It had been two weeks since the incident with the Decepticon. It had been pretty quiet since then. Wheeljack had made some cloaking devices that would hide their signals from any Decepticons that might be looking for them (with minimal explosions!). They'd also relocated the Allspark just to be on the safe side.

They continued their patrols, except for Prowl. Prowl kept working on walking, often in the lake.

So far, nothing else had happened, and it was driving Bumblebee crazy. Yeah, there wasn't a lot to do when they were fixing space bridges either, but they could visit ports and download things to do. They didn't have that option here so Bumblebee was bored a lot of the time.

Bumblebee had found a few ways to amuse himself. One was making a list of places in the city he'd like to go. These included a sports stadium, a video arcade, a movie theatre, an auto body shop, and a few other places that looked interesting or unfamiliar.

One of the unfamiliar and/or interesting places was Dino Drive. Bumblebee didn't know what the purpose was, but it appeared to be some kind of theme park or something that allowed people to see dinosaurs.

Okay, so Bumblebee wasn't sure what a dinosaur was. He got the impression they were like giant lizards only not. They'd been extinct for 100 million stellar cycles or something like that, which meant no one was ever gonna see a real one, but humans had some sort of fascination with them. From the pictures he'd seen, Bumblebee had to admit they looked unusual enough that he wanted to see one for himself…Which was why Dino Drive was on his list.

This probably wouldn't have gone anywhere if he hadn't driven by and noticed that the doors were slightly ajar.

A bored Bumblebee is a very dangerous thing. It's a fact. It's why he's always chatting at the others. He's a very social bot, and talking with other bots can help alleviate his boredom. This only works for so long though.

Having to stay in the ship at the bottom of the lake with pretty much nothing to do was just killing him.

Deciding that it was worth the risk, Bumblebee nudged the door open and rolled inside. "Wow…"

Dino Drive had been inspired by Jurassic Park, but it had animatronic dinosaurs instead of real ones. As such, it didn't need the appropriate environment and could be placed in pits like a normal zoo.

The dinosaurs couldn't move since the power was off, but it was still pretty impressive to Bumblebee. "Whoa…" He zoomed over to a dinosaur with a really long neck. "That thing's neck is as long as its body!" He zoomed over to a Triceratops. "And that one looks like he could burst through a wall!" He zoomed over to the T-Rex. "And this one…Okay, this one is just scary."

While Bumblebee was running around Dino Drive, it didn't occur to him that the security cameras were on and recording his actions. Of course, if a human watched this, they would just think a kid was having a joyride through the park.

It wasn't a human watching the footage. It was something else entirely; something that decided that Bumblebee had to go.

Bumblebee was happily oblivious to this as he stopped to study some dinosaurs that seemed to have a duck bill. As he was wondering if it quacked, the robots moved to face him. Bumblebee started slightly. "Huh? That's weird, I thought you guys had to be connected to a running power source to move." Then he heard a loud noise that got him to turn around.

The duck bills weren't the only ones that were facing him. Now, all the dinosaurs in the park were looking at Bumblebee. Some were even moving towards him. Bumblebee chuckled nervously. "You guys aren't upset that I snuck in after hours, are you?"

The dinosaurs answered by spitting fire at him.

Elsewhere…

Ratchet was annoyed. "Where is Bumblebee? He should have been back a megacycle ago."

Flareup shrugged. "He's a big bot. He can take care of himself." Ratchet gave her a look, but apparently decided not to toss something at her head this time. He didn't need to make more work for himself.

Prowl was walking by as this conversation was happening, using the wall to support himself. He'd finally graduated from using crutches. "Why don't you contact him and ask?"

"I'm considering it," muttered Ratchet. He vented. "He's at that age, but he should know better than to pull a stunt like this under these circumstances."

"What's the problem?" asked Flareup. "So he decided to stay out longer than he planned. Big deal. He's pretty spontaneous. It's the type of thing you'd expect from him."

"That's not the point," growled Ratchet. He glanced at Bulkhead. "You're his best friend. Did he mention anything to you?"

Bulkhead thought for a moment. "He just keeps complaining that he can't go into the buildings."

Ratchet raised an optic ridge. "Which buildings?"

"Uh, the movie theatre, Tigatron Stadium, a video arcade, this one store that's got a weird orange and blue color scheme…"

Ratchet groaned. "I hope he didn't do what I think he did."

And that was when Ratchet's com link came to life. "Ratchet!"

"Bumblebee! Where the Pit are you?!"

"Fire breathing dinosaurs!"

Ratchet's processor screeched to a halt. "What?"

"Giant robot dinosaurs! With fire!"

"Where are you?" The com abruptly cut. "Slag! Where did he find fire breathing dinosaurs?"

"Well, I don't know about fire breathing," said Bulkhead. "But I know where we can find dinosaurs. It's one of the places Bumblebee was interested in."

"Then what're you waiting for?! Move!"

The reason Bumblebee had cut the com link was so he could shoot one of the dinosaurs that had gotten too close. Yeah, they weren't supposed to run around in robot mode, but he didn't want to get turned into a molten pile of slag so he figured it was okay this time.

"Why did there have to be so many of you?!" Bumblebbe dashed around a particularly angry dino and had to dodge a jet of flame…Which put him in the path of another flame. It hurt! Bumblebee wasn't sure how much damage these things would do to him, but he didn't want to find out. Ratchet was going to kill him as it was!

He yelped as he was hit by a long tail into a guard rail. It was low enough that it acted to trip him and send him sprawling to the ground below.

Before Bumblebee could regain his bearings, something heavy slammed into him. Bumblebee's optics snapped open. The scary T-Rex he'd been looking at earlier was holding him down with its foot and looked to be getting ready to blast him with more fire.

Bumblebee closed his optics. He really didn't want to see this attack. He already had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen to him anyway.

*BAM!*

And suddenly the pressure that had been holding him in place was gone. Bumblebee's optics snapped open. The T-Rex was gone. That was good, even if there were still other dinos closing in. He quickly scrambled to his pedes and noticed that the T-Rex was lying off to the side with a hold in its side. How did that happen?

That question was answered when he heard the sound of ripping metal and turned just in time to see one of the smaller dinosaurs' head come flying towards him. It appeared that something human-sized and shaped with a red mane had decided to slaughter the smaller dinos.

Wait. Why did that sound familiar?

Oh forget it. Bumblebee wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He ran over to his defender and started helping it fight (or at least beat back) the rampaging dinos while watching each other's back. Good thing too. Bumblebee was aware that his stingers usually were pretty damaging to electronics, but the skin must have had enough insulation to negate most their effects. Really, his impromptu partner seemed to be doing a better job.

Bumblebee glanced behind him and noticed that one of those dinosaurs with really long necks had been taking out.

Really? He was barely holding his own against dinosaurs that were roughly his size, and this random tiny person was taking out bots that were big enough to squish…it? "That is so not fair!"

His distraction cost him as he got hit in the back with a burst of flame. As he let out a pained shriek, his partner darted behind him to take out the source of the attack. Bumblebee nearly collapsed, but was able to support himself on his knee.

Okay, this is not good, not good at all. Bumblebee was gonna need a near miracle if he wanted to get out of here.

A dinosaur getting close to Bumblebee randomly exploded. He blinked. That usually meant…

"The cavalry has arrived!" shouted Flareup.

Bumblebee let out a vent of relief. What a relief. Bumblebee tried to get up to get out of their way but was intercepted by an angry Ratchet. Bumblebee smiled sheepishly. "Hi Ratchet."

"What were you thinking?! Were you even thinking?! What possessed you to sneak into a human establishment?!"

"Well, I didn't think the dinosaurs would start chasing me with flamethrower breath!"

A small beaked dinosaur suddenly impacted the wall next to them. "Sorry!" shouted Bulkhead. "My bad!" The two winced as Flareup and Wheeljack blew up two more robots.

"I'm guessing someone's going to notice that," muttered Bumblebee.

Ratchet hit Bumblebee in the helm for that comment. "And whose fault is that?"

"Okay, okay!" Bumblebee rubbed his helm. "I won't do something like this again!"

"You'd better not!"

*Fwoom!*

*Boom!*

*Ka-Ka-Choom!*

"Okay, no more dinosaurs!" shouted Wheeljack. "Time to beat a hasty retreat!"

Everyone ran out of a hole in the wall, transformed, and sped off, avoiding the authorities all the way back to the lake.

The fallout was…rather bad for more than one party.

"That was the second most irresponsible thing you've ever pulled!" shouted Ratchet. "You put the entire operation at risk with that stunt! The humans could have seen you! A Decepticon could've seen you! What possessed you to pull a stunt like that?!"

Bumblebee gulped. "I was bored?"

Wheeljack winced. "Wrong answer."

"You put all of us and the Allspark at risk just because you were bored?!" shouted Ratchet. "It didn't even occur to you that if a Decepticon caught you, you could be deactivated or used as a hostage?!"

"Well, we do have those things that hide our signals," pointed out Bumblebee.

"That's not the point! You need to treat this with full seriousness. That means you don't go gallivanting about wherever you want whenever you want! You're lucky that fire damage didn't get past your armor!"

"It's an easy fix at least," interjected Wheeljack.

Ratchet rounded on the engineer. "You stay out of this!" Wheeljack held up his servos and backed up. Ratchet returned his attention to Bumblebee. "And what if a human had discovered you?! It's bad enough that Wheeljack ran into one!"

Something clicked. "That's what it was!"

Ratchet frowned. "What?"

"Er…" Wow, Ratchet really wasn't going to like this. "Uh, there was something humanish that showed up with lots of red hair." What happened to that guy/girl anyway? "I swear I have no idea what it came from! Jt just showed up! And it kind of helped me out!" Bumblebee grinned nervously.

Yeah, the grin didn't help. "The same human confronted you?"

"…Uh, maybe? It's not like I know what it looks like, and I was kind of busy trying not to get fried!"

"That seems like too much of a coincidence," muttered Flareup.

"Well, it helped, right?" asked Bumblebee. There was a long silence. "Right?"

"That's not the point!" shouted Ratchet. "The point is you put yourself and the rest of us in danger! If that…human hadn't decided to show up, you'd have been deactivated! Do you have any idea what would have happened if a human had discovered you because you weren't able to contact us?"

"I'd get dissected like the guy from that movie Flareup found?" Bumblebee realized that was the wrong thing to say as soon as he said it, along with everyone else.

Ratchet looked like he was about to explode, but he didn't hit Bumblebee like everyone was expecting him to do. He just grabbed Bumblebee's shoulder, which was still painful due to his burn, and started dragging him out of his room. "You're grounded!"

"Ratchet's scary when he's angry," noted Bulkhead.

"Yeah," agreed Wheeljack. "I don't think I've ever seen him that angry before." He sighed. "He's probably just scared by the fact Bumblebee was nearly deactivated."

"It sounds like he's going to lecture you too," noted Prowl.

Wheeljack shrugged. "I'm used to it."

Porter C. Powell was not a happy man. He'd been about ready to head home, but he'd ended up having to stay because someone had decided to bomb the Dino Drive attraction. That was a popular attraction, and he was going to lose money as long as it was closed and he had to have the repairs done. He really wanted someone to pay for this.

"What do you mean you don't know who did this?!"

Hector Dialonzo, his head of security, winced. "We're not entirely sure what went wrong, but a lot of the video footage is corrupted or missing." He pointed a remote at the screen on the other side of the room and turned it on. On the screen, there were various shots of Dino Drive, but several either turned off or turned into static fuzz. Eventually, they all turned to static before cutting off. "The technicians are working on retrieving the footage, but there's a chance that the cameras were damaged and unable to record anything, in which case it will not be retrievable and we will have to rely on evidence left at the scene."

Powell made an annoyed sound. "You mean we'll have to cooperate with the police."

"Depending on how severe the situation is, it may be necessary to call in other agencies, like the FBI."

"Absolutely not. You'll be doing everything you can to prevent this."

Hector nodded. This sort of thing had become more common when Powell had become CEO. "I'll do what I can. Hopefully, we can convince the police that this was an extreme case of vandalism."

Powell nodded. "Good." He stood up and slipped on his coat. "Have the animatronics salvaged. We'll rebuild what we can."

"Sir, there's one more thing," said Hector.

Powell made a mildly annoyed sound. "What?"

"This may sound strange, but the animatronics were misplaced."

"Come again?"

"My son is very fond of Dino Drive, so I'm familiar with the layout of the park," explained Hector. "Most of the animatronics had been moved to a different location. That wouldn't be so strange if they were moved only a few feet away, but some of them were practically on the other side of the park. Considering their weight, it would be very difficult to move them. I can't think of any reason for anyone to want to go through all that trouble. It just seems…pointless."

"What if someone was trying to steal them?" asked Powell.

Hector paused in thought. "I suppose that could be a possibility, but it would be incredibly impractical and difficult. Not to mention I can't think of any legitimate reason someone would want to steal a robotic dinosaur."

"There are plenty of crazy and stupid people around that I'm sure would give it a try."

Hector fought to keep from rolling his eyes. "Maybe, but if that were the case, I'd consider it a very big coincidence that the security cameras malfunctioned so spectacularly."

"Just figure out what happened and who caused it," demanded Powell. "We are not going to let vandals destroy my company's property. Even if we have to take drastic measures."

Next day:

"Wow, someone really did a number on these guys," muttered one of the construction workers. "Real shame. My grandkids love this place."

"What I don't get is why someone would want to blow up a dinosaur amusement park," said another worker, who was driving a forklift. "I mean, I could understand if it was like Jurassic Park. Those things were scary. These are just machines. The worst they'll do is malfunction and fall over or something."

"What about explode?"

"I don't know. Robots usually don't explode. They just short circuit real bad."

"I can think of lots of places that would make more sense than this place, like one of those robot factories."

"Those have been bombed before."

"Oh yeah."

At that point one of the men in forklifts tried to lift a pteranodon. He did not expect what happened next. The pteranodon squawked and shot up on its own. It looked around in confusion while the construction workers looked at it with just as much confusion. There was a rather obvious hole in its chest, but other than that, it looked fine.

The pteranodon noticed and pecked at it curiously before deciding it didn't care. Instead it snapped at the forklift. The human fell out with a surprised yelp.

Everyone's attention was drawn to a snort and saw a mostly intact Triceratops also climbing to its feet. It shook his head and looked around in confusion as well, wondering what all the small yellow-headed creatures were.

So the pteranodon waddled over and pecked it in the head.

The Triceratops glared and growled at it before swiping at the pteranodon with its horns. The pteranodon jumped back with a shriek.

The shriek startled a nearby brachiosaur awake. As it messily climbed to its feet, its tail knocked into a truck, spilling its contents, an unlucky worker, into a stegosaur.

The stegosaur raised its head to glare at the brachiosaur before deciding to just move out of the way of the larger dinosaur.

By this time, the triceratops and pteranodon were having a fight…or a pissing match. They weren't really attacking one another, just circling one another while growling and looking for an opening. The brachiosaur looked at them curiously. The stegosaur didn't seem to care.

Then the T-Rex climbed to its feet. It sniffed a couple of times before zeroing in on the fighting dinos. It roared at them. As soon as it got their attention, it grabbed one of the triceratop's horns in its jaws and threw it into the wall. Then it gave the pteranodon a look that made it back down.

And that was how the lizard tyrant became the alpha of the five.

Deciding that it didn't need to worry about the other dinosaurs now, the T-Rex looked around the park, noting the little humans. Yeah, he didn't care about them. He was more interested in the hole in the wall. He didn't recall ever leaving the park before (mainly because he didn't have any memories from before now) and was curious to see what was outside.

The T-Rex lumbered outside with the rest of the dinosaurs following him, the pteranodon hitching a ride on the brachiosaur's back.

The construction workers stared after the AWOL animatronics. "Uh, who're we supposed to call for something like that?" asked one of the younger workers. All he got in response were shrugs.

The dinosaurs quickly discovered the road and found their way to the rest of the city. The people there immediately ran away screaming while the dinosaurs explored everything that caught their interest. Of course, with their size and strength, they ended up breaking, crushing, or overturning everything that caught their interest.

At the same time, Captain Fanzone was drinking his morning coffee and eating a bagel. "Attention," announced an operator over the radio. "Robotic dinosaur attack on Smithson and West."

Fanzone nearly spat out his coffee before picking up his transmitter. "What do you mean robotic dinosaur?"

"We are getting several calls from civilians about dinosaurs attacking various buildings and vehicles. A call from Dino Drive suggests that they are malfunctioning animatronics," droned the operator, somehow maintaining a monotone pitch the whole time.

Fanzone groaned. "This is why I hate machines…" He put aside his breakfast, put his police light on the top of his hatchback, and started for the scene of the crime, if it could be called that.

The dinosaurs were still exploring, heading in a northwestern direction. So far, the police hadn't really been able to do much of anything against the dinosaurs. They tried making a barricade, but an annoyed triceratops flipped them, the T-Rex tried to eat one, the brachiosaur just walked over them, the pteranodon was unaffected as it was still hitching a ride on the brachisaur, and the stegosaur walked through them.

So now the police were simply keeping civilians away from the path of destruction. "Please detour," drawled Fanzone through a megaphone. "It looks like the dinosaurs are heading in this direction, and they will react violently towards any moving cars."

And that was when he noticed a familiar limousine heading towards them. Fanzone groaned. "It's too early for this."

"What about the dinosaurs?" asked a random officer.

"It's always too early to deal with something like that," said Fanzone, gesturing towards the dinosaurs. It looked like the stegosaur had decided to try and eat a lamppost. "At least Powell might know how to fix this."

Fanzone never really liked Powell, even before he became the CEO of Sumdac Systems. Afterwards…Well, there were a lot of things Fanzone was suspicious about. He couldn't prove anything though, so he had to deal with Powell and hope that he eventually slipped up.

The limousine pulled up. Instead of just getting out, Powell waiting until his robot chauffeur got up and opened the door for him. Then he took the time to straighten his suit before walking over to the officers. "Captain."

"Powell. You mind explaining why a bunch of your dino-bots are running around the city?"

As if to punctuate Fanzone's point, the pteranodon and triceratops started screeching at each other. Fanzone just groaned.

Powell coughed. "Yes, well, we very recently discovered that someone hacked into their programming. Most of it's hardwired into the computers, but there are some wireless connections that can be taken advantage of."

"And why did they program the dino-bots to attack the city?" asked Fanzone. "It seems pretty pointless to me considering they don't seem to have any kind of goal. Unless someone's gonna try to hold the city for ransom, but that'd be ridiculous."

"I don't know who did this or why, but my head of security is tracking the perpetrator down even as we speak," explained Powell. "For the moment, we suspect it was an inside job."

Fanzone raised an eyebrow. "And it didn't occur to you to inform us of this because?"

"With all due respect, Captain, we have considerably more resources than your department. We'll have a much easier time tracing the program back to its source."

Fanzone threw his hands up. "Fine! At least tell me you have a way to stop those terrors!"

The brachiosaur's tail whipped around and went through a building. It didn't seem to notice.

"My people are working on intercepting the hacker as we speak," said Powell. "And if that doesn't work, I'm sure we can rig an EMP generator to shut them down."

Fanzone twitched. "And how long is that going to take?"

Powell shrugged. "It's hard to say. It depends on the complexity of the program the hacker is using."

At that moment, the T-Rex's head jerked up, like it had seen or heard something particularly interesting. It seemed to listen for a moment before it started running in a particular direction. The other dinobots followed it.

They completely ignored the buildings in their way, causing even more destruction. Fanzone was understandably angry. "You get those dino-bots fixed before they break anything else or I'll have you brought in for destruction of public property!"

Powell held his ground. "I assure you, no one in my company can be held responsible for any of this damage. After all, they're acting this way because of an outside source. That source is the one you need to be focusing on."

"And what if it's one of your employees?"

"I highly doubt that," said Powell. "My employees are under constant surveillance while on the job. They wouldn't have the time or resources to pull off something of this caliber."

Fanzone twitched. He could think of all sorts of ways for an employee to pull this off. He didn't know if any of them were possible, but he'd be sure to ask about them with the experts on the force. He was not gonna say that and tip off Powell though. Besides, Fanzone had other problems to worry about. "Well, what are you lot waiting for?! We gotta do something about those robots! Start setting up another roadblock! And somebody find some useful weapons!"

As Fanzone left to deal with the crisis, Powell pulled out his phone and dialed a familiar number. "Dialonzo. Find the ones who caused this mess. ASAP."

Meanwhile, the Dinobots were still making a beeline for whatever had caught their attention. The officers were following as best as they could, but they were forced to stick to the roads while the Dinobots were able to go pretty much wherever they wanted.

"Where are they heading?"

"I dunno!"

"They're acting crazy!"

"They're robots! Robots can't be crazy!"

"We're running out of city!"

And then they ran out of buildings. The Dinobots kept running until they reached the forest. Then they disappeared into the trees.

What was so shocking about this was that they somehow managed to run into the forest without knocking over the trees. You wouldn't have expected this considering the number they did on the various parts of the city.

Fanzone groaned. "Someone call in the rangers…or the army…or whoever has the equipment to actually deal with this sort of mess!"

And now Butterflies presents: Questions and Answers with Vector Prime.

"I will not be held responsible for my actions if you do not get rid of that thing!" shouted Veccy

"I'm working on it! How did this thing fit through the plot hole anyway? It's barely the size of my fist!"

"Never underestimate the power of a plot hole." Veccy turned to the audience. "My apologies. There was an issue with a plot hole."

"Everyone thinks dinosaurs are cool, even alien robots. It's universal. Why do you think so many robots decide to make robots that look like dinosaurs?"

"A lot of those guys are arguably mad scientists," pointed out KHGiggle.

Veccy paused. "I think Wheeljack is more eccentric than mad."

"I've always wanted to see him cackle and say 'It's alive!'."

Veccy shook his head. "No, that's something Tarantulas would do."

"Also, we have received another question from the Maxwell asking what the frag was up with this segment of the story."

"It was a pretty weird segment," agreed KHGiggle. "How did you go from answering if your siblings would show up to explaining how Alpha Trion is a multiversal singularity?"

"…I have a tendency to ramble," admitted Veccy. "Mainly when I try to explain everything that I feel might cause confusion."

"Sort of like Bluestreak?"

"No. I only do so occasionally."

"If you say so…"

This has been questions and answers with Vector Prime.