The Forgotten Sister
Mother of the Transformers
*Here she is folks! The final sister in our robot trifecta! What secrets does she hide? What will she do to the story? And what past does she have with Penny and Megara? All will be revealed now!*
"Going home for the holidays?"
The woman looked up from her screen to see the smiling face of her boss. Her long dark brown hair cascaded down her back while she adjusted the glasses on her face. She wore a white long sleeved blouse and brown coat. Her skirt was pressed without a single crisp. Her heeled shoes were pressing hard against the floor. Her long nails typed the last sentence on her report before replying to her boss.
"Sir, while I have no interest in my family whatsoever, I am obliged to go and spend quality time with them. So yes, I am ecstatic to go and see them." She said in her usually stoic voice.
Her boss' smile dwindled a bit. "Aren't you happy to see them? How long has it been since you've last seen them?"
"It's been quite a long time sir." She picked up the framed photo of her and her sisters from when they were little. Penelope was on her back, a grin as big as the hat she wore. Megara was small back then, hanging on her arm like a monkey. Then there was her, the eldest sibling, protecting her sisters from the harsh world. Propping herself with her elbow, she pressed her finger on the frame.
"What can I say? We each desired different paths, different choices in life." She got up from her chair, making a delicate scraping noise on the ground. "Thanks for the chat, but I must be going. I have important business to attend to at home."
"Dr. Drake, will you ever forgive them for what they did?" Her boss asked, already knowing the answer for that question.
Her eyes burned like the fury of a thousand red hot suns. "No, but that doesn't mean I won't go and resolve this issue."
"What does this box have to do with anything?"
The bots and cons were all in the tree-house in the backyard, the black and blue box in the middle of their circle. Blue and red optics alike peered at the mysterious box, wondering when it would open up again.
"One thing for sure," Bulkhead tapped the box. "It's got something to do with Penny."
"Why do you assume that?" Starscream asked the wrecker with a scowl on his face-plate. "Anything could set this box off! We have no evidence towards it pointing at Penny!"
"Why your claim is highly illogical, it does have some weight to it." Shockwave piped up, looking up from his notepad. "The box did react and send me and the Vehicons over."
Arcee looked at the corner where the Vehicon trio were playing with Bee and Smokescreen. "Yeah, and that was after Megara walked in the house."
"I believe..." Ratchet rubbed his chin. "That the Drakes have something to do with this box!"
"Yes, but what? Penny found us inside the box and then it goes off for Megara. There has to be a connection!" Dreadwing pondered aloud.
Soundwave looked up from his tablet and shrugged. Even he had a hard time trying to figure out the connection. Nothing quite added up in this family.
Optimus and Megatron remained quiet, not wanting to be part of the conversation. The Decepticon warlord was toiling through his thoughts, Penny filling most of them. He was worried that if they found a way to get back, they would leave her behind. If they did, he wouldn't hesitate to take her along. She was nothing but kind and gentle towards him, filling his spark with love. He closed his optics and smiled. Truly she was one of the reasons why he wished to stay here and not return to the war.
Optimus, on the other hand, was wondering how the box was able to pull so many through its dark hole. It was infinite, continuously bringing over many Cybertronians, turning them into sparklings, and giving them loving carriers. He hadn't felt so relaxed and happy in his life. Penny, Izzy, Tanya, Onyx, and so many others made him feel so loved. His spark jumped with joy at the thought of returning, but he didn't want to leave her....
"For now," He started to say, getting in front of the relic. "Who knows what secrets this box contains? We may have to look into it in the near future."
A shake of the tree-house made them all freeze as they heard the sound of heeled shoes clatter up the ladder. The Vehicon trio squealed and hid underneath the table. The bots and cons got their weapons ready and pointed at the door frame. A woman poked her head in, her face full of shock and amusement.
"Well that's not a nice way to say hello to your grandmother!" She said happily.
Regina Drake was a fun loving, adventure seeking woman with a passion for traveling. Her silver hair was cut in a pixie style, the tips frosted with black and white. She wore a black leather jacket with an upward collar and silver flat studs on the shoulders. She also had black finger-less driving gloves with holes around the knuckles and on the back of her palm, a watch with a tan strap, red jeans, and a black belt. Her black leather boots were polished and studded as well.
"Wait...your our grandmother?" Bee asked, curiosity in his optics.
Regina gave a hearty laugh and leaned into the door frame. "Why of course! Who do you think built this treehouse? Penny and Megara's father didn't have the muscle strength to get the job done!"
"You built this house?" Breakdown was amazed at the silver haired woman. "Just who are you?"
"I'm not your average grandma!" Regina patted his helm. "I have a bit of a wild streak, a motorcycle that goes faster than a Maserati, and raised three girls for a good ten years all by myself."
She hugged them all, feeling their warm metal against her cold skin. The bots and cons both felt happier around their cool grandma. She released them and sat in their circle.
"So what were you kids talking about? Must've been something quite important since this was the place where the girls would go to discuss things."
"Wait...Auntie Meg told us we had another aunt." Smokescreen said. "Who is she?"
"Haven't your mothers told you about her?" Regina asked them.
"Negative, every mention of her is forbidden." Shockwave retorted.
"I figured as much. Oh our family has some damage we never resolved." She crossed her legs and gathered her grandbabies around. "I guess you guys deserve a chance to know why Penny and Meggie never speak about Gal."
"Gal?" Knockout raised his optic. "Is that her name?"
"Yes, Galthea Drake is my eldest and currently missing. I've searched all over the county for her, but never found anything on her. She just vanished on the day our family fell apart."
"Granny Regina, can you tell us about her? Anything at all?" Ratchet leaned against her, worry in his optics.
Regina sighed and gave him a small smile. "Not to be mean, but she was stubborn and determined. She was always in her books, studying and writing. She never had time for friends, fashion, or travel. She wanted to get into the best college rather than have a relationship. The only people she talked with was her sisters and Izzy! Oh she loved them so much!"
"So what happened to her? Why did she vanish?" Starscream demanded, wanting to get to the point.
"Well...it was during high school when she actually met someone out of her comfort zone. A nice gentleman caught her eye and it actually made an impact on her." Regina hugged Arcee, who was currently snuggled on her chest. "That's when everything went down hill..."
Pale periwinkle eyes stared at the house that belonged to a certain orange haired beauty. A hand reached for the door and didn't hesitate to knock.
Penny looked up from her position in the turkey. Who had made that knock at the door? Her mother had just came in and made a beeline to the backyard to meet the kids. Meg was at the stove making sweet yams and mashed potatoes. The oven had three pies and macaroni and cheese. The table already was set and decorated. Green beans, bread rolls, and stuffing were already placed down.
"Hey Meg, can you get the door? My hand is currently in the turkey." Penny said, trying to yank her stuck hand out.
"Kay! Be there in a sec!" Meg wiped her hands off before walking into the foyer. Her sister really needed a bigger house. All these kids under one roof was starting to get expensive. Then again, she was already struggling as it was.
She turned the handle on the door and didn't hesitate to open it up.
Her face fell, a scream crawling up her throat. Penny ran into the foyer to help her out, a rolling pin in hand.
"Meg what-!" She froze, the rolling pin dropping to the floor. Her eyes grew cloudy as tears rolled down her face. Meg covered her mouth with her hands in shock.
The cold face of Galthea was enough to render them speechless. It wasn't until her icy voice cut through them did they recover.
"Penny, Megara, I'm back."
Shocking! A plot twist everyone expected! What will Galthea bring to the story? How will she affect the dinner? What happened in the past?
Until then: Who is your favorite sister?