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Omigod I'm so sorry! I didn't-- uh--

...Who said that?

[ If there is one problem with shrinking it is, and it is always that chance of getting literally smushed underfoot. And there is Scott with a hidden, yet horrified look plastered on his face. ]

Me!

[ He shouts out. He tries to sound like a lion and not a mouse. ] I'm right here near those really big feet of yours.

Excuse you?! My feet are not-- [Wait, what. She freezes her feet and twists around, looking for the source of the ~~tiny~~ lion-like voice. She hops back a step when she finally pinpoints the tiny figure.] Holy shit!

[She gets down carefully on hands and knees to peer closer.] Holy shit. Look at you!

Well from down here a size seven looks like a size seven hund--

[ Scott shoots a look back at her until she realizes who is talking to her, and where he might be. And if he weren't on a very important mission, he'd grow back to regular size. ]

What you haven't seen a person who is no bigger than a um... thimble before? Wait, I'm bigger than a thimble, but the point still stands.

I haven't! I've seen guys that were like-- [She sits back on her heels and holds a hand about a foot and a half off the ground.] --and of course, you know, all the big guys.

But you'd be the smallest Cybertronian I ever met!

[Oops.]

[ He reaches his hand up to rub at the base of his neck. He is never heard of a Cybertronian before, and from where he is standing it, sounds like something Stark may have came up with. ]

Cybertronian? Yeah, I'm the smallest of the smallest. Damn things tend to be bigger than a building.

[ And of course, Scott is on a mission to infiltrate The Autobot base, but he's not about to let anyone in on Avenger business. ]

For real! House-sized at least, if not bigger. [Her is the voice of experience.]

I'm Mikaela. [She offers him her hand-- as a platform to climb on, rather than shake.] Who are you-- wait. [Hand retracted, and she leans in again, squinting at him.] Which faction?

Woooah, really?!

[ Scott looks at the hand that he's being offered, and seeing as she isn't proving to be a threat, he climbs up on to it. ]

Name's Antsinpantsbot and I'm part of the Microbots faction. We're kinda new in these parts, and don't worry, we don't have any problem with humans. Or want any problems with the humans for that matter.

But you know those big guys? Man do I envy them, I mean to be that big has to be awesome.

Uh, yeah? [Shouldn't you know that, little cyb?]

That's...a mouthful, man. Would Antbot be okay, or is this a "don't shorten the alien's name" kind of situation? [She doesn't have any reason to disbelieve what he's saying.] --Well, good. Humans have enough problems with Cybertronians as it is.

[She laughs.] I dunno, you ever see Optimus Prime try to fit in, like, a garage? Without transforming, I mean. It's honestly kind of hilarious.

Antbot would be more than fine. Yeah, I've heard all about it, me and my fellow Microbots that is. We're a bit of an offshoot of the Cybertronians that have come here; long ago, they went big when we went really small.

[ Scott tries to make up a story that makes a whole lot of sense. Try being the keyword here. ]

Can't say I have. We've just arrived here on Earth not too long ago. But to think an Earthling knows of the Great Optimus Prime. I we've been looking all over for him for eons, and nada.

[He's actually not doing too badly. Mikaela's a little unsure about what he's saying, but has also been kept fairly ignorant of the history of the Cybertronians-- excepting Optimus Prime's brief account of their war, anyway.]

That musta been a real long time ago. I guess way before the war, huh?

[She laughs softly.] That happens to you guys a lot, doesn't it? You Cybertronians keep losing things. [Honey, you have no idea.] Well, you're in the right place, at least! Have you made contact with him yet?

Yeah, a really, really, really, really, really long time.

[ Scott feels bad that he might be trying to milk this poor girl for information. ]

Now humans seem to do their fair share of loosing important things like cities! Atlantis still has yet to be found from what I've read. As for the others, nope, we haven't made contact yet. Our spaceship crashed and all communications are dead.

[Bad superhero! Bad!]

Hey, that doesn't count! Atlantis is a myth! ...Unless you know something we don't know?

[Cupping her hands carefully around him, Mikaela gets up to her feet.] Well that's some shit. Do you have any wounded? [Lennox has been rubbing off on her a little.] I can get Ratchet on the horn if you need a medic, I don't-- know if he'd know what to do, if you guys have been separate for so long, but he'd probably be better off than a human doctor. I could help, too, maybe, uh-- [She gets a little self-conscious.] He's been teaching me some stuff.

Heeeey you don't know that. For the longest time aliens were considered to be a myth. But people always loose things, like their keys.

[ Scott quickly balances himself as she gets to her feet. ]

Nah we're good, but we still need help getting our communications back up. I got a laundry list of parts that we need, but finding human materials that are compatible with Cybertronian stuff is proving to be a total pain in the gears.

All the friggin' time. [Keys are the worst.]

Boy, that's not the first time I've heard that. I might be able to help, though? I've got some stuff at the shop you can look through, and if not we can see what Bumblebee can do. Sound good?

I mean who would think a tiny car would need keys.

[ Totally worse. ]

Sounds great! Hey I don't think I got your name.

Oh my god tiny keys must be so much worse than regular keys.

[She starts walking, making her way ~~downtown~~ down the sidewalk, back in the direction she'd come. She carries her hands cupped together in front of her for him.]

Oh! Sorry, I'm Mikaela. Mikaela Banes, but just Mikaela is fine, we don't use our whole name here most of the time.

Nice to meet you, Mikaela!

[ Scott keeps a good eye on the different landmarks as she walks in the direction that she came from. And in the process he goes to play the lost tourist on planet Earth. ]

What I wouldn't give to be able to transform. Those big bots got it sooo made. Us little guys got to be resourceful when it comes to getting around.

You can't transform? That's-- [Weird? Slow your roll, Mikaela.]

That must be really hard. How do you get around. Wait, lemme guess-- tiny cars?

[She's going to make you work for this, Antbot.]

Eh, we were really screwed in the transforming department. And thank this planet for having a ton of tiny vehicles for us to use.

[ He thinks it sounds like a good gimmick, transforming robots who don't transform. ]

But yup, tiny cars, we even make use of the animals around here. And there's a reason I'm the Antbot.

Omigod are you guys driving around in RC cars? [That's adorable.]

[She lifts him up to eye level and peers at him.] Oh yeah? What's that?

That we do! Except for me, as I am one with the...

[ He puts his fingers to where his lips would be on his mask, and he whistles. And soon the sidewalk comes to life with a long trail of those little black ants that scurry about on the sidewalk. ]

Ant. Hence the name Antbot. [ But it isn't just the ants on the ground, but a small swarm of flying ants comes flying towards them and one lone ant breaks ranks to come flying towards Scott. ] I never realized how awesome these little guys were until I got to know them.

[Mikaela does okay when it's just the little black sugar ants. She's not super thrilled, but she can hold it together as long as they're not coming too close.

But the flying ants are too much. Very abruptly-- but gently, at least-- she puts him down on the sidewalk and backs up several steps.]

Awesome? Are you for real?

[ The ants stop on the ground at her feet, and as if on queue the ants spell out. ]

For real!

[ The winged ants buzz off all except for one that lands on the ground besides Scott. ]

Pretty sweet, eh? It took a lot of work, but I was able to convince these guys that we can be allies. I mean they're not too happy when giant Cybertronians go stomping around, and you'd be amazed at what type of damage they can do when they get inside one.

[...Okay, that's kind of cool. And she relaxes again once flying ones leave, enough to crouch down closer to him and his remaining winged buddy.]

Okay, not gonna lie, a liiiittle bit creepy, but...pretty cool too. And you can get 'em to go up inside big Cybertronians? [She frowns thoughtfully; it's so easy to imagine the havoc that would wreak on a cyb's systems.] Think I can convince you to focus that on just the Decepticons?

[Mikaela, don't try to recruit non-allied "Cybertronians" into their war for them.]

I get the whole idea of a swarm of ants can make anyone's skin crawl. But yeah, I can get them to go inside the big Cybertronians, and they're more than willing to do it if I give the world.

[ Scott climbs on the one ant that has a tiny harness mounted on its back. It lifts off from the ground, and hovers in front of her. ] Seeing those guys seem to be bent on wrecking everything, I don't see why I can make them feel a little antsy.

[ He so had to go for the bad puns. Oooh would he love to hang out with giant alien robots. ]

[She squints at his mount as it hovers in front of her.] Is-- is that thing wearing a tiny saddle? [TOO CUTE.]

[Then she gets serious.] Maybe we should skip my shop and get straight to the part where you meet the 'Bots. If you guys can help them against the 'Cons...

[Isn't that what matters the most?]

Yes, yes, it is. It would be one wild ride with a crazy flying ant if I didn't.

[ Scott hmmms. ] I could always help you guys out against the 'Cons, and trust me, we've been doing our best to make their stay here on this planet as unpleasant as possible.

Princess Fluffybutt! Don't use that tone of voice with me, madam!

[Or, wait. Her highness the stuffed rabbit only 'speaks' in a classy posh British accent and this definitely wasn't that. Whaaaaaa?]

Did you catch a cold Fluffybutt? You sound positively dreadful.

[ Scott is hiding behind a bunch of stuffed animals, and he is trying to avoid catching Tina's attention too much. And he speaks in a voice only a fluffy bunny can speak in. ]

But, but, but I don't want to have another food fight at your tea party! [ He really doesn't want her to pick up Fluffybutt, all he needs is having his cover blown. Scott really doesn't want his cover blown. ]

But I think Miss Prissypants wants to have a party with that bandit instead!

Wait.

[Bandit? All up in HER workshop and the surrounding area? Tea parties are going to have to be put on hold. How the hell did he not blow himself up on the mines Tina has surrounding her place?]

Fluffybutt, you stay here and guard the shop. Prissypants is going to greet our guests in the manner to which bandits understand best.

[The stuffed animals are filled with explosives, Scott. THE STUFFED ANIMALS ARE FILLED WITH EXPLOSIVES AND YOU'RE SITTING IN A PILE OF THEM. She just shot a doll filled with grenades into a bandit and his bits are flying everywhere. That could be you.]

[ Scott isn't sure what's worse being confined next to a bunch of explosives or having Tina discover him whine he's tiny. Somehow he doesn't really like his options, but so long as those bombs don't go boom, he's good. ]

Will do! Go get him Prissypants! Just make sure he doesn't bring any friends this time!

[ He cringes from within his helmet when he sees bits of bandit fly in all different directions. How he ended up on Pandora is a mystery, maybe some crazy Vault Hunter did it. ]

Just, just, make sure I get to stay nice and safe here on the shelf. Those bandits especially the Juggernauts scare the living bejesus out of me.

AHAHAHAHAHA--!

That's what you get, Bandits! You come into my house an' try to mess stuff up? This is what you get for being jerks!

[The threshold for being a jerk on Pandora isn't actually that high but it takes a lot to piss Tina off unless it's oatmeal raisin cookies.

When the ground stops shaking and gore stops raining Tina pulls the shutters of her shop closed and takes a seat on one of her workbenches.]

Don't you worry none, I'll get a 'no solicitors' put up by the end of the week. That should keep you all a bit safer even when I'm out with the Vault Hunters.

Juggernauts! Never invite those idiots to a party, because girl, they throw all the things around.

[ Scott gulps when he hears the shutters close. He really needs to get out and find whatever it is that brought him here to those crazy place. And the Maliwan automatic rifle that the bandit dropped looks way tempting to lure him out from his hiding place. ]

But, but, but, what if I want to get out and stretch my legs. There's plenty of bandits around for me to kick the butts of.

I thought that was your job?

[ Scott looks all the way up. ]

Maybe you should be watching your feet some more. I mean you know you have tiny teammates. [ Save face. Save face. ]

Or you could just try being normal size.

[ /walks all over that pride ]

I could be normal size. But you should see the world from down here! Damn the amount of pocket change I was able to discover was insane!

[ But for the sake of ease, Scott becomes big again. ]

I ended up with a whole two dollars once.

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I'm canon familiar so I can au this.

Oh cool! Works for me!

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c&p got wonky

No worries!

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