Static Shift🔱(Avengers//Transformers//BumblebeexOc)

🔱1.3🔱

Published: January 20th 2019

Edited: January 6th 2020

The room is dark as per usual. Soft snores echo from the plush bed pushed up against the far wall.

Suddenly the door slams open and Sam stands there. Eyes wild and hair disheveled.

"Someone stole my car!" He screams running down the hallway. But the girl doesn't stir. It isn't until the next morning that Spencer wakes up and finds the house empty.

A note stuck to the fridge provides the missing information.

Spencer,

Sam got arrested. Went to bail him out. Be back by 11.

~Ron and Judy

Spencer huffs before sitting down at the breakfast table. Her cellphone in hand.

The screen once again is filled with Twitter notifications from celebrity and friend accounts. Suddenly the door opens and Sam sprints up the stairs avoiding both Spencer and his parents.

The door closes loudly behind him and he flips face first onto his bed. A scream is muffled into the teenagers pillow.

The dark haired boy sits up with a huff and returns to the kitchen where he finds Spencer sitting in the same place.

The teen genius glances up from Twitter to see a scared looking Sam staring out the window with the home phone to his ear.

"Miles! Satan's Camaro, its following me!" Spencer stands next to him and looks out the window toward the yellow Camaro.

"Wasn't it just stolen?" She ponders the thought for a moment before voicing her opinion.

She rolls her eyes and walks out of the kitchen while Sam looks after her slack jawed.

How can she not be worried? His eyes scans over her retreating figure and finds nothing. Not even a twitch of fear.

His posture however, is screaming anxiety.

"Spencer, wait!" He calls after the raven haired beauty. She stops and turns to him, cocking a brow in response. "We need to get away from here! IT'S CHASING ME!" As he screams he drags his cousin out of the house and towards the garage. Where Sam grabs his mom's bike.

Spencer hops on Ron's two wheeled vehicle and they ride away.

The 'Satan's' Camaro as described by Sam follows them closely striking real fear into Spencer. Causing her legs to move faster.

But all too soon Sam hits a bump while looking back at the yellow and black car.

"Do Mio." Spencer laughs through her words temporarily forgetting the possible danger that suddenly disappeared.

A new voice catches the bikers attention. "Sam?" It's Mikaela having lunch with her group of snobby friends. Not really her crowd.

"Hi." Spencer gapes at the boys choice of words. 'Is that seriously all he can come up with?'

"That was... That was awesome." At this point Spencer begins to think the two are meant to be together.

She pats her jean pockets searching for her phone. Only to realize, she's left it at home.

Her eyes widen a fraction. As a typical teenage girl, she's worried. But as a Stark, she's panicking. Her brother begged her to keep the small device on and charged at all times. But now, she doesn't have it.

Sam pedals away once again, but Spencer doesn't follow. Instead she turns tail and hurries back to the Witwicky household.

In a flurry of chaos, Spencer bolts up the stairs and throws herself into her disaster if a room.

Frantically she searches every crevice of the room. Finding nothing. Back downstairs.

She slides into the kitchen past Ron and Judy, discovering her phone, untouched on the kitchen table.

"That things been going off for the last 20 minutes." Ron's complaints sound from the living room. An audible smack can be heard, followed by the middle aged man's grumbles.

Her eyes widen at the now illuminated screen, 47 missed messages from Tony Stark.

She opened one and the words sat there are slightly confusing.

'I need your help.'

With what? His SHIELD situation is not something she's supposed to know about in the first place. She sends the elder Stark her question and replaces the phone to the table.

The phone begins to vibrate continuously. Spencer lifts the device to her ear already knowing who it is.

"What Anthony?"

"Turns out theres a rogue norse god running around New York city."

"How am I supposed to make a difference? Im closest to Mission city, not New York Tony." Her brow creases .

"I'm sending a quinjet from S.H.I.E.LD which you've still never heard of to pick you up at 2300 sharp be ready." The dial tone cuts off Spencer's response.

She scowls and pulls the device away from her ear. In a moment of anger her eyes blaze electric green. She bites her tongue and storms upstairs.

She retrieves her duffle bag from her small closet. Spencer's clothes are then messily thrown together, creating a last second travel bag.

She glances toward the clock, 5:54. The woman waits a beat before flopping down face first onto the plush mattress.

Two chocolate iris's peeks out from beneath half opened eyelids. The sound of rushing feet awakening the girl. She sits up and looks to the dorr as it opens.

"Spencer have you seen my backpack." She places the back of her hand to her mouth, stifling a yawn, while shaking her head. Samuel disappears from sight and she glances to the clock once again, 10:35.

At her discovery she leaps into action, changing into her black and white addidas. She rushes downstairs and almost steps on mojo in the hallway.

Spencer huffs and slips down the stairs quietly, past Ron and Judy who are watching the news about the UFO that had supposedly landed earlier.

She opens the back door, house keys in hand. Her plan is to text the two adults once she's already in New York. Not much they can do about it then.

She watches her feet and avoids all the cracks in the 'perfect' Witwicky pathway. Behind her the autobots are shushing eachother, pressed up against the side of the two story home.

Her brow furrows and she stops for a moment. At this point Spencer knows. She had seen a giant red and blue robot foot as she exited the house. But the queetion is what is Sam hiding?

'Guess my summer vacation is ruined'