Xiomara.
The whole hanger went from the usual hustle and bustle, to complete, uncomfortable silence. I pushed Dino away gently as I turned to face the offender. By now, the twins had made their way to stand behind her. Oh great, the idiots want to get involved. Either way, someone's getting beat the fuck up.
I took a deep breath before I took a step forward; I could tell my father was praying that I wouldn't whoop her ass, be he should know me. I'll still gladly do it.
"Run that by me again. I don't think I heard you." My soft voice has hardened. I still didn't understand her animosity towards me; was it because I beat her father's ass? Even then, he shouldn't have disrespected my big brother— who really isn't my brother; just someone I love dearly. In fact I remember that day clearly.
One second, Gallaway's in Optimus' face screaming about some irrelevant bullshit. And the next, lil ol' sixteen year old me is strangling the life out of the weakling.
"I said, you're a worthless, violent, bitch with nothing going for her in life." By now, there was a small crowd around us; it was mainly made up of the idling team members in the hanger. Jazz, Bee, Dino, and the idiot twins watched closely to see who would make the first move.
Before I could do anything, my father grabbed me by the shoulder and pushed me through the crowd and away from the watchful eyes; he knew I would've done something rash. I took a shaky breathe as my hand clenched, my manicured nails digging into my now bleeding palm. It was only a matter of time; all this anger acclimating wasn't good for me.
One day, Cloé would be on the receiving end of my endless and merciless rage; God, I really channeled my inner Sunshine. At this point, those idiots will be in the same boat with the screeching rodent.
I was pulled from my rage induced daze as my father's voice echoed in my head. "... Don't kill her, I still like my job," he stalled for a moment, then added, "And no plotting deaths or harmful pranks."
My shoulders drooped and my signature pout made its way onto my lips. Of course he'd say pranks— he really needs to let that go.
"... I didn't even do it, it was Sides! I didn't know Sunny would lose it and run G-Gallaway over-r!" I could barely finish my sentence before a roll of laughs came.
::Flashback::
Sixteen year old me had just come up with the best idea for Sideswipe's prank. He has used Sunny's paint to paint Ratchet's Med Bay— the entire Med Bay. It was out of pocket; the idiot had painted some.. suggestive themes on the wall. He painted boobs all over the walls.. and to be fair, it was pretty funny. At 6:00 AM the next morning, the whole base was awoken by Ratchet's deranged hollering. I was pretty pissed considering that I was sleeping in the twin's room— right in between the two.
So one minute I'm sleeping peacefully cuddled up against Sunstreaker, and then the next I see a red faced Hatchet with steam coming out of his ears. By now the others had come to crowd by the door to be nosey.
Now it look wrong. Lil ol' me cuddled up in between the twins. Ratchet hadn't said anything yet— but let me tell you; it was the eyes. And just as I thought it couldn't get any worse, my damn damn walks in the room and freezes; his chocolate eyes wide and jaw dropped.
"What the fuck is going on here?"
I mumbled curses to myself and plopped right back down on Sunny.
"Xiomara Amrie Epps, get up. Now."
I groaned and rolled over a wide eyed Sideswipe. Somehow, Sunstreaker still managed to sleep through this whole ordeal.
I yawned and made my way over to my father.
"WHO PAINTED MY SLAGGING MED BAY?! WHY ARE THERE HUMAN MAMMARY GLANDS ALL OVER MY WORK STATION?!"
Sunny shot up from his sleep and looked over to his shelf of now missing paint. There was a spine shivering snarl and a loud, "SIDESWIPE!" And just like the, the offender was off like a light with an angry twin right behind him. Of course being the nosey spectators we are, we followed.
There were two high performance engines roaring in the hanger, and long behold— Two Lamborghinis speeding in a circle; a yellow chasing a red. It was all good fun until we heard a high pitched scream.
I dropped to the floor as I seen Gallaway clinging to Sunstreaker's car hood. His glasses were gone and his toupee hanging off his head. Luckily he hadn't sustained any injuries, but it could've been bad considering that Sunny was trying to throw the older man off.
All three of us were brigged even though I didn't commit the act. But we all knew it was my father's punishment for me.
::Over::
My father chuckled at the memory before patting my head, "Behave if you want to stay here."
"Since I can't room with the twins I'll just room with Dino." An amused smirk crossed my features at my father's reaction.
"No the hell!"
We'll see about that.
