good. She slowly turned around to look at the green jeep and gulped before turning around to her father. "Well, Dad, uh... as a reward for helping stopping those bad guys, they gave me this jeep as a reward. All fixed up for me to take out on drives," Indigo said. Her father took another look at the vehicle, and he gave somewhat of a grin. That was a very nice looking car. "Do you know what kind of car that is?" Indigo smirked, "a 1943 Mitsubishi J59 military jeep. I know my cars." Indigo's father shook his head, "Okay, okay. So let me get this straight, they just gave you this car? I thought you wanted something like a hot rod or a sports car." "I did, but... not anymore. After I saw this bad boy," Indigo said as she walked to the car, patting the hood, "I couldn't say no. How awesome is this? Can I keep it? Please?" Indigo's father sighed, "Okay, since they gave it to you as a reward, I suppose I'll allow you to keep it. But its your responsibility, you have to maintain it and pay for any damage and repairs it needs. Understood?" Indigo nodded, "Loud and clear sir." "Good. Now what you say you pull that thing into the garage, and we make some celebratory cheeseburgers?" Indigo grinned, "Yes!" With Lemon Zest, she didn't have a car to show off. But rather a new boombox to show off. Since Blaster could transform into a hand held object, it made carrying him back to her home a lot easier. Besides, Lemon preferred walking than driving. "You sure your dad will be cool with me?" Blaster asked. "Yeah dude. Besides I've already got a cover for you. I bought you at a store where they sell old stuff, and I traded my new radio in for you because you're cooler," Lemon grinned. "Oh, just to warn you, I do have a few dogs so don't be alarmed when they start barking when I enter in the door." Lemon put Blaster down next to her feet as she reached for her key. She put it into the lock and opened up the door. Once it was open, she picked up Blaster and carried him inside as she went into her home. "Dad! I'm home!" "I'll be right down in a second!" Lemon's father called. And at that moment, four little fluffy puppies came charging at Lemon with excitement. "Hey babies!" Lemon took a knee down to hug her puppies, "Come here... Daw, you miss me? Aw, who missed me you wittle guys? I missed you guys too..." One of the puppies just gave Lemon's face a lick, making her giggle. "Raffles, come on," Lemon giggled. She always loved seeing her puppies come and greet her whenever she came home. It was one of the few things that lightened up her day when she returned from a long and dull day at Crystal Prep. "Aw, I missed you wittle guys! Eeee! I missed you all!", Lemon squeed as she gave hugs to the little puppies. The fluffy dog looked towards Lemon's new radio system, and he let out a few growls. He could sense something wasn't right. "Raffie!" Lemon said, getting the dog's attention. "Its fine, its just a boombox." The little baby wouldn't stop growling at Blaster which made Lemon start to panic. His cover would be blown in a instant. What could she do? Lemon looked on the floor and grinned as she got an idea. She picked up a blue chew toy and it squeaked, grabbing their attention. "You want it? You want it?" The puppies attention was drawn to the chew toy and they all stood in a playing position, ready to fetch with wagging tails. "Go get it!" Lemon said as she tossed it down a hall for the puppies to go chase it. She watched as their little tiny paws kept sliding across the floor as they ran to go grab the toy. Lemon looked forward and saw the sight of her father coming down the staircase; Citron Zest. He had white skin, with long green hair that only hit to his shoulders, with yellow eyes. He also had black pants, a gray tank top, and he wore a short sleeved jacket with a picture of a cut up lemon bar graphic on the left side. "Hey kiddo," Lemon's father scooped Lemon up in a big hug. "D-Dad... can't... breathe..." Lemon's father pulled out to look her in the eye, "Sweetheart, why didn't you call me? I thought from that terrorist attack you were gonna get killed." Lemon sighed, "I'm sorry Dad. I meant to call you, but every time I did it was always at the wrong time." "Like the time that you got sent to the principal's office just for raising your music too loud?" "That was one time!" "The point is... you need to call me when things like this happen. Okay?" Lemon paused for a moment and came to a nod, "Okay. I promise." Lemon's father smiled, "Come here kiddo." Lemon's father pulled Lemon in for a much softer hug, both of them finally relaxing from their own terrors. The feeling of losing one another was fading away as they finally calmed down. "Hey Lemon? What's that boombox you've got there?" "Oh, that! I meant to tell you. Some guy was just throwing this away, but I took it off his hands." "What? Who would throw something like that away? Its in perfect condition!" "I know!", Lemon exclaimed. "The guy just tossed it away! No way I'm letting something like this go!" Lemon's father chuckled, "People these days... But enough about that. Perhaps you should unload your belongings and get some dinner." "Okay!" Lemon rushed upstairs in a jiffy, carrying Blaster carefully in her arms. No way she was going to drop him. As she walked into her room, she set Blaster down on a desk in her room. Even in radio form, he could get a good view of Lemon's room. On the desk he sat on, there was a computer on her desk, which had many different stickers all over it. There was several posters on her walls of metal bands, science fiction shows and movies, and a few occasional fluffy puppies. Data disks, DVDs, headphones, and many other music related items were strewn all over the floor, along with some of her clothes like a few shirts, tank tops, bras, underwear, shorts, skirts, and even shoes. "Give you credit for living like a rock star," Blaster chuckled. Lemon giggled, "Yeah. Look, I got to eat with my dad, are you okay just sitting up here?" "No worry girl. I'll just chill up here. Mind if I have a look around?" "No, of course. Just... can you not reveal yourself just yet? I don't need my dad freaking out when he finds out that my boombox is an alien," Lemon cringed. "Of course. Just go eat, I'll just take a look," Blaster replied. Lemon grinned, "Thanks dude." Sugarcoat entered inside her house with one lone robot right behind her. Since Highbrow couldn't very well go to her house without drawing too much attention, he just split with his head unit and simply walked with her back home as his Headmaster component. "So... are you sure your family will be alright with me?" Highbrow asked. "Knowing them, I'm sure they'll be alright," Sugarcoat said with a warm smile. "I hope so," Highbrow replied, "Just from what I've been given as a report, the people on this planet don't react entirely well to aliens from outer space." "That's from all of those science fiction movies... and real life. But, given how you saved my life and have made it your mission to protect me at all costs, I'm sure they'll be okay with you." Sugarcoat opened the door with mini-Highbrow right behind him, and looked to see her father and mother sitting in the living room as both of their attention turned to face the two. "I now have a guardian to watch over me who's a scientist from a planet full of transforming robots that can turn into vehicles and other forms that we possess here on Earth who's been assigned to watch me in the events that the enemy that he and his allies have been fighting against for millions of years return," Sugarcoat stated in one sentence. Sugarcoat's father just blinked a few times. "Okay." Highbrow's little eyes widened. "Wait... you're just, accepting this? You aren't going to question me?" "Nope." "You're not even going to question my own trustworthiness seeing how you've never met me before? Or the fact that I'm watching over your daughter like a hawk?" "Nada," Sugarcoat's mom replied. Highbrow blinked, "Pardon my rudeness but... are you two drugged?" "No, we're not. We just heard about the news reports several weeks ago. We weren't sure if it was real or not," Sugarcoat's mother replied straightforwardly. Highbrow gave a questionable look, but Sugarcoat just rolled her eyes, still with a friendly smile. "Come on, I'll show you where I sleep." Sugarcoat walked up the stairs and Highbrow followed after. "They seem to be taking the news very well. A little too well..." On another side of the suburbs, the Autobot Outback drove right up into the driveway with Sunny Flare sitting in the driving seat. He was tasked with taking her back to her home, and Sunny had been giving him the directions home. "So this is your home? It looks like a house of a movie star," Outback gasped. Sunny smiled, "Thanks. And well, because my family's rich, we were able to afford this place. It used to belong to a really famous movie actor named Signature Weave, until she decided to get a new home. So with a famous home open, we decided to take this one." "Wait, if I'm correct, Signature Weave was in the first four Dawn of the Aliens films, right?" Outback asked. "Yes, yes she was," Sunny replied, "And we're living in her house!" "Amazing," Outback said. Outback slowly pulled up further into the driveway and stopped in front of the garage. Sunny Flare pulled out a small remote from her pocket and slipped her thumb onto the switch. Once the garage door was opening up, Outback slowly drove into the garage and alligned himself perfectly inside. "Okay, we're in. I'm not sure where my parents are at the moment, although trying to explain you may be an issue," Sunny replied. "Why? Is it because I'm not perfect enough?" "No, no!" Sunny pleaded, "Outback, I think you're perfect the way you are, I just... well... my parents seem to go for a majority of the modern stuff but... I'm more fascinated by older things. As you'll see very soon." "Alright. But wait, there's something else I must ask. Are your parents... aware, that there are giant robots from outer space living here?" "Um... I think so, but I'm not entirely sure. They've read reports about all of you in the newspaper, and we've seen a few reports on TV but... I'm not sure if they even believe it." Outback stayed silent. He wasn't sure of how he should respond to Sunny's comment. "But... I believe, that we should probably tell them that you're here. They're going to find out about you eventually," Sunny replied. Outback sighed, "I suppose so. But until then, could you perhaps give me a house tour?" Sunny smiled, "Of course." The last one assigned to watch over one of the Crystal Prep girls was Smallfoot, who was assigned to watch over Sour Sweet. After having many interactions with her, the two of them were becoming new friends with one another. And out of wanting to look out for her safety, Smallfoot requested that she be assigned to Sour to keep her safe and healthy, which made Sour Sweet very happy. The two of them were on peaceful drive back to her home, which was out in the suburbs. Both of them spent hours just talking, laughing, singing, just having a good time. Don't know why I love you Don't know why I care I just want your love to share I wonder why I love you like I do Is it because I think you love me too I wonder why I love you like I do Like I do The two of them were happily singing a 1950s song that came onto the radio station, and both of them were bouncing to the beat of the song. "I love this song!" Sour squeed, "Its so catchy!" "I didn't know you had a good taste in music," Smallfoot chuckled. "I love listening to the older songs, they're so fun! Um... please don't tell Lemon," Sour said. "I promise I won't tell Lemon Zest," Smallfoot replied. Smallfoot slowly pulled up to the driveway and turned off her engine and her lights. Sour Sweet exited out of the truck and was met with her father charging out the door and giving Sour a big hug. "D-Dad.... can't... breathe..." Sour's father pulled out of the hug and looked her in the eye. "Sweetheart, why didn't you call me? I was getting worried about you." Sour sighed, "I'm sorry Dad. I meant to call you, but Cinch kinda... took my phone." Sour's dad groaned, "Ugh, Cinch... couldn't you borrow someone else's?" "She took everyone else's phone as well," Sour said straightforwardly. Her dad facepalmed himself and he groaned. "I thought the new rule about phone restrictions were out the window." "Apparently not," Sour replied with a growl. Her father scrunched his face, "Okay. So you weren't able to call me, but you have no idea how worried I was when I heard about that terrorist attack." Sour nodded, "I understand Daddy. But I'm fine, I promise. Her father smiled and pulled her in for another hug, both of them calming down in each other's embrace. But as he tilted his head to the side, he peaked at the red truck that was parked in the driveway. "Um... where did you get that truck?" "Oh, that, uh...", Sour stammered, "I uh... bought it." "You did... what?" Sour sighed, "I'm sorry, I know I didn't ask for it but... I wanted that truck. Something about it just drew me to it and this was the cheapest vehicle I could find." Sour's father scratched her chin for a moment to think. She was at the age where she could drive, and this was something she paid for on her own... maybe it wouldn't be so bad for her to have it. "So you bought and paid for that truck?" "Yes, I did. And its in perfect condition. Please? Can I keep it?" Sour's father sighed, "Okay, I suppose you can keep it. But you are going to have to take care of it, it is your responsibility." "I understand." Sour's father smiled, "Good. Because I want you to take care of it, okay?" She nodded. "Okay. Now what do you say we go out for dinner?" "Can we take the truck?" Sour's father looked back to the truck and smiled. "I don't see why not. Come on, lets go get some pizza." Smallfoot stayed silent the entire time they spoke, and she didn't make any movements, not wanting to reveal herself. But inside, she quietly played a song that she hummed along to. I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it... I'm about to lose control and I think I like it...
Hit The DeckUp in the sky, high above the desert, an Autobot giant began soaring through the air getting ready for a major touch down. His fist was balled up, and was ready to make a huge pound into the ground. He reached closer, and closer, and closer, and closer until... *BOOM* He stood back up, looking at the huge dent he made in the ground by his fist. Looking around, he could see he made a start for a hole. But it just wasn't enough. He readied his fist again, and he made another pound into the ground, creating a bigger hole, which also made a huge amount of dust fly up in the air. He turned around, his red visor eyes looking at the crater he was in again, but still, it didn't look good. He readied his fist one last time, and made an even bigger slam than he did before, creating a huge amount of dirt flying up in the air, as well as a huge explosion. Once the smoke and dust cleared, he looked at the crater he was in again. It was much bigger than before and in comparison he was a really small guy in it. He looked up and saw one of the Autobots walking on by and she stood, looking at the gigantic crater that was pounded into the ground. She scratched her chin, giving it some long thought. "You know, Superion, now that I look at it... I think the swimming pool would look better over there!" She squeed with a happy jump, pointing to a farther location. He looked towards that direction, and he just collapsed to the ground, landing on his back.
