Me: This is just a little something I wrote as a side for Not So Normal. It's not the new fic that I was telling my readers about(still need more votes on that), but I thought I'd write this for the sake of the readers that I always make wait in updating.

Sides: Everything is written by KD over here.

Sunny: And that includes every mistake.

Me: Well, I hope you guys enjoy the simple drabbles. The next chapter of Not So Normal is coming up this Friday. :)


A: Ancient

The Autobots were old, practically ancient compared to the average human life-span. Of course, Cybertronians tended to age more gracefully than organics and some flaunted it more than others… and some were more easily offended at the mention.

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!"

"Are to!"

"Am not and that is final! I am not old!"

Laying on her bed, Kat glared at the stubborn mech before her. Peace—was that too much to ask for? All she'd wanted was to read and nap!

It was supposed to be a compliment, she thought bitterly.

"Sides told me—"

"I told Sides that you guys looked young for your age! I didn't say that you were old!"

"But you insinuated it!" he insisted.

"Damn you, Sunny!" And damn you too, Sides.