A/N: In the G1 series, they (Bots and at least Megatron) all call him Prime... The humans call him Optimus.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. They belong to Hasbro. I'm just having fun with them.

Optimus Prime was sitting in his quarters looking over a datapad that Prowl had given him the night before. The datapad consisted of the schedule of who was on duty and where they would be stationed for the week. It was up to Prime to approve it before it was finalized. He was sipping his afternoon energon when the chimes to his quarters rang.

"Enter," he called to whomever was behind the door.

The door opened and in walked Ratchet. "Afternoon Prime," he said with a smile. Ratchet had been smiling a lot lately and Prime knew it was because Ratchet's mate Red Alert was there with him now.

"Afternoon Ratchet," Optimus replied, "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"

Ratchet gave him a shocked look. "Must I need a reason to visit my best friend?"

Optimus said nothing and just gave Ratchet a look waiting for Ratchet's reason.

"You caught me," the white mech replied, "I did come here with a reason."

"I knew it! What is it?"

"I think you should take a vacation," he stated simply.

Optimus gave Ratchet a death glare. "Vacation? Are you out of your processor? I'm a Prime. I can't take a vacation!"

"I wasn't suggesting you leave the City," Ratchet explained, "You can take one right here as long as you relax and don't do any work. You can even have Elita join you on this vacation. Prowl can handle things. Just let him know how long you want to take the vacation. I can even put it as a medic's orders that you two aren't to be disturbed until the 'vacation' is over. I'm sure Prowl will even station two guards outside your quarters if you want. You will be allowed to leave your quarters and go anywhere in the City, you're just not allowed to work or anything that's close to work."

Prime rose from sitting. "Megatron will NOT let that kind of opportunity go by! You should know that by now."

Ratchet didn't know what else to say. Elita would be his only hope to convince Prime to take a vacation.

As if on cue, said femme entered the quarters she shared with her spark-mate. She was just coming back after having spent time with the femmes.

"Ratchet are you bothering Prime again?" Elita bounced into the fore-room of their quarters and after giving the startled Medic a hug, she pounced on Prime and pushed him back to sit down in the chair. She settled on his lap to keep him there. "What's the problem now, Ratchy? Prime arguing about who's on medical leave for the next two weeks?"

Ratchet chuckled and said, "Not exactly. I suggested to Prime to take a vacation and he refuses."

Elita turned to look at her spark-mate. "You don't want to take a vacation?" she asked, "We haven't had a lot of private time together since I've been here and you don't want a vacation?" With an innocent kitten look in her azure optics and still looking at her mate, she asked, "Ratchy, where's that new toy you and Red came up with for stubborn bots?"

"I am NOT going on a vacation!" Prime warned. "Elita, if you're so...so..." he paused, staring at her. ::"Oh by the All-Spark, just shoot me then!":: he sent to her on their private link. Just then, his spark had just sent out a pulse to hers, again.

His spark had been doing that a lot lately and he had tried ignoring it, but it was getting very hard to keep resisting it.

Elita felt the pulse within her spark and her spark reacted in kind. ::"We really should. Did Ratchet say we had to leave the City?"::

::"No, Sweet-spark.":: Optimus told her gently.

::"Then let's take one...":: Elita replied softly, definitely getting into a mood. Her spark was calling to her mate's and he knew it.

"Okay," Prime replied loudly so Ratchet could hear it, "We'll take a two week vacation. I'm sure Ratchet and the other two medics will make sure we're not bothered."

Ratchet smiled and said, "You know we will." He stood up and headed towards the door of Prime and Elita's quarters.

::"Thank you, Ratchet,":: Elita sent to Ratchet in a private link.

"He's all yours, Elita." Ratchet went out the door and put in a medical lock code. He headed back to the medical bay with a huge grin on his face-plates.

Red Alert looked up from what she was doing and noticed her mate with a big grin on his face-plates. "What did you do now?" she asked accusingly.

Ratchet chuckled and said, "Nothing." He sat down at his computer and pulled up his list. 3. Convince Prime to take a vacation. Next to that he typed 'completed'.

At that moment, a knock came to the door and made both look up from their various stations, watching as Optimus and Hot Rod entered.

::"Nothing, right?":: Red teased her spark-mate on their private link. ::"There's only one reason Rodimus would be with Prime with that look on his face! You are really a lovable brat, Ratchy."::

"What's the problem?" Red Alert asked aloud.

"Well... Elita and I decided that it would be best for me to take some time down and Ratchet agreed with us. So I asked Hot Rod to take over the Matrix for the time being."

Red managed to not shoot Ratchet a look at that as he left his station and joined them.

"That would be smart, considering how Elita's been lately," Ratchet said, just as if he had not been the one to corner Optimus himself with Elita.

"Just get it over with," Hot Rod/Rodimus grumbled.

Next: Skids, Mudflap and Rattrap do something they shouldn't have done