"So, Sari, what do you want for your birthday?" Bulkhead pressed his face against the glass.
"I dunno," she stared at some of the different instruments hiding behind the pink glass window, "Something pretty? Something sweet?" her gaze moved to an air guitar, "Or, something loud!"
"Sari, you're not looking at that guitar over there are you?"
"Am not! I'm looking at the bigger one to the left."
"Sari, we can't afford th—"
"Attention shoppers!" a voice called. Bulkhead pushed Sari out of the way just as an explosion blew apart a nearby window display.
"I am Professor Princess!" a girl riding a flying toy unicorn called, "And I am here to free you from all these awful, violent toys!" She pulled several flowers out from her bag and threw them. Their razor edges broke through a window and ripped apart the toy soldiers behind it.
"How about we take this somewhere else?" Bulkhead suggested.
"Ah, ah, ah, you didn't say please," Princess pulled out a bazooka and fired several stuffed animal projectiles. They hit Bulkhead and exploded, throwing him into a stereo display.
"Ugh, this girl needs to cut down on sweets," Sari snorted. She stuck her AllSpark key into one of the stereo systems and turned it. A huge shockwave blasted Princess backwards and woke up Bulkhead.
"Let's finish this Powdered Sugar," Princess's unicorn's horn glowed and pointed at Bulkhead, but he grabbed it and shoved it into the ground. The blast blew back at Princess and blew apart Powdered Sugar whose head landed in her owner's arms.
"Powdered Sugar?" she gasped, "Nooooo!"
"Thanks for the help Sari," Bulkhead put up a hand. Sari high fived it. Bulkhead grabbed his hand and yelped.
"Puh-leez," Sari sighed.
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"That key has so much power," Megatron looked at the artifact hanging around Sari's neck via security cameras, "yet is wielded with such carelessness. I would put it to much better use." Megatron looked at his tech specs for a large robotic body. He minimized the window as Isaac Sumdac walked in behind a small robotic dog.
"Oh, poor Sparkplug," Sumdac sighed, "Last year's birthday present and already forgotten. It's my daughter's birthday, and I need to make her the perfect gift."
"Perhaps I can help? I've watched over your daughter and seen that she has a keen interest in the various odd sound patterns most earthlings seem to enjoy."
"Ah yes, music. The louder; the better, in Sari's case."
"As it would happen, I have been working on some schematics for an interactive sonic robot that, with some adjustments, could be the perfect gift for your daughter." Megatron pulled up the window and in the blink of an eye modified its design so it looked a bit more "child friendly."
"It's perfect! I know just the person to help me make it in time!" Sumdac ran out of the lab and down the hall.
"Oh yes, it will be more fun than your daughter can handle."
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"Oh! They came!" Isaac gasped. Sari served herself some punch.
"Of course they came. You're their parents' boss," Sari sighed.
"I hope we don't have to stay long. That girl's a weirdo," a girl said.
"Who knows? Maybe she's better," a buck toothed boy said. Then, Sari sucked down some punch and spat it back into the bowl.
"Too sweet!" she groaned.
"Way worse!" the children said at once and ran off.
"Wait!" Sumdac called, "Have some punch?" Just then, the Auto-Rover arrived, and the Autobots stepped out.
"Greetings children," Optimus waved, "And pleasant day of birth, Sari."
"I believe the term is 'happy birthday,'" Prowl corrected.
"So what are we waiting for?!" Bulkhead eagerly cheered, "Let's get this party started!"
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"Go Sari go!" Bumblebee cheered.
"And…swing!" Prowl advised.
"Give it the old Bulkhead treatment!"
"Why exactly is she swinging at that colorful paper animal?" Optimus asked.
"Smack it! Smack it already!" Ratchet said.
"Hold on Sari! I'll help," Bulkhead volunteered, "I don't even need a bat!" He pulled out his wrecking ball and closed his eyes.
"This will not end well," Prowl concluded. After thirty seconds, Bulkhead stopped swinging.
"How'd I do?!" he eagerly asked. He opened his eyes and looked at the carnage he'd caused. He'd crushed half the presents, destroyed most of the decorations, and smashed every plate and glass. But he didn't even touch the piñata.
"Last I checked the idea was to celebrate the kid's birthday! Not make it her last one!" Ratchet barked.
"Uh, so!" Bumblebee interrupted, "Who wants to spend the day with an Autobot?!" The kids cheered and gathered around Optimus.
"Come on say it!" the buck toothed boy begged, "Pleeease?"
"Uh, okay," Optimus sighed, "Autobots…roll out!" The kids cheered again and split up. They ran to separate Autobots and dragged them away, leaving Bulkhead, Sari, and Isaac alone.
"I don't think they liked me," Bulkhead sighed.
"I don't think they like me either," Sari agreed.
"Oh! Oh look! Here comes a very special guest!" Sumdac pointed at a man in a lab coat walking over with a young boy.
"Hello Doctor Sumdac," the man greeted and shook his hand.
"Sari, this is Doctor Wayne Song and his son, Wayne Song Junior," Sumdac introduced.
"Sup?" Wayne Jr. waved.
"Hi," Sari sighed.
"Doctor Song is a colleague of mine. He helped me construct some of my projects. He has a particular specialization in the field of sonics," Sumdac said, "Which reminds me! Why don't we open some presents?"
"Good idea!" Bulkhead exclaimed and pulled a small xylophone out of his backpack, "I know how much you like music so—"
"Woah! Check it out," Wayne Jr. and Sari gasped at once. They stared in awe at the large blue, mechanical box. Wayne and Sari looked at each other. Sari pressed a button on the box. The box folded open until it created a large display for a blue robot that was a head taller than Sari.
"The SW-17," Sumdac introduced the bot. Sari pressed a button on its chest. A small antenna grew out of its head and shot out strobe lights. Music started blasting, and the SW began to dance to it.
"Wicked awesome!" Wayne and Sari agreed.
"Oh wait," Sari remembered, "What were you saying Bulkster?"
"Oh nothing," Bulkhead hid the xylophone behind his back.
"Sari, why don't you and Wayne go play with the SW while Dr. Song and I talk," Sumdac suggested. Sari nodded, took Wayne's hand and ran to Sumdac Tower with the SW following behind. Sumdac and Song followed far behind them, leaving Bulkhead alone.
"Why's it always me?" Bulkhead sighed.