The Ground Bridge opened up in a back alley near Sumdac High School. Bumblebee rolled out in vehicle mode, pulling up into the parking lot. Melissa, Jeffrey, and Spike all climbed out, running up the set of concrete stairs as Jeffrey threw his shoulder into the doors, opening them with a loud bang.
"T-minus 2 minutes til class starts." Spike reported over the sounds of their sneakers against the linoleum.
"Metal to the pedal!" Melissa declared.
"Y'know that the saying is the other way around, right?" Jeffrey questioned as he caught up to his companions.
"Works either way for me." Melissa retorted.
The three skidded through the door of their physics class mere seconds before the bell rang. The teacher, Miss Nakadai, raised an eyebrow before crossing her arms.
"Cutting it a little close, you three." she chastised. "I hope this won't be a recurring issue."
"Sorry Miss Nakadai." Jeffrey apologized. "We uh... got caught in traffic."
"Well then, please take your seats so we can begin." Miss Nakadai requested.
The three walked slowly to their desks, situated in the far back of the classroom. The teacher merely chuckled, shaking her head as she turned to the smartboard to begin the lesson, the three scooted close together, Melissa in between the two of them.
"I can't believe we made it to class on time." Jeffrey let out. "I was pretty sure we were going to be in huge trouble."
"I'm just glad we didn't get arrested or anything." Spike declared.
"Agent Fowler wouldn't have arrested you." Melissa insisted. "He was simply going to take you somewhere he deemed safe. He knows all too well the damage the Decepticons can cause."
"So, should we be worried about that whole 'this isn't over' declaration?" Jeffrey asked.
"Nah, Fowler may talk a big game, but he won't do anything that could jeopardize the only chance your planet has of stopping the Cons." Melissa rationalized.
"I guess so." Jeffrey replied.
"I hope you three are discussing physics back there." Miss Nakadai called out, not even glancing over her shoulder as she drew a complex formula involving mass displacement.
"Sorry, ma'am!" the three called back in unison before turning their focus onto the lesson.
...
Not long after the kids made it to their class, Agent Fowler had boarded his personal helicopter, taking off from the Autobot base. Once he was airborne, he got in contact with his superiors.
"Sir!" He called into his microphone. "This is Agent Fowler. We have a situation. I'm en-route from the Autobot base. I'll brief you in person."
"Copy that, Agent." his superior replied. "I'll be waiting for you."
Fowler hung up, tightening his grip on the control stick as his eyes narrowed.
...
At the Decepticon base, Soundwave approached Megatron. The Decepticon leader was overseeing repairs to the Nemesis, working to get it airborne once again. When he heard the intelligence officer come in, he gave the bot a sideways glance.
"Soundwave, what is it?" Megatron asked.
Soundwave began playing back Fowler's call to his superior, the word 'Autobot' having prompted the Con to record it. When Megatron heard the full call, a vicious grin grew on his face plate.

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Transformers: Of Bots and Men
Science FictionA long time ago, The Cybertronian Organic Research Division, or CORD, brought an organic specimen to Cybertron; a human girl. In the height of the war, she was stolen in a desperate attempt to revive a fallen Decepticon warrior named Massacre. Now...