out of control | transformers [original]

i. chapter three

"So." Emerson started, looking at the road, "How did you guys find me?"

"Ebay." Barricade replied gruffly, refusing to give any other answer by the sharp tone of his voice. "How did you not combust when I told you to exit my interior?"

She shrugged, "You're known for your anger issues. I would be more surprised if you didn't threaten my life."

"Fair point, fleshy."

"Hey," she cheersed, "-that's better than 'fleshbag'! We're getting somewhere."

A groan was heard from the speakers as she continued to laugh. Even though she knew they were just pretending, she couldn't help but let out some steam.

Even though they might kill her before she gets the chance to run.

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Mikayla had decided she hates waiting.

And running.

And also her math teacher.

Her brows furrowed at that last thought, but didn't dismiss it- since it was still true.

Either way, she'd been sitting by her front door for the past two hours waiting for her friend who told her she was on her way five hours ago.

Granted, she did live around seven hours away, but she was travelling with a trigger-happy decepticon who could kill her at any moment. Actually, thinking about that last part did give Eggo a damn good reason to be late.

But still. Mikayla decided she hated waiting.

It was around another half hour later when she'd finally heard the rumble of an engine and she opened her door with a speed only known to a cheetah.

Standing in front of her was the face she'd only seen through the clips of videos and pictures the girl had sent- and it suddenly became irrelevant that there was a decepticon parked right across from her because she was suddenly drawn into a long-awaited hug.

The two wanted to stand there for forever, but they both knew the dangers they faced.

"Listen," Emerson mumbled quietly, "They think we think that autobots are the bad guys. So just follow my lead, I have a plan."

Mikayla nodded, pursing her lips and slinging her bag over her shoulder, following confidently behind the blonde. If she had a plan, she wouldn't ruin it by acting like she had no idea what was going on.

"Alright." the girl said, raising an eye as they both slid into the cop car. "You held up your end, I guess it's time we held up ours."

The brunette looked warily over to her companion, the two beside each other in the passenger seat. Eggo gave her a reassuring wink, so Mikayla's own exterior didn't falter.

"Where is the Allspark?" Barricade demanded roughly, and she had to try to stop herself from flinching at the sudden voice. Holy shit that was a lot more terrifying in person. But before she could stop herself, the girl had to open her mouth.

"That was rude." she commented on instinct, before her eyes widened slightly and she turned to E with a slightly dazed expression- as if to say 'did i really just do that'?

The blonde laughed, "I agree with Mik on that one."

She practically sang with relief. Okay so they weren't going to die. Maybe.

The conversation quickly turned serious as Emerson turned to the decepticon, "Okay, so you really want to know where the Allspark is?"

"Fleshy." the mech warned. "Stop stalling and give us the location."

She rolled her eyes, "You really don't think it's just by chance that the Witwickys' moved to Tranquility? Out of all places, a city in the middle of the desert. The middle of nowhere."

It was then Mikayla started to see the wheels turning in her friend's head. Sitting back a bit more in her seat, she watched as the cons ate up every word she put down.

"The family moved there right after Archibald was put in a mental hospital- and then haven't gone anywhere since." Leaning forwards on her elbows, she continued. "Don't you think that's a little strange?"

Barricade's engine rumbled as she imagined his sick grin, "Yes, that is quite the coincidence."

Mikayla grinned. To the two cybertronians, it was an all knowing smirk- but to the two girls.. well, let's just say they played their cards right where they wanted them to be.

"We just need to find Sam Witwicky." the brunette started carefully, hoping that whatever she said was on track to her friend's plot. "He'll tell us exactly what we need to locate- the two of us know too much about him for him to just let it slide."

Emerson scoffed, and Mikayla could see that she was enjoying this way too much, "Greedy bastard too. He sold out the world just for his own safety- which isn't even guaranteed in the first place."

"How crude of him." Frenzy spoke up for the first time, and she immediately could tell he was hiding something. He was absolutely the worst actor.. but then again, what did he expect from two teenage girls? "He doesn't know what he's doing, does he?"

The brunette shook her head, "No, no he does not, Frenzy."

As the two were taken along onto the next change of scenery, Mikayla couldn't help but wonder how they would move on from this- and if they would really make it out of this alive.

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i'm the ceo of short chapters.

anyways, we get to know mikayla a little bit here, even if mikayla is a bit ooc right now. okay, a lot ooc. we can't really tell her personality at the moment since.. well, you know. the 'cons currently have the two. or rather, the two have the 'cons.

for those of you who don't get it, the 'cons think that Milk&Eggo™ think the decepticons are good and autobots are evil. so they're trying to 'gain their trust' by acting like they give a shit about earth- when in reality, the girls are the only ones who know where the allspark is, and they just want that information to themselves. basically the girl's plan is to get to sam witwicky and go from there. 

why they didn't just  call him in the first place? i don't know, but hey, mikayla's here! :')

also- new fact, i just realized there are two mikaylas. mikayla & mikaela. well, ya'll can tell them apart by the spelling, but out loud? i have a few ideas. XD

au revior! adios! aloha! see you later, gators!!

- crocodile  <3

[i feel like this authors' note was longer than the damn chapter lmao].