Left off:
"What about you Flares? A-are you ok?" Bree stuttered. Flare only nodded before rushing over to help Cade with Optimus.
Currently:
The loud music from Lucas's Mini was audible as he drove up the driveway. Bree and Marz looked up from what they were doing, Tessa looking up from her homework too.
"I'm back!" Lucas yelled.
"Took you long enough!" Tessa called back, an annoyed look on her face.
"I had to see the doctor, I got a welt on my head, makes me look like a friggin' Star Trek character!" Lucas grumbled walking to the barn.
"Cade, Flare. Why are you willing to help me?" Optimus asked.
"I guess maybe because you trust us to." Cade replied. Flare couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her mouth.
"I guess Lucas is back... Finally" Flare muttered the last part as the words 'I'm back' could be heard.
"Took one hell of a hit ya know? Missile just missed your power source." Cade said, Bree and Marz walk through the Barns door to come check up on Flare and Cade.
"That's why they call it a miss-ille" Flare piped in, a big smile on her face as she flicked her fingers and did the action much like Bumblebee in the first movie with sam. She only gain confused looks from Optimus and Cade while Bree was laughing and Marz chuckled "it's a pun, but it didn't seem so pun-ny now" at that she got a whack on the head by Marz "Ok, ok I'll stop" she huffed, though a cheeky smile still lingered
"We call it a Spark. It contains our life force and our memories." Optimus Told Cade.
"Yeah, we call it a soul" Cade replied.
"Dad!" Tessa yelled from outside the barn, this drew the attention of all who remained in the barn. Cade instantly went to investigate what made Tessa call him out, Flare and the others following. Black vehicles could be spotted driving up the long gravely road, Cade stood in the Y section of his driveway, making the black vehicles pull to the side and park. Armed men began poring out of the black vehicles and circling around the area, one man in particular strode up to Cade to talk to him face-to-face. Flare and her friends where back more towards the house at this point. it was clear to see that all three had instantly tensed up, Flare continually clenched and un-clenched her hands into fists as her infamous death glare stretched across her features, directed towards the man walking up to Cade.
"James Savoy..." Flare muttered in a deadly tone. her friends seemed to look uncertainty at their friend.
"Flare... Don't" Marz warned, her hand holding the fiery woman back.
"Don't worry, i won't do anything to him... yet" She whispered back. her eye's darting towards her combat knife, which was hidden within her combat boot. as she edged in front of her friends protectively.
"Mr. Yeager, my name's James Savoy. I'm a federal agent. My men and I are trying to track down an abandoned truck." Savoy took a quick second to get a good look of the area "It's a nice spread you got here. Too bad she's for sale."
"Well, thanks. She's not. That the truck you mean?" Cade replied. gesturing to one.
"Isn't that a Ute?" Bree mumbled.
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A Flare Of Mischief ( TF Fanfic )
Adventure[ON HOLD] Ever thought what it'd be like traveling into Transformers? And a friend with that? Well that's what happened to three girls who enjoyed this movie, a little too much maybe. Flare, Bree and Marz, or well what they're called. Their real na...
