Spark (Bumblebee Love Story)

Chapter 3

"And where do you think you're going, Danny?" Ron accuses, taking off his gardening gloves.

Judy pulls away from Danielle, letting said girl stare at Ron, "I was just going to wash the car, Dad."

"In that getup?" Ron raises an eyebrow.

"Dad, it's just washing the car, no one is going to see" Danielle groans, rolling her eyes.

"Oh, honey," Judy gushes, "Let the poor girl have some fun once in awhile!"

Danielle smiles, knowing that her mother had her father all wrapped up in her finger, making him cave in; in which he does right after, "Fine. Just don't leave the property, alright?"

Danielle smiles brightly, before walking down the patio steps, onto the walkway floor, making her way over to her father, who was placing bricks on the ground, expanding the way walk. She quickly pecks his cheek, "Thanks, Dad."

Ron coughs, before pointing at the garage for her, telling her that the bucket and soap are in the back. Shortly after, Danielle emerges from the garage, holding onto a heavy bucky with soapy water, with a sponge inside, as she walks over to the Camaro, in all its dirty glory.

Danielle sighs, placing the filled bucky on the side of the gate, and stands in front of the car, hands on her bare hips. She walks over towards the car door, and, surprisingly, it opens without any hesitation.

"Wait...Sam didn't lock this..." Danielle mumbles with anger, "Idiot."

She pokes her head inside, leaning down, staring into the interior, checking for anything to be taken out. There was not a single thing to take out, as it was all bare on the inside. Danielle gives a small smile, and closes the driver's door, before walking back to the hood of the car. She smiles, leaning down, grabbing the car sponge, soaking in warm water, as she places it onto the hood of the car, starting to clean it.

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It felt like it took forever for Danielle, as she finishes up drying the hood, the sides of the car, and the rear end of the car. She even cleaned and polished the wheels! The only thing left for her to clean, was the interior and the roof, then she Camaro would be spotless. The only problem for Danielle was getting to the roof. She was picky when it comes to cleaning, so her only doing the most she can reach to clean the roof of the car didn't suit her. She just hopes that the car can take her weight.

She grunts, lifting up the heavy bucket onto the hood of the car, and, with caution, climbs onto the hood of the car, her knees on the metal hood. She scoots her body closest to the car window, and douses her now dirty sponge into the bucket, before leaning even further, already cleaning the grime off of the roof.

"She's my cherry pie, Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise, Tastes so good make a grown man cry, Sweet cherry pie oh yeah!" the radio blasts out all of a sudden.

Jumping from the music, Danielle gasps, accidentally dropping the sponge onto the ground, making said girl curse loudly.

"Dammit" Danielle curses, as she carefully get off the car, all the while the radio was blasting out the same chorus from the well known song. She walks over to the hood of the car, where the sponge fell out of her hands, oblivious to the Camaro slowly inching forward towards her, the bucket dangerously close of tipping.

Suddenly, Danielle can feel the now cool water splash her, making her give a girly scream, feeling the water run down her legs, her shorts now soaping wet.

"Ah, crap!" Danielle screams, noticing the bucket that was used to clean the Camaro on the floor, while the lower half of her body was no soaking wet with the dirty water. She glances over at the Camaro, in which everything was turned off, even the radio, making Danielle think she was losing her mind. She averts her eyes from the Camaro to the fence, where an already wet towel was hanging, as Danielle had used it to dry off the car. She rolls her eyes, before grabbing the towel, using it to dry off her legs.

"Crap," Danielle sighs, "How am I gonna clean the interior?"

It felt like it was mere moments after she says that, Danielle starts to unbutton her shorts, pulling them down to her feet, revealing her bikini clad body. She steps out of the shorts, and grabs ahold of the towel, and opens the driver's door, placing the towel over the leather seat, before sitting ontop of it, holding onto the soapy sponge. She wrings it out outside the Camaro interior, before bringing it back, working on the interior. She didn't have to do much, only clean up the steering wheel and the headboards of the car needing the clean most.

"Gonna wrap my arms around you, hold you close to me. Oh, babe, I wanna taste your lips, I wanna fill your fantasy" the radio turns itself on again, spewing lyrics.

Instead of Danielle jumping like usual, she stays put, but instead with a frown, a small was etched on her lips, as she stares down at the radio, giving a soft giggle. She didn't know what was more shocking; the fact that the radio would keep playing on its own, or that she was not fazed anymore by it, like she was actually expecting it?

"Wow," Danielle scoffs, "smooth."

She finishes up the last things for the interior, before exiting out the car, unaware of a desperate whir coming from the radio as she starts to clean everything up, letting the bucket and towel rest by the fence, as she slips on her shoes and grabbing her shorts, before closing the car door, and stands in front of the hood like she did hours ago.

"Guess I see you soon...with my brother" Danielle sighs.

She didn't understand why she was talking to an inanimate object, but she didn't care, as she starts to walk back to the house, leaving the Camaro be.