So What If My Best Friend Is A Decpticon ( A TFP Fanfic, Book 1 )

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I woke up to see a middle aged man standing over me, and my arm hurt. I raised my eyebrow, and rolled over into my pillow.

" Your coming with me."

I smirked..yeah...ok

" And where's my computer?"

" His name is Sparky, he is a former decpticon."

" That explains the short one..." he whispered.

" What?" I asked

" Nothing!" He replied as he slapped on a pair of handcuffs.

He led my to a human sized interrogation room, my limp bothered me as we walked, he chained the cuffs to the table, and leaned forward.

" You are going to tell me.everything about your con."

I smirked and rattled the chains to my handcuffs, the elderly man across the table sighed.

I propped my leather combat boots on the interrogation table.

Agent Fowler shook his head.

" Get them off."

I smirked again and let them fall off the table, I mummbled something under my breath.

" What's that?!" The Agent said coldly.

" So what if my best friend is a decpticon?!" I said standing up quickly, bad idea, the wound on my leg reopened, Agent Fowler stared at my leg.

" You ok?"

Yeah, I just got shot five time a little less then a week ago, yeah I'm ok.

" Why am I here?" I asked wincing in pain.

" Because you stole from the Prime team and from the United States government."

" Already gave it back....can you get the doc or Mrs.Darby...."

" Oh...you did?"

" Ask Prime..." I replied.

" Well here's the problem...."

I scream broke out though the base.

" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

A Middle aged man I had never seen before appeared in the door way.

" Agent Fowler, what is going on??!"

That voice....I had...

It hit me

" Optimus?!" I shouted

The man nodded.....

Oh scrap........

The End.....of the first book!

A/N

Thanks for reading!! I hoped you enjoyed the book as much I did writing it!

Please excuse the spelling, writing a book on a phone is a lot harder than I thought.

Thanks again!!

~Sheik1998