A/N: I got review on the previous part wanting a continuation, so here she is. At the moment I have not planned anything out on this part so I'm not 100% sure how this is going to be.


"Wheeljack, how may I help you?" Optimus asked the inventor who asked him earlier to help test an invention.

"Prime! Good you're here!" Wheeljack greeted his leader. "Let me find the stuff, and we can get started."

"Is it going to explode?"

"Why does everybody ask me that!"Wheeljack questioned as he grabbed an energon cube full of a dull green liquid. "This, after it gets out of the testing phase, will be the equivalent of human coffee." Wheeljack explained.

"I see." Optimus said putting the cube up to his lips.

"But a quick warning the stuff does-" Wheeljack was cut off by Optimus making the sound of a dry heave. "-taste disgusting." Wheeljack finished.

Optimus started coughing. "Is that all you *cough* needed?"

"Yeah, just make sure you come, and talk to me if you have any side effects from drinking it." Wheeljack instructed.

"Of course."


"Hallucinations! It causes fragging Hallucinations, Wheeljack!" Sparks yelled at the inventor.

"So, I shouldn't have given any to Prime?" Wheeljack shrank back.

"YOU WHAT!"

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Optimus was sitting in his office working on one of the reports Prowl had required for him to do after any mission. He had been putting it off for a while now, but the missing report had failed to escape Prowl's attention.

"Oh, I think you misspelled that word." A voice came from over his shoulder.

"Oh, I did. Thank you." Prime corrected the word.

"No problem." The voice replied.

Wait. Prime was alone in his office. Who could have possible talking? Prime looked over his shoulder, but nobody was there. "It must have been my processor messing up from lack of recharge. I will recharge after I finish this report for Prowl." Optimus reasoned with himself.

"Perhaps it would be best to recharge first. It's just a little nap. What's the harm?" The voice came from behind him now.

Prime immediately stiffened. He knew he was alone, and that was the third time he heard the voice. There was no way it was just lack of recharge. "Who is there."

"I have been here for awhile. You always come into this giant office, and destroy my home." The voice replied.

Optimus looked around the office. Nobody was there, no humans, or Autobots. "I am very sorry for destroying you home, but if you do not show yourself I will be forced to call some backup, and if I do that there will be no telling the amount of damage that may happen to your home."

"Oh, there is no need for that, tough bot. My name is Randall. I am the spider that lives in the web under your desk." A tiny brown spider with a yellow hourglass shape on his abdomen lowered itself from the ceiling by thin string of silk web.

Optimus quickly looked the spider up on the world wide web. "You are a Black Widow?" He asked.

"Of course, though at the moment I am in hiding from my wife." Randall explained.

Optimus raised an optic ridge. What could possibly be so bad about a femme Black widow. "Did you upset her?"

"Of course not! I fought for her love! It's just I have done my deed ,unfortunately my hypnosis has worn off, and she is very upset, by your terms I believe what I have done is sparked her up."

"You mated, and she is upset. Perhaps talking with her would be a better idea than running." Optimus advised the spider.

"You do not know my mate. She will EAT me."

"I believe you are overreacting." Optimus replied. He remembers all of the times that Major Lennox said his wife was going to eat him. Never once had the major returned with any sort of bite mark.

"Fine, if you don't believe me, reach under your table, and call for my mate, see what the first thing she does when she sees me is!"


Prowl and Red Alert were standing outside their Prime's office. "Who on earth could he possibly be talking too?" Prowl asked. He had already dealt with enough insanity for one day. First Sparks and now Prime?

"Do you think it's contagious?" Red asked.

"Do I think what is contagious?" Prowl was confused.

"Their insanity! Both Prime and Sparks have somehow caught a horrible disease! One of the symptoms are obviously slowly going insane! I need a safe room. I bet this is Wheeljack's doing. I bet he made this bioweapon to use against us so he can defect to the Decepticons!"

Prowl sighed. "I highly doubt that."


Optimus was holding a black spider four times the size of the brown one. She had a red hourglass shape on her abdomen. "Where is that damn Spider!" The femme yelled.

Optimus pointed where Randall was. "YOU BASTARD!" The femme yelled attacking the brown spider sinking her fangs into his abdomen.

"STOP YOU CRAZY BITCH!" Randall yelled. "HELP! I TOLD YOU SHE WAS GOING TO EAT ME!"

::Optimus to Ratchet!::

::What is it Prime::

::I need medical attention::

::I'll be right there! Ratchet out!::


"Stick with me, Randall." Prime held the tiny spider in his hand.

Ratchet rushed into the office watching Prime looking at something in his hand. "Prime, is there something wrong with your hand?"

"No, Ratchet, I need you to help Randall. His mate attacked him and tried to eat him." Optimus held out his hand.

"Optimus, there is nothing in your hand." Ratchet said looking into his Prime's hand.

"Look closely, Ratchet! He is a black widow spider! His name is Randall!"

Ratchet sighed before going behind Optimus and clicking the button on the back of his neck to offline him. "Fragging Wheeljack."


Wheeljack stood awkwardly infront of his two test subjects, each one glaring at him. If he looked up he would meet Optimus Prime's glare, but if he looked down at his pedes, he would meet the glare of his original test subject, Sparks.

"Wheeljack, I am ordering you to stop all proceeding with the experiment coffegon." Optimus ordered.

"Can I kick him?" Sparks asked.

Prime sighed. "No, you may not." He answered before walking off.

When Optimus was far enough away Sparks reeled back her leg, and kicked wheeljack in the pede, leaving a tiny dent. "Next time you need help with an experiment," Sparks started, "Call me. This was really fun!"