• "So, let me get this straight, you know alot about humans and organics in general because your creators were scientists?"

    "That is correct, my young organic friend."

    Sigourney let out a grunt as she lifted a heavy box, "both of my creators had beast modes. My mother was an eagle while my father was a wyrm, so I had one too. Since organics weren't welcome on Cybertron, they decided to become scientists instead of soldiers to shed some light on organic life to Cybertronians. Even though I spent my sparkling stellar-cycles as a scientist-in-training, I decided that instead of becoming a scientist, I wanted to prove my beast mode didn't hold me back. Later, I enrolled at the Autobot Academy, where I met Optimus."

    "Coooooooooool," Sari replied as Sigourney lowered the oversized box she was carrying against the wall, huffing, "and hey," Sari said, "is it true that your communicator can hack into signals of any type?"

    "Not really," the Prime responded, "Only weak or primitive signals, like the ones you humans... I do believe you call it the internet."

    "What about TV signals?" the techno-organic questioned.

    "Kid, my communicator isn't a toy," Sigourney said, sitting down on a box beside the one Sari was sitting on, "it's usefulness to anyone, even me, is limited, which is why I almost didn't replace it after the incident at the academy."

    "What incident?" She asked.

    The femme thought for a moment, "long story," she answered quickly, "let's just say it was mine, and Optimus', first battle with Megatron."

    "What happened?" Sari was now more curious than ever. Sigourney had alot of great stories to tell.

    "Let's just say I'm lucky to be online," Sigourney said, shivering lightly, remembering the day where she almost went offline saving Optimus' skidplate from Megatron. After that, she got up and picked up the next box, grunting, "Man, these are heavier than they look, even for me."

    "What's in them, anyways?" Sari asked, knocking on the box she was sitting on a little.

    "Do you ever run out of questions?" the femme asked, then suddenly dropped to her knees, dropping the box on them, making her wince a bit, "Ow, I should have had Optimus help me move these... and to answer your question..." Sigourney pushed the box off and stood up, ready to pick it up again, "Optimus wouldn't tell me, I don't know."

    "Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel, Optimus isn't here, so why not look for ourselves?" Sari suggested, grinning. Sigourney raised a metallic eyebrow and smirked, "good idea."

    Carefully, Sigourney grabbed the lock and picked at it with the tip of her pinky finger, unlocking it easily. The Prime moved her servo to pick Sari up as the two looked inside the box.

    Before the two could get a good look, they heard someone coming down the hall. "Prime's coming! Hurry! Close it!" Sari said in an almost panicky way. Quickly Sigourney shut the box and turned around, sitting on the box again, covering the lock with her legs.

    Optimus walked in as soon as Sigourney sat on the box. "How's everything coming?" He asked. "Pretty well," the two answered quickly, smiling innocently as Sigourney clutched her legs almost nervously, paranoid that he's suspect that they looked inside.

    Optimus raised his left eyebrow slightly, "did you two look in the box?" He questioned, putting his servos on his hips.

    "No," both replied, then glancing at eachother for a quick moment.

    Optimus crossed his arms and walked up to Sigourney, glaring, "Well then, Sigourney Prime, would you mind stepping away from that box?"

    "Uhm... Sure," the Prime said, smiling as she stood up directly in front of Optimus, her tailing hiding the picked lock. Glaring a bit more, Optimus moved over, only to have Sigourney move with him, "Sigourney, move aside," he growled.

    "Sorry Big-Bot, can't do that," She said, sweatdropping but trying hard to keep a straight face. Sari giggled as she watched the bickering Primes. This was amusing.

    "That wasn't a request, it was an order," Optimus growled. "Well Optimus, I can assure you, everything is fine here," Sigourney slipped her arm around Optimus side and almosy forced him to turn around, away from the box, "Now why not help the otherswhile Sari and I handle things here?" She insquired, smiling sweetly a little.

    Optimus was a bit surprised at the sudden action, but played along, "well, I guess, but do you need help with the lifting?"

    "Nope, we're fine," Sigourney said, urging him out the door a little.

    "Alright then..." Optimus said suspiciously, walking away. Sigourney closed the door behind him, turned around, and sighed in relief, "sorry you had to see that, Sari," she said, giving Sari a sheepish smile. Sari giggled, "No problem, it was cute," she said. Sigourney was a bit silent at the 'cute' comment, but shrugged it off, "Maybe we shouldn't look in the box," she said.

    "Good idea," Sari said, "Who knows what Optimus would say if he knew... but--"

    "Forget it, kiddo," Sigourney said firmly, locking the box and picking it up, "we aren't looking in the boxes and that's final."

    "Fine," Sari said, rolling her eyes.

    'Humans,' Sigourney thought, moving the box to the wall, 'even I never knew they enjoyed sticking their noses where they didn't belong.

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