Transformers Animated is for real!

Have a dream of a dead robot tell you "Don't change. Be who you are."and then, probably months later, after the show is canceled; try waking up in Transformers Animated. A show that captured the imaginations of many Transfans, united people at some times, and best of all; made a whole generation happy. One lucky Transfan happens to be that generation. Except she was woke up by a girly shriek


2. The Ninjabot I knew

I somehow found myself in the cell room where Decepticons should be cuffed up, and, the worst Decepticons should be wearing mouth clamps too. There is only one problem with this very idealistic picture: Prowl's here. Not the Prowl that I knew from Transformers Animated who doesn't land himself in this situation. I was sitting on the large bench watching Prowl attempt to do process over matter.

"Meow." I mewed.

Prowl did not stir.

"Meeoooww." I mewed,again.

Prowl is being stubborn.

"Mwawr!" I meowed, again. "Meeouorooroeew!"

Prowl sighs,finally making some movement.

"Wohooo!" I cheer, waving my arms. My blankets are right beside me on the table.   "Go me! Go me! Go me!"

Prowl is probably looking at me oddly through his visor.

"That is not a animal." Prowl said, putting down his servos on his knee armor. "And you are not a Cyertronian." If only we Transfans knew how big and how the shape of those optics behind that very deceiving shinning visor. "You're an organic."

"A homosapien." I said.  "Or most referred to as a 'Human' these days." I did a pout face. "Well,my meow worked, anyhow."

Prowl tilts his helm.

"Meow?" Prowl said.

"Yes." I said, and then did my best impression of a cat.  "Meow."

"Meow." Prowl repeats. "Meow." I fell over laughing. "What animal makes this sound?"

"A cat." I said lain on my back on the table.

"What is a cat?"  Prowl asks.

I end up having to explain what a cat is to Prowl. Prowl was skeptical when I told him about cats having nine lives and capable of witnessing ghosts just like dogs. I take my hoody off, wrap it around my waist and made my blankets act as a cape around my shoulders by twisting it into a knot below my neck. Prowl was likely eyeballing me--or optic-balling me--through his very deceiving visor that made a shiny effect in various scenes.

"So, that's where you went." Sentinel said.

I screamed and fell off the platform landing on my face.

"You're so not an Indian." I said.

"Don't know what an 'Indian' is." Sentinel said.  "They better be weaponless."

I rub my face getting up  nearly tripping over on  my butt.

"Indian in the cupboard." I said. "You,me, and the Prowlster must watch it IN THIS ROOM!" I shook my index finger at Sentinel back and forth. "I'll be screaming my head off you pick me up without my consent. Turn on the monitor and find that awesome movie." I randomly get out popcorn in a bowl. "I am ready!"

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