Five hours it had been since Arcee had been drugged. Five hours of insanity. Five hours of wrenches, ropes, Wheeljack and peas. Five hours of hell. Well, according to Ratchet, the kids found it hilarious. Little did they all know that the Darby household alpha was visiting soon.
The monster under the bed. The calm bad guy. The glowing red eyes in your wardrobe. June Darby was going to, freak.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep, beep, beep.
Beeeeeeeee-
"ARCEE STOP TOUCHING THAT!"
Beep.
"ARCEE!"
"Aww ratchet. Don't be a downer! It took us this long to find that toy car." Protested Miko from where they were currently sat. They were currently watching Arcee on the floor, her winglets flicking in pure joy as she moved the toy car up and down the base, it was one of those that human children could ride in and Arcee, being as small as she was could very much grab half of it in her delicate claw like servos.
She would pushed the small plastic car as fast as she could before chasing it down the base hallway in an over exaggerated yell of happiness, wobbling down in her unbalanced state. That was, until she found out about the horn and lights.
Which was just when June Darby decided to join in the current madness.
A claxon alarm went, this was the new bell for non Autobots or unknown things entering the base, or as Miko put it 'the helicopter mom hit the deck or shoot yourself alarm' but, June didn't know that.
Of course.
"Jack Darby! I have been trying to contact you, FOR OVER AN HOUR!" She screeched, her face bright red. Jack looked at his phone and instantly cringed. "Look, mom, there was a problem and everyone had to deal with it"
"Oh? And what, 'problem' was that? Too important to NOT check your phone and ring your poor mother?!" She retorted, walking straight past the toy car without even a glance.
Jacks face dropped and with a sigh he extended his arm and took in a deep breath.
"Arcee!" He yelled loudly, calling for the femme.
June's face contorted in confusion as a loud bang and crash was heard.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked gown the hallway as a loud yell and very female screech came from down the corridor.
AHH!
BANG!
CRASH!
WOOSH!
AIII!
...
GLOB!
The sound of lots of viscous liquid echoed down the hall.
Until. The sound of a door creaking open.
Thud. Thud. Thud. The sound of heavy ped falls fell on the humans and Autobots audios. Bulkhead walked through the door with a very disgruntled face.
He was covered in multiple shades of paint, ranging from meadow green to oak brown.
Arcee was slung over his back, she being in the same multicolored predicament. However, she was grinning and laughing loudly her back legs kicking up and down like a sparkling wanting more from a creator or carrier.
June's jaw dropped.
"A-Arcee?!" She stammered in disbelief.
Arcee's large optics rolled towards her, the lazy smile on her faceplates. She raised her dripping salmon pink servo and waved happily before starting her scentence. What came out next made Miko freeze.
"Oh, hiya helicopter mom!"
June instantly looked towards Miko, a dark look on her face.
Miko smiled sheepishly at June before holding up a finger and glaring angrily at the femme still in Bulkheads arms.
"Oh, hehe...soorrry Fluffy..."
Miko deadpanned