Writer's Notes: I hope you guys love this one. This one was just one of many evil plot demons that I had locked away in the basement. Gotta love how good a sport Bee is. Please Review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor will I ever...Though I wish I could. But I do own Nanno!

Fun in the Rec Room

Plotting in the Med-lab...

" You bring the items?" chirped a tiny silver form atop the counter as she watched Mikaela walk in.

The human female looked up with a mischievous grin as she pulled out a small fluffy baby blanket from her school bag and grinned at the Mini-bot," Yep! Sam is so going to pay for that stunt last week. "

Nanno giggled as she nodded to her in agreement, till she heard Ratchet shift in the background. Both girls instinctively froze and looked to the CMO.

" And what do you plan to do? " spoke the CMO rather dryly, though a curious tone hinted at as to why Mikaela would need such an item.

" Before we speak a word of this, Ratchet! " squeaked Nanno as she franticly tried to think of something," You must promise on your spark you will tell nobody? " She gave the medic those famous pleading puppy-dog eyes.

A blast of heated air escaped his coolant ducts as he stared down at the little bot, then to Mikaela nearby whom was giving him the same pleading Innocent look," Fine, what is it?"

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Later outside the Rec Room...

Mikaela stood outside the massive doors of the rec room, looking down at the little bundle in her arms and smirked to the little bot wrapped tightly in a baby blanket she had brought along with her from babysitting for a friend. Blinking at first as she walked into the massive Rec Room, she looked about curiously as she listened to the latest burst of laughter at Sunstreaker's expense. The brilliantly yellow bot sitting off to one end of the room growled menacingly in Bumble Bee's direction, as Sideswipe sat on the floor laughing his aft off.

It was then that the smaller yellow autobot perked at the sight of the human girl, till he noticed the small wrapped bundle in her arms. Those brilliant baby blue optics widening all of a sudden at the sight before him. The room falling eerily silent just then as the others had finally noticed Bumble Bee's odd expression. Their jaws soon following suit.

It was Bee that finally found his vocal processors," Mikaela!" he chirped with a mix of excitement and bewilderment," Why didn't you tell us?!"

Sam was still too busy laughing at the shared joke till he heard his friend, blinking in confusion as he followed his gaze toward his girlfriend standing there in shock at the door.

Bumble Bee looked between the two humans in confusion as the pair stared at each other in shock, Sam seeming to struggle with words that didn't seem to be coming. All the pinkish color in his face suddenly taking on a strange sickly pale white as the boy squeaked. Then hit the floor out cold.

The yellow bot was suddenly scrambling to his feet in shock as practically screamed Ratchet's name over the com link.

The CMO growled in annoyance at the little bot," Someone better be dieing."

Bee squeaked at the words.

Grumbling a bit in irritation, the medic made his way to the Rec Room and blinked at the sight before him. Mikaela leaned against the wall laughing herself into a fit, five very confused faces, and one passed out Sam. He sighed, shaking his head as he looked to Mikaela and the bundle in her arms. Quirking a metallic brow,"Are you two having fun?"

Mikaela nearly dropped the bundle in her arms, almost causing Bee to drop Sam in the process as he dove for the bundle. Inside the bundle, the small seemingly sleeping soft pinky cherub-like face fused for a second. Till those small icy blue eyes came open causing Bumble Bee do a double take for a second at those pupiless icy blue eyes. A small hand reached up to grab at Bee's faceplate and cooed happily, doing a near perfect impression of Will Lennox's year old daughter Sara, " Da!"

Ratchet roared with laughter was he watched Bumble Bee's expression, Mikaela joining him as she watched. The whole room suddenly erupted in laughter at the sight.