Transformers: This Is Crazy

ChapterXVII

It's Over

Selena's POV

Okay, to be honest, Bumblebee is cute. I mean, he acts like a teenager even though he might not be since I've heard that aliens live longer or shorter than us, but that's not why I think he's cute. He's cute for being so... different and almost childish. He's like a giant big robot with humor and possibly a heart. Him lubricating on the Agent Simmons is way too humorous and impossible to ignore. Who knew aliens can act like humans and have a humorous personality.

"Bumblebee, stop lubricating the man." Optimus Prime said with that serious expression. I smiled and looked up at him, knowing even though he was serious, he wanted to smile.

I looked back to see as Simmons waved his hands back and forth, trying to get rid of some of the excess liquid clinging on to him.

"Get that thing to stop, huh?" Simmons said, glaring at Bumblebee. Mikaela frowned and stepped up a little.

"Alright, tuff guy, take it off." She said, crossing her arms across her chest. Me and Simmons frowned, wondering what she was talking about.

"What are you talking about?" Simmons voiced out our thoughts on the subject. Mikaela sighed and shook her head.

"Your clothes, all of it, off." She commanded. My frown went upside down, smirking at the thought of humiliating the Agent. Even I wouldn't have thought of that.

"For what?' Simmons asked, looking annoyed.

Mikaela sighed and stepped closer to Simmons, stepping on his shoes and glaring down at him or more like up.

"For threatening my dad and us all." Mikaela said. I secretly smiled, satisfied that we at least had one same human enemy.

Simmons glared back down at her with a fierce intent to cause harm. "Little lady, this is the beginning of the end of your life."

"Uhuh. Stop yapping and take it off."

Simmons continued to glare, taking his clothes off at the same time.

"You're a criminal. Uh huh. Let's face facts. It's in your gene pool..." And Simmons kept rambling on and on until he was stripped down to his Hawaiian boxer and a white wife beater with the S7 emblem on it. Amusing, if you ask me.

"Those are nice." Mikaela said, smirking at the boxers. "Now back behind the pole."

"All right, all right. Behind the pole." Simmons muttered as he got behind the pole. Mikaela grabbed a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed Simmons wrists to the lightpost.

I stood back and smirked at the whole thing. Who knew saving the world would be kinda fun?

I looked up at Bee to see him looking at us with glee, as if he was amused to. I wouldn't know much since I didn't know aliens very well. Bee looked at me and buzzed. I chuckled and waved at him.

Cute.

"This is such a felony, what you're doing." Mr. Driver said, glaring at us all.

"Yeah? Well no one's here to stop us." I said, smirking at him. He only glared back full force.

"I will hunt you all down, okay?" Simmons said.

"He'll hunt you down."

"Without any remorse!"

"No remorse."

I rolled my eyes and stepped back away from them. What a bunch of old men.

I walked over to Longshot, rubbing my red wrists.