A week passes since Shocksinger arrived on Earth. Who is still getting adjusted to human life, being lectured by the Markinson parent about girl things and mostly a few things about the modern structure of Planet Earth’s economy and government. Shocksinger never had heard such an earful of information that required staying up all night.  She has been staying up all night and has not slept at all for the past week.

                That could quickly change having Marcus and  Lugnut around.

                “Writing as a human is difficult!” Shocksinger complains, stretching out her arms and yawns. She is sitting on the big couch holding a pencil in her right hand and a notebook on her lap. The Markinsons’s mother has been giving her easy-to-do homework. Mainly about getting used to her human form and using it.  Truthfully it involved going shopping at the mall, learn proper manners that are supposed to be taken when meeting some-one new, and the hidden rules of socialization.

                Megatron yawns, participating in chess with Starscream.

                Yawning is pretty much contagious, especially having gigantic robots around.

                “…How long have you been in  battle mode?” Lugnut asks Shocksinger.

                Shocksinger looks up at the ceiling, thinking.

                “She has to think about it!” Lugnut groans, leaning back on his large-hand-made  chair. “No wonder she’s tripping nearly all the time.”

                Starscream chuckles.

                “16 or 18 stellar cycles.”

                Starscream moves his knight piece three black squares towards Megatron’s white army.  Shocksinger leans back on the couch acting tired and exhausted, yet she didn’t automatically shut her eyes and fall sleep. Lugnut recognizes this as sleep deprivation.  “How long have you been up?”

                “Since I got here.”  Shocksinger replies.

                Outside at a lake…

                Marcus is fishing using a fishing rod and a bucket of bait is right beside him. He has patient eyes sticking clear at the bubbling ball floating side to side briefly every so often. His brother Smulder currently is doing band practice with his fellow friend’s part of the band in question named The Goonie-Cons. Most of the band members didn’t get the ‘con’ part, but those who knew what it was playing on knew what exactly it is named that way.

                “Come on, fish.” Marcus mutters to himself. “This isn’t like I’m going to kill you after catching—“

                Thumb thump!

                Marcus reels in his line that felt heavy and moving,  He knew who’sn headed his way and git a fish to bite on his bait.

                “Marcus! Marcus! Marcus!” Lugnut repeats, holding a tired looking Shocksinger in one of his  servos.

                Marcus caught a cat fish.

                “What?” Marcus looks at him holding the line up.

                “Shocksinger  hasn’t slept,.”

                “So?”

                “For a week!”

                The catfish hanging onto the bait flops.

                “What’s that?” Shocksinger asks, acting tired and lazy. Her eyes  displayed an individual incapable of shooting a gun or machine-gun due to the lack of sleep. People who have eye problems wear glasses or get some surgery.  This Techno-Organic is not among those two kinds of people living on planet Earth.

                Marcus is contemplating how in the world she hasn’t slept for an entire week. “It’s a human eater.” Shocksinger covered her mouth as if she could get sick. The boy laughs. “They can’t eat Techno-Organics. Catfish can’t digest technology, besides; they would get fried if they bite into a wire.” The boy reasoned.

                “Please tell me how you can get Shocksinger to actually sleep.”

            Shocksinger frowns.

 "Not tired!" She vouches for herself.

                No-one wants to be around a crabby and not fully awake person, they would be much granted that this person got their rest. Kids are known to stay up all night and so are preteens until they get into their sixteen’s or eighteen years.   That of course, messes up their biological sleeping-clock being in their brain.  Especially when there is school involved, and they must learn about what they are being taught; including having attention to the teacher.

                Marcus releases the Cat fish into the lake.

                “I’m not ti—yawn—ed!” Shocksinger declares, when she yawned.

                Lugnut has some experience with the whole ‘sleep deprivation’ with the boys when they first met.  He notices the twinkle in Marcu's optical (That's the eye in the words of anatomy), it wasn't just  a chance it merely happened.  It's one of Marcus's trademarks that sets him different from his brother.  His right otic (Ear) wiggles. Marcus is strange than most teenagers his age keeping some of his childish quirks and traits. His cephalic(The Forehead) didn't sweat a bead unlike those boys who just and there dumbstruck how to help an chick sleep. The Cervical is the  neck just to finish off this undoubtfully confusing paragraph.

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      A vivid reminder;  The Brachial is the shoulder connected to the elbow called the antecubital, which is connected to the arm aka the antabachial set onto the carpal also known as the wrist below the Palmar that's vital to fingers that have digitals aka finger tips. Now keeping that in mind everyone should take note these carpals have robotic wiring all around the skeleton structure and oganic-nervous system is seen wrapped around these wires coming from some cybertronian structure.

        There is some pillows all around Shocksinger, actually more like underneath her. The celig above her is painted a  light blue with brown wooden cieling parts seen at some thin line area's that only a inspector could ahve noticed. The room has some bars, stools, music-players., and a television set that seemed useful for video gaming. Just that. The floor is slippery but has a few clutter of squishy toys seen somewhat all over the place. Shocksinger's slowly fly open just to find herself in something she usually didn't like.

      A bedroom.

   "Urh...What's..." Shocksinger yawns.

  The wide gigantic screen begins a sleepy movie. From the outside the room we see Lugnut acting worried and dubious Marcus's plan would even work, however, the human boy has this confident smile on his face,even with those folded arms were not a match to the possibility she may not sleep.

   "Are you sure?" Lugnut taps his chin. "It might not work."

  Marcus snickered, leaning against the wall.

"Tell me...the last time I had been wrong." He retorically asks the gigantic transformer.

 Lugnut paused.

"Last year, halloween night, and you said 'pumpkins don't budge an inch' towards robots." He quotes Marcus word by word, Whatever happened on hallowheen night frankly creeped the bajeegers out of Lugnut and may have made him spring a leak by accident. He may be gigantic but that didn't mean Lugnut would not forget simple things.

   Marcus's laughter does not go through clear into the other room. Shockwave's true colors are red similar to  Cliffjumper Animated  armor, meaning, his longarm form has darker theme colors of the same color, why does this have any part in this event is beyond anyone's idea. Now, Shocksinger looks around the room obiviously confused.

   Why did she get in here?

  Little girl, fall asleep,

you are really sleepy,

becase The Stars have been watching over you,

Shocksinger tries sitting upright but her exhausted body prevented her from doing so

So watching the twinkling sky,

you can say to yourself,

"I can't sleep"

but you sure as hell can sleep on something comfortable.

You are sleepppyyy~

Finally, Shocksinger's eyes close and she falls asleep.