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Cover Me
By Black Dragon Queen
Author's Note: Well, a short and sweet chapter. Had to stick this in so the next chapter will make sense! Again un-edited so I do apologize! Please enjoy anyway!
I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LATENESS~! I'm having SO many problems with my computer it's SO not funny! Seriously, I've tried to post for 4 hours now! Stupid machine!
Chapter One Hundred Twenty Six: Bloody Weather
“This is the best steak I think I’ve ever eaten,” Ron stated as he swirled the last bite into the remaining sauce and finished it off with flourish.
Sam shook his head as he watched his father sit back and sigh contently. “You’re just saying that because you’re not the one paying for it.”
Ron grinned widely. “I know, because you’re the one paying for it! And it’s wonderful.”
Epps shook his head, unable to keep the grin off his face. “Technically the Autobots are paying for it. It’s their credit card.”
“Well if we want to get technical, then it’s Keller who’s paying for it. He set up their account,” Will stated as he pushed his plate forward.
Epps frowned as he saw most of Will’s lasagna still on the plate. “Don’t tell me you’re still feeling off?” Epps huffed as he finished his beer.
Will shrugged and was surprised when a bottle of fitness water was suddenly held out to him. Steve was setting his bag down as Will accepted the bottle. “It’s lukewarm, so it should help but we should probably get some ginger ale before we leave.”
Will nodded as Ron was signaling the waitress. It was fairly easy considering the dining room was mostly empty. Will made his request while Sam pulled out his wallet and set down his credit card in the little folder. Everyone was surprised when the waitress shook her head. “You boy’s best think about staying tonight,” she said with a nod in the direction of the window. “Snow’s coming.”
“What?” everyone muttered as they looked out the window themselves to see that it had indeed begun snowing while they had been eating.
“Oh slag,” Sam groaned and the waitress shot him a puzzled look as she picked up the bill plus card.
“You may consider getting a room,” she told them. “Since it’s off season, there’s plenty of them.”
“Thanks, we’ll discuss it,” Ron nodded and the waitress meandered away.
“So what do we do?” Epps asked as Will sipped his water.
“It doesn’t look too bad out though,” Steve announced with a thoughtful look and indeed, the snow was falling very lightly and looked almost to be melting as soon as it touched the ground.
“But how will we be able to drive in it?” Ron mused.
“It’s not us dad, it’s the guys,” Sam sighed as he set down his napkin. “I’ll go see Optimus.”
“Wait up,” Miles announced as he finished off his cherry soda and quickly followed Sam out of the dining room and out into the snowy weather. “Clouds look bad,” he announced as he put his coat on.
Sam gave him a curious look as he pulled his hat on. “What?”
“My grandmother’s place in Dakota,” Miles told him as they started headed towards the lot where Optimus and the other unattached mechs were waiting. “Uncle Rick told me that clouds the look like that mean heavy snow is on the way.
Sam frowned as he looked up at the clouds above. They weren’t dark like the rain clouds they encountered in California but they were hanging low. He glanced over at Miles. “You sure?”
“Ask dad when they get here,” Miles chuckled.
Sam nodded as they turned the corner and were surprised to see all the mechs there, including the three couples. “Wonder why they’re back,” Sam mused. He was soon answered as they could hear ‘Cade shouting something and the whole group shouted out in indignation. Sam and Miles glanced at one another surprised at the word that was bellowed before they both took off towards the cars in the parking lot at a dead run.
Sam only hoped he got to Barricade before some of the more forceful ‘Bots did.
“Oh fuck.”
The human swear was so random that it startled ‘Bee out of recharge and he glance over at the mech beside him in surprise. “Since when do you swear like an Earthling?” he asked.
“Up,” was Barricade’s curt reply.
“Up?” ‘Bee looked in the direction of the sky. “Fuck!”
“BUMBLEBEE!” There was an outraged shout behind him and ‘Bee instantly cringed forward as he realized that Ironhide had been behind him the whole time.
Barricade was of no such discomfiture. “The snow finally got here!” he growled at the gunner. “We are so in deep oil and it’s not funny.”
“What the slag are you talking about?” Ironhide huffed as he tried to figure out what in the world had the two younger mechs at such a fret.
“What’s going on over there?” Optimus called curiously from his position on the other side of the parking lot.
“How should I know?” Ironhide called back only to quickly move as Barricade pulled out of his spot and headed over towards the Autobot leader. “Where are you going?” he asked only to roll back again as Bumblebee quickly made his way after the Mustang.
“We have a problem!” Barricade announced loudly as he stopped in front of the large eighteen-wheeler.
“What?” Optimus sounded surprised and he instantly went into leader mode. “What’s happen?”
“The snow’s coming,” Bumblebee announced in a panicked voice, as if he were announcing the end of the world.
Perceptor and Ironhide who had wandered over to see what the fuss was about just stared at the two younger cars in front of them in shock as Optimus sat back on his tires. “What?” he asked stunned.
“The snow,” Barricade repeated. “It’s going to start snowing.”
“Oh really?” Ironhide drawled. “Could you give us an exact time as to when it’s suppose to snow?”
“Err… How about now?” Bumblebee told him as the first few snowflakes began to fall onto his windshield.
“This is it?” Perceptor asked curiously as he quickly ran a scan of the small poufs of white. “It’s just cold water,” he stated rather disappointed. “The same as what we saw in Seattle but without the rain.”
“Oh-h-h no-o-o-o!” A new voice entered the conversation. “L-l-low cl-l-louds!” Frenzy groaned as he sat down on Barricade’s hood dramatically and crossed his arms in a huff. Rumble watched his small mate puzzled as the two condors landed next to him.
“What’s with him?” Laserbeak asked curiously.
“The same as usual,” Ironhide sighed and the tiny ‘Con growled low in his voice box as he glared at the top kick.
“The snow is finally headed for us,” Barricade announced grimly, moving slightly back so Frenzy would get off his push-bar. “Everyone be prepared for the worst conditions you’ve ever seen.”
“You mean what we saw in Seattle wasn’t it?” Rumble asked surprised as Frenzy wandered over to his position and practically leaned against him as if trying to hide. “I thought you said that was snow,” he continued as he rebalanced himself to compensate for the added weight.
“Yeah, light snow,” Barricade stressed with a low snarl. “This is snow, snow.”
“You mean there’s a difference in snow?” Ironhide asked incredulously.
“Same as rain,” Bumblebee told him in all seriousness. “You can get a light shower or a heavy downpour. It all depends on the conditions.”
“What about rain?” Soundwave’s flat voice inquired as he pulled up to the group, Ravage sticking his head out the window trying to bite the small flakes of white as they passed.
Despite his sour mood, Barricade couldn’t help but snicker at the cat’s antics. “Forget the rain,” he told his comrade. “We’ve got the snow coming.”
“But we’re all set, right?” Soundwave asked curiously. “You brought the oil.”
“What oil?” Optimus asked surprise.
“The winter oil,” Bumblebee explained. “It’s a thicker mixture than the summer variety.”
“We have to use a different oil?” Ironhide sound surprised and Barricade couldn’t help but laugh at the gunners surprised.
“Yes, we do. Different everything in fact,” Barricade drawled evilly. “Different oil, different tires, different washer fluid, different-”
“Different tires?” Perceptor interrupted with puzzlement. “What’s the differences?”
“Grip,” Bumblebee told him.
“Huh?” Perceptor clearly didn’t get it and a thought suddenly hit Bumblebee like a lightning bolt.
“Do we even have spare tires for him?” he asked Barricade, worry in his tone.
“Considering he was a microscope when we first left?” Barricade huffed.
“In ot-ot-other w-w-words, no,” Frenzy announced.
“Wait? Spare tires?” Optimus asked surprised. “What are you talking about?”
“You brought spare tires?” Ironhide sounded shocked.
“Yeah, we’re not idiots,” Barricade told him flat out.
“I think you’d better call the others back,” Bumblebee told Optimus over Ironhide’s sputtering.
“I think so too,” the larger vehicle sighed as Ironhide finally got himself under control.
“Are you calling us idiots?” Ironhide nearly bellowed.
“Ironhide, enough. Let’s get the others here and we’ll figure this all out,” Optimus sighed as he switched on his radio. However to his surprise, static was the only thing he received. “What in the world?”
“Its begun,” Barricade lamented with a groan.
“We’re doomed,” Bumblebee agreed in a dark, ominous voice.
“Enough out of you two,” Ironhide growled at them, trying his best not to sound as worried as he was actually becoming. “You just trying to scare us.”
“Is it working?” Barricade snickered.
“Why you-!”
“Ironhide,” Optimus snapped, his patience thinning.
“What?”
“Enough,” the other ‘Bot told him before he addressed the other large rig in the lot. “Soundwave-”
“Connecting in progress,” Soundwave announced to Optimus’ surprise.
“Oh. Um, thanks.”
“You’re welcome Optimus Prime.” Barricade could immediately detect the smug note in the other ‘Con’s voice despite the fact that it still sounded rather monotone on the surface.
“Soundwave, I believe I’ve told you before,” Optimus chuckled. “It’s-”
“Just ‘Optimus’,” both Barricade and Bumblebee stated in unison much to the four smaller ‘Cons amusement.
“I must say they are entertaining if nothing else,” Buzzsaw snickered.
“Like a three ringed circus,” Barricade chuckled.
The two birds looked over at the Mustang puzzled but it was Perceptor who asked, “What’s a ‘circus’?”
“Never mind,” Barricade snickered as they could hear Prowl’s surprised voice over Soundwave’s speakers.
“-Who is this?-” was Prowl’s first tense words.
“-Prow babe, relax,-” Jazz’s voice was the next one heard on the line before either Optimus or Soundwave could say anything. “-What’s up boss ‘Bot?-”
“It seems that we need to hold a meeting,” Optimus announced and Ironhide groaned at the announcement.
“-About what?-” Jazz seemed surprised by this.
“Apparently it seems that we were grossly unequipped for the change in weather,” Optimus chuckled. “Luckily our two more experienced members were prepared.”
“What can I say?” Barricade chuckled. “We weren’t about to haul your afts all the way to Alaska.”
“-We’re coming, Jazz out!-” Jazz called out before Prowl could say anything else and the line went dead.
“Well, two down, four to go,” Optimus chuckled. After a quick conversation that pretty much went the same way as the first one, Ratchet and Wheeljack stated they would round up the Lambos on the way and the line went dead a second time.
“Frenzy!” Barricade startled the others by calling out.
“G-g-got it!” Frenzy chirped and moved away from Rumble to head towards the large trailer. “R-RUMBLE!”
The other mech jumped at the call and quickly followed the silver mech. “Oh, right.”
“Again?” Ravage grumbled as Soundwave opened his door for the large feline to climb out. “Put them on the trailer, take them off the trailer. Make up your minds!”
“Unfortunately Ravage, the humans have yet to come up with a way to control the weather,” Barricade chuckled.
“Or even predict it accurately,” ‘Bee snickered.
“True,” Barricade agreed as they watched the snow flutter down lazily.
“I still don’t see what the big deal is,” Ironhide huffed. “Its just moisture.” There was a sudden then and Ironhide yelped loudly as he felt something bounce against his side.
“O-o-oops!” Frenzy smirked as he retrieved the large tire. “Go-o-ot awa-way from m-me.” Both Barricade and Bumblebee noticed, not only the darker optics but also the very unapologetic tone in the small mech’s voice. Megatron even whistled as he rolled the wheel towards Optimus, though he tried to keep it broken and out of tune to continue under the cover of Frenzy’s stutter.
Bumblebee didn’t know whether he should be amused or horrified at the Decepticons’ diminutive leader’s antics. He looked over at Barricade but still in car mode, it was difficult to gauge what the ‘Con was thinking. Deciding that it was best to just stay out of it completely, he instead turned his attention to the oncoming disguised Autobots.
“What’s the problem?” Prowl demanded as soon as he pulled into the parking lot. “What’s going on?”
“Can’t you tell?” Barricade drawled before Optimus could respond. “Did you not notice the small white things floating down in front of your optics?”
“What? The snow?” Jazz asked surprised.
“It’s pretty!” Sunstreaker announced as he pulled up next to the tiny red mini. “Why doesn’t it to this where we live? It’s much prettier than all the brown.”
“Because it’s too warm in the region and the temperature must-”
“Perceptor, save the statistics for later please,” Ratchet sighed pulled up by Optimus. “Now what?” the hummer demanded in a huff.
“Ratchet, it’s all right,” Wheeljack instantly tried to sooth the irritated mech. Not that Ratchet was having any of that.
“Then why’d they call us back? It was just getting to the-”
“TMI!” Ironhide, Barricade and Bumblebee all yelped.
Ratchet huffed but was stopped from saying anything as Frenzy this time, leaned the large tire he had been rolling against the neon medic. “I th-th-think this i-i-is ‘Hi-hi-hide’s,” he announced and he lifted it up once more and rolled it over to the truck.
“What?” Wheeljack asked puzzled. “What’s going on?”
“Apparently we need different equipment for the roads due to the snow,” Optimus told him with a small sigh.
“What?” Sunny and Side’s both bellowed.
“But my tires are fine!” Sunny insisted appalled that the others would even suggest that they were not.
“But the traction got to be crap,” Barricade drawled. “Unless you want to slide all the way to Alaska.”
“That would be fun.”
“Jazz!” Prowl yelped aghast.
“What?” Jazz snickered. “It would be entertaining, that’s for sure.”
“What exactly is it that we need to change?” Wheeljack asked as it seemed that neither Prowl nor Ratchet were going to ask for additional information.
“Tires, oil, washer fluid, antifreeze…” Bumblebee listed again for what felt like the thousandth time.
“And individual extra heaters for our core wires and Energon tubes,” Barricade added gravely. “Those freeze, we die.”
The Autobots were stunned at this announcement, even ‘Bee. “You didn’t mention that.”
“You never asked Autobit,” Barricade drawled.
“I’m glad I’m not a car,” Ravage chuckled as he rolled one of the smaller tires towards Jazz.
“But I don’t want new tires!” Sunny wailed. “I like mine.”
“And how do we know that these tires aren’t just some ploy?” Wheeljack suddenly demanded. “Why would the ‘Cons go through all the trouble to ensure we’re ready for the snow?”
“Indeed,” Prowl instantly agreed. “Seems highly suspicious to me.”
“Oh for Primus’ sake, I thought we were past this,” Optimus groaned.
“Apparently not,” Ironhide chuckled.
“Look. If you don’t want to use them, that’s your choice,” Barricade told the two in a bored tone. “However, I think that it would be best if your other halves took every precaution, wouldn’t you agree?”
Both Wheeljack and Prowl seemed stunned at this as Ironhide let out a bark of laughter. “He’s got you there,” the older mech laughed.
“Sunny! You need the tires!” Sideswipe instantly announced.
“But they’re ugly!” Sunny huffed angrily.
“But why would Ratchet need them?” Wheeljack asked, this time genuinely bewildered. “He’s a larger vehicle.”
“Let’s just say its better to be safe than sorry,” Optimus snickered.
Wheeljack still seemed puzzled about this and was even more confused as Ironhide started laughing before the large truck meandered away a bit and a loud howl of laughter erupted from the mech. “What’s that about?” Wheeljack looked over at his husband. Ratchet just let out an annoyed snort and didn’t answer.
“But why?” Sunstreaker’s loud groan brought everyone back to the topic at hand.
“Sunny, just look at you windshield,” Sideswipe drawled.
The yellow Lamborghini had indeed been flicking his windshield wiper every few seconds to clear the glass from the snow that was accumulating there. In fact, everyone was startled to find that they had been using their wipers subconsciously in order to brush off the snow. Even Soundwave’s team had scuttled back into the large mobile command vehicle some time earlier as the snow began falling down more rapidly and in bigger flakes.
“Okay,” Ironhide muttered to Bumblebee and Barricade as he rejoined the group. “We believe you.”
“So how are we going to do this?” Optimus asked the group at large.
“Well clearly we can’t transform ourselves in the middle of a town like this,” Prowl announced.
“Should we wait until we get out of town and then pull off somewhere?” Wheeljack asked, ever the problem solver.
“We could do that,” Barricade agreed, surprising the Autobot. “But you’re forgetting that not only do we have Soundwave’s team, with Rumble and Frenzy able to get around more discreetly-”
“We ai-ai-ain’t your ma-mai-servants!” Frenzy stuck his head out the window long enough to shout.
“-We also have the humans,” Barricade finished with a small laugh.
“We can’t just rely on them all the time,” Optimus drawled.
“But they do come in handy,” Barricade laughed.
“So what do we do first?” Bumblebee asked curiously. “Oil?”
There was a rattling sound as the larger ‘Con literally shook on his frame. “Ick.” The older Autobots backed slightly up in order to stare at the large mech in surprise. Soundwave just continued to remain silent.
“I don’t think I want that,” Sunny instantly announced already backing away.
“Sunny!” Sideswipe yelped as he quickly got behind the other Lamborghini. Perhaps not the best idea as the pavement had rapidly become slick with moisture and Sunny continued to slide right into his twin.
“SIDES!” Ratchet yelped as he scuttled around the other mechs, or tried to at least as he also continued to slide right past the two smaller vehicles.
“RATCHET!” the remaining four members of the First Team cried out in horror. Luckily the rest of the parking lot was fairly empty and the large hummer had room to spare by the time he finally came to a halt.
“Oh that’s it,” Barricade huffed in exasperation. “FRENZY!” he hollered.
“WH-WHAT?” Frenzy hollered back just as loudly, startling his fellow teammates. They had never seen Frenzy act in this particular fashion before.
“GET THE CHAINS!”
“CH-CH-CHAINS C-C-COMING UP!”
“CHAINS?” Every Autobot there, save Bumblebee who had been warned ahead of time and had assisted in the packing of, bellowed.
If Barricade was in mech mode Bumblebee would have bet his last credit that the ‘Con would have been giving the other Autobots a large, evil grin as he confirmed that they had indeed heard correctly. “Chains.”
-To Be Continued
Author's Note: Please join us tomorrow for chapter One Hundred Twenty Seven of Cover Me: Evil Equipment!
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