Transformers: This Is Crazy

Chapter XXIV

I know, I know. This is way to fucking late. Like, wtf? Where have you been?!!!
Yeah, I ask myself the same thing.
All I got to say is: life happens.
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Fast And The Furious

Selena's P.O.V.

    Life is not set in stone and neither is it a bedtime story where everything ends up in a happily-fucking-ever-cheesy-after. After all, there is a reason why people get killed in the worst ways possible and I wasn't about to end like them. No, just no way in hell would I die in a horrible death. Not yet at least.

I got inside the driver's side of Bee's automobile, getting his seat belt wrapped around me like if I was being hugged. The door or his wing, whatever body part it is (although that just sounds weird), closed right after I was strapped in. I felt comfortable and almost like if I wasn't just about to go to war with some freaking ugly aliens. Talk about crazy, huh.

Sam got in from behind and Mikaela sat up front at the passenger's seat. Bee's engine then turned on and a deep and loud purr rumbled from him. I bit my bottom lip and set the baby alien on my lap.

"Okay. Are we missing anything?" Mikaela asked, looking at me and then at Sam.

I nodded and Sam said what any guy would say, "Nope."

I grabbed the wheel and gripped it slightly. Bee's engine roared louder than before and then we rolled out of the hanger with the world in our hold.

Bee drove right out of the hangar being followed along by the armored vehicles that the Sector 7 headquarters had. Biting my lip, all I could think of was how I was going to be able to make sure that there weren't many deaths for I knew that at some point, someone was bound to die.

The infant alien whimpered and tugged on the ends of my jacket. I looked down at it and softened up my tense expression for the infant was giving me what people would call, 'the puppy dog eyes'. I never understood how anyone would melt for that face. Heck, I've never even seen a puppy dog eyes or shitty stuff like that before, but damn it! That was just darn cute.

I smiled and cooed at the poor thing, removing my right hand from the steering wheel to caress at the back of the child.

"For how long were you keeping that thing?" Sam said from behind me, his breath tickling my shoulders. I slightly jumped from my seat, bumping my head up the ceiling of Bee's car mode. Bee then swerved a little at the road and then the radio went static along with different combinations of radio clips asking us if everyone was okay.

We were all fine except for the bump on the head for me.

I then turned around and glared at Sam, sending my best death glare that I can make.

"The 'thing' as you have nicely called it, is a cybertronian child from the planet Cybertron," or at least I think it is from there, "and I have been taking care of him for about 3 years now." I said with the most proudest tone that I could muster. I really was proud for I have been raising Kain by myself for 3 long, torturous years.
I smirked and turned back around to face the front as I kept patting the child on my lap.