Author's Note

I'll admit this is... rushed, to say the least. But I wanted to leave something behind for you guys to enjoy. Anyways, see you all real soon!

Arrival To Earth

We now return to the Transformers...

While the Autobots were out running patrols, Energon runs, continuing to see if there were people in need, and if Decepticons were around, the Crystal Prep girls were attending school as part of their daily schedule. And because Principal Cinch was no longer running the school, it meant that Dean Cadence was now taking over. And as another plus, most of the old rules had been dropped, along with the uniform code, so now everyone was attending school with clothing that made them feel more at home. And every day at Crystal Prep now, they were feeling more at home than ever before.

"Hey girls," Lemon Zest said taking a seat a lunch table with a tray full of food.

The rest of the girls sat down with their trays of food, and with more than happy faces.

"How did music class go?" Sunny asked.

"It was awesome! I can now master the art, of rockin on a guitar!", Lemon stepped up on the seat and made guitar playing gestures with her fingers.

"Very lovely Lemon," Sunny replied, "What about you Sugarcoat? Any successes in science? Did you ace that test?"

"As a matter of fact, yes I did. I received an A+."

"As per usual?" Indigo asked.

"Yes."

"I thought so. You're like the smartest girl in this entire school."

"Compared to Twilight, she has a higher I.Q than me," Sugarcoat stated, "Except for the fact she's a lousy scientist."

"Sugarcoat, surely that can't be true," Sunny replied.

"Remember what we did to her at the Friendship Games? The magic that was contained in that pendent that she specifically said she had no idea how to operate? And then suddenly she's opening it like she's releasing a swarm of bees?"

The girls blinked and paused.

"Yeah, you're right that was pretty stupid... but that was only because we were pressuring her, that's what made her do it!" Indigo said.

"Well you're going to be interested in this part. Before any of us even got our new Autobot friends, and before Sour even started a relationship with a cyborg," Sugarcoat continued, "Twilight wasn't being careful with the... what's that name of the cube with the Arabic symbols on it?"

"The Allspark, and there was no Arabic symbols," Sunny sarcastically said.

"Anyways... the point is, she her friends apparently thought it was a good idea to touch it, and that turned them all into Cybertronians for a few weeks."

Indigo blinked, "Well now that's just dumb."

"Exactly my point. But... that's all in the past now."

"Is there a point in what you're saying dude?" Lemon asked.

"The point is, high IQ, terrible scientist."

"Why didn't you just say that?" Sour asked.

Sugarcoat shrugged.

Sour Sweet just rolled her eyes, "How did drama class go Sunny? Any new plays you all are going to put on?"

"Actually yes. The teacher said that sometime near the end of the year we're going to put on a performance of Plant Of Terror! And I am very excited for it," Sunny grinned.

"I'm glad to hear that. I'll be sure to see the show," Sour smiled.

Sour felt her phone buzz and vibrate in her pocket.

"Oh, excuse me for a second?"

Sour pulled her phone out and read the text that had been sent to her.

Sour. Just letting you know, I'm going out to go search for a Decepticon fugitive. I'll be back sometime this afternoon to join you to the car show. Have a great day my sweetness, I love you.

The text also came with a picture of Smallfoot blowing a kiss to the camera, making Sour smile.

Lemon chuckled, "The big rig sent you a text?", Lemon wiggled her eyebrows.

Sour scowled, "Never. Call my girlfriend... Big Rig. I'm the only one who can call her that, okay?"

"Okay, okay, sheesh, take a chill pill," Lemon protested.

"But... yes she sent me a text saying she loves me, and she's planning on meeting us over at the car show this afternoon," Sour replied with a smile.

"Sweet!" Indigo replied. "I can't wait to see all of those fancy rides..."

"Just don't drool all over them like you did last time," Sugarcoat said.

Indigo scowled, "I wasn't drooling over any of them."

"Tune Wrench got mad at you because your saliva spilled on the seats of his hot rod," Lemon said.

"I wasn't drooling, can we please stop!?" Indigo protested, "Sheesh!"

Sour rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah, yeah... anyways, I hope she likes the place. There's all sorts of old cars around, I think she may like them."

"She's into old machines like you too, huh?" Lemon asked.

"Yeah, yeah, we're old, I know," Sour said.

"I wasn't saying that. I was just asking," Lemon said.

"Oh. Well, yeah, we kind of like older stuff, you know. 80s, 70s, you know."

"I know you two are retro. And that's awesome," Lemon grinned.

Sour smiled, "Thanks."

The group was quiet as they took a few moments to eat some of their food. No one said a word, but instead they just stayed in the void of awkward silence. Until Sugarcoat spoke up.

"How the flying feather are you two together?"

Sour just shrugged.

"Chemistry maybe?" Lemon asked.

"You know," Indigo rubbed the top of her head with her fingers, "At this point I don't think its worth trying to question. Nothing's going to split those two apart and they're happy the way they are."

"At least they're happy together. Hopefully nothing will split them apart," Sunny said as she took another sip of her drink.

The pirate cruiser navigated its way through space, traveling through hyperspace, with only a few miles left to arrive to Earth. Nothing stood in the ship's path, and they were finally arriving.

"Alright everyone. We've arrived at Earth. Now since we have two fugitives to capture, we're splitting up into two groups. Overload, Scatterspike, and Road Rage; you're going to go to the continent this world calls... The United States of A.....Amare... America."

Road Rage and Overload gave confused glances but eventually just shrugged.

"While you three hunt down the signal there, Roughedge, Forewing and I go to the location this world calls... Shanghai, China. Contact us if you should ever need help. Now split into the shuttles."

Both groups with their members began a run through the hallways, all moving on their way downwards to the shuttles they were assigned to. Unfortunately there was one problem ahead of them...

"Ugh! Forewing, move your mandibles!" Roughedge shouted.

"I cannot remove a part that is attacccheed... to my facccceeee....", Forewing hissed as his face was pressed against the chest of Roughedge.

"Oof, ow! Scatterspike, your nails are digging into my behind!" Road Rage groaned.

"That's not my nails," Scatterspike said, her voice muffled into the floor.

"Then who is it!?" Road Rage said as her face was smushed against the console.

"That would be my wing...", Overload cringed, "Sorry..."

Road Rage groaned some more as she tried to move her body.

"Lets make this straight... from now on, we just go down one by one!" Shadelock yelled.

"Agreed!" Everyone yelled.

Road Rage, Overload, and Scatterspike had finally made it over to the shuttle they were ordered to board, but all of them were hurt and not very happy. Each one of them had a permanent scowl on their faces, and their skins were scratched up.

"Next time... lets just wait for Shadelock and the others to ride down the elevator first."

"I think we clarified that earlier Overload," Scatterspike said launching a spit into an empty can on her left.

"Can we just go already? I think we've wasted enough time being stuck in that elevator. How did we even get out?" Road Rage asked, "I blacked out half of the time."

"That part was my fault. One of my quills got lodged into your, uh... well, lets just say I accidentally shot you and you blacked out for a bit."

Road Rage blinked still scowling, "Well that would explain the pain in my behind... now can we please go for 4 hours without someone hurting me?"

"Yes, now lets go!"

Overload's fingers tapped against the control modules and the shuttle began to take off. The engines let out a burst of flame, and it flew from the large hangar that was at the bottom of the pirate cruiser, and it descended towards Earth's atmosphere. It sped up faster and the ship began to move at a faster speed as it was hurling through space going straight down towards the planet.

The inside of the ship however was shaking and rattling hard, making lots of loud noises as they were heading straight down to the surface.

"Okay, once we land, we're gonna start searching for Fracture immediately. We cannot waste any time, and I really don't want to run any Autobots...", Road Rage gulped, "Or Optimus Prime."

Scatterspike turned her head and raised a brow.

"Let me get this straight, you're not afraid of half of the Decepticons in Megatron's army, yet you're afraid of Optimus Prime?"

"That seems a little questionable, don't you think?"

Road Rage glared, "He kicked Megatron's tailpipe thousands of times and he's strong enough to kick our skidplates, okay?"

Scatterspike rolled her eyes and continued to stare forward as the ship continued its course down to Earth, hurling through more and more atmospheres.

"Lets just hope we don't have any issues with them on Earth...", Overload groaned.

The shuttle landed safely on down to Earth without any problems or malfunctions. And with the cloaking mechanism on, the ship was covered in something that no one would be able to figure out.

"Perfect. So lets go hunting!" Scatterspike called.

Scatterspike led the charge, and following behind was Overload and Road Rage. Their feet clanked and made loud noises as they all ran on the ground, but luckily for them they were isolated out into a small forest where they weren't going to be spotted. It was just a matter of being able to walk around society without being spotted.

Eventually their running came to a halt when they leapt over a fence and found themselves landing in a tight space that was no longer covered in forest. There were two walls isolating them together that were made of cobblestone and brick, there were a few puddles on the ground formed by a few gutter pipes that were leading down to the ground,

"What in tarnation? Where are we?" Scatterspike asked.

Road Rage moved forward and used a hand to gesture them to stay close behind her. The two slowly walked behind her, but they kept their backs against the walls, not wanting to be spotted. Poking her head out from the wall, she looked at the surroundings around her. She could see a few cars were driving out on a street, there were a few civilians walking on the sidewalks, and there were two policemen standing by their car.

The fembot blinked for a moment and then pulled herself back to look to her partners.

"Okay... so there are organics wandering around the streets. I'm not sure how we can walk around without drawing attention to ourselves. Does anyone have any--"

"Officer Strongarm!"

Road Rage froze. She slowly turned her body around and looked to the parked cars, and her eyes bulged when she saw what was in front of her. An Autobot, was standing out in the open, and she was talking to the two uniformed officers.

"Yes Captain Sparrow?", Strongarm asked.

"There's a car show starting in roughly half an hour, and we could use some guards on duty in the case that someone tries to steal any of the cars there. Care to volunteer for the job?"

"I'd be glad to help sir! Where is the show?"

"Just take a few turns, and you'll find yourself going over to the Canterlot Mall. There's a big open space in the parking lot set up for the car show, you can't miss it."

"Thank you Captain. I'll see you two there," Strongarm said.

She transformed into her police truck mode, and she pulled out onto the street and drove on by past the green light. Overload smirked as he saw her drive on by.

"Autobots...", Overload sneered.

"Wait, look!" Scatterspike spoke up.

The group watched carefully as they saw a yellow old bug car park up onto the sidewalk. Stepping from the car was a girl with curly pink hair and yellow skin, wearing a white tank top and a green skirt with butterflies on them. The moment she stepped out from the car, the car transformed itself to reveal an Autobot as well. A small one too.

Road Rage blinked, "Bumblebee..."

"Optimus Prime's top scout," Overload said, "Want me to slag him?"

"Is everything about killin' with you? We can't just go killin' him out in the open, everyone's going to be houndin us fer days!"

Overload sighed, "You're right. That wouldn't be wise of us to stray from our path."

"Shh! I'm trying to listen in on them!"

Road Rage listened with an open audio receptor, and she listened carefully to the conversation going on between them.

"Afternoon Bumblebee, Fluttershy."

"Afternoon Officer," Fluttershy said.

"Afternoon officer," Bumblebee replied.

"You two planning on going to see the car show later today?"

"We can't. Homework to do, animals to take care of, you know," Bumblebee replied.

"Understood. Just remember to have fun you know? You don't need to take everything seriously," the officer said.

"Right," Bumblebee said, "I'll just wait out here for you. I'll see you when you get out."

Fluttershy smiled, "Okay. This shouldn't be too long, I'll be out soon."

Bumblebee smiled back and he transformed his shape back into his car mode in the parking spot, while Fluttershy stepped into the coffee shop that was across from Bumblebee.

Overload scratched his chin, "Hmmm... so it would seems as if the Autobots can walk around freely without being harassed or called out upon."

"Okay, but what does that have to do with anything?"

"I think we can use this to our advantage..."

Scatterspike and Overload shared a glance before their faces exchanged smirks, and then they turned to stare at Road Rage with their mischeivous grins.

Road Rage glared, "No. I'm not doing it."

"Come on, this may be our only chance of blending in," Scatterspike said.

"I don't care, they're going to know something's wrong when an Autobot is walking around with a clawed out insignia is wandering around without any calls or signals, and she has two Decepticons walking right behind her."

Scatterspike smirked, "That's not gonna be a problem. Lucky for you, I thought ahead and brought us some supplies to help us in this situation."

She reached behind the platings of her back, and a secret compartment opened up. She reached with her claws and pulled out a few handheld cans which she shaked rapidly.

"These can cover up our marks so we can wander around," Scatterspike replied, "Overload, swing your wings towards me, I've got to cover up your marks."

Road Rage groaned and scrunched her face, "You two are idiots. This isn't going to work...."

5 Minutes Later

Road Rage hesitantly stepped out from the alleyway, onto the sidewalk. Her entire body was now visible to everyone and everything. She took a deep breath, and exhaled as she carefully walked on the crosswalk going to the officers across the street.

This is the most stupid plan I've ever done.

"Um... excuse me, officer?" Road Rage asked.

The two policemen turned around and were taken aback by the new forms in front of them.

"Hello ma'am. You're with the Autobots, aren't you?"

Road Rage gulped, "Yes sir. I am."

"Then why is your symbol scratched out?"

"Oh, I destroyed the tracking mechanism. I was being chased by Decepticons and well, you know... I wanted to avoid detection, and this was the best I could do."

"I see... And how come we haven't seen you before?"

"Oh, I'm a newbie, just got here a few weeks ago. And uh, I'm with two others as well."

Right behind her, Scatterspike and Overload made themselves appear in plain sight. And the doors on Overload were colored dark black, hiding the Decepticon marks he wore. And on Scatterspike's hunch was spray painted orange hiding her mark as well.

"Howdy officer," Scatterspike said.

"Afternoon sir," Overload replied.

The two police officers stared at them for a few moments and then to each other, and then looked back to the trio.

"So... if you all are new, why are you out here?"

"Oh, we're just hanging out and, we were wondering, where exactly is the um... car show?"

The officer looked to the fembot for a second and eventually came to a smile.

"Just take a few turns, and you'll find yourself going over to the Canterlot Mall. There's a big open space in the parking lot set up for the car show, you can't miss it. Just follow the signs and you'll be fine."

Road Rage smiled, "Okay, thank you officer. Scatterspike, Overload, come on."

Road Rage moved onto the street and transformed into her Cybertronian car form, and the officers stared at her while her vehicle form appeared to be hovering above thin air. No actual vehicle mode. And right behind her was Scatterspike who converted into an armored car with big wheels, and Overload who also hovered above the ground in his alternate mode.

Once the light turned green, the three of them drove forward and exited out of the empty street on their way to the car show. But what they didn't see was that the yellow car was watching them the entire time.

Oh great. This is just perfect. Wait... Smallfoot and Sour Sweet said they were going to be there. And so were the rest of the girls... maybe they can intercept those three in time...

The radio system began to turn on inside of the car, and a phone number began to dial.

"Sour Sweet, pick up! Come on!"

No pickup, just a dial tone.

"Okay... Lemon Zest, pick up! Pick up Lemon!"

Once again, another dial tone.

"Well this is going to be hopeless. Sugarcoat, pick up! Pick up! You always answer the phone! Not answering it would be rude just like you always say! Just pick up already!"

The Transformers will return after these messages...