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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: Okay, really quick- Many questions will be answered throughout the story! Please, please, PLEASE just be patient! I'm trying my best not to reveal anything to soon!

Chapter One Hundred Twenty One: Gremlins Underfoot
Carol stared back at the multiple humans and mechs frozen in the hanger just gawking at her. “What? What’s the matter with you guys? Did your meeting not go well or something?” She turned to Judy with a huff. “Do we have to move again?”
Judy just continued to stare at her son’s best friend’s mother in complete disbelief, still to shocked for words. It was actually Fig who finally came out of his stupor and took a small step forward and off the stairs to the catwalk. “Um…Mrs. Lancaster,” he began. “Exactly where is this vending machine?”
Carol gave the man a sideways look as if he had gone completely around the bend. “What do you mean where is it?” she huffed. “It’s out by that gate house or whatever it is.”
“The utility shed?” Red asked her dazedly.
Carol nodded. “That’s what it is.” She turned back to Judy. “So do you have change or should do I have to raid the washers for change?”
Judy quickly blinked and snapped out of her shock. “Um, Carol… Did you understand what everyone was saying that time they came up from the sub-base in a panic?”
Carol gave Judy an annoyed look. “Everyone was just panicking about that one being hurt. Why?”
Judy groaned. “Carol, I think you have to start paying a little more attention here…”
“Rollerforce! GET YOUR AFT BACK HERE!” Groundhog suddenly yelped as the large red ‘Con suddenly took off out the door of the hanger, actually leaping over the humans to get out of the building.
“Inferno!” Red shouted in surprise as the other mech quickly followed the ‘Con out the door.
“Slag it,” Hound growled as he and Groundhog both took after the quickly departing twosome.
“This can NOT be good,” Red snarled as he took the time to go around the humans before he ducked out the door.
“Hey! Wait for us!” Bluestreak cried out as he and Motorhead chased after all the others.
“You’re not leaving me behind either ya know!” Blaster shouted as he bolted out the door, refusing to be left behind again. “Why is it that everyone always forgets about me?” he whined.
Rollerforce and Inferno had a head start, but the others were built more for speed than the two bulkier mechs and quickly caught up to them before they even reached the shed. “Inferno, you hold it right there!” Red Alert bellowed as he snagged his husband’s arm and dug in his heels to yank the larger mech back. “Leave the gremlins alone! They haven’t done anything!”
“He has a point,” Hound said with a frown as he caught up to the group.
All the Autobots turned surprised as it seemed that the ‘Cons had their own way of stopping their companion. “Left!” Groundhog shouted and while the ‘Bots were left in confusion, apparently Motorhead knew exactly what the medic was talking about as he proceeded to pounce on Rollerforce’s left should while Groundhog practically jumped on his right. Under their combined weight, the larger ‘Con went down relatively easily.
“Slag it ‘Hog!” Rollerforce snarled as the green jaguar proceeded to just sit on his shoulders. “Get off me!”
“You going to behave?” Groundhog drawled.
“Not in the slightest,” Rollerforce snapped.
“Motorhead!”
“Yes sir!” Motorhead laughed as he dropped down onto Rollerforce’s legs. “Got ‘em!”
“Slag it, get off of me!” Rollerforce shouted at them.
“Not until you act like a mech and not a bigger sparkling than Motorhead!”
“Hey!”
“I am not a sparkling!” Rollerforce bellowed, ignoring Motorhead’s indignant cry.
“Then ACT LIKE IT!” Groundhog snapped as he leaned over and brought his fist down squarely on Rollerforce’s head.
“OW! Damn it ‘Hog, what if you damage something?” Rollerforce yelped.
“You’ll live,” Groundhog said dryly. “And I won’t repair you and leave you for Hook to repair.”
The larger ‘Con instantly went quiet and subdued. “I’ll be good,” he said meekly.
Groundhog looked over at Motorhead who nodded and bounced up off his teammate, a large grin on his face. The Autobots just looked on highly amused. “Someone has got to explain this 'Hook' to us later,” Hound chuckled. “From Barricade’s medic phobia to Rollerforce’s reaction, I take it he isn’t the most caring of medics?”
“Let’s just say that like me, he wasn’t really meant to be a medic,” Groundhog snickered.
“Hello,” Inferno’s annoyed voice cut through the laughter. “Gremlins… on the surface… in our base!”
The others stared at the large rescue vehicle surprised for a moment before Red shook himself out of his surprise. “Oh right. Now, let’s try not to scare the poor thing-”
“‘Poor thing’?” Rollerforce repeated dumbfounded.
“Well I’m just saying,” Red frowned at him. “Bluestreak may have had a point when he said they may just be intimidated by the sudden appearance of others like themselves. Perhaps if they weren’t confronted by… all of us,” he trailed of hesitantly.
“Not you!” Groundhog snapped as it looked as if Rollerforce was about to say something. Rollerforce glared but his mouth snapped shut with an audible click.
Hound sighed as he looked around the group before he tentatively raised his hand. “I suppose I’ll go,” he volunteered.
Red presented Hound with a wide grin. “Great! So the two of us-”
“OH NO! You’re not going to confront this thing!” Inferno instantly argued.
Red whirled around to frown at him when Blaster’s hand suddenly shot up. “I’ll go!” He said cheerfully. “Besides, I haven’t seen them yet.” He frowned as he turned to the humans who had caught up with them and were listening intently. “What’s a ‘vending machine’ again?”
Fig sighed as he suddenly shoved his crutches at Mikaela. “Wait up. I’ll go too.”
“Oh I don’t know about that,” Red said with a small frown. “If it was humans who tortured them-”
“All the more reason for me to go,” Fig argued, giving Blaster a pointed look. It took the mech a moment to realize what the man wanted before he finally leaned down and held a hand out for the man. “These new mechs have got to understand that there are humans here who don’t want to harm them if they’re going to be living on this planet,” Fig continued.
“Well…”
“I think it’s a wonderful idea,” Judy agreed with a wide grin. “And besides, you’ll be there as back up, right?”
“At a considerable distance I hope,” Groundhog frowned as he looked over at Rollerforce.
“I said I’d behave didn’t I?” the larger mech frowned.
“What you say and what you do are two separate things,” Groundhog scowled.
“Perhaps we should head out now,” Red said with a small grin. “Hound, Blaster. We’re counting on you.”
“And if things go south, we’ve got you covered!” Inferno announced as he primed his own missile launcher.
“INFERNO! You’re not actually thinking about using that on the base are you?” Red Alert gasped, appalled.
“But Red… It’s the most efficient…” Inferno instantly tried to cajole, though to the others it sounded more like a whine than anything else.
Red huffed as he turned and yanked one of Ironhide’s spare guns off of Rollerforce’s side. “Use this. Less damage,” Red snapped before he turned to Hound and Blaster.
“We’re on it!” Hound said before Red could say anything else. “Come on.” Snagging the other ‘Bot’s arm, he proceeded to drag Blaster across the yard towards the small building with the bright green vending machine situated just outside of it.
“Good luck,” Red called out after them.
Hound just waved once as he continued on and Blaster gave him a bemused look. “So what’s the plan?” he asked the scout.
Hound shrugged. “Not sure,” he admitted. “Perhaps I should use my holograms first to see how he reacts.”
“May not be a good idea,” Fig announced from Blaster’s hand. “May tick him off.”
“So not a good idea,” Blaster cringed slightly. He perked up as they got closer to the building and saw the strange object he knew hadn’t been there the day before. “Is that him?”
“Mmm,” Hound nodded and the two slowed their pace slightly. “Let me go first,” Hound told his younger companion. “Stay here with Fig.”
“You lot sure are jumpy,” Fig said with a frown.
“After our past history? I’m surprised none of us shoot each other more due to our reflexes,” Hound snorted.
“Really?” Fig chuckled as he looked up at Blaster, interested.
“Don’t look at me,” Blaster shook his head. “Never really got to go out onto the battlefield.”
“Shh!” Hound hissed over his shoulder as they approached the building. Blaster hung back slightly as Hound took a few steps forward, hands held out where the small gremlin-mech could see him. “Hello,” he said quietly. “We never were introduced, were we? I’m Hound and this here is my friend Blaster.” Blaster waved with his free hand. “And that’s Fig. He’s our friend and you don’t have to be scared of him.”
Dead silence from the machine and Hound looked back at the group and shrugged helplessly. Inferno it seemed was priming Ironhide’s gun but Red snapped something at him and Bluestreak quickly got in front of the fire rig. Red turned back to them and made a small motion, indicating that Hound should keep going.
“Maybe he can’t understand English,” Blaster suddenly suggested with a frown. “They were made by the All Spark.”
Hound looked over at Blaster in surprise before he turned back to stare at the vending machine critically. “You know… you may be right,” he said slowly. He plastered a wide grin still on his face to show he posed no threat. “Hello there.”
That seemed to get an instant reaction as the vending machine shuddered all of a sudden and the strangest clicking noises began emanating from it. Blaster and Hound shared a surprised look at the noise. “That isn’t Cybertronion,” Blaster frowned.
“It isn’t?” Fig asked surprised. “Sounds about the same to me…”
“As far as I can tell, he’s babbling,” Hound said, trying to hear something recognizable from the mech as it babbled on.
Suddenly the vending machine shook once more and transformed into the strangest mech they had ever seen. He had four optics for one thing and four arms to match! The creature was rather bulky in width and rather squarish in shape but Hound supposed that was due to his original form. The creature quickly squatted down in a protective stance and glared up at them with lime green optics as it took a few steps away from them, still chattering away.
“What do we do?” Blaster asked in a stage whisper.
“How should I know,” Hound hissed back, all the time keeping the large smile on his face, though it was beginning to wear on him. “Take it easy there,” he tried to sound pleasant and as non-threatening as possible. “We’re not going to hurt you.”
As he said what he hoped were reassuring words, Hound had the bad luck to take a small step forward. This apparently startled the mech as two of his hands quickly shifted into rather large cannons. Blaster quickly took a step back and brought up his other hand to cup over the one that held Fig in case there was any fire. Both Autobots could suddenly hear a rather loud commotion from the other group behind them but neither one of them dared look away from the new mech as they waited to see what he would do. Hound just hopped the others kept Inferno and Rollerforce from firing.
Raising his hands, Hound took a very slow step back away from the snarling mech. Then another, never letting his optics leave the mech that was watching his every move. The small mech reminded him of the Earth creatures that he sometimes came across and Hound decided that it would be best to act like what he did when he came across one of wild Earth’s animal creatures and startled them. He gave them their space and broke the direct line of vision. He took another step back until he was once again in line with Blaster who had yet to move.
The small green mech chirped at them again in his rapid clicking and took a step away from the building, momentarily looking over at the group still standing at the edge of the yard. The four optics turned back to Blaster and Hound as it started backing up , now that he was away from the building. “Err…” Fig blinked down at the creature.
The mech seemed to jump six feet in the air and Hound and Blaster instantly ducked as the mech began firing at them. It wasn’t actual plasma rounds it was firing at them however as small metal things began pelting both mechs repeatedly. Blaster cupped both his hands to keep Fig safe as he and Hound tried their best to avoid the projectiles.
“Slag it, get down!”
Both mechs hit the ground as Inferno and Rollerforce were suddenly there each with their weapons online and aimed for the creature. The vending machine squealed as it seemed to recognize the danger and it whirled around in an attempt to flee. Inferno and Rollerforce weren’t going to let the thing get away that easily however as Rollerforce got a shot off, being just a smidge faster than Inferno.
Chaos erupted as suddenly there was an ominous roar and a large black mech suddenly appeared from behind one of the hangers and tackled Rollerforce to the ground. Inferno it seemed wasn’t that better off as the small white mech seemed to be climbing him like some rabid chipmunk up a tree and was biting the fire rig at random intervals.
“GET IT OFF ME!” Inferno screeched, dropping the cannon as he tried to grab the little creature.
Rollerforce wasn’t doing any better as he struggled with the large SUV mech that was doing his own best to bite him. “What the slag is wrong with these things!” he yelped as the mech went at him with teeth and claws.
“INFERNO!” Red Alert yelped and rushed out to try and help his husband as Groundhog bellowed at Rollerforce to let the other mech go.
“I’m TRYING!” Rollerforce hollered back. “He won’t let go of me!” His optics suddenly brighten in surprise as he saw movement on the creatures shoulder and suddenly a small round mech leaped off of the black mech and landed right on Rollerforce's face. "Uwah! There's another one!" he sputtered as the thing started stabbing at him with it's pointy legs.
Groundhog tried to get to his teammate in order to help when unfortunately the vending machine had turned around at the arrival of his companions and was again shooting sporadically at all of them, forcing everyone to duck and dodge the small projectiles that were being shot at great velocity their way. A strange liquid exploded from the objects at impact and Groundhog could have sworn he heard Mikaela swear off something about a mountain liquid but he couldn’t puzzle it out as he stood to his full height and glared at the reigning chaos. “ENOUGH!”
Everything came to a screeching halt as the word echoed out over the desert and everyone turned to stare at the petite ‘Con. Red and Inferno had stopped trying to get the small white mech while Rollerforce and the large black one had frozen in mid-wrestle, the small round mech scuttling off of Rollerforce's chest. Groundhog couldn’t help but smirk when he saw that the larger mech had Rollerforce’s hand still clamped in his steel jaws. He quickly glanced over to see where his other teammate had disappeared too and was glad to see that both Motorhead and Bluestreak seemed to have used their own bodies as a sort of shield to protect the humans on in the yard. The humans themselves seemed no worse for wear as he glanced to see both Hound and Blaster getting back up on their feet.
Groundhog turned back to the main group and scowled. “I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!” he roared. “THIS IS GETTING US NO WHERE, FAST!”
Everyone just continued to stare at Groundhog completely stunned by the sheer volume that originated from ‘Con. Red jumped when the tiny white mech suddenly crawled off Inferno’s shoulder and onto his own, chirping sporadically as it tried to hide behind his head without falling of his shoulder. There was a gasp from Inferno but Red quickly glared at him and Inferno got the hint and fell silent, not wanting to startle the small mech any more than it was.
The others seemed to be subdued also as the black one released Rollerforce’s hand and sat up, though not getting off of the glaring ‘Con. The smaller one quickly scuttled up the black mech's leg and went all the way back up to rest on the top of the SUV's head while the vending machine had wandered back to the group, poking Blaster in the leg a few times. Blaster glanced over at Groundhog at a loss, a horrified look on his face as the vending machine began knocking on his leg instead of just prodding it. Groundhog sighed as he looked over the new mechs. “Are you going to be a problem?” he drawled.
“Um…” Hound quickly brought up a hand, stopping whatever else Blaster was going to say as they waited to see what the mechs were going to do.
The vending machine quickly darted over to the Cadillac Escalade and began chirping hysterically. The vehicle didn’t respond but did finally stand up and got off of Rollerforce, stepping back a few spaces away from the ‘Con. It didn’t seem as if he had any weapons and the vending machine had swapped his own cannons back for his two extra hands, much to everyone’s relief. Groundhog sent Red a quizzical look and the security chief looked back just as confused as he glanced at the white mech on his shoulder.
“Um… it’s okay now,” he said quietly as he tentatively brought up his hand and gave the tiny square what he hoped was a comforting pat. The little mech surprised him when he suddenly chirped and snuggled closer to Red’s face.
“Oh no!” Inferno snarled. “Get him off you!”
“How?” Red asked him the tiny mech actually hissed at the fire rig. Red was vaguely surprised that Inferno didn’t hiss back as his husband glared at the thing. The X-box just hissed once more for good measure before it cuddled back up against Red once again, balancing perfectly on his shoulder with its claw-like feet.
Groundhog sighed as he finally moved and quickly ended up at Rollerforce’s side. “You okay?” he asked, glancing every now and again at the gremlins.
“I’ll live,” Rollerforce sighed, running his hand this way and that as he inspected the damage. “At least he didn’t shoot me.”
“True,” Groundhog chuckled as he turned back to the two mechs before them. “Groundhog,” he said pointing at himself. He pointed at them and tilted his head quizzically before he pointed back at himself and repeated his name then pointed back at them.
Random chatter emanated from the vending machine, going almost non-stop as it clicked and whistled at them. Groundhog just stared at the little thing. “I don’t think they can understand us,” Rollerforce finally announced to the others as they slowly started moving closer.
Red was hesitant to move with the tiny mech on his shoulder but the mech didn’t seem to mind as it simply clutched the small light on the top of his head when Red made a tentative step forward. With a sigh, Red made his way to the other’s side as quickly as he could with a passenger on his shoulder. The small vending machine stepped closer to the Escalade and everyone quickly took the opportunity to look the other vehicle mech over.
He wasn’t quite as bulky anyone would have expected. Wide shoulders but equal in proportion to his figure with large arms and sturdy legs. Even the creature on his head was fascinating. With long, pointed legs. It almost looked like the spiders they came across every once in a while.
Hound had to admit that when the All Spark made mechs, it seemed to know what it was doing. These mechs weren’t made for Cybertron terrain with its smooth surface and metallic features. These mechs were made for the more rough, rugged terrain of Earth. He said as much to the others.
“How can you tell?” Rollerforce drawled as he looked the mechs over.
Hound just shook his head as he turned to Red Alert. “Anyway, I don’t think that they really understand Cybertronion or even English,” he reported.
“They’re very curious creatures,” Red smirked as the mech on his shoulder leaned forward to try and smell Hound.
Hound barely managed to suppress a smirk as he held out a hand. The mech stared at it for a moment before quickly leaning back and pressing himself against the side of Red’s head again, refusing to look at Hound. “They’re like the skittish animals of this planet,” Hound stated as he withdrew his hand.
“Or like children,” Judy announced from Bluestreak’s hand as he and Motorhead had picked up the few humans off the ground. Mikaela was nodding from his other hand while Maggie and Glen just continued to stare at the newest mechs.
“They are rather child like,” Groundhog said as the vending machine had started poking him now that he was the closest one.
“Oh don’t tell me…” Rollerforce groaned, already anticipating what his current leader would say next.
“Yup. That means we can’t shoot them,” Groundhog said sternly.
“Slag,” Rollerforce huffed as he glared at the Escalade.
Emerald optics brightened as the mech took a large step back and away from Rollerforce, the small spider like creature balancing on his head at the movement. Groundhog frowned as he looked down at the vending machine still poking his leg curiously then at the white mech perched on Red’s shoulders. “They all have green optics…” he mused aloud.
“Strange,” Red frowned as he tried to turn his head to look at the mech on his shoulder though it was difficult. “There have only been red and blue before.”
“Perhaps because it was on Earth so long?” Hound suggested.
“But…” Blaster frowned as he looked over at the Escalade in confusion. “I could have sworn his were red before.”
“I think I know.” Everyone turned to Inferno surprised, but Inferno was staring right at the X-box on Red’s shoulder. Without warning, he reached forward towards the creature and the mech instantly reared back and hissed at him, his optics flashing red with anger. Everyone gasped as Inferno withdrew his hand. “They’re ’Con’s alright,” he drawled.
All three members of the Race Track Patrol glared at him but it was Red who whapped him in the arm. Hound could have sworn he heard the small white mech chuckling. “That’s enough Inferno,” Red snapped. Inferno just shrugged and continued to glare at the white mech.
There was a small chuckle from Bluestreak. “So I take it we’re keeping them?” he asked highly amused.
“I suppose so…” Red sighed as he looked the gremlins over.
“What?” Inferno yelped appalled. “You can’t be serious!”
“What else do you suggest we do with them?” Red Alert bit back. “We can’t just throw them out!”
“You have got to be kidding me!” Inferno yelped.
“Inferno!” Red glared. Inferno looked as if he wanted to argue more but finally just fell silent, content for the moment to just continue glaring at the x-box.
“So I suppose we had better come up with names for them then,” Motorhead stated as he looked the new mechs over.
“I suppose,” Groundhog sighed as he glanced down at the vending machine. “I don’t think they have any.”
The vending machine looked up at Groundhog momentarily before it jumped and quickly scuttled back towards the Escalade, chirping rapidly as it went. Blaster turned to Fig with a puzzled look on his face. “No one ever did explain what a vending machine did anyway.”
“It’s a drink dispenser,” Mikaela told him. “They usually have a variety but this one seems to only have Mountain Dew stocked in him.”
“Dewbot?” Bluestreak suggested hesitantly.
“Too much ‘Con in him,” Hound chuckled.
“Look, name him ‘Dispensor’ for all I care, what the slag are we going to do with them?” Inferno growled. Red turned back to glare at him again when suddenly a loud beeping sounded off in the courtyard.
Everyone jumped at the sudden interruption in surprise. The Escalade whirled around and quickly ducked behind a hanger again as the vending machine whipped out his cannons and looked around for the cause of the strange sound. The X-box didn’t leave Red’s shoulder but began hissing again as it glared at the mech who was unfortunate enough to be the source of the sound.
“That’s Soundwave,” Blaster sighed as he turned off his alarm. “They’re checking in.”
“Make it quick and get back out here,” Red nodded. “Inferno is correct when he said we needed to find a place for these guys.”
Blaster nodded as he quickly turned and began heading for the main hanger while the others began speaking rapidly about names for the newest residents. There was a sudden chirping sound in Red’s audio receiver and he looked at the mech on his shoulder in surprise as a very recognizable data pad was suddenly held out to him. “Well I’ll be damned!” Red burst out laughing, startling everyone around. “Ironhide was right after all!”
“Have you got him yet?” Optimus asked the large vehicle next to him worriedly.
“Negative,” Soundwave announced flatly. “No answer as of this time.”
“-Optimus!-” Blaster’s breathless voice suddenly burst out of Soundwave’s speakers and Optimus and the others sighed in relief. They were on a fairly deserted road and so everyone could hear Blaster for themselves this time as Soundwave sent the feed to his on board speakers.
“Blaster! We were afraid we were out of range,” Optimus spoke relieved.
“-Yeah, sorry about that,-” Blaster huffed. “-We’ve had some… developments on our end.-”
“Anything about Thirteen?” Barricade demanded as he squeezed between the two larger vehicles.
“-Nope, sorry.-”
“Slag,” Barricade growled.
“Well we’re just checking in,” Optimus continued. “We’re just about at the Canadian border and should be there-” There was a sudden shout from the speaker and Optimus frowned at the sound. “Is everything all right over there?”
“-Yeah, we’re fine,-” Blaster insisted and there was a small laugh. “-You just worry about getting that Energon before Starscream does. We’ll worry about our end here.-”
Optimus internally frowned. “If you say so.”
“-Right then. Good luck! Blaster out.-” The others listened as there was sudden shouting in the background and they could hear Inferno complaining loudly about something. They drove in stunned silence for a while, convinced they didn’t hear what they thought they heard.
“Did Inferno just threaten to knock a gremlin off of Red’s head?” Ratchet asked a bit dazedly.
There was a sudden chuckle from Ironhide. “And you slaggers thought I was paranoid,” he laughed as he pulled ahead of the very puzzled group. He continued to laugh until they finally reached the Canadian border and the second half of their bizarre road trip began.
-To Be Contined

Author's Note: Okay, the little Spider thing was the steering wheel! Yes, I made him like a cassette or rather like Scoponox... who is still in Qatar and I need to figure out a way to get him. -_-; So that's what I did to explain that scene in the movie. Join us next time for chapter One Hundred Twenty Two: Port of Passage
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