*I don't own Transformers or anything affiliated with Transformers. I only own my original characters and plots. All rights go to Michael Bay and Steven Spielberg.*

There was nothing I hated more than heights and I was so excited for this trip that I had forgotten one major aspect of it: the plane. I knew I brought it up when I was talking about the Autobots flying over, but I had merely forgotten that I'd be on the plane as well. I was quite surprised I hadn't had a panic attack yet, but I was trying to stay as calm as I could.

Currently, we were waiting on the fucking plane to take off and I was about ready to break through the windows just to get out. Adalyn and Mikaela were probably sick of me, but oh well. They'd be okay for the next three hours or so.

I sat in the window seat while Adalyn sat in the middle and Mikaela sat in the aisle seat. I would've sat with Mister Grumpshit, but apparently planes were now assigning seats, so he sat with my father and Epps behind us. Almost this entire plane was full of our friends and family, so it was already quite interesting and we hadn't even taken off yet. Sam's mom was really the highlight of my day and she would probably be the one to get me through this flight; she was absolutely hilarious and I had forgotten just how hilarious she was.

"Ron, look at all those people. They look so small," Judy chirped in amazement. I snickered. Her and Ron sat in front of us with Monique, so this was bound to be an interesting, yet very frightening flight.

"Judy, we haven't even taken off yet."

Judy scoffed. "I know that. I was just pointing out how small they were. They're almost like midgets. It's truly amazing."

I giggled and looked out the window. The second I noticed that we were moving, my eyes widened and I grabbed Ada's arm rather tightly.

"We're all going to die," I exclaimed.

Adalyn rolled her eyes at me and I felt someone kick my seat. I groaned and turned around, knowing it was my father.

"Shut up. I'm trying to sleep and you're annoying me," he chided.

I rolled my eyes. "Bite me, William." I turned to Ironhide who was smirking at me. "I miss you. Come up here," I said to him.

He just shrugged and closed his eyes. I grunted and turned back around, the sudden jerk of the airplane startling me ever so slightly and also making me feel strangely nauseous. Since we weren't allowed out of our seats at the moment, I held my abdomen tightly, hoping it would pass, but it never did.

"You are no free to move about the cabin. Thank you," a voice sounded overhead.

Thank God.

I pretty much jumped up from my seat and ran to the small bathroom they had on board, not bothering to worry about the vast amount of eyes on me. I knew flying would be bad, but I didn't think it would be bad enough to make me sick. That was something cruise ships were supposed to do.

I slammed the door shut and knelt down in front of the toilet, expelling my breakfast from my body. It had been so long since I had last thrown up and I had actually forgotten just how awful it was. Now I knew that I truly despised airplanes and I hoped that going to the Bahamas and back would be my last time on a plane ever.

Once I was finished throwing up my life, I flushed the toilet and walked over to wipe my face and wash my hands. I quickly dried my hands and headed back out into the main cabin of the airplane. I climbed over Mikaela and Adalyn before sitting down in my seat. A wave of fatigue washed over me and I sighed before closing my eyes, only to open them again when someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around to face my dad, a worried expression on his face.

"Huh?" I asked groggily.

"Are you okay?"

I nodded and rubbed my eyes. "Never been better," I assured him.

"You're sure?" Ironhide asked this time.

Wow, they sure were quite the incessant pair. It kind of irked me.

"Yep."

Epps chuckled. "You look like you're ready to die, Lea."

I rolled my eyes at my uncle.

"Thank you, uncle Epps. You don't know how much I would enjoy that," I replied before turning back around in my seat.

I heard a grunt followed by two sets of laughter, but instead of worrying about it, I leaned my head against the window and closed my eyes. Before long, I was drifting off to sleep.

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Three hours on a plane was really not my specialty, but had I been awake during the flight, I probably would've cared a lot more than I did. The only odd thing was that I was beyond the point of exhaustion and I didn't even know why. I barely woke up when we landed and Ironhide wound up carrying me off the plane and to one of the rental cars my dad had paid for which was a black Chevy Suburban. Even then I wouldn't wake up. The last thing I remembered was waking up in a hotel room, Atlantis to be exact.

That's where I was at the moment. All we needed for everyone was three massive penthouses in The Cove. They were ridiculously big. I had honestly never seen a hotel room so big. It was bigger than my apartment, believe it or not. I stayed in one room with Ironhide, Adalyn, Mikaela, my dad, and Leo just like it was back at the apartment; Sam stayed in a room with Carly, his parents, Bee, and Monique and Epps; Zimmerman, Steve, and Dino all shared a room as well, but since we've arrived, Dino and Bumblebee had been in our room.

Not long after we arrived, which was about three hours ago, everyone took off for the coast, and had I not felt like absolute shit, I probably would have too, but at the moment I was stuck inside my room, sprawled across the giant ass king sized bed. It was pretty lame that I was spending my first day of vacation stuck inside my hotel room, but Dino, Bumblebee, and Ironhide were keeping me company though. Well, Bumblebee was. Dino was simply rummaging through everything inside the room, wondering how all of this "human" stuff worked and Ironhide was asleep on the couch in the penthouse's sitting room; they weren't really interested in the ocean or water or other Earthlings aside from the ones they were currently residing with, so they just decided to stay in with me.

I just hoped I felt better soon. I had one suitcase packed full of shit to prank people with and I was more than ready to act up with Bumblebee. He wasn't aware of my plans yet, but sooner or later I would inform him. I just hoped we weren't caught. Some of these pranks could wind up getting me kicked out of Atlantis and I did not want that. It wasn't like I hadn't brought enough money to get myself another hotel room elsewhere, but it would be embarrassing to say the least.

"Primus, what are all of these contraptions?" I heard Dino say from the kitchen, his loud voice restricting me from listening to the TV. You would think he'd know what they all were after spending almost two years down at base, but I guess not.

"Just stop messing with everything before you blow something up, Dino," I mumbled into my blanket.

"I can assure you I have everything under perfect control, young Lea."

I just groaned and covered myself with my blanket. If he wound up blowing us up, I might would find some happiness in it. It would definitely rid me of this bug, whatever it was. Truthfully, I didn't know what was wrong with me. I had been feeling rather strange since the plane took off, but I didn't understand why I was in such a horrid state. I assumed it to be due to the sudden shift in air pressure, but everyone else was fine. It was peculiar to say the least, but I prayed it wouldn't last long. If Bumblebee and I didn't prank everyone within our group at least once, then I was going to lose my pranking mojo.

"Bumblebee, come here. I have an important matter to discuss with you," I called from beneath the blanket.

Seconds later, I could feel the comforter being lifted off of my head. Bumblebee's holoform gave me a warm smile before speaking. .yeah, I was surprised too. I had come to discover that the only reason Ratchet had been in Washington DC after the Battle of Chicago was to finish Bumblebee's vocal issue in both his holoform and Cybertronian form. It was quite convenient as of this moment, so I wasn't particularly complaining.

"Yes?" he started as he half-laid down beside me on the large bed.

Hopefully Hide didn't wake up anytime soon. If he heard my little plans, he wouldn't hesitate to reprimand both Bumblebee and I.

"Listen, you know we have to act up here, right?" I responded. He smirked and nodded. "Well, I just so happened to bring an entire suitcase packed full of shit to prank people with and when I feel even remotely better, we're going to go and fuck shit up, okay?"

He snickered and nodded, but stopped and looked behind me. I turned to see Dino standing behind me with his arms crossed and a smirk plastered onto his face.

"Hey, Dino. What's up?" I asked calmly. Bumblebee laughed behind me.

"I believe I would love to take part in your elaborate plan to carry out mischievous acts within this lovely establishment," he said.

I gaped at him. "Seriously?" I asked. He just nodded. "And you won't tell Ironhide?"

"Tell Ironhide what?" that very familiar and not to mention grumpy voice sounded.

I pursed my lips as he came into view and Dino laughed. Ironhide narrowed his eyes at me and I smiled innocently. "Tell Ironhide that I'm feeling much better," I half-lied.

He grunted. "Whatever," he grumbled before walking back out of the room.

"Well, someone's grumpy," I mused.

"Precisely. He should be fine. Continue," Dino pressed.

"Okay, well, tomorrow morning at like four in the morning I'm going to sneak out of here and we're going to start off with Sammy." Bee snickered at the sound of that. "After we've carried out the first plan, we can continue with whatever else I have planned. We just have to do it all before everyone wakes up," I laughed.

Bumblebee and Dino nodded and I smiled at the two of them. Once I was able to move again, this trip would turn into something absolutely fantastic.

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