Namesake

Namesake - Nine

          Alice woke well-rested, but tangled even further into Siders' neck cables. She stretched, fingers splaying out in the air. Bringing her arm back to her chest, she closed her eyes again. They didn't stay closed for long. Feeling tiny teeth on her fingers she opened her eyes halfway.

This... could not be happening. Cherrybomb and Steel were feeding on a luminescent blue liquid that was currently emerging from Her fingertips. The only thing she could think in her moment was that she was happy it wasn't her nips. The two stopped two minutes later, full. Her fingers were clean, no longer producing the liquid. She decided to file the incident away for later. Much later.

She sat up, stilling so the twins could climb onto her shoulders. She blinked owlishly at the shocked expression of all the 'bots. She glanced around the room.

"So we moved." She mumbled, leaning back onto Siders' neck. The 'bots were still staring. It was getting kind of creepy.

"Look," she yawned out, "I hadn't slept for like, ten to twelve hours. Being knocked unconscious by a tranq doesn't count. Siders was comfy. So I fell asleep." She informed them, curling up.

"You just fell asleep? Just like that?" Siders' look-a-like asked.

"Of course she did. That's why I wasn't worried." Sam's voice flooded the hangar, the teen walking casually up to them. Alice waved lazily at him.

"Hey Sam." Said teen chuckled, waving back. Then he looked to the others.

"Alice sleeps a lot, and is able to fall asleep wherever and whenever she wants. It's an enviable skill." Alice grinned.

"You betcha!" Then she knocked Siders' cheek lightly with her knuckles. "Yo Siders, wake up." Said 'bot grumbled, optics flickering on.

"The next time you fall asleep on me a warning would be nice." Alice waved him off.

"Yeah, yeah. Now let me down." Siders relented and picked her up off his shoulder, setting her on the ground. Walking over to 'Bee, she ordered him to get into his alt form.

"We are going home and you are going to sit there in the driveway so that I can redo all the hard work those 'Cons ruined. Got it buster?" The yellow and black 'bot's only response was a short Spongebob clip.

"Aye, aye, Captain!" She huffed a "Good," then proceeded to slide into the shotgun seat. Though Alice knew the government probably wouldn't want them to go... she quite frankly didn't give a shit.

"Gun it 'Bee!" Roughly two hours and twenty-three minutes later Bumblebee was sitting in the driveway of the Witwicky household getting buffered and waxed by a very awake Alice. The twins were fast asleep on 'Bee's front seat, laying on Alice's favourite plaid jacket she'd gotten from the house. Somewhere back at Hoover Dam a certain group of people were wondering what they just let happen. Alice finished with a wipe of her brow, collapsing onto her father's grass. What he didn't know, wouldn't hurt her. 'Bee now gleamed a beautiful canary-golden yellow with thick and bold racing stripes down his sides and hood. Forcing herself to get up and put the supplies away, Alice stumbled into the back seats of 'Bee's alt.

"Let's get back before they lose their heads and helms more than they already have." She muttered into the seat. She rolled over onto her back.

"You okay back there partner?" 'Bee's radio crackled. Alice breathed a laugh.

"I'm fine 'Bee. just a little tired. I should be fine by the time we get to the dam." And she was, mostly. The only thing that hurt was her throbbing shoulder that had decided to remind her of the bullet wound there. She'd forgotten in all the excitement. Alice was out and picking up Cherry and Steel, pulling the jacket on and letting them curl up in the inside pockets. She zipped it up, standing a couple of feet away as 'Bee transformed. They were startled by a shout, with Lennox, Epps, and Ratchet emerging from a corridor.

"Alice J. Witwicky!" And thus emerged her Uncle Rob from behind them. Bugger. Alice winced. The group reached her quickly, Ratchet immediately running multiple scans and Rob scolding her.

"What in the nine hells were you doing?!" Rob asked her, voice raised.

"Redoing the work that the 'Cons destroyed." She replied bluntly. Rob took a deep breath, trying to regain his temper. He always did that, Alice noticed.

"With a bullet wound?" Alice shivered as the scans ran through her.

"To be fair I didn't remember until after..." Rob sighed, a copy of the one Sam had done earlier in Mission City.

"You're so much easier to deal with when you're asleep." Alice didn't deny it.

"Sorry, not sorry," she spun around and glared at Ratchet, hands on her hips, "Ratchet, ah was serious. Yah will find somethin' real uncomfortable up your tailpipe. Ask." The medic sighed, finishing his scan.

"May I scan you to confirm your continued health now and in the future?" Alice smiled at him.

"Sure." She then turned to 'Bee, who had been standing there since the freak out about her being shot. He picked her up and most predictably, set her on his shoulder plate.

"C'mon sugah, let's go make Siders jealous." Electronic sounds of agreement came from the 'bot and they started moving. Finding the hangar-chamber room they'd been in before racing off and coincidentally Siders as well, Alice called him over. Once he was a close enough distance, Alice hopped onto his shoulder plate and told him to stand back.

"Watch." She demanded.

"Okay?" Sideswipe said uncertainly. And with that, and five seconds, 'Bee sat gleaming in the fluorescent lighting. Alice watched gleefully as Siders' jaw dropped and his optics widened.

"Where did you two go?" He asked, examining 'Bee's polished form. Alice grinned proudly.

"My house."

"You did this?!" He exclaimed in shock. She nodded.

"Do me next!"