By: Lady Venom
Finally out of class, I left for the guidance room, where she would have
unlimited access to the computers. Logging into Hotmail, I smiled. He had made
it, Neville had sailed to the Caribbean without any problems! I opened the
letter happily, glad that he had remembered to email me. He thanked me for the
letter that I had wrote him, and the poems and pictures of them and our friends
together. And I suddenly wondered if he thought of us when he looked at the
stars like I did. I missed him desperately, and was sad when he had to leave
only a day before Halloween. But I was glad that he was able to escape the small
trap of a town where we lived. He knew there was nothing for him here, and he
found an opportunity sailing, and took it. But I was still depressed that I
might never see him again, since he would be gone for over five years. There was
movement behind me, and a song that started, and the sound of it caused me to
stop reading, and stare at the screen. It was the song, the song that always
reminded me of him.
"Ooohhh, he finally mailed you did he? Huh, I got a letter from him last
week."
Liar. But I didn’t say anything, just thankful that Fiona had paused
‘Bring Me To Life’ by Evanescence, and leaned over my shoulder, reading the
letter. Growling under her breath I quickly pulled up another window,
effectively hiding the mailbox.
"Ooookaaaay, someone’s a little touchy today."
Only because you’ve accused me of breaking you two up over the summer.
But outwardly I simply smiled and shook my head.
"No, nothing’s wrong."
Knowing that Fiona no longer held a grudge (mainly because the cause of it was
no longer around) I really hated to be mean to her, so I breathed a sigh of
relief when the younger girl took the hint and left.
Closing my mailbox, I opened MSN and YIM, hoping for some company. Finding only
Sapphire online I began typing, asking if she had received some of the art work
and how her exams were going.
Sapphire’s not here, she’ll be back in a sec. Was
the typed reply. I began to respond to the writer when I realized that I had the
wrong name. Frustrated I changed the name from Rattrap to Ajax, and hit enter,
waiting for the reply.
She’s having supper, and she let me use the computer.
How are you liking South Africa? Did she show you her
pet rats?
He laughed, saying that he was coping with everything wonderfully. A sudden
message from him informed me that Ajax was being kicked off the computer, he
gave a quick farewell and logged off.
Damn, now what do I do?
"Hmm, Sapphire should have the site updated." Typing in the address, I
found the site with ease, going through the latest things put up.
"A new quiz? Sweet! An’ it’s a Beast Wars one too!" Clicking on
the link, I read the title aloud. "Find out Which Beast Wars Character You
Belong With? Hehehee, I wonder who it could be…" The inside of the quiz
page was a dark black color, with spinning Predicon and Maximal insignias along
the edge, and white questions. Certainly one Sapphire must have found through a
random search. But reading the questions it was impossible to find out which one
pertained to which character. The only questions that were Transformer related
were the last two.
"Okay, which faction am I? Doi! Predicon! Aaaannnnd, which is my favorite
character? Just a certain homicidal maniac! Hehehehehehe…now, who is it?"
"Results are being processed, and I am…" I watched as the screen
went blank, " …A crashed computer…" Knowing there weren’t any
teachers around I punched the screen, causing my knuckles to turn red in pain.
"Stupid, no good, piece of iMac lameo, cheapass slagging crap! I swear to
the Goddess one day I am seriously gunna kick Bill Gates’ ass!"
About to reboot it, the bell rang, signaling that next class had started and
that I would be late for English.
"Bloody ‘ell, Penny’s gunna kill me!" I cried, grabbing my book
bag and dashing for the stairs. Walking quickly as to not get stopped by any
other teachers along the way, I finally made it to the other end of the school,
knocking lightly on the closed door.
"Ah, Miss Venom, so glad you decided to join us for class today."
Gulping meekly as I went inside, the door closing behind me. It wasn’t like I
skipped classes on purpose… okay, well…maybe once in a while, when I had a
large assignment due and it wasn’t done. But that was it.
Later, once finally at home, and able to relax I leafed through the mail,
finding one addressed to me.
"Now what do I have to fill out?" Opening it, I read the letter.
Dear Miss Venom,
You have taken the test and passed, due to the unusual number of transformer /
human relationships happening, the Beast Wars are coming to an end. Many of the
warriors are without leadership –
To quote Jetstorm " Ah say, what?"
- And we have decided that through this test we will be
able to find suitable homes for those left over. –
Yeah, I’ll bet they’ll be real pleased to hear you call them that.
- You have taken the quiz, and although your preferred
match up did not match your favorite, we-
Alright, now waitaminute, just who are ‘we’ anyway?
- have decided that you would prefer to have your
choice with you and such, you can expect him there momentarily.
Have a nice day,
Sincerely,
"Where’s the name? And what the hell is going on?! Aaaarrrggh!!!!" I
flopped back onto the couch, completely annoyed. Trying to find a reason as to
why I would get such a letter. My brother!…. No…he couldn’t have known
about the quiz…Cheetra doesn’t have a key to the mailbox…although the
locks are pretty crappy, and with those nails of hers….no. She was at work
when I was taking the quiz. So she couldn’t have known.
Giving for the time being, I brewed some hot chocolate with a scoop of coffee in
it, and sat down with some coffee yogurt. To watch T.V, glancing at my
reflection on the long mirror propped up against the wall. The dust about an
inch thick on it, T.V on I settled into watching my favorite old shows of All in
the Family and I Dream Of Jeannie when a noise drew my attention. Standing up I
went to the door, hoping that I didn’t have to deal with annoyed tenets over
something. Seeing no one outside the door, I walked back to the living room, and
screamed.
"By the Pit!"
"You can say that again!!"
"By the Pit, it talks!"
I stopped and placed my hands on my hips, "I am not an ‘it’ and I
absolutely hate being referred to as that."
I ducked as Rampage pulled out his missile launcher, yelling at the top of my
lungs for him to not destroy my home. Finally though, after a lot of pleading.
He put it away, probably due to my extreme fear of Cheetra and Michelle coming
home to a destroyed apartment. I mean, how would that look? We’ve only been
living together for two months, and I destroy everything…not a good thing as a
roomie.
"Tell me then, why did I spare you?"
I lowered my hands from there position of covering my head and looked at him
nervously, "’Cause underneath you’re actually a really nice bot?"
Eep! Wrong answer! I dodged the large gun that moved through the air where my
head was just a moment before. Standing, I decided that he was having waaaay too
much fun at my expense.
"Alright, that’s it!" Walking over I grabbed the nearest thing
within reach and smashed it over his head. Tough love, but it is effective. The
problem was that what I had grabbed was the large, full container of yogurt,
spoon and all. The container landed upside down on his head, getting caught in
one of his little horn thingys, and dribbling down over his head, the spoon
landed in his mouth because he had looked up to see what I was throwing at him.
Since I was only five foot nothing, this originally eight foot six inch crab was
cut down to my size…well…more like hitting size. He was now six foot seven,
still immensely tall. But able to fit in the apartment.
He grabbed me by the wrist in his weird little claws, spitting out the spoon,
wow, ya know the show never really did him justice. He has a lot of detail that
I never noticed about him before, like did you know that his middle fingers are
actually smaller than the rest of his fingers…aww….how cute….
"You will pay for that."
I struggled for a minute in his grasp, "Ya know, you’re really starting
to sound like Megs." Ut oh.. lemme guess, he doesn’t like being called a
copy cat. Prime.
Lifting me up I spotted the clock behind him, and realized that both Michelle
and Cheetra were getting off at the same time, which was ten minutes ago. And
that meant that they would be home soon.
Crud.
"Can you just let go of me, for just one itsy bitsy minutes?" When he
refused to acknowledge that I even spoke to him I tried something else. "If
you let me do this one thing, you can disembowel me later."
That got his attention!
Good, now to turn on the computer, log on and pray to the gods that she was on.
A little smiley face looked up at me. Yes! She was, okay, please respond, please
respond…
Lady V? What’s wrong? What’re you jumping around
about?
Huh? Oh yeah, doi, I had the camera on and she could see me.
Listen up Starath, this is veeeerrrrry important, is
Micheal there with you? Please oh please tell me he is!
A pause that seemed to last an eternity, then, Yes, I
am here Miss Venom, what is it?
I actually cried out a bit in happiness, causing Rampage to look over my
shoulder. Right into the line of vision from the web cam.
By the Pit! Rampage? Is that you? How did this happen
Lady Venom? Why is he there, he’ll kill you!
"I know that you dorkbot!" I whined, but simply typed and tried to
shove a very large, very heavy robot away. Can you guess how well my luck held
out?
Listen Mikey, He hated me calling him that, but
I didn’t care at the moment, Do you still have
something of his? Something that would ensure me life!? Please, oh please tell
me you do!
Again the pause of a lifetime, and from behind me I could hear Rampage mutter
"Who was that, and how did he know me?"
I glanced at him, "Long story, and it’ll save my ass if I don’t repeat
it."
Lady V? This is Starath, and I’m here for Megs, he
says doesn’t have it, that it’s still back in their timeline with Dinobot.
We’re really sorry.
At that moment I activated my mic, so that I could deal with Rampage and talk at
the same time.
"Well, how else did he manage him?" I yelled, keeping my distance from
the large robot smiling at me. By the way, that is a very scary sight
considering he doesn’t have lips. Lady Venom in the stories had claws to
contain her Rampage, what did I have? …Yogurt…and two psycho roommates?
"Rampage?"
That got his attention.
"Mighty Leader? Is that you?" He looked at the computer, and saw the
human looking back at him, and laughed heartily. "A human, a lowly human is
why you left us?"
I could hear that both he and Starath were not pleased with the comment, come to
think of it, neither was I.
"We’re not lowly, you overgrown lawnmower! If it weren’t for us you
never would’ve been – uh oh." I realized what I had said. Thankfully
Megatron or, Micheal spoke up in time to save my extremely inappropriate mouth.
I looked at the others on the screen, as Rampage had a vocabulary battle with
Megatron, but it sounded more like two children at it in the playground, but I
kept my mouth shut. Unfortunately, Starath could not, and she had caught a
glimpse of the yogurt covered robot, and was now laughing hysterically despite
the situation. I probably would've too, if it hadn't been my life on the line.
There was a small sound that could barely be heard over the fighting, and I
quickly recognized it. It was the sound of keys in the lock. Cheetra and
Michelle were home.
Oh goddess, now what?