Sam's Unlucky Streak
The Tranquility County Fair always managed to both brought people together, while also making use of rigged games and artery clogging food to get people to throw their money away. However, this particular day, things were about to get weird...well, weird-ER for Sam Witwicky, The boy who (somewhat) single-handedly helped a race of giant alien robots in their war.
Since there was no danger around, and that the world wasn't in peril, Sam had suggested that they all take a leisure day to visit the County Fair (it was either that, or another Cybertroian physiology lesson that NOBODY wanted to sit through.) So that's how Sam was now with Mikaela, Miles and Bumblebee, as the scout in his holoform was looking around in awe at the various games and activities that stood around them.
Sam chuckled at Bee's excitement "Don't worry Bee, there'll be plenty of time to see and try everything. But quick and fair warning, most of the time games like these are often rigged so that people don't win, but-" Sam was cut off by Bee rushing over to a booth that had goldfish swimming in various tanks. He pointed at the fish, eyes shimmering with childlike joy. Sam raised an eyebrow, he never thought that Bumblebee would be the one to like fish.
"You wanna play that game bud?" He asked. Bee nodded his head in an almost blinding rate. "How much to play?" He asked the carnie running the stand "$20 please." He said, causing Sam to grumble. $20?! For some stupid fish game?!" He asked. "$20 or Nothing Kid." The carnie said, not caring if Bee played or not. Sam didn't want to give in, but he saw Bee's EVIL pleading blue eyes, like an orphan straight out of a sad film. Sam gave an angry shout as he forked over a $20 bill to the man, making sure that he hoped the carnie lost it.
The Carnie then sat a small jar of balls in front of them, "Get the Ball into the tank, and you can choose a fish." He said in a uninterested voice. Now normally, in these types of games, the balls would always end up bouncing about, while never actually falling INTO the tank. But what the Carnie didn't know, was that Bee wasn't human, nor was he not falling for that trick. Instead, he whispered something to Sam, Miles and Mikaela, causing them to look at the Autobot oddly.
However, seconds later, they were now standing at different areas of the stand, each of them holding the backside of a metal sheet. Bee then looked around, and chucked the Ball at a nearby sign. The ball bounced around, each time ricocheting off of something else, with the metal sheets providing the ball with ample bounce before it landed dantily into the fish bowl, and the Carnie looking on in shock. Sam gave the Carnie a smug look as Bee picked the 7th goldfish he saw.
The Carnie just narrows his eyes and shoved the fish into Bee's waiting arms. Bee's eyes gained stars as he held the fish against his cheek "Good going Bee! What are you going to call him?" Mikaela asked. Bee was thinking of a name while he was searching the internet for how to properly take care of a goldfish, not deciding on a name just yet, but he was sure he'd think of something.
Meanwhile, at another area of the park, The Lennox Family, plus their familial guardian Ironhide had been busy walking in a different direction of the fair towards the petting zoo. Annabelle had been riding on Ironhide's holoform shoulders, chatting about the fun things at the carnival and how she couldn’t wait to pet all the animals. Ironhide however, didn't see the appeal of a "petting" zoo when Mankind depended on animals to LIVE.
When they found the Petting Zoo, Annabelle immédiatement zoomed towards a small area dedicated to bunnies and rabbits. Grabbing a few pelets, she sat down and let the bunnies come to her, their fluff nuzzling her hand and causing her to giggle. Ironhide smiled at the adorable display, only for him to get headbutt from behind by a baby goat, who had taken a liking to him.
At first, Ironhide tried to ignore the constant headbutting, until he began to get annoyed, he saw the baby animal and when it charged at him again, he then moved, causing the goats to ram into a nearby table, where a couple was eating a meal, and caused a saltshaker to fall down. Ironhide gave a chuckle, finally victorious over the little goat.
Meanwhile, Optimus, Bulkhead and Chromia were waiting in line for the strongman game. However, it wouldn't have taken so long if Trent hadn't been bragging and showing off to a few girls that were watching from the sidelines. Showing off his muscles, he picked up the mallet and slammed it down on the weight...only getting up to "My Mom can lift stronger than THAT."
Trent blushed like crazy as it was now Optimus's turn to try. The Prime eyed the game curiously. "So...All I have to do is get the weight to hit the bell?" He asked the carnie. The carnie in question rolled his eyes "Yup. That's the general idea." She said in a bored voice. Trent watched from the sidelines and gave a laugh, watching Optimus fumble with the mallet. "Watch. He's gonna break his back. Old coot" he snickered. Optimus however heard him, and upped the strength of his Holoform.
He slammed the Mallet into the game and the Weight not only slammed into the bell numerous times, but it broke the bell and shot up into the atmosphere. All those around him looked on in complete shock as the girls that were hanging around Trent immediately ditched him, deciding to fawn in awe over his raw strength. The Carnie however immediately shoved all the prizes he had at Optimus, slightly shivered "H-HERE! TAKE THEM ALL!!" He screamed, backing away from him.
Optimus, not seeing the big deal shrugged his shoulders, and looked around at the various bystanders. "Um...Anyone want a prize?" Bulkhead asked, causing a few small kids to run up to the bewildered Optimus, cheering at the idea of a toy won FOR them. A few parents ran up to the kids as well, preparing to pay whatever they had to to get a toy from Optimus.
At one of the various food booths, away from our Weight champion, Jazz, Mirage and Ratchet had been trying out some "crazy" carnival food. Or rather... Jazz and Mirage were, and Ratchet was appalled at what the two of them decided to eat. The medic nearly fainted at what the two of them decided to get. Mirage had selected a deep fried fried chicken donut sandwich, with a side of deep fried butter, while Jazz was feasting on a cotton candy funnel cake with ice cream, powdered sugar, sprinkles and chocolate sauce.
"Do you even KNOW what you're consuming right now?!" Ratchet yelled, getting a few looks from some bystanders "Yeah! Pure deliciousness! Who would have thought Earthlings could make such good fuel! Mirage said, taking a bite out of Jazz's funnel cake. Ratchet bit back a line of curses as Jazz decided he needed MORE sugar, and asked for whipped cream. "Yeah! Lighten up Hatchet! It's supposed to be FUN." Jazz said, taking a bite of ice cream.
The medic looker like he was about to be sick "is there ANYTHING at this place that isn't swimming in grease?!" He shouted, gaining some...strange looks. Jazz and Mirage quickly shushed him. "Hey! Pipe down. We're supposed to be INCOGNITO." Jazz hissed "Yeah man! We're not supposed to draw that much attention!" Mirage added. Ratchet glared at them. He KNEW that. He was the warning them about that in the first place. "Hey guys!" Cried Robert Epps, who was holding something in his hand
"Check it out! They have fried gator here!" He said cheerfully, popping one into his mouth. It was too much for Ratchet as he walked over to a nearby Chinese food stand, and asked for stir fried veggies. Lucky for him, they were all cooked with not that much grease. He then was handed a fortune cookie before he went back to the others. After Ratchet finished his...MUCH healthier option, he cracked open his fortune cookie that read
"Your fortune will change, Bad Things Lie ahead..."
Ratchet rolled his eyes as he read the fortune "Oh please. The belief in luck Is for superstitious humans. Luck isn't real." He said, getting up to toss the paper, that's when he bumped into someone. A woman wearing colorful clothing, who glared at him "Don't be so sure you know so much about luck " She said. Ratchet stared before another person got in his views, blocking it as the woman seemed to vanish into thin air. He looked around, but he couldn't find her anymore...
In a nearby hall of mirrors, The twins Sideswipe and Sunstreaker were admiring themselves in the many wild, warped and twisted mirrors that stood around him. Sideswipe especially was having fun at a specific mirror that made it look like he had big muscles. "Look at me! I'm a handsome squishy!" He said as Sunstreaker looked bored at his twins enthusiasm.
"You ACT like one of them too ya know." He said, secretly admiring his own reflection as well. And Sideswipe knew this very well "I know you love it too Sunny." He said, earning a whack on the head from Sunstreaker "DON'T. CALL. ME. SUNNY." He said. The smile never left Sideswipe's face "You know you love it." He said jokingly, while heading to another mirror that enlarged his head.
The twins continued their fun, until Sunstreaker leaned on one of them. Suddenly and without warning, One of the mirror cracked and shattered into shards upon shards. The twins looked in shock as they stared at the reflective glass pieces on the ground, terrified if they made a move that another mirror would break. "Maaaaaaaaybe we should meet back with the others" Sideswipe said "Agreed." Sunstreaker replied.
After a few more hours, everyone regrouped to do a check in. Ironhide had won Annabelle a Plush Black Cat at a shooting game, while Jazz won himself a pair of fuzzy dice for his alt mode (something that Ratchet found absolutely ridiculous) "Well, there gonna start the fireworks in a few hours, so we can spend a little more time playing some game's" Will Lennox said. The group agreed, when Miles pointed at a tent
"Hey Sam! Check it out! A fortune telling booth!" He yelled. Sam gazed at the tent, an eyebrow raised. He never bought the act of 'seeing into the future' or 'telling your future'. If anything, all fortune tellers were a hoax. "C'mon Sam! Let's go see if this person is good." Mikaela said, pulling him forward. Shrugging, the three teens walked into the fortune telling tent...
