Optimus drummed his fingers as he awaited his judge to take him to Ms. Furella\u2019s home universe. \u201cJust you wait, lady,\u201d he grumbled, \u201cI\u2019m not gonna make it easy on you!\u201d A flash of orange light then announced his judge\u2019s arrival. It formed into a woman in an orange outfit that had a belly indicating she was at least six months pregnant. \u201c…Er, are you the judge for my bout?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cSure am!\u201d replied the woman. \u201cI\u2019m Naratelto, the orange princess of Chizara and the fertility leader.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI see,\u201d muttered Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYeah, I\u2019m kind of obsessed with being pregnant,\u201d chuckled Naratelto. \u201cI must have mated with everyone in my generation 500 times each.\u201d Optimus\u2019 optics went wide. \u201cIn any case, that\u2019s not why I\u2019m here. Ms. Furella is ready on one end of her universe\u2019s Washington, DC. You\u2019ll be on the other end.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGot it,\u201d confirmed Optimus as orange light surrounded them and changed the scene to Washington, DC. Instead of humans using the streets, the city was populated by humanoid animals with humans as the lowest class and treated as such.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey\u2019re about to announce the bout,\u201d called Richard. Megumi then seated herself onto Richard\u2019s lap, wiggled a bit to get comfortable, then let her husband wrap his arms around her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou two are adorable,\u201d sighed Emily happily as Joshua massaged her shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWow, look at the scene,\u201d muttered Bumblebee.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cAny Transformers in that universe?\u201d asked Ultra Magnus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cNot according to Ms. Furella\u2019s dossier,\u201d reported Teletraan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGood, the inhabitants would have been conquered by the Decepticons in an instant,\u201d declared Ultra Magnus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am SO glad the animals we know,\u201d praised Blackarachnia, \u201care more polite than those savages!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cCalling them savages would be putting it mildly,\u201d muttered Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThe more I see that society of Anthros,\u201d gulped Arsha, \u201cthe happier I am that they\u2019re not from OUR universe.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI think the judge is about to begin!\u201d called Bashoon.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI am Naratelto, the orange princess of Chizara and the fertility leader!\u201d introduced Naratelto. \u201cThe combatants are ready for their next bout! Representing 4-N-1-M-4-L-1-5-R-3-G-N-4-N-5, we have Ms. Furella with home turf advantage! Representing T-R-4-N-5-F-0-R-M-3-R-5-M-0-8-1-4-N-C-H-R-0-N-1-C-L-3-5, we have Optimus Prime! The fight shall be a game of hide-and-seek. Optimus must hide in vehicle mode somewhere in this city while Ms. Furella will use her connections to find him within 30 minutes. Optimus MUST remain in vehicle mode while Ms. Furella may use all of her tactics at her disposal. Ms. Furella, are you ready?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cStart the match, already,\u201d replied Ms. Furella\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOptimus Prime, are you ready?\u201d asked Naratelto.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cT-cog\u2019s ready to go,\u201d confirmed Optimus\u2019 voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBegin!\u201d declared Naratelto. Optimus transformed and sped down the streets of a different DC.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ms. Furella pulled out her phone and called one of her contacts. \u201cJim, get the squad,\u201d she ordered. \u201cI want a sweep of the city, pattern 7.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cGot it, Mistress,\u201d replied Jim, her enforcer. As she waited, one of her pets, a human, put her fur coat onto her. Another human, of Asian descent, drove up in a red sports car.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cStop!\u201d she ordered as she tugged on her pet\u2019s leash, prompting the poor girl to kneel. The car stopped and she opened the rear door. Her pet entered first, then she did. \u201cGet me to Washington International School and make it snappy,\u201d she ordered the driver.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cY…Yes, Mistress!\u201d gulped the driver in an accent. He then drove off. The drive took about 10 minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cOh, now that\u2019s just mean,\u201d chuckled Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhich part of this are we talking about?\u201d asked Prowl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c…Okay, yeah, enslaving humans is bad,\u201d conceded Jazz, \u201cbut I was thinking about what Prime\u2019s doing right now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWait…is…is that…Optimus?\u201d asked Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c…Spark signature confirmed,\u201d reported Shalvey once she got the results. \u201cIt IS Optimus.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cBut I thought…\u201d muttered Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t think it\u2019s his t-cog, do you?\u201d quizzed Henry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cI mean, it makes sense,\u201d replied Agus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cT-cog?\u201d asked Jandro as he and Brendan looked quizzically at them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cTransformation cog,\u201d explained Wilson. \u201cIt\u2019s an essential part of Transformer biology, allowing them to change shape and scan a vehicle mode.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201c…Biology?\u201d muttered Swalmu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cThey\u2019re naturally occurring robots,\u201d explained Flora.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cJust like the Change-a-trons<\/em> of my world,\u201d chuckled Twaldar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWait, you have a toyline like Transformers<\/em>?\u201d asked Flora.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cIt\u2019s got a central story and everything,\u201d confirmed Twaldar. Just then, they heard a knock on the door. \u201cCome in,\u201d called Twaldar. Charline then came in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cCharline, what can we do for you?\u201d asked Brendan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTwaldar, I need your lap,\u201d replied Charline.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…I beg your pardon?\u201d inquired Twaldar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI\u2019ve seen many of my classmates sitting in the laps of their lovers and I want to find out what that\u2019s like,\u201d explained Charline.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cEr, okay,\u201d answered Twaldar as he offered his lap. Charline sat down and wiggled a bit to get comfortable. She then appeared to be in thought.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOkay, I can see the appeal,\u201d she mused. \u201cSo, Twaldar, you single?\u201d Twaldar was taken aback by the forwardness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAs a matter of fact, yes,\u201d he answered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLooking for a romantic partner?\u201d asked Charline.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes, but I\u2019ve had no luck with them,\u201d sighed Twaldar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWant to try with me?\u201d quizzed Charline.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…You know what, why not?\u201d chuckled Twaldar as he wrapped his arms around her waist.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOh, I hope you two are happy together,\u201d wished Flora. She then observed how much time was left. \u201c15 minutes, good grief!\u201d she breathed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOkay, robot, you\u2019re good, I\u2019ll give you that,\u201d called Ms. Furella. \u201cBut the game will end soon and I will win.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWill you?\u201d asked Optimus\u2019 voice. The driver and Ms. Furella\u2019s pet looked around in fear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cQuit panicking,\u201d ordered Ms. Furella, \u201che\u2019s just throwing his voice somewhere. Going on that piece of data, we can only conclude he\u2019s still in the immediate area.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cA good guess,\u201d replied Optimus\u2019 voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThere\u2019s no shame in admitting defeat in the presence of your better,\u201d purred Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThere is if they\u2019re not my better, you stretched-out rat!\u201d snapped Optimus\u2019 voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDid you just call me \u2018rat\u2019?!\u201d hissed Ms. Furella. She turned to the driver and her pet. \u201cDON\u2019T JUST STAND THERE! FIND HIM!\u201d she bellowed. The three then took off in separate directions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou know, the ferrets of my world,\u201d mused Sonic, \u201cwould take offense to that.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWho enslaves humans like that?!\u201d protested Amy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLook in our history,\u201d remarked Richard. \u201cWhite folks alone could tell you stories about our slave-owning ancestors. Although, in my world, that really depends on the specific white person you ask. There are those who think we need to go back to slavery, some being REALLY vocal about it, even in our political offices.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI suppose I COULD, in a miniscule way,\u201d sighed Amy, \u201cunderstand where she\u2019s coming from. Humans and animals, in my world, didn\u2019t have a good relationship at the start.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd there\u2019s a terrorist organization that wants to \u2018take back the power that animals stole from humans\u2019,\u201d recalled Richard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI take it you\u2019ve heard of MECH?\u201d asked Sonic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDuring our little dimensional mix-up,\u201d answered Richard, \u201cthe Nazg\u00fbl attacked some MECH soldiers. That was when Twaldar and Swalmu became Kamen Riders.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c10 minutes left,\u201d reported POmega.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWHERE ARE YOU?!\u201d bellowed Ms. Furella as she and all of her contacts turned the now-ruined White House upside down. \u201cSHOW YOURSELF!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cGalling, isn\u2019t it?\u201d taunted Optimus\u2019 voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat\u2019s galling?!\u201d snarled Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHow your crusade isn\u2019t fully supported,\u201d explained Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou mean those weaklings that want to make peace with humans?!\u201d asked Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes, your sister, especially,\u201d taunted Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…TEAR THIS DISGUSTING MONUMENT TO THE HUMAN\u2019S FORMER POWER APART!\u201d Ms. Furella ordered her gang. \u201cI WANT THAT MACHINE FOUND!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTear the White House apart?!\u201d yelped Emily. \u201cShe ain\u2019t messing around!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cDios Mio,\u201d (My God,) swore Xiomara, \u201cthis is brutality at its finest!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFive minutes, Mistress,\u201d reported Jim.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot as easy as you thought?\u201d taunted Optimus\u2019 voice. \u201cIn fact, this world is not as stable as you thought! You, Madam, are personally responsible for everything that happened under your command! You want to destroy humankind!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFALSE! I wanted to save them!\u201d argued Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat do you offer as evidence?\u201d asked Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, Judge Optimus wants evidence?!\u201d shouted Ms. Furella. \u201cBy the time I got to where I am today, humankind had been bowing to us for almost a century! But, they STILL aren\u2019t ready to accept the truth! When I became an assassin as my predecessor wanted, it was clear we needed the situation dealt with! In my early days, I was convinced that a gentler hand was needed to deal with the humans. I figured that being kinder would deal with the terrorist group, Unus Annus.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLatin for One Year,\u201d remarked Optimus. \u201cI read about them; their victories take a year as they know the fight for their freedom will be long.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhen I finally gained enough administrative power,\u201d continued Ms. Furella, \u201cI ordered all labor camp commanders to reduce their output quotas by 50%. I reorganized the camps themselves; child labor was gone, medical care was improved, food rations increased, all of these things dropped the death rate by 30%! So, how did Unus Annus react to all this?! On my one year anniversary, they blew up a dock, killing 200 of my men, soldiers and workers who had families!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSo, you had to order a response,\u201d growled Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cExactly!\u201d confirmed Ms. Furella. \u201cBut, it had to be a tempered one! 200 animal families lost one of their own, so 200 human families had to lose one to make things even!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThat\u2019s murder! Evil!\u201d shouted Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo, that\u2019s justice!\u201d argued Ms. Furella. \u201cBecause, even though I had killed them, I still wanted peace! So, I tried again! And what was my reward? An assassination attempt during my visit to the capital! I had to order another round of executions, courtesy of Unus Annus! On and on it went, year after year! Time and again, I would reach out with an open hand only for Unus Annus to slap it away! …WELL?! Are you listening to all this?!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cTIME!\u201d called Naratelto\u2019s voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat?!\u201d yelped Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThis contest is over!\u201d cheered Naratelto. \u201cThe winner is Optimus Prime!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWHERE IS HE?!\u201d demanded Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cRight here,\u201d answered Optimus\u2019 voice. Ms. Furella then noticed the driver was leaning against the sports car with a smirk on his face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c…No!\u201d breathed Ms. Furella. The driver\u2019s hair then turned blue!<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWait a minute, that\u2019s not…?\u201d asked Emily.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNo way!\u201d gasped Richard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI fragging knew it!\u201d cheered Jazz.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAltered the old alt-mode and holo-form!\u201d confirmed Prowl with a grin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou sneaky bot!\u201d chuckled Arsha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYOU CAN\u2019T BE!\u201d argued Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI can,\u201d replied the driver in Optimus\u2019 voice. \u201cOPTIMUS PRIME, TRANSFORM!\u201d The headlight sections of the car\u2019s front split away and pulled the door sections away with them as the driver vanished. The rear then unfolded and released feet as it split apart and extended. The rest of the car\u2019s front then folded downwards to form a chest and reveal a head. Hands then came out of the new arms as antennae flipped upwards from the back. While the body was a little different, the head-sculpt was colored the same and revealed everything about the new robot, even its name. The robot, Optimus Prime, flashed his cheeky grin. \u201cMore than meets the eye,\u201d he chuckled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYOU CHEATED!\u201d accused Ms. Furella. \u201cI FORMALLY SUBMIT AN APPEAL ON THE GROUNDS THAT OPTIMUS PRIME CHEATED!<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou said you would find me no matter where I hid,\u201d countered Optimus. \u201cYou never said how I should hide.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHis ability to scan a vehicle mode and alter his holo-form,\u201d supplied Naratelto, \u201cWAS included in his dossier. With what Optimus and I have just said, your appeal is rejected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cLet me make sure I heard you right earlier,\u201d continued Optimus, \u201cYOU\u2019RE not responsible for the squalor humans currently live in, Unus Annus is.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes!\u201d confirmed Ms. Furella. \u201cYes, exactly!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThen why,\u201d asked Optimus, \u201cdo you think they don\u2019t appreciate this rare opportunity you’re handing them, hm?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cBecause humans are blind, ignorant fools!\u201d answered Ms. Furella. \u201cIf only EVERY human cooperates with us, we can turn Earth into a paradise! From the moment we animals became what we are today, it was clear that we were the superior races, but humans don\u2019t accept it! They want to be treated as equals when they most certainly are not! Biologically, culturally, and combatively, we were superior in every respect! We didn\u2019t choose to evolve into a superior race, nature forced that role onto us! And, it would be so much easier if the humans would accept their current role, but no! Day after day, they cluster in their religious houses like backwards freaks! Night after night, Mark Fischbach, the leader of Unus Annus, plants bombs outside our homes in some perverted attempt to free his people! …Pride. Stubborn, unyielding pride. From the servant girl that cleans my room after my trysts, to the condemned man toiling in a labor camp, to the terrorist skulking in the shadows of the States that make up New England, they all wear their pride like some twisted badge of honor!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd you hate them for it,\u201d concluded Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOF COURSE, I HATE THEM FOR IT!!\u201d shrieked Ms. Furella. \u201cI HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM! THEIR SUPERSTITIONS AND THEIR CRIES FOR SYMPATHY, THEIR TREACHERY AND THEIR LIES, THEIR SMUG HISTORY AND THEIR STIFF-NECKED OBSTINACY, THEIR RELIANCE ON TECHNOLOGY AND THEIR BARELY-USEABLE FINGERNAILS!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYou should just exterminate every human on Earth,\u201d hissed Optimus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cYes, yes, that\u2019s the Final Mission of Ms. Furella, isn\u2019t it?!\u201d called Ms. Furella. \u201cI KNEW IT! I ALWAYS HAVE! I SHOULD REMOVE EVERY SINGLE HUMAN PEST IN EXISTENCE! …I should order their immediate extermination! You live among animals yourself; you know how verminous humans are! You\u2019ve seen animals hate humans!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cAnd that hatred is smacked down by their own kind!\u201d replied Optimus. \u201cWhere I come from, humans and animals learned how to coexist! It wasn\u2019t an easy road for either side, but there\u2019s peace and minimal hostility between humans and animals of your caliber. No, not of your caliber, that would be an insult to them! They are, far and away, millennia ahead of your world! I can only conclude that your people are the most pernicious race of little odious vermin that nature ever suffered to crawl upon the surface of the earth! You have proven yourselves inferior to Mobians in EVERY aspect! Hence, I will keep my company with Sonic the Hedgehog and his friends.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOptimus, you will be returned to Vorton,\u201d interjected Naratelto. \u201cMs. Furella, though you have suffered a defeat, know that it only brings as much dishonor as you feel necessary. Would you care for an interview with Blancalmarem and Nemengra?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNot a chance, you backwards freak!\u201d shouted Ms. Furella.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cI was rather hoping you\u2019d say that,\u201d hissed Naratelto. She and Optimus then traveled to Vorton in orange light. \u201cCongratulations, Optimus,\u201d bid Naratelto, \u201cI\u2019m sorry if your victory was spoiled by her racism.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShe\u2019s the one who needs to apologize, not you, Ma\u2019am,\u201d assured Optimus. \u201cBut, I appreciate the sentiment. I need to talk to my friends.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOf course,\u201d replied Naratelto. She then vanished in orange light as Optimus called up a few people on his comms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cMegumi, Arsha, Sonic, can I talk you guys?\u201d he requested. \u201cI need some friendly faces now.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHappy to be one of those faces,\u201d replied Megumi.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cSee you in the Gateway room,\u201d finished Arsha. 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