A/N: My dad just opened my door without knocking and says. "I want you to take out the trash." so I turned slowly in my chair to face him, ironhide in my lap, (Fighter taught him to do that) and said, "This I cannot do."

My father rolled his eyes. "Just do it."

"Father, we've knon each other many years, but this is the first time you've you asked me to take out the garbage. I remember the last time you invited me to wash the dishes, even though it was your job, but let's be frank here : I'm not washing them."

"That was a good parody of the god father, Ninja, but wash the dishes."

"Mom asked you to do it."

My father groaned and ran with his tail between his legs. The dishes still haven't been washed.

REVIEWS

Answerthecall: XD Thanks. I was just thinking about it one day, and it took a while to decide whether or not it was worth getting out of bed for. XD

Autobotschic: XD It's fine! Ironhide can take it! Death I mean. He take death... XD I love the sound of gum popping! Whether it's me or not!

Zrexheartz: XD I hope so! Chromia is just a time bomb waiting to explode!

Moonracer smiled as the big green mech stared at himself in the mirror. "Don't you like fine today, Springer."

Springer, the love of her life. Every time she thought about the big mech it made her smile. They met a convenience store. He asked her if she was single, she said yes, of course. She asked him if he was single, and he gave her a dreamy smile before puring "As single as you are." She couldn't help but giggle.

Springer smiled at his reflection. "I do, don't I?" He turned around before wrapping his arms around her. "But not as fine as you."

She let out a giggle before pushing him away. "Go to work, Slagger."

Moonracer smiled as the sound of the unit's door filled the room. "Welcome back!" She called as she sat the highgrade on the table.

Springer peeked into the room and smiled. "I can always count on you, can't I?"

"Sure can!"

The two drank the highgrade, conversation loud, and welcome. Springer told Moonracer all about his patrols. He was an enforcer, all his stories were exciting, especially to Moonracer. The two finished drinking, and went to recharge.

Moonracer woke up with a groan. The spot next to her empty. She checked her internal chronometer, and sighed. She missed him. He had already gone to work. She sat up with a groan before she hoped off the berth, and walked to the kitchen. She poured herself a cube of energon, and grabbed a data pad so she could download the ornly news.

She jumped as a knock filled the unit. With a frown she stood up. Nobody ever visited. She ran through the unit as the knocking grew louder. "I'm coming!" She yelled as she entered the code for the door to open. She stared at the group of smiling faces and they stared back at her.

"Can I…uh… Help you?"

The first mech smiled. "You're dating Springer, yes?"

"Um, yeah… Oh Primus… Nothing happened to him, right?"

"No, no! Nothing like that! We're his other mates."

Moonracer frowned. "Other mates?"

"He did tell you, yes?"

Moonracer stared at the group. At least six other mechs and femme stood behind the first. Moonracer sighed. She should have known he was too good to be true. She plastered a smile onto her face. "Of course he told me! Now isn't really a good time, though. I'm in a university, and I really need to write a paper. I've been procrastinating forever! How about we set up a time and place to meet. Oh! How about tomorrow?"

The lead mech frowned. "Of course. I am sorry if we burdened you."

"Oh! Ha, no not at all!" Moonracer smiled. "We can meet in the café tomorrow around mid orn?"

"Yes, that is fine!"

"Marvelous!" Moonracer hit the button for the door to close. As soon as the door was completely shut, her demeanor changed completely. A frown replaced the false smile, and a glare was etched into her face. "Single my aft."

Springer walked into the unit, a huge smile on his face. He waited for ornly welcome back greeting, but none came. "Moonracer?" He called out.

"In here! I have drinks!"

Springer smiled. She must not have heard him come in. "Great!" He walked into the kitchen and smiled as soon as he laid optics on the most beautiful femme on the planet. She sat at the table, two cubes already laid out for them. "How are you?"

Moonracer smiled. "Great, and about to be better!"

Springer smiled as he sat down, and took a long swig of his energon. "That hits the spot."

"Good." Moonracer smiled. "I flavored it this time!"

"Really?" Springer raised the cube with a frown. "I can't taste it."

"It's very subtle." Moonracer smiled as she took a sip of her energon.

Springer shrugged as chugged the rest of his. "Would you like to hear about a my day?"

"When don't I?"

"Well, I woke up, and you were still recharging. I thought it would a shame to wake such a," Springer let out a cough, "excuse me."

"Oh, don't worry, carry on."

"Right. Anyways, I thought it would such a shame to wake up a beautiful femme, so I let you recharge." Springer barely finished the sentence as he started coughing again. His vision became blurry. "Woah."

Moonracer smiled. "Are you alright?"

"I, uh, I'm not fe-" Springer broke out into more coughs.

"No, I don't think you would be feeling well. Maybe I should tell you about my day." Moonracer smiled as Springer fell out of his chair in a coughing fit. "Well, I woke up, and I was about to download the ornly news when a knock at our door came! It was a lovely group of bots. Very nice."

Springer struggled to get intakes as he looked up at the table wearily.

"There were seven or eight of them. They all claimed to be your mates." Moonracer stood up, and scowl on her face. "Single my aft. Have fun in the pit, Fragger."

The two enforcers sighed as they walked out of the interrogation room. "Poison, really?"

The other enforcer shrugged. "It happens. I just never thought it would be Springer. We're going to lock that glitch up for a while. Maybe even get her the death penalty."

"Never been one for the death penalty."

"Eye for an eye mech."