Transformers: Revenge of The Fallen (Reader Insert)

Chapter 8: Jetfire Awakens

I really hope you guys are enjoying this! Here comes my favorite parts of the entire movie!

Enjoy!
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(Y/n’s POV)

Standing outside the museum, Simmons used a pair of binoculars to look over the building. 

“Smithsonian Air and Space Museum. Land of dreams in there. All I ever wanted to be was an astronaut.” he commented.

"I guess this is where you go to find old planes. Why didn't I think of that?" I said, looking at Mikaela.

"What is that?" I heard Sam groan. I turned around to see Simmons ripped his pants off and was wearing some weird jockstrap. I gagged and looked away.

"Seriously, dude!?" 

"What? I wear them when I'm in a funk. So does Giambi, Jeter. It's a baseball thing." 

He put his disguise on and looked at us. "Okay. Watches synchronized, sharp mind and empty bladder. You get caught, demand an attorney and don't ever say my name." He tossed us a pill bottle. "Okay, take one of these pills. Slip it under your tongue. It's the high-concentrate polymer they put in Oreo cookies. Tricks the polygraph every time. Okay. Now, let's get this show on the road." He pulled a taser out, causing Leo to freak out.

"Whoa, whoa, 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 said. Simmons pushed him against Skids and gave him a small pep talk.

"Alright, here's the plan. Leo's going to distract the guards while we sneak in and down every guard that we can. Sam, Mikaela, you two hide in one of the planes until the coast is clear. Army girl and I will be on guard duty while Leo distracts them." Simmons said, tossing me a taser.

"And how is he going to distract them?" I asked.

"Oh, he's not gonna like it." Simmons said with a smirk, making me raise an eyebrow.

As we walked in and pretended to look around, I whispered to Simmons. "I have a really bad feeling Leo's gonna mess this up, somehow." 

"Just keep a low profile." Simmons whispered back. 

Leo then proceeded to step into the bathrooms and came out with his pants around his ankles, whistling to the guards. Simmons and I hid behind some mannequins, and he stood still before tasing the guard down and grabbing his gun and holder. He tried to hand it to me.

"Already got one." I said, patting my pistol and holster.

We heard what sounded like screaming in the bathrooms. We ran in to see Leo and a guard on the ground, twitching. 

"What is going on here?" Simmons asked.

"How many times can you get tased in the nuts before you can't have kids?" Leo twitched. "Huh? You know."

I sighed and facepalmed. "I told you." I said to Simmons before we grabbed him and dragged him out of the bathrooms. 

"You are a rank amateur, man. A rank amateur!" Simmons grumbled. I ran ahead to catch up with Sam and Mikaela as they out down the bags and the box that Mikaela kept the little Decepticon in. 

"Downed 5 guards. Five guards!" Simmons said as he dug through the bag. 

"Probably would've gone a lot smoother if Leo didn't screw up." I said. 

Mikaela opened the box. "Be good." She ordered.

"I'm claustrophobic." He gasped as I watched Sam pull the shard out with a pair of tweezers, and Simmons pulled out a device of some kind. A tracker, I assume.