Grimlock walked over to the Autobot medical facility, like most other buildings on Cybertron, was ten times taller than the Earth equivalent. It was a metallic red and white, with an Autobot insignia on the front, and a red heart underneath.

Grimlock knocked on the door. From inside, he heard a few clangs, a sigh, and then footsteps. The door slid open, and Grimlock walked in. There he saw Ratchet, the Autobot medic, and one of the six Autobots to end the war. He had a paint job that resembled an Earth ambulance, a V shaped crest on his head, and a white streak trailing to the back of his head.
"Hello, Doc Bot." Grimlock said, in his usual, drawn out way.

The red and white Bot raised an brow plate at the sight of the Dinobot. "Grimlock, what are you doing here?" he asked, a bit more grumpily than he meant to.

"ME GRIMLOCK BORED. ME GRIMLOCK WANT ACTION! DOC BOT CONTROL GROUND BRIDGE. DOC BOT SEND GRIMLOCK TO ACTION!"

Ratchet rolled his optics. "Grimlock, we've been over this! I can't send you into "action" unless there is some "action". The war is over, and there are only two Decepticons left in the known universe! Ergo, Doc Bot no send Grimlock to action." Ratchet moved his arms around in emphasis.

Grimlock growled. Not because of the explanation, it was a sound one, but because of how Ratchet said it. Grimlock's stunted vocabulary was the result of Shockwave's experiments. He did not appreciate it when others made fun of his speech impediment, but he never spoke up. After all, the leader of the Dinobots should be able to handle a little teasing, right?

Ratchet noticed the look on Grimlock's face, wondered what was wrong. He shrugged and figured Grimlock missed the action. Even if it had almost killed him. Several times.

Grimlock sighed. He decided to look around the room for something interesting to do. He saw a small buffer and decided to give himself a little more shine. It was a tiny machine, with a scrubbing piece attached to allow for extra cleaning. He walked over to the machine, and pressed a button. Unfortunately, Grimlock pressed the button a bit to hard, and the machine split in half. Grimlock looked around, saw Ratchet was preoccupied, and tossed it behind a large computer screen.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! An alarm suddenly sounded.

Grimlock immediately put his hands up. "ME GRIMLOCK NO BREAK BUFFER! ME GRIMLOCK SWEAR!"

Ratchet turned around and looked at Grimlock. "What?! That was the alarm. We have an incoming distress signal from Equestria. What was that you said about breaking a buffer?" Ratchet said.

"NOTHING!" Grimlock quickly said, in voice that was a bit loud, even for him.

"Riiiiight. Anyway, the ponies claim they have a problem." Ratchet said.

"AUTOBOTS NO NEED TO HELP LITTLE PONIES." Grimlock said, irritated at the idea of a mission with frilly ponies.

"Indeed, these ponies can hold their own. Usually. But their current problem is Cybertronian in origin. Apparently, one of our last two Decepticons is there." Ratchet pointed to the screen, which showed a Decepticon life signal, indicated by a blinking purple light on the otherwise completely green monitor.

"ACTION! FINALLY! DOC BOT SEND GRIMLOCK TO EQUELSIUM." Grimlock said.

"Equestria." Ratchet corrected.

"AQUARIUM."

"Equestria."

"RATCHET SEND GRIMLOCK TO PONY LAND!" Grimlock said, exasperated.

"Um... no. Grimlock, these ponies aren't used to aliens." Ratchet explained. "My team was only there as a last resort. I think it would be better to send Bots that they're more used to."

Grimlock sighed. "Fine," he muttered to himself.


After a few minutes (although if you asked Grimlock, he would say it was days) of waiting, Optimus Prime arrived.

Grimlock rolled his eyes (or he would've if not for the fact that his eyes were a visor).

"BEEP BOOP BEEP BOP BOP!"

Grimlock turned his head to see a familiar scout. He ran up to Bumblebee and they exchanged their usual warrior's greeting.

"GOLDBUG!" Grimlock called out.

Bumblebee beeped a few more times.

"GRIMLOCK OKAY. HOW YOU?" Grimlock asked.

Bumblebee beeped a few times.

Grimlock started laughing uproariously.

Bumblebee tapped Grimlock's shoulder, and then walked towards Optimus and Ratchet.

Grimlock frowned, a bit disappointed.

Bumblebee was one of the few Bots who understood Grimlock's predicament. During the war, Bumblebee's voicebox had been ripped out by Megatron, and as a result he could no longer speak normally. He could still communicate through beeps and such, but articulating his thoughts to a non Cybertronian was near impossible, save for Raf and Pinkie, neither of whom Grimlock had actually met.

It made Grimlock a little more appreciative, as he could at least say words, albeit simple ones. Of course, Bumblebee did have the advantage of being completely understood, while other Bots often weren't sure what Grimlock meant. Together, they provided each other with a bit of positive for the other. Grimlock had even taken to calling Bumblebee "Goldbug" as a nickname, although Bee pointed out that you'd have to be seriously malfunctioning to think that was a good name.

"Are you sure, Ratchet?"

Grimlock turned around. He had completely zoned out Optimus and Ratchet's conversation.

"Yes. The ponies wouldn't have called if we weren't needed. They've taken care of multiple threats both before and after our arrival."

"Alright, Bumblebee, let's Transform and Roll Out." Optimus said, as he begun to shift his gears.

"Ah ah ah! There will be no transforming, and no rolling! I just cleaned this floor!" Ratchet said.

Grimlock chuckled, amused someone else was on the receiving end of Ratchet's grumpiness. Grimlock didn't know where, but it it seemed as though someone had taught Ratchet how to stare things into submission.

Optimus looked towards Bumblebee, who shrugged. "Alright. Let's step through the Space Bridge, Bumblebee."

Ratchet pulled the lever, and soon a swirling vortex of blue and green appeared, and Optimus and Bumblebee disappeared into it.