Disclaimer: I don't own a single solitary person in this small piece of fiction. To add injury to insult I'm borrowing the Original Character: Backdraft from Deviantscar. Not a single original thought in my own widdle head.

Author's Note: This is based on DeviantScar's RPG where all the bots and cons have been turned human and are all living together in a castle in Scotland. She can be found at deviantart under deviantscar.

Ravage gazed at the banquet in front of him and knew unending despair. On it was every type of sushi he could ever wish to try. From maki-mono, nigiri-zushi to sashimi all the typical varieties and different seafood styles were there. Shrimp, eel, tuna, salmon, octopus, and various other types of sea creatures' smells wafted up to his nose. To his right were the wasabi, pickled ginger, and soy sauce. A brand new hand crafted set of cherry wood chopsticks lay on the chopstick holder. To the left was a large slice of tres leche cake. The only clue to who had gone to so much trouble for him was a note folded in half beside a small vase with a single white gladiolus.

He closed his eyes for a moment. He really didn't want to know who had been so kind as to do this for him. He feared he knew who had done it. If he was right, then there would be hell to pay from Megatron later on. Opening his eyes, he reached for the note. Please don't let it be from Him. Slowly he unfolded the piece of paper to find exactly what he feared, but expected.

Ravage,

I just wanted to thank you once again for saving me from Starscream the other day. It was a very kind thing for you to do for an Autobot. I prepared a meal for you. I hope you enjoy it. I heard that you enjoy fish based foods a lot. Well, that and milk based foods. Thanks so much again!

Backdraft

Ratbat walked into the kitchen at that moment. He looked first at the huge spread, then at Ravage's frowning face. "Is something wrong?" His hands came up instinctively in front of him. "I thought you liked fish and milk."

Ravage glared at his youngest brother. Oh I just bet I know where that Autobot heard about my favorite foods from. He gave a soft snarl. He hated to say it, but Ratbat tended to be an excellent judge of character. With a sigh, Ravage decided for once to follow his brother's lead. Besides, he could fight the temptation no longer. Head bowed, he growled at Ratbat, "Gather the others." The purple hair boy smiled and flew off on his mission.