Finished with my pillaging of ill gotten gains I headed in Miakeal's house's direction scanning cars and changing forms while keeping my actual alt modes saved in my databanks.
I listened to Linkin Park along with Five Fingered Death Punch and some of my other favorite bands as I cruised a couple of hours later I pulled up in Mikaela's driveway and parked.
I then used a drone printer to print the documents telling Mikaela that she won me in a contest while all the other paperwork has been completed hopefully she'll act like a normal girl her age and ignore how all that actually happens and is just happy to have a car and not have to rely on a moped or a douchebag like Trent to get around.
Using a tentacle I leave the documents on my dashboard along with my ignition fob/key.
'Okay…so now what do I do until morning? I'm not really fond of the idea that I sleep…not after that nightmare yesterday.' I expressed in my thoughts my energon processing pump in what accounts to my stomach fluttering at the thought of being thrusted back into my past once more.
Turning off my optics I watch some of the movies and tv shows that I downloaded while connected to the world wide web.
The next morning, as the sun rose, I heard the screen door opening and the wood of the old porch groaning under someone's weight turning on my optic sensors. I catch sight of her Mikaela Banes, and the word beautiful doesn't even do her justice.
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Mikaela PoV
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"Mom, Do you know why there is a custom Shelby GT 500 Super Snake edition Mustang in our driveway?!" I shouted into the house as I stared at the incredible sexy black with gold racing stripes mustang in the early morning sunlight while hearing mom getting ready to go to her job.
"Yes, sweetie. You know that contest you entered last summer, well they sent me an email yesterday telling me that you won and that the car would be delivered sometime today, after school we'll go put it on the road!" Mom hollered back to me.
'Contest…what contest? I don't remember entering any contest…'
"I don't remember any contest with a car like that for a prize…" I muttered back to her which she probably couldn't hear.
"Mikaela do you want a ride to school or is one of your friends coming to give you a ride today? And you know I hate it when you ride that damned moped so don't try to pull one over on me young lady!" My mother bitched back at me, I just couldn't take it so I ran over to the mustang and tried the door handle. It opened right up for me. I grabbed the papers and key off the dash, started the car and cranked up the air conditioner to full blast.
Mom came over and knocked on the window harshly, yelling something that I couldn't understand, feeling frustrated and irritated at the fact that my father wasn't here because he had to commit crimes to pay child support to the woman who usually left me on his porch and to pay for me just to go to school.
It pissed me off so much that I got stuck with this bitch while my awesome Dad had to rot away in prison…but what can I do? The only thing I could do was help him in boosting cars and not ratting on him for the crimes we committed.
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MC
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'Fuck.' I groaned at feeling Mikaela sitting her very fine ass against what amounts to part of my groin… and well let's just say it's hard to resist the urge to wrap my tentacles around her.
"Fucking bitch, I really wish you were here Dad…at least you know Trent and those fake bitches aren't my friends." Mikaela muttered and leaned forward, pressed her forehead against my steering wheel and started crying.
My earlier thoughts are forgotten and I feel the urge to comfort Mikaela, but can't think of a way to reasonably do so, when who I assume is Mikaela's mother marches over and rudely started pounding her hand against my window and yelling at Mikaela I started my engine and drove away leave tire marks in her driveway.
Mikaela is thrown back against me and I quickly use the seatbelt which is in fact one of my tentacles to restrain her.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!?!?!" Mikaela screamed as she panicked to try and open the door and take her seatbelt off and failed to do so.
I transformed into flight mode and flew in the direction of my shuttle, Mikaela passed out at like three G's and I dove into the ocean, moved to and entered my shuttle, Transforming into normal robot mode I laid Mikaela down on a Minicon berth, and gently brushed some hair out of her face.
Using my shuttle's advanced but ancient technology and the drone that Teletran One still has deployed I connected the shuttle to the World Wide web, and started to dig into Colin Banes's case files and then Mikaela's.
I moved up Colin's release date by a year for good behavior, then I took a look at expunging Mikaela's Juvie record not noticing that Mikaela was now pretending to still be asleep and watching me as I hacked government servers and changed information.
Until Teletran One sent me an image of her trying to peek through almost shut eyelids.
"I know you're awake, girl…" I said playfully while also trying to make my voice stern and regal like I used to use when I was king but failed in doing so.
"Y-you can talk…" Mikaela murmured and her voice trembled.
I decided to copy her, and even added a bit of flourish to it trying to mimic a teenage girl. "Y-you can talk!" My voice goes as I pitched and squeaky as I could make it go, without clipping my steel balls.
Mikaela began giggling and I started to laugh at seeing I succeeded in breaking the ice.
"M-my name is Mikaela…what's your's?"
"I don't want to use my old name…it carries a lot of old pain, perhaps you could give me one." I replied and offered curiously, Mikaela smiles up at me with a mischievous look on her face.
"Hmm, how about my Car?" Mikaela joked and I couldn't help but smile and laugh at that.
"You made it so my dad would be released next month?" Mikaela asked me her voice a softly murmured thing.
"Would you like the name Guardian…or Angel?" Mikaela asked me shyly.