[Residents of 5718 Cunningham Lane, there is a Corvette in your driveway -- if it still exists. Since... an Autobot isn't going to fit in the house, after all. It just sits there, still, silent, looking for all the world like a perfectly ordinary car.
Until the engine suddenly revs, and it streaks backward into the streets. For a second, it
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[Is that car's voice familiar? Probably. And the window rolls down to reveal... no one in the car.]
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::Sideswipe? Are you there?::
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::Jolt! Yes! Yes, I'm here!::
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[The car doesn't actually move, but there's a feeling of being watched. And that voice may very well be familiar.]
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......Mr. Sideswipe?
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[And, without warning, the car unfolds. Panels flip, twist, warping like a piece of metal oragami, until there is a tall, silver robot standing in the car's place.]
Are you all right?
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The Corvette slows.]
What happened to you?
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[She trails off when she spots the car and blinks at it before she stops walking completely.
She's torn between fangirlish glee and confusion (had the voice come from the car?) and it shows on her face.]
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With what? That mess at the dairy?
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... Are you damaged?
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[A pause, and then, indignantly.]
Neither.
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