Optimus Prime didn't know what to think. He onlined and offlined his optics in disbelieve, not able to compute what he was seeing over the video-link.

Was Ratchet really ignoring the fact that the children and Arcee were playing around with... scraplets?

Scraplets of all things!

He decided to just voice it.

"Are those scraplets?"

"Yes Optimus, they are", Ratchet absentmindedly responded. "They, however, seem to worship Raf for some reason. They won't risk earning his displeasure by eating us 'Bots after the first time."

"First time!", the mech parroted alarmed.

"Ah... Only superficial damage, I assure you."

This... Somehow... Wasn't what he had expected to happen while he was on a solo-mission to the Arctic. What was it with this planet and it's way to throw him off-kilter?

But sure, lets roll with it, Autobots!