It’s been atleast four days since the Autobots arrived to Earth. Though their ship’s boosters and flight mode have been damaged beyond repair from the Decepticon attack. Specifically Kugkuts and Rex-Five’s involvement.  Fleetdusk preferred to have it repaired without the use-age of the Allspark

It’s almost like cheating a test and not checking if the cheats are bullet proof. The Allspark may do something wrong in the process. There’s also a big no-no to using it on the incomplete shell that is still remaining in a closed off part of the ship.

Sentinel is chatting with Jack. Kup is trying to figure out how Lexi can read their writing and understand it. Molly’s out with her boyfriend all very casually. FleetDusk is busy trying to fix the damaged parts. Ivy still hasn’t embraced the fact she’s a transformer...There is something to be seen right now.

At this moment where it’s just Nine fifteen at night. Julie is drinking coffee while sitting on a chair at the porch infront of the backyard. The grass is not too tall. Just at a right height from Seans mowing first thing in the morning.  Julie takes a sigh.

“Who would’a known Ivy’s a really special girl?” Julie said as Lakota sat right next to her. Julie smiled as she looks to the dog. “And you girl tagged along with the cat.” I’ll do this just for fun, Julie assumes to herself. “Lakota...If you are one of those things...Speak or transform."

Lakota backs away. Her fur retracted and peeled away to resemble wires covering her entire body. Her eyes remained the same shape but changed their eye color to a gentle sea water blue that brightly stood out from the dark. Her paws and legs became metal.  Her curly tail still wagged side to side.

Lakota resembles a cluttered metalic animal baring a spikey objective mode. What kind? The legs,feet,face,tail back up a plausible  fact.Her disguise is a  huge spiked ball connected to a lengthy handle.Lakota barks, again. She can’t speak. Why is it that? There was an incident years ago while protecting Ivy that costed her voice box. Ivy happened to be there too. Long enough to witness her dog pal transform into something robotic and predatorish. This freaked Ivy;s adoptive mother who dropped her coffee mug.

Julie shrieks, making Lakota lower her tail and step away.

"No!" Julie yells. "Not the dog too."

Ivy’s jaw had dropped. Sean came running downstairs and straight to the porch. His green eyes relaxed once seeing the animal looking from side to side with a utter expression of complete confusion. “It’s a guard dog, Sweety.”

The two girls gazed to him raising eyebrows.

“It doesn’t attack innocent people unless her owner is in danger.” Sean explains. He holds a treat out to the dog. “Transform.”The creature automatically became Lakota’s primary form. He gave the dog her treat and patted her head. “Good gurl.”

“Sooo this means I had a robo-domestic protector the entire time when Jack’s not around....” Ivy finally said aloud as her eyes wandered to the sky. Then her eyes beamed as if she had just figured out something spectacular. "Sweeeet!"

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Hot Shot and Ironhide are staring at a Honda Dealership.Lora is right behind them. Behind the glass paneled wall is various vehicles left on display like trucks and sports cars ready to be bought by teenagers who just wanna have fun.

“I feel sorry for those bots in there.” Ironhide said, while his servos are on the glass. Surprisingly, his friend Hot Shot agreeed with him. They didn’t know cars on this planet didn't have sparks or lives. Nor they were made to be driven.

“Same here."  Hot Shot agreed,his faceplate on the glass. “I just wanna help them out.”

Lora snickers.

“Guys, they aren’t alive, they are just animate use for Transportation.” Lora explained,while she zipped up her hoody. ZZZZIP went her zipper. She looked forwards to see the glass has been shattered....Great...Autobots are stealing. Man, the  event here is...IRONIC!

Ironhide picked up a few of the vehicles.

“She’s got the hero jitters!” Hot Shot proclaimed with a smug smirk on his face as he held some of the vehicles too “Nah nah nah, Lora is scared of helping other cybertronians!"

Lora’s hair stung like a buzzing bumblebee. “I do not have the jitters!” She shot back. Lora has second thoughts about being called a scaredy cat. Her sun-lit eyes rolled. “Alright. I am helping you."

Ironhide laughs.  

"That's the spirit!" Ironhide said,

The store manager had arrived early, so he  saw Lora drive off with a few of his expensive cars that really need to be bought.Not stolen. His income for the insurance wouldn’t be...good tomorrow morning.