"We're coming in, Wheeljack!" Cliffjumper told the scientist over the com. "Righteo Cliff!" The medium sized (for a transformer) Mech responded. "Welcome back…Arcee said she wanted to see you have you've debriefed Optimus." "Right…also can you send some compressed air tanks back for 'bee? We've got indigenous life coming on that needs air." "Indigenous life? You know that's against regs!" "Hey, bee is the one who kidnapped it don't blame me." Wheeljack sighed, going over to the controls of the subspace portal known as the ground bridge. He put in the coordinates and in a nearby chamber a bright green light is seen. Cliff comes through, Wheeljack sending some very large cans through his end. "You realize Optimus isn't gonna be happy." Cliffjumper shrugged. "Got an alt mode already?" Wheeljack asked. "Aw yeah…it was cute, figured I'd pick it up." He says with a sheepish grin. "Y'mean you picked the wrong mode out of all the ones you could choose from." "…" He says nothing and just walks off to the bridge.
Meanwhile Optimus began looking through the alternate forms that were transmitted back by the trio. Jetfire was chatting his twin brother Jetstorms' receptor off, who was manning the coms' ear off. Optimus finally found a vehicle mode to his liking, scanning it…a big semi-truck, colored blue and red. Cliffjumper proceeded to come through the door behind him. "Optimus!" The Mech turned around to greet the scout. "Cliffjumper, you and bumblebee have returned early." "Not quite, I plan to get back out there to scan more vehicle modes…but Bee is bringing back some indigenous life…man, Optimus you would not believe how incredible these guys are! The machines on this planet are lifeless…it's a bunch of squishy creatures-""You're bringing one back?" "Yes sir…" Optimus sighs, facepalming. "Very well…inform Warpath and Bulkhead...They'll guard bumblebee while he brings the life form to me." "Yes sir!" Cliffjumper proceeds to transform, zooming off and around the halls.
Meanwhile Bumblebee proceeded to come through the re-opened ground bridge. Paulo was still unconscious from…fainting. Bumblebee had hooked two air tanks to the side of himself in vehicle mode, providing oxygen for Paulo. Two large warrior class mechs stood to greet him, one red and one green. They had recently acquired their vehicle modes "Follow us." Bulkhead tells Bumblebee, both of the mechs escorting him to the bridge. Bee tried to use the radio to speak however finding that he couldn't get a signal on anything. Paulo began to stir, looking about. "Eurgh…what the Fu-WAH!" He looks out the window, seeing he's…somewhere, apparently robot city. "OHGOD OHGOD!" He tries to get out of the car, however the doors were locked, and he attempted to unlock them when Bulkhead knelt down. "Hey whoa little guy-"Paulo proceeded to scream like a little girl. "STAY AWAY FROM ME PLEASE DON'T KILL ME OHGOD-"Bulkhead sighed. "It's okay; we're not going to kill you…" "…you're not? Then WHY did you kidnap me?" He asks, clearly pissed off. "Uh…" Soon they reach the bridge. Optimus proceeds to walk up to Bumblebee. "…Bumblebee, release oxygen." Both air tanks proceeded to make a hissing sound, as the bridge was filled with the gas, one of the doors unlocking Paulo proceeds to bolt out of the car, headed for the exit, when Bulkhead puts himself between Paulo and it. "Whoa- slow down buddy…this is the only room on the ship that you can breathe in." "SHIP?! HOW DID-"He looks out of the viewport. "O-oh no…OH NO GOD NO-!" Prime sighed, walking toward Paulo. "Please…do not be afraid…"
Paulo fell on his butt when he saw Prime, who proceeded to kneel down to him. "W-Why am I here? Who are you people?" Prime sighed. "My name is Optimus Prime…we are autonomous organisms from the planet Cybertron…Autobots." Paulo blinked. "Y-you're not gonna kill me?" "…All sentient beings have the right to live." Prime replies. "From what Bumblebee has told us…he believed you all to be slavers to your machines…however upon learning that your machines are in fact not alive after you were taken, it was decided it would be best to bring you here…the first of your race to know of us." Paulo blinked, reaching over to his arm and pinching himself. "Ow! …okay, not dreaming. Sooo you guys are robots that are alive? …Okay I have to admit that's really badass!" "…I do not understand." Prime replied. "…y'know…cool? Awesome? …Really freaking…y'know…badass." Prime stared into space for a while before realizing what he meant. "Yes…your world wide web has told me the meaning of this…'badass'. I suppose I should thank you for the compliment." Paulo walked around the HUGE room. "So…why're you here?"
"…We were driven from our home by another faction…the Decepticons." Prime answers. "Deceptiwhat?" Paulo blinks. "You mean there's a whole planet out there with more of you?" "…Decepticons are not one of us. They are evil, taking up a philosophy of conquest and destruction. They defeated us, we retreated from our home." Prime says, sadly. "…Well hey! Welcome to earth then! I'm Paulo! …So now what?" He asks, curiously. "Judging by your reaction, it is best that we do not alarm the citizens of this world by making ourselves known just yet…I ask you a favor, Paulo of earth." Prime turns to the cat. "A favor? Me?" He asks, very surprised. "But I'm just a teenager! A sophomore in high school! I have enough problems just keeping my grades up!" "I only ask that you take Bumblebee." He gestures to the still transformed bot. "And teach him." "Teach him?" "The ways of earth…so that we may blend into your society so that we may survive." Paulo just gives a look as though he's thinking over it. "Well…okay sure!" He looks over at Bumblebee. "No problem…stick me with the car that kidnapped me." Bumblebee transforms, kneeling down…big blue expressive eyes are seen, he gives a look to say he's sorry. "…Don't- don't give- Okay fine! Fine!" Bee stands, a big of a smile in his eyes, as he has no mouth. "Just…don't do anything freaky." Bee nods in acknowledgement of his request, anxious.
Prime walked up to Bumblebee and put a servo on his shoulder. "Be mindful bumblebee, do what Paulo tells you to the letter, learn from him. But most importantly do it discreetly. We must learn of their culture before making first contact." Paulo blinks, overhearing this. "To the letter huh?"
