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By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: The weekend that refused to die... STILL REFUSES TO DIE! GRRR! -sighs- Again, a late post because I only just got home. Anyway, this is a chapter that will probably make many of you stop and go "What was she THINKING?" but this idea was floating around from the very beginning when this story was only a notion and I had to write it. And again, I missed someone on the Age equivalent list. Has been corrected.
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Ages: Megatron: 37-40 (Give or take a month)
Chapter One Hundred Sixteen: Follow the Leader
“How much longer is it to Washington?” Ironhide called out from where he was at the back of the group.
“About an hour or so,” Ratchet called back. “We still have a few days to go you know.”
“We better hurry though,” Prowl announced. “We’re supposed to be at that place in Alaska next week.”
“Oh relax. It’s not like they’re going to leave without us,” Jazz chuckled.
“We still shouldn’t make them wait,” Prowl insisted firmly.
“It's fine,” Optimus sighed. “We knew that there would probably be a few setbacks.”
“Ending up in Nevada is a set back?” Ratchet chuckled.
“We said we were sorry!” Sunstreaker yelped, thinking Ratchet was speaking to him.
“You hush!” Ironhide growled at the yellow car.
“But it wasn’t even our fault that time,” Sideswipe added, a pouting tone to his voice.
“Does it matter whose fault it was?” Prowl muttered.
There was a silence from the others for a few moments until Ironhide burst out. “It was your fault you lug nut!”
“It was an accident!” Prowl shouted defensively.
“Sure it was,” Ironhide drawled and both Lambos snickered.
“ALL RIGHT! THAT DID IT! EVERYONE DRIVE IN SILENCE FOR THE NEXT THREE HOURS!” Optimus bellowed, frustration evident in his voice. Everyone quickly went silent in shock as Optimus pulled ahead of everyone grumbling under his breath. “I deal with idiots, I swear. Can’t even go on one road trip peacefully, oh no! We all have to act like Sparklings that have just been onlined. I swear…”
There was a small chuckle from Ratchet. “Aw… is the big old leader feeling sorry for himself?”
“Ratchet, don’t tempt me,” Optimus huffed. “I swear if one more thing happens I may just turn around and leave everyone here to fend for themselves.”
Ratchet just laughed. “Well I don’t know about the others, but the twins would be fine.”
“Primus don’t remind me,” Optimus groaned. “I swear I need that vacation like two months ago.”
“Don’t worry Optimus. I think everyone is getting a little snappish because we’ve been together for so long. Once we get to the next rest point and everyone gets a little alone time perhaps they’ll be in a better mood,” Ratchet stated professionally
“Oh please let that be the problem,” Optimus groaned. He paused momentarily. “You know, amazingly enough, Barricade and Bumblebee have been the best behaved this entire trip.”
“I think that’s because they have Sam going from one to the other keeping the peace,” Ratchet laughed. “You may be the leader but it's Sam that they listen to.”
“At least they’re listening to someone,” Optimus said relieved.
“True,” Ratchet snickered.
“Hey, why’d everyone go quiet?” Perceptor asked as he reduced his speed to drop back to join the others. “Did I miss something?”
“I think Optimus is getting another one of his ‘headache's’,” Jazz said in a mock whisper.
“Oh…” Perceptor thought this over for a moment. “What’s a ‘headache’?”
“Do you have any eights?” Sam asked.
Miles looked down at his cards. “Go fish,” he announced.
“Slag,” Sam frowned as he took one from the deck that sat on the seat between them. Both Sam and Miles were in the back seat of Bumblebee where they had jumped in after the rather interesting event at the restaurant.
Bumblebee chuckled at the soft curse. “How are we doing back there?” he asked curiously.
“Bored out of our minds,” Miles sighed as he looked over the cards in his hand. “We need to get some more games at the next place we stop at for supplies.”
“And get Megatron a coloring book,” Sam added with a smile.
“What?” Bumblebee asked, sure he didn't hear what he knew he had.
“Never mind,” Sam snickered as he handed Miles his four of diamonds.
“Perhaps we can ride with Soundwave later and play some games on the stolen console,” Miles suggested hopefully.
“Actually I think we should actually transfer all that stuff into Optimus’ trailer,” Sam said with a small frown. “What if he has to transform or something?”
“Why would he need to transform?” Bumblebee asked surprised. “We’re on the road surrounded by humans.”
“I’m just saying,” Sam said with a frown. “What if we run into Starscream?”
“-The boy does have a point,-” Barricade suddenly agreed through the watch turned comm..
Sam frowned at the device at his wrist. “Do you ever stop eavesdropping?” he demanded.
Barricade just chuckled. “-Now why would I want to do that?-”
Sam rolled his eyes and looked back down at his growing deck as Bumblebee switched on his own communicator to speak to the ‘Con. “What do you mean a good idea?” the Autobot questioned.
Barricade sighed. “-After everything that’s happen, I would think that an attack by Starscream would be far more likely than we previously thought .-”
“-Indeed,-” Soundwave joined the conversation. “-May I ask how Starscream came up?-”
“We were just talking about how we might want to move your newly acquired… items into Optimus’ trailer,” Sam chuckled, “in case something happens where you need to transform in a hurry.”
“Do you think we should throw our bags into the trailer too?” Miles asked with a small frown. “’Cause now that I think about it, you guys are right when you say it’s more than likely they’ll have to change forms.”
“My bag is still in Barricade,” Sam said with a frown as he glanced out the window at the mech in question.
“-Well I highly doubt that Starscream is going to attack us way out here,-” Barricade chuckled. “-As a jet, I doubt he’ll look up travel routs by road from California to Alaska.-”
“True,” Sam nodded as he handed his six over to Miles, thus completing Miles' set and ending the game. “But I’m still worried now that I think about it.”
“We’ll shift everything tonight,” Bumblebee told the boy. “I doubt that anything else is going to happen today.”
“-You just had to say that, didn’t you Autobit?-” Barricade sighed and Sam turned to look out the back window in time to see Barricade suddenly flanked by the Lambos.
“Oh dear,” Sam chuckled. “’Bee, we may have a problem.”
“What are those two idiots up to now?” ‘Bee huffed.
“Don’t know but I don’t think we’re going to like it,” Sam sighed as he shuffled the deck, keeping one eye on the scene behind them. Sam didn’t admit it out loud, but he was beginning to get worried at the different scenarios that the two Autobots' may do to the ‘Con and knew that if he had been riding with ‘Cade then the Lambo’s wouldn’t have even thought to try anything.
It was strange but Sam lately had been more apt to ride with Barricade than with ‘Bee the few times there had been a choice on who to ride with. It was like he just couldn’t stop worrying about the ‘Con. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he was still at the mercy of the Autobots kindness; which was strange because Sam knew that as long as the First Team said he could stay, Barricade was fine.
That didn’t stop the others from giving the ‘Con a hard time though as Sam eyed the two Lambos critically. With a quick glance, Sam frowned when he saw Soundwave far behind them, having gotten caught behind the few cars that were on the road aside from them. If Soundwave had been traveling with them instead of avoiding them like he was, Sam doubted that the twins would have wandered over so nonchalantly. With a quick look in the other direction he saw that Optimus was a ways ahead of them and the only one that was close enough to them to do anything was actually Perceptor. He highly doubted that the twins would listen to Perceptor. Sam frowned. “Not good.”
‘Not good,’ Barricade sighed as he suddenly realized that he had two rather bright shiny Lamborghini’s on either side of him. ‘What the Slag do these idiots want?’ he groaned to himself as he tried to figure out a way to get out from between them. “Anything I can help you with?” he drawled over the communicator as he tried to maneuver around a rather slow SUV.
“-We just wanted to visit,-” Sideswipe chuckled from Barricade’s left side. “-We thought you might be lonely back here.-”
Barricade twitched internally. “Really?” he asked warily. “Well ‘hello’. Now go away.”
“-Awww. What’s the matter? You don’t like our company?-” Sunstreaker asked with a small laugh.
“No,” Barricade said flatly becoming more and more irritated the longer the two drove beside him. “Now what do you really want?”
“-Can’t you just trust us when we say we wanted to visit?-” Sideswipe asked.
“I trust you as far as I can throw you,” Barricade snarled, “and considering Sunstreaker’s condition that’s not far if I don’t want Ratchet after my aft.”
“-Why does everyone insist that I can’t do anything for myself now?-” Sunstreaker sighed heavily.
“-I believe in you Sunny,-” Sideswipe called out over the con.
“-Aww, thank you Sides.-”
“Oh please,” Barricade groaned, becoming thoroughly disgusted. “Really, can’t you guys go bother Prowl or something?”
“-Prowl’s acting all lovey dovey with Jazz,-” Sideswipe told him.
“-Yeah, Prowl’s no fun when he’s being all mushy, -” Sunstreaker added.
“-Besides, he’s not as much fun as you are,-” Sides finished.
“Primus help me,” Barricade muttered under his breath. “Go. Away.”
“Aw, come on ‘Cade. You don’t mean that, do you?” Sunny chuckled.
“Go away or I shoot you,” Barricade snarled.
“-And he means it you two,-” Bumblebee called back to them.
“-You guys are no fun,-” Sunny whined.
“-Yeah,-” Sides said with a huff. “-You have to loosen up a little. Have some fun.-”
“No,” Barricade snarled. “Now go away.”
“-I think he just needs some motivation Sunny,-” Sides chuckled.
“-Indeed Sides.-”
Barricade was beginning to get a worried feeling in the pit of his tank. “What are you two-”
Barricade didn’t even finish his sentence as there was a sudden pressure on his left as Sideswipe pushed him over. “-Sunny, catch!-”
“What the slag?” Barricade yelped as he was pushed over into the other lane.
“-Got ‘em!-” Sunny laughed as he pushed Barricade back the other way.
“-What the fuck are you two doing?-” Bumblebee yelped in shock as he watched the antics on his rear camera.
“-Having fun!-” Sunny chirped as he passed Barricade back.
“THAT DID IT!” Barricade yelped.
There was a squeal of tires as Barricade suddenly braked, causing Sideswipe to nearly crash right into his twin. As soon as the two were clear, Barricade hit the gas and got right behind the red Reventón and wasted no time rear ending the mech. Bumblebee groaned as the Lambo let out a surprised squawk.
“He deserved it,” Barricade told the Camaro as he bumped into Sideswipe again.
“-Ack! We’ve angered the beast! RUN!-” Sideswipe yelped with a barely surprised laugh.
“-Right behind you!-” Sunny called out as the two quickly revved it and took off.
“Oh no you don’t!” Barricade growled. With a quick flick of the switch the older Autobots, who were already surprised as the Lambo’s passed them by at a speed that could not possibly be good for Sunny’s condition, were surprised again as sirens began wailing and Barricade flew by them in hot pursuit of the twins.
Bumblebee groaned as he watched the two Autobots and one ‘Con take off down the road. “This is so not good,” he muttered.
Sam snickered as he climbed into the front seat. “They deserved it,” he repeated Barricade’s words.
“Optimus isn’t going to be happy,” ‘Bee insisted as he listened to the chatter over the comm. link.
“-What the-?-” Prowl yelped as the mechs tore past him and Jazz. “-What the frag do you idiots think you’re doing? We’re suppose to avoid attention! Get back here!-”
“-SUNNY! SLOW DOWN!-” Ratchet bellowed as he suddenly flew past the white patrol car in pursuit of his patient. “-REMEMBER YOU CONDITION!-”
“-Shouldn’t you be worried about your own?-” Ironhide asked with a laugh.
“-Slag it. Will you all get back here before we’re separated again!-” Prowl yelled as he activated his own sirens and took off after the other four.
“-Hey wait for me man!-” Jazz called out as he went after his husband.
“-Ratchet! Calm down! You can kill everyone later!-” Wheeljack called out as he went after his husband.
“-Can I go with them?-” Perceptor asked Optimus hopefully.
“-No!-” Steve and Ron shouted horrified.
“-Aw…-”
“-Should we go after them?-” Ironhide asked as he pulled up next to Optimus while Bumblebee increased his speed to join them.
“I don’t think Barricade will really do anything to them,” the younger 'Bot told his leader truthfully. “He’s too afraid of Ratchet.”
“-Man look at ‘em go,-” Epps laughed as he had to shade his eyes to see the other cars clearly. “-With everyone getting out of their way, they’ve got a clear shot.-”
“-Since Barricade, Prowl and Ratchet have their sirens on; it’s only natural that people freak out,-” Will chuckled.
“-I so need that vacation,-” Optimus groaned.
“-What would you have us do Optimus Prime?-” Soundwave asked as he joined the few Autobots who were still behind the racing group.
Optimus was quiet for a moment. “-They can handle themselves,-” Optimus sighed. “-Perhaps now we can get some peace and quiet.-”
“-I hear that,-” Ironhide laughed.
“Are you sure you want to leave them?” Bumblebee asked fretfully. “Who knows what can happen.”
“-Hopefully they’ll get pulled over and it will finally be enough to teach them to behave,-” Optimus huffed.
“-Optimus. This is the twins we’re talking about,-” Ironhide drawled.
“-As long as they’re out of my wiring, I don’t really care at this point,-” the big rig huffed. “-I’m their leader, not their slagging mother. They have to take responsibility for their own actions.-”
Ron and Steve chuckled at this announcement as Sam rolled his eyes. “Poor Barricade.”
“-Barricade is quite capable of taking care of himself,-” Soundwave assured him.
“It’s not Barricade I’m worried about,” Bumblebee admitted. “It’s what Ratchet’s going to do to him after he finishes with the twins.”
“GET BACK HERE YOU FREAKING LAMBOS!” Barricade shouted as he swerved around a slow moving car to catch up to the two Lamborghini's.
“Damn it Sunstreaker, slow down!” Ratchet bellowed beside him, not even bothering with the communicators.
“Everyone slow down!” Prowl hollered as he tried to get ahead of the twins. Unfortunately the twins had a bit more speed compared to the Dodge Charger and were still pulling away.
Barricade snarled as the Autobots began passing him by when suddenly a small Pontiac whizzed by. “Woo hoo!” Jazz cheered as he practically flew down the road.
“Damn it Jazz, you slow down too!” Ratchet yelled.
“Come on man! Live a little!” Jazz called back with a joyous whoop.
“Guys! We have to get back to Optimus!” Wheeljack managed to pass both Barricade and Jazz as he quickly caught up to the large hummer. “Ratchet, slow down !”
“Not until I catch those twins!” Ratchet snarled.
“Nya, nya, nya, nya, nya! You can’t catch us!” Sideswipe chirped annoyingly.
“I’ll run you down myself if you two don’t stop it!” Prowl startled everyone by yelling.
“Aw, come on Prowl! Have some fun!” Sunstreaker chirped.
“Fun’s over!” Barricade suddenly shouted as he put on some speed and actually passed all the Autobots up.
“What’s with him?” Sunny asked surprised as Barricade increased the distance between them.
“Don’t know,” Sides admitted.
“I do,” Jazz suddenly shouted. “COPS!”
“WHAT?” Ratchet yelped as he checked his rear camera. Two of the highway patrol cars could be seen weaving through traffic trying to catch up to what they thought was a high speed pursuit; which it was but not one that needed the human’s police force to join. “Oh slag. What do they want?”
“We’re about to find out,” Prowl groaned as his CB radio clicked on.
“-This is the Oregon state police. Halt and identify yourselves,-” an unidentifiable voice declared.
“Yeah right, like that’s going to happen,” Barricade huffed as he put on some more speed.
“What do we do?” Sunny asked fretfully. “We can’t pull over.”
“Can’t they see our damn diplomatic plates?” Ratchet snarled. “Are humans really that oblivious?”
“I’ll see if I can talk them down,” Prowl announced.
“You really think that you can be that convincing?” Barricade drawled. “I doubt they’ll care since we’re the ones going over a hundred and fifty on their roads.”
“Run for your lives!” Jazz yelled rather cheerfully as he zipped past.
“Run away!” Sunny and Sides began chanting as they weaved through traffic.
“Now you two are sounding like the guys in that 'Holy Grail' movie!” Barricade shouted after them.
“What’s a ‘grail’?” Sideswipe called back.
“DOES IT MATTER?” Ratchet bellowed. “We have to get out of here!”
“-Car number three-nine-seven, what is your position?-”
“-We’re up by the thirty seven off ramp. We’re setting out the spike strips now.-”
“SLAG IT!” Barricade yelped.
“Now what?” Sunstreaker cried out. “How are we suppose to get around that?”
“Can you fly?” Barricade drawled.
“Actually…” Ratchet began thoughtfully.
“Think of something quick! The strips are just ahead!” Jazz yelped.
“Follow my lead!” Ratchet yelped.
“What lead?” Sideswipe called back.
Everyone dropped back as Ratchet rushed ahead of everyone and even closer to the police barricade. The humans had cars on either side to ensure that they would be forced to go over the spikes or stop before they hit them and Barricade mentally frowned as he tried to figure out what in the world the Autobot medic was up to when he suddenly just stared as Ratchet, without warning, actually managed to jump straight up and over the cement medium. Tires squealed as Ratchet quickly pulled a U-turn and took off back in the direction they had come from.
“Why didn’t we think of that?” Jazz cheered as he followed his friend’s lead and jumped the medium as well.
“I’m with idiots,” Barricade sighed as he prepared his shock absorbers and shifted his thrusters to below his chassis. With a deep breath, he too jumped the medium and turned around to take off after the medic.
Ratchet just laughed. “With all the police on the other side, it will take them a while to catch back up with us!”
“I can’t believe you did that!” Wheeljack yelled.
“It worked didn’t it?” Ratchet drawled.
“Ratchet! Ratchet! He’s our mech! If he can’t do it, no one can!” The twins cheered.
“Complete idiots,” Barricade groaned as he quickly activated his link with Sam’s watch. “Hey Sam!”
“-Barricade! Where are you?-” Sam’s worried voice came down the line.
“On our way back,” Barricade told him. “Just tell the others to look for some obscure off ramp and we’ll try to meet up with you!”
“-I’ll tell Optimus,-” Bumblebee sighed before he clicked off.
“That was fun!” Jazz shouted. “When do you suppose we can do that again?
“NEVER!” Wheeljack and Prowl shouted in unison.
“Just suck the joy out of our life,” Sunny sighed.
“You guys really need to get a sense of humor,” Sides added.
Barricade was surprised when Prowl suddenly dropped back to drive alongside him. “I’ll distract Optimus and then you take them out,” the white patrol car whispered.
Barricade just stared in shock at the Autobot commander. “I don’t think Ratchet would like that very much,” he said cautiously.
“I’m willing to risk it,” Prowl replied with a small huff.
Barricade could only stare at Prowl in stunned surprise. “Hey Ratchet!” he suddenly called out. “You sure Prowl ain’t preggers?”
Prowl’s growling was the only thing that answered him.
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Join us tomorrow for chapter One Hundred Seventeen: Getting the Facts (I know, my titles are SO witty. -Rolls eyes-)
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