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Lena never would've guessed alien cars. She didn't even think 'alien' when the door of the speed demon she tried to get an autograph from opened to reveal no driver at all. The only thought running through her mind when a taser popped out of the dash was, Even the cars are opps. Her skateboard clattered to the pavement as her body fell limp into the idling sports car. A melodious beep-beep, beep, beep-beep twittered from the watch around her limp wrist, falling silent after another light zap.
"Ohh, I'm so fragged," said the sports car. "Breakdown, how mad do you think Lord Crazy-eyes will be if I show up with a fleshie?"
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They're gonna kill me, Lena thought. Knock Out stepped closer. Lena knew she had to do something.
"Hey, we can work something out!" she called, looking right at the steely leader with the ridiculous eyebrows. Her mind raced, filling in a mental corkboard with what little string she had. "You don't get around humans much, huh? And the government probably knows you're here, right? You don't have as much freedom as you'd like."
Megatron's expression did not change. Despite the cold, Lena was sweating.
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EEEEEEE, THIS IS AMAZING
Lena runs her mouth so much she somehow survives fucking Megatron