Part 5- Mr Rude and professional looking black cars

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Hey this is a long one ‘coz I can’t upload for a few days, so I hope you like it. Don’t forget to tell me what you think. Have a good weekend everyone! J

Thanks for reading.

-Lucy oxox

I don’t own Transformers. I only own Taylor and how she is linked to the story.

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“I can’t believe I forgot all this. I’m so sorry Mikaela.” I apologised.  As we went into the kitchen.

“It’s ok, it was kind of funny. Your moms so nice Sam.” Mikaela said, as Sam looked in his bag. I got a chilled bottle of water from the fridge. Saw my bag actually was in the kitchen, I might as well leave it.

“Yeah it was. God I’ll have nightmares from that conversation.” I sighed.

“Mikaela I want you to distract my parents. Tay’s shit at it.” Sam asked.

“Am not! They tricked me with alcohol.” I muttered.

“While I slip out and get these glasses to them ok?” Sam continued. Mikaela was about to answer when there was a loud knocking on the door. Our heads all snapped in that direction. If this wasn’t serious I would so laugh at our movie moment. We walked over as Uncle Ron opened the door. Men in suited were everywhere. The one on our doorstep looked arrogant and rude. I grabbed my drink as went to the door to listen in and spy on them.

“Ronald Wickity?” The rude one demanded.

“It’s WITWICKY. Who are you?” Uncle Ron snorted.

“We’re the government. Sector Seven.” He sighed like it was a massive task to tell him.

“Never heard of it.” Uncle Ron stated.

“Never Will. Your son’s the great-grandson of Captain Archibald Wickity, is he not?” The guy questioned.

“It’s Witwicky.” Uncle Ron hissed. Some other suite came next to him.

“May I enter the premises, sir?” He asked looking around before looking poor Ronald in the eye giving him a freaky stare, freaking the shit out of me no matter Uncle Ron.

“Stop spying.” Sam whispered from behind me. I shushed him and looked back, drinking more out of my water.

“Ron, there’s guys all over the front yard.” Aunt Judy cried walking into the hall with her bat. “What the heck is going on here?”

“Your son filled a stolen car report last night. We think it’s involved in a national security matter.” This bloke told Uncle Ron. While coming into the hall.

“They’re ripping up my rose bushes!” Aunt Judy declared.

“National security?” Uncle Ron asked.

“That’s right national security.” This rude bloke’s sidekick added.

“My God, Ron, they’re everywhere. There are guys in suits all around the house! Look at this!” Aunt Judy remarked.

“Could you stay off the grass?” Uncle Ron shouted out as we all looked around in wonder at the mass suites around the house.

“Get me a sample and some isotope readings.” The rude guy ordered.

“They’re pulling bushes out of the ground! Good lord! They’ve got to get their hands off my bush”. Aunt Judy claimed raising her bat. The rude dude grabbed it mid air and glared her down.

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