I was suddenly struck by inspiration in the shower yesterday... It's amazing where your mind goes when you're not really thinking about anything...

Anyway, I'll be referencing the Transformers post 2007 live action films a lot in future chaps. There will be a lot of fan girl-ness, too. This particular chap is told from Ratchet's POV. I don't own Transformers: Prime or the movies. Nor am I making any money off this. I am doing this for the heck of it.

Here's a little legend for you all. You'll need it in later chaps.

Astrosecond- 273 seconds

Breem- 8.3 minutes

Joor- 1 hour

Solar cycle- 1 day

Orn- 13 days

Vorn- 83 years

You ready? Let's go!

"Is this thing even gonna work?"

"It had better! Do you know how much money I paid to get the materials for this?"

"I know, I know. You told me a million times already. Why am I here, exactly?"

"I thought you wanted see them!"

"Yeah, but I'm not a..."

I looked up from the Ground Bridge monitor again, thoroughly unnerved. All solar cycle I've been hearing two female voices bickering back and forth at each other but I could not find the source of the sound. They weren't coming from the halls and got rather loud when you stood close to the Ground Bridge. It was almost like the voices were coming from inside it, even though I had checked about five times already and absolutely nothing was there. I briefly glanced up at the little recreational corner the humans had set up. The three children were all playing a game at their little corner and didn't notice the voices. I vented quietly, running a servo down my face.

"I am officially losing my mind."

The two little voices that I'm starting to believe was all in my head quieted down once the comm. link sounded. Knowing exactly who it was, I straightened up and pressed another button on the keyboard I currently stood in front of.

"Optimus to base. We require a ground bridge."

"Coming up." Soon enough, Optimus, along with Arcee and Bulkhead, walked through the swirling green tunnel. They had ventured off to explore in a subterranean Energon deposit. They had discovered it in a place the humans had dubbed Mammoth Cave. A good portion was deemed unsafe by human standards after a recent mishap that I never bothered to learn about and was cut off to the general human public, making our team's job a bit easier. Plus, I was told that the majority of the rooms in the cave's rooms were big enough even for Optimus. This mission they had just come back from was only meant to confirm the exact position of the energon deposit. Later we will send Bulkhead and Arcee back in with the proper equipment for mining the energon.

Suddenly, the Ground Bridge turned a deep blue and released a high pitched whining sound. The sharp sound startled me at first but I sprang into action, shouting at everyone to get as far from the malfunctioning transportation portal. Nothing like this has ever happened before! What is going on? Electricity crackled loudly, dancing around the walls of the dysfunctional device. I pounced on the control panel for the Ground Bridge and attempted to shut the machine down. The sound of crackling electricity filled my audio receptors before a burst of energy was shot out at my face. I staggered back, servos shielding my sensitive optics, blinded.

I'm sure by that point, the other bots had grabbed their human friend and took cover in the halls, eyes and optics glued to the now deep water blue Ground Bridge.

The only ones left in the main room were Optimus and I. My optics cleared just as his assumed his battle stance and slid his mask over his face, appearing ready to drag me away from the Ground Bridge monitor if need be. I could feel myself start to slip into panic as I tried to shut the power off from the sparking and smoking control panel, despite the searing heat that was now coming from the Ground Bridge. No! This was no time for panicking!

Frustrated, I slammed a fist down on the panel. The only other option would be to cut the energon flow to the Ground Bridge altogether. My now composed gaze shot over to the panel on the floor that covered to energon fuel line. I stepped towards the panel, narrowly avoiding getting struck by the strange electricity. If this didn't work...

I looked back at our leader. Optimus looked very close to throwing me over his shoulder and taking cover a safe distance away when the electrified portal suddenly stopped. My attention snapped back over to the Ground Bridge. It had just turned off. No warning. There wasn't even the usual whine of it gearing back down.

"Well, at least the stupid thing did something this time."

"Yeah...Oh, wait. No, wait, no... Oh slag."

"Wait, oh, slag? Oh, slag? This is not an 'oh slag' moment! This is an 'oh shit' moment!"

"Oh, shut up, you big sparkling. I'll have this thing fixed in a half a breem."

"Don't tell me to shut up! I do not want to be caught between two dimensions for the rest of eternity!"

There go the voices again! The rest of the bots had to have heard that! I moved towards the entrance of the Ground Bridge and stood where the intruders would have to move all the way out of the bridge to see me. I peered cautiously into the now dark tunnel after exchanging a nervous look with the bots and humans huddled behind me. Optimus' expression on his faceplates was unreadable behind his battle mask. There appeared to be two small figures standing at the very back but it was too dark for me to make out any real details. Suddenly they started to walk towards us, carrying rather large boxes, apparently not seeing us at all. I swiftly ducked back out of sight and shifted my servo into a surgical blade. I don't know what these things were, but they apparently didn't know what they were getting themselves into.

"Did that thing work or what?" The two figures came out of the shadows and into the white light of the missile silo. All of the bots gaped at what they saw. Even Optimus had a shocked look in his optics.

It was just two unarmed human femmes! From what I can tell, they were both only a few human years older than Jack.

"That crazy thing had better work. I've endured your torture enough," moaned the human femme in the pink, blue, and green tie dye shirt. Her voice was laced with frustration, nonchalance and slight boredom.

"Hanging around in the lab with me is not that bad. Plus you get this once-in-a-fragging-lifetime opportunity. " The other femme wore a black shirt from what the others and I could see. Their faces were blocked from their view by the cardboard boxes, so they couldn't see me moving closer to them, surgical blade up and ready. Few questions ran through my processor, though they were extremely valid at the moment. Questions like 'how did these two organics get here' and 'how did they tap into the Ground Bridge's coordinating systems'.

And how in Primus' name did that human know those Cybertronian terms and curses?

The human female in the tie dye shirt heavily put the boxes down. I lifted my blade, still cautious of the intruders. If they managed to get in here, who knows what they could be armed with. As soon as she saw me, she blinked.

"Huh. I guess it did work."

"Hey, don't just stand there! Get your sorry aft over here and help with these boxes." The female human in the black shirt growled from behind the boxes she carried. She still hadn't seen me or the other bots, who had begun slowly creeping forward, weapons drawn. Even Bulkhead managed to quiet his step.

"Samantha," The tie dye girl never stopped staring at me as she calmly called out her companion. Such a calm reaction was extremely unexpected, to say the very least. Since I was the closest bot to the intrusive humans, Bumblebee and the rest of them looked at me, expected me to say something to them. Before I could even move, the humans spoke again.

"What?" The girl in the black shirt, dubbed Samantha dropped the boxes on the ground and glared over at her comrade.

"I'm staring at your favorite Transformer." Samantha's reaction to that flat statement was...

Her eyes widened considerably as her gaze fell onto me. I heard her take in a long breath. Right then, I noticed the details of her shirt. On it was a large white Autobot insignia! How could this random human possibly know about us? This wasn't making any sense! The only civilians that truly know anything about us are the children! And I highly doubt they would actually tell someone about the base. The harsh white light of the silo glinted off my blade. She may bear the Autobot insignia, but you can never be too sure...

"OH, MY GOD! IT'S RATCHET!" Samantha screeched at a painfully high pitch. I winced, audio receptors ringing. How could such small creatures be so Primus-slagging loud?

"Whoa, I could recognize that kind of scream anywhere!" I halfway turned to see Miko running out from behind Bulkhead.

"Miko, no!" Jack shouted as he tried to grabbed her wrist only to be thrown off.

Optimus was silent and strangely still throughout this whole thing. He's only like that when he doesn't know exactly how to approach a situation. Well, I hope he figures something out soon. I put my attention back on Miko, who was standing a bit in front of me.

"You guys can put the guns away!" Miko waved her hands around, trying to get us to deactivate our weapons. I scoffed. Why in the world was she protecting them?

"And why would we do that? They tapped into the Ground Bridge's systems and transported themselves here! If those mere humans can pull such a feat of engineering who knows what else they can do!" I glared down at Miko.

"They're fangirls!" Right then, I went from angry to confused. What was a fangirl? How did Miko know what they were? Did they all scream the way Samantha did? I shuddered slightly. If they did, I want nothing to do with them.

"Yep! I was officially voted as America's biggest Transformers fan! And I still hold that title, too!" Samantha had evidently recovered and piped in, in an excited tone. She perked up as soon as Miko said the word 'fangirl'. All of us were still brandishing our weapons. I didn't dare steal a glance behind me when I heard a few beeps and buzzes. Bumblebee was more than a little curious about how much she knew of the Autobots.

"How much do I know about the Autobots? How much do I know about the Autobots? Did you not hear me earlier?" Samantha looked almost offended as she looked over at Bumblebee. Wait-how did she understand what he just said?

"Oh, here we go again..." The tie dye girl muttered under her breath.

"You never question a serious fangirl's knowledge. Ever." Miko put her hands on her hips, shaking her head sadly.

Then Optimus finally decided to speak up. "Why did you come here?" His deadly serious tone had a slight edge to it, changing the confused mood of the room. Even his EM field had started to vibrate in a serious manner. Everyone fell silent again and watched Samantha, who was looking way up at Optimus. His height alone would have been enough to startle any normal human at the very least. But...these two humans have proven more than enough times in the past breem that they are far from normal. They stood there, completely unfazed by the sight of Optimus. I'm going to have their heads examined by Nurse Darby later.

"Oh, that's easy! We are here to deliver messages to you all from your millions of fans!"

So, if you could say, ask, or give anything to any of the Autobots, what would it be? Drop a review and I might use it in the next chapters!

Peace!