They just don't stop coming! No sooner did I finish that last chapter than the idea for this leapt into my head, and it was too good to pass up. Enjoy. :)

Oh yeah... there's something else too. While I was on my Christmas break, my family stopped by a place called Fort Ord in Monterey, CA, because it's the military base where my uncle went through basic training (a loooong time ago!). It was decommissioned in 1994, and is now a nature preserve. There are miles and miles of uninhabited land there, surrounded by barbed wire fencing with- get this- explosions testing warning signs all around. Apparently they used to store lots of munitions there. Anyway, my Transformers-obsessed brain being what it is, my first thought was, "This would make a PERFECT base for the Autobots!" Therefore, I am going to magically pick up the Autobot base and stick it in Fort Ord, because I think it's hella cool. X3

As usual, I only own what comes out of my own crazed mind.

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"I'll see your bet, and raise you one hundred."

Blackbird took one blue chip off his stack and tossed it into the middle of the table. Ironhide smirked. Kathryn raised one eyebrow. Bumblebee's expression did not change.

Kathryn had introduced the Autobots to poker. And they really liked it.

Blackbird, Bumblebee, Ironhide, and Ratchet were all sitting around the table in their holoforms, cards held in their hands. Their vehicle modes were all sitting in recharge to prevent cheating.

Kathryn also sat at the table, but she had lost all her chips a long time ago. She had never been too good at poker in the first place, but she hadn't stood a chance against supercomputers who could count cards and calculate odds in their sleep (or recharge- whatever). They were also very good at knowing when she was bluffing.

And, of course, they all had perfect poker faces.

Not to mention they had made up their own, extremely complicated version of poker, claiming that it was too easy for them to play by human rules. It was some kind of variation on seven-card draw, with card exchanges and special betting rounds and various rules adapted from other card games that she quickly lost track of.

Kathryn didn't mind. The Autobots were having fun, and it gave her a chance to check out their holoforms. After all, when you get to choose exactly what you look like, you choose to look hot. And they were all hot. She figured there was nothing wrong with a little 'window-shopping,' especially because they didn't use their holoforms often.

And even more especially because Blackbird was drop-dead gorgeous. He had jet-black hair, electric-blue eyes (all the holoforms had those), and a smile that made her blush a little every time she saw it. He was dressed in blue jeans and a plain black tee shirt. Kathryn had also noticed the tattoo on the back of his neck; it looked exactly like his pinstriping.

She blushed a little every time she saw that, too.

Meanwhile, the betting had continued unabated, and the stakes had continued to rise until only Bumblebee and Blackbird were still going at it. It was now Bumblebee's turn.

"I think the stakes aren't high enough," Bumblebee said, shaking his long blond hair out of his eyes.

The pronouncement caused everyone to sit up a little straighter. This was going to be interesting.

"Really?" Blackbird said, with an air of feigned indifference.

"Yes," Bumblebee said, grinning almost maliciously. "I'm going all in." He shoved his entire pile of chips forward. "And…" he leaned forward conspiratorially. "If you lose this round, Blackbird, you have to make out with Kathryn."

There was a collective "ooooh" from Ratchet and Ironhide. Kathryn blushed furiously.

"I accept," Blackbird said without hesitation. "Lay down your cards."

With a flourish, Bumblebee flipped them onto the table. He had a full house- two kings and three tens- not to mention a queen and a jack, making a flush. Blackbird groaned and lay down his two-pair hand. He had been roundly beaten. Everyone turned to look at Kathryn.

"Well?" Bumblebee prodded.

Blackbird slowly stood up and walked around to Kathryn, who sat stock still. He slowly leaned in closer and closer until their faces were inches apart. Then he grinned, and in one swift movement, he snatched her off the chair, bridal style. Kathryn let out a feminine shriek and threw her arms around his neck to steady herself.

"How about we go somewhere a little more private?" he almost purred in her ear. Kathryn giggled.

There was a collective "awwww!" from the assembled onlookers.

"That's totally not fair!" Bumblebee complained. Blackbird chuckled.

"You just said I had to make out with her. You failed to specify the location," he pointed out, walking off with Kathryn giggling madly in his arms. The rest of the Autobots watched them leave.

"Just how much is a holoform capable of?" Ironhide mused aloud.

Ratchet whacked him over the head.

"Ow! I was just wonderin'!"

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No, they do NOT do the nasty! Get your mind out of the gutter!!

Ahem... anyway, I hope you enjoyed this one. I decided to pick a fluffy one out of the horde of attacking plot bunnies. This is sort of, really loosely, based on the scene in Casino Royale where the bad guy loses his Aston Martin to James Bond in a poker game. I'm totally not a poker player, so I hope I didn't get it all wrong there... of course, I could just blame it on the rules they made up... anyways, please review! I will adopt mutant orphan plot bunnies if you throw them my way. ;)

Oh, and thank you the-human-error for the thoughtful gift! ;D