Transformers: This Is Crazy

Chapter XV

LadiesMan217

Selena's P.O.V.

"If you hurt my dog, I'll kick your ass!"

"Get me a sample on that vegetation ASAP!"

"Sam, Selena! Do not say anything, especially you Sam!"

"Okay."

"Not a word until we get a lawyer!"

That's all I can hear as we are grabbed by the men in the business suits and moved out of the house. There were many people in lab coats and in the business suits as they walked on dads lush green grass and picked on mom and dad's beautiful garden.

Mojo, our family chihuahua, was taken away from us and into a black van. Mom and dad were handcuffed and led to another black car where they got in.

The rest of us? We were put into another black vehicle. I couldn't tell since my mind wasn't comprehending what was going on.

I sat tensed on my seat in front of Sam and Mikaela while Longshot sat besides me.

We were all tensed, just anticipating for the moment when the government agents would spill out about aliens.

I moved around my seat, uncomfortable again with these handcuffs wrapped tightly around my wrists and because the seats were not comfortable at all. I would expect for the government to have some nice, comfortable cars for once.

I looked up front just to see the two agents looking carefully at us, assessing us up. I was doing the same thing, trying to see if they were armed, tense, or at least their names or personal information.

No such luck.

I turned around to look at Sam, who sat uncomfortable also.

"So." I whispered. "What's the plan?"

He didn't respond back. Just looked at me and shook his head.

Great, we were stumped.

The secret agent at the driver's seat was driving smoothly through the Los Angeles streets, driving on the Cesar E. Chavez Avenue and almost towards the Los Angeles River.

No one spoke up through the ride until he did.

"So, uh..." He said, pausing as he took out an evidence bag that contained a flip phone. "LadiesMan two-seventeen. That is your eBay username, right?"

The agent sitting on the passenger seat looked right at me, smirking at the username. I looked at him confused then turned straight towards Sam.

"You changed it, didn't you?" I said, angrily.

"What? Ah..." Sam said practically nothing. I turned towards the agent in the passenger seat and shook my head.

"Nope. That's not my username. It was BlackIce, but this guy-" I pointed to Sam. "Is the guy you would want to talk with."

We all looked at Sam and he shrunk back into his seat. Mikaela especially looked and seemed to criticize him. Sam looked at her and then seemed to get some kind of strength to prove himself to her about something.

"Yeah, but, you know, it was a typo and I ran with it." He said, defending himself.

I grumbled in my seat, crossing my arms.

The agent smiled and took out the phone from the evidence bag.

"Well, what do you make of this?" He said and clicked on the phone to show a recording of Sam.

"My name is Sam Witwicky, okay? And my, uh, car-" Sam's voice said from his phone.

"Is that you?" The agent in the business suit asked.