Bullet flipped on the radio and switched through stations. "Will you pick one already?" Crosshairs grumbled. "Calm down. You gotta pick the perfect station for the rest of the trip." She said.
She found a classic rock station, playing Wanted Dead or Alive, by Bon Jovi. "Yes! This is one of my favourite!" She exclaimed. Crosshairs hummed in response.
"I'm a cowboy! On a steel horse I ride!"
"And I'm wanted! Dead or alive!"
Bandit's voice came through the radio to sing along. Bullet grinned.
"And I walk these streets, with a six string on my back! I play for keeps, cause I might not make it back! I bid everywhere, still I'm standin' tall! I've seen a million faces, and I rocked them all!"
"Cause I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride! I'm wanted, dead or alive. Cause I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side. And I'm wanted, dead or alive!"
"Cause I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side. And I'm wanted, dead or alive."
"And I'll ride, dead or alive."
"I still try. Dead or alive."
"Dead or alive!"
"Dead or alive!"
"Mm, dead or alive!"
"Dead or aliveeeeee!"
"I might enjoy the rest of this." Crosshairs muttered, making them laugh. They started singing other song until it cut off.
"Hey!" They all exclaimed. "Sh! We're getting a message!" Crosshairs hissed. They listened close.
"Calling all Autobots. Calling all autobots."
"HES ALIVE!" Hound yelled and sped up, toward the direction which Optimus called. "Optimus?" Paxton asked. "Stayin' alive! Stayin' alive!" Bumblebee sang through the radio before following Hound. Drift and Crosshairs sped up past them.
They glanced out their windows to see a truck with flames down the side. "That's a nice truck!" Bullet exclaimed, grinning like a small child. "That's Optimus." Crosshairs answered as he stopped and let Bullet out before transforming.
"This is air Bandit, do you copy? When is lunch time?" They heard Bandit say before looking up and saw Drift in helicopter form, flying over them with Bandit inside. He transformed and landed on the ground with Bandit on his shoulder.
"Mr Leader of the free galaxy's back! I knew you'd make it, I never doubted it." Crosshairs said. "We've been waiting." Drift said, walking up and hitting Crosshairs on the shoulder. Crosshairs put Bullet on his shoulder as three humans exited Optimus.
"We got the gang back together."
Optimus transformed into the most badass looking robot ever. "Humans have asked us to play by their rules. Well, the rules have just changed." He growled. "Most human beings, bunch of back stabbing weasels." Hound muttered.
"Hound, find your inner compass. Loyalty is but a flower, in the winds of fear and temptation." Drift said. "What the hell are you saying?"
"It's a hiycoon."
"Cut the crap before I drop a grenade down your throat!" Hound growled as he grabbed Drift. "Try it, you'll be dead." Drift said, pointing his swords at him. "Watch it! We're still up here!" Phoenix yelled as she balanced herself along with Bandit.
Bullet looked cautiously at the three humans as she out her hands on her two guns at her waist, under her trench coat. "Well, raise your hand if you're thoroughly disenchanted with our pleasant earth vacation! So who's the stowaways?" Crosshairs asked as both him and Bullet whipped out their guns, pointing them at the humans.
"Whoa, what's with the guns?"
Hound and Phoenix pointed guns at them too before Optimus stopped them. "Stop Hound, both of you! They risked their lives for mine. We owe them." Optimus said. "What about us?" Bullet asked, smirking and leaning against Crosshairs helm.
"It seems we have a lot of catching up to do, after the attack." Optimus said, looking at the HIGH TECHS.
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The High Techs//Transformers fanfic
FanfictionFour of the Autobots run into group of girls that help them. But it turns out they're not exactly normal.