The Transformers Meet the Archies

Epilogue

by Phantom (phantom1313 at tfrid dot com)

This story is a continuation of The Transformers Meet the Archies, written by Anubis Soundwave (Janell Clark)(acsound at hotmail dot com), which is archived at Suzanne's Fanfic Page. The original concept and human characters are credited to her. I humbly offer this as a continuation.

Chapter Three

"Okay, Tim.... As usual, we were low on energy, and seeing how Shockwave has energon cubes to spare, I sent a raiding party to his storage area. Little did I know that the energon was tainted with a liquid that holds metamorphic properties.

"I was scanning the Decepticon security system for weaknesses when they grabbed me and put me on the space bridge. The next thing I know, Megatron is standing in front of me. He held up a picture of a Terran female with blonde hair. I looked down at myself, and I suddenly realized that I had turned into that female!

"I was even more frightened when Megatron turned into a human too. He leered at me and said, 'Greetings, my bride. Your sister Star has missed you very much.' He gestured to Starscream, who also changed into a human, but he was a female.

"I tried to push my way past them, but Megatron grabbed my arm. 'Now, now,' he scolded. 'We can't have you running away before the honeymoon! Star has booked all of us a hotel room in a fleshling town known as Riverdale. Let's not disappoint her.'

"I was soon to find out that I had been kidnapped as insurance, in case the Autobots discovered the Decepticons' plans. Megatron and Starscream kept a close eye on me, at least until they had to pack up the Decepticons' surveillance equipment next door. I saw an opportunity to escape, and I grabbed it. Lucky for me, you were right across the street!"

Her voice faded as she glanced at Mr. Primrose. He was staring at her, his eyes wide with shock. "Did you say...across the street?" he choked.

Allie replied, "That's where Soundwave and some of his warriors were stationed. From what I heard of their telephone conversations, the other Decepticons under his command were Thundercracker, Skywarp, Rumble, Frenzy, and Ravage. To explain his own presence in Riverdale, Megatron referred to Soundwave as his 'nephew' Sonny."

"I don't believe it," Mr. Primrose whispered. "Sonny's uncle is...Ron Meghat. Oh, no-- Meghat, Ron. Why didn't I see this before?"

Buzz and Terry looked stunned. They looked to their leader to gauge his reaction. However, the reaction was unlike anything they had expected.

Mr. Primrose snickered. Then he chuckled. Finally, he burst out in laughter, doubling over on the sofa. He whooped loudly, pounding the cushions with his fist.

"Tim!" Allie cried out in alarm.

"All you all right?" Buzz asked, concerned for his "father's" welfare.

Terry shook Mr. Primrose by the shoulder. "Get a grip, Mr. Primrose! Don't go off the deep end on us!"

Mr. Primrose straightened up, his laughter subsiding. He reached up, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. "I'm sorry. But it's just so funny! Think about it! I had a civilized conversation with Megatron! We've been living peacefully with the Decepticons across the street for weeks! Not only that, I gave love advice to Soundwave!"

Comprehension dawned in Buzz's eyes. "Yeah!" he exclaimed. "I mopped up the arcade floor with Rumble and Frenzy!"

Terry began to shake his head in disbelief. "Oh, man. Do you mean to tell me that I've just spent several weeks chillin' with Soundwave?" He began to chuckle, seeing the absurd nature of what had happened.

"Well, I'll say one thing for him," he continued. "That guy sure could dance! And even though he's a Decepticreep, he sure made Betty happy. I suppose even ol' Soundwave has a kernel of decency hidden in him somewhere."

"Listen to me, my Autobots," Prime instructed, falling back into his role as leader. "This is the best thing that could have happened to us!"

"Uh, I don't see it," Terry confessed.

"We've just spent several weeks in close proximity to the Decepticons, actually socializing with them, without a single shot being fired. This shows that there is hope for our race to coexist peacefully. Perhaps we can build on this experience, to use it to find a peaceful solution to the war."

"I haven't looked at it that way," Buzz realized. "I never thought that Killer Instinct would bring me together with Rumble and Frenzy!"

Terry agreed. "And I never thought that I could be in the same room with Soundwave and not pick a fight with him."

Mr. Primrose frowned suddenly. His expression darkened. "Allie, did you say that Ron Meghat made you his wife?!"

Allie smiled at the look of possessiveness that crept across Tim's features. "Yes, he did! But I'm sure I'll like being Mrs. Primrose much better than Mrs. Meghat."

Mr. Primrose opened his mouth to speak. Absolutely nothing came out. Terry and Buzz nudged each other, enjoying themselves immensely. It wasn't every day that their leader was at a loss for words.

Mr. Primrose managed to find his voice. He managed to gasp out, "You mean it? You'll really be my wife?"

Allie reached up to caress his cheek. "From now on, call me Mrs. Primrose."

Tim wrapped his arms around his new wife, pressing her to him. "Aww," two voices chorused behind him. He drew back, seeing Terry and Buzz grinning at him.

"Wow, Mr. Primrose! That was fast work!" Terry exclaimed. Mr. Primrose's cheeks turned a bright red.

Buzz stared at the unfolding scene in utter fascination. Suddenly a thought sprang to mind. "If you're my father," he said to Mr. Primrose, "does that make her my mother?" He gazed meaningfully at Allie.

"Well, how about it? Shall I be a mother to your child, too?" Allie teased her new husband.

"I...I...uh...okay," Mr. Primrose stammered. He was quickly becoming overwhelmed by the events of the past five minutes. Seeing this, Allie squeezed his hand reassuringly.

The touching scene was interrupted by a gurgle from Allie's stomach. The others laughed at her startled expression. "My sentiments exactly," teased Terry. "Let's get some chow!"

"Ugh!" Allie exclaimed. "I hate food!"

"What do you mean?" Buzz asked. "It's delicious."

Allie explained, "Ron and Star always gave me food that was dripping with grease and tasted awful. They referred to it as 'fast food'. Of course, they ordered their own food from room service and got mine while they were out. To them, I was just an afterthought."

Terry shook his head in mock horror. "You've been eatin' the wrong kind of grub! Don't worry, Buzz and I will set you straight."

"Yeah!" Buzz chimed in. "There's this place called Pop's, which serves delicious food. Trust me, you'll love it."

"I don't think I've ever been to Pop's," Mr. Primrose said thoughtfully.

Buzz looked rather embarrassed. "That's because it's a teenage hangout. Grownups usually don't go there. But seeing how Mom is in desperate need of a good meal, I think everyone will understand."

"Especially since we only have enough food for tomorrow's breakfast," Mr. Primrose mentioned.

"So what are we waiting for?" Terry said impatiently. "Let's get going!"

"Okay, okay," Mr. Primrose chuckled, standing up. Terry was out of the door in a flash. The others followed suit and headed towards the garage.

Terry looked at Mr. Primrose with an expectant grin on his face. "What is it?" Mr. Primrose asked suspiciously. "Why are you grinning at me like that?"

"You don't happen to know how to get to Pop's, do you?" Terry asked him.

"No," Mr. Primrose replied slowly. "But that doesn't mean that I'm willing to let you control one of my components while I'm here."

"Aw, come on, Mr. Primrose!" Terry begged. "I've always brought Roller back in mint condition. Besides, it's a lot easier for me to drive than to give you directions."

"Well...all right," Mr. Primrose relented. "But drive carefully! And don't blare the stereo."

Terry grumbled good-naturedly at the restrictions, pleased that he had at least gotten permission to drive. Everyone climbed into Roller. Buzz sat up front next to Terry, and Allie and Tim sat together in the back. Mr. Primrose sent out a mental command, and the car's functions were routed to the controls in the driver's seat. Terry started the car, and they were off.

"Whooeee!" Terry whooped. He switched on the radio, causing a deafening blast of music to echo through the car.

"Terry! Please keep the music down to a low roar!" Mr. Primrose ordered. Terry made a face, but turned down the radio nonetheless.

Buzz glanced at the rearview mirror. His parents were reflected on the shiny surface, talking animatedly. It seemed that they were so wrapped up in each other that they had forgotten all about the world around them.

"Terry," he spoke to his friend, "how long have they been together?"

"You mean Prime and Alita One?" Terry replied. Buzz nodded. "Well, to be honest-- I don't know. They've been a couple for as long as I remember. No, wait...I remember Ironhide saying something about it. Yeah, he told me that they've been an item since before the war started."

Buzz whistled softly. "That's about nine million years! They've gone through an awful lot together. Let's see...first they got new bodies and became the leaders of the Autobot armies, then the female Autobots were supposedly killed, Prime crash-landed on Earth with the rest of us, Alita One nearly died trying to save Prime from some Decepticons.... I've probably left something out somewhere."

"And they're still together after all that." Terry shook his head in amazement. "You're witnessing true love in action, buddy."

"Do you...do you think that I'll ever find anyone like that?" Buzz wondered.

"Sure you will, Buzz," Terry said reassuringly. "There's someone out there for everyone. Don't you worry about it. You'll find that special someone just when you least expect it."

Terry turned the steering wheel, pulling into the parking lot of Pop's. "We're here!" he announced.

end of Chapter Three

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