Pulled back into War (Nothings black and white sequel)- On hold

Part 12- whore shoes, pill pushers, tasers and suntan lotion

Hey, well here’s the next part in Taylor’s adventure. I hope you are all liking it so far, don’t forget to tell me what you think no matter what your opinion. I’ll stop before I start rambling and let you read the story. Remember to vote comment and fan!

~Lucy oxox

I don’t own the Transformers movies, plot or characters. I only own Taylor and how she is linked to the story.

I had been nodding off as we came through a row of trees, we parked in ah car park in front of a….. Museum?

The twins parked either side of us as we got out, Simmons pulled out some binoculars as we looked at it like normal people.

“Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Land of dreams in there. All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut.” Simmons exclaimed as we just stared at the place.

“Right, Simmons what’s the plan of attack?” I asked.

“Good question alien mamma.” Sam and I both went to the left side of the car as Simmons signalled us to come closer to him. And then…..he ripped off his pants and gave them to Sam, showing us some kind of man thong. I groaned in disgust and hid my face in Sam’s shoulder. That image will haunt me forever. 

“Hold those.”

“What is that?” Sam muttered in horror.

“What? I wear them when I’m in a funk. So does Giambi, Jeter. It’s a baseball think Okay?”  Simmons explained I was sick in my mouth a little bit.

“Tell him to put his pants back on Sam, please tell him to put his pants back on.” I uttered into Sam’s jacket. I heard Simmons getting stuff out of the car but didn’t dare lift my head, even as I heard clothes moving. For all I know he could be stripping his man thong next.

“It’s safe to look now Tay.” Sam told me.

“You sure? Are you absolutely positive?”  I demand.

“Yes, Taylor.” Sam answered, sounding amused. I take a peek out and see Simmons in pants and a jacket, with a metal box on the car roof next to him.

“Alright. Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder. You get caught, demand an attorney and don’t EVER say my name.” Simmons layed it out zipping up his jacket, that looked like some king of uniform and looked us all in the eye. I gave him a manly nod to show him I understood. Simmons reached into his magic silver box full of ‘magic’ items (I still didn’t know what was in it) and pulled out an orange tube of pills.

“Never took you as a pill pusher Simmons.” I mocked him, with a massive shit eating grin on my face at the annoyed look he sent me.

“Take one these pills. Slip it under your tongue. It’s not drugs - (scowl at me) - It’s the high concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time.” Sam put one in his mouth and put one my both Mikaela and I’s hand. Mikeala looked like she was about to protest, but I just shoved it right into my mouth. I think the world ending…..I actually trust Simmons! Sam and Mikaela saw and followed my example.

“Okay. Now, let’s get this show on the road.” Simmons looked strangely excited as he zapped his taser. I want one……

“No, listen, I can’t do this. I’m not some alien bounty hunter, guys. I’m not gonna do this. Guards have guns. I don’t want to die.” Leo ranted, freaking out. I looked at him with raised eyebrows, I don’t remember being this annoying when dealing with the with the whole alien robot thing. Simons belly bounced Leo backwards and pinned him against Skids and glared down at him.

“Kid, kid, kid. You compromise this mission you are dead to me. Now look into my eyes and tighten up that sphincter.” Simmons ordered. He then looked to us.