"Where were you?" Ratchet demanded to know even before the GroundBridge had fully disappeared.
"Sorry, I got some delay. Thanks for sending Arcee to see what's wrong," Alyssa replied.
"Arcee was sent on a field patrol a few Earth hours ago due to Decepticon activity on your area," Ratchet informed.
"Oh, you mean those Vehicon fliers? Yeah, I saw them too," Alyssa told.
"What held you up?" Optimus asked. Alyssa turned to look at him and told the story, "I noticed some thugs very near my home. They were beating up a classmate of mine and I had to do what I could to help her."
"And Arcee saved you?" Cliffjumper asked.
"Yup. And she helped me to hold them for long enough so that they got arrested."
"Arcee requesting GroundBridge, do you copy?" Arcee's voice sounded through the comm. channel. "Base, do you copy? Answer, for the All-"
"I copy, Arcee," Ratchet said evenly.
"Finally! Have I been off the reach or was something broken on your side?" Arcee noted.
"Some Decepticons were scanning the area recently and we had to shut the systems down. It's taking some time to get them back online." Ratchet informed.
"I see. But can I now get there? I'm sick of these human males whistling to my hologram driver," Arcee said. Alyssa managed to stop herself from bursting into laughter, but she let out a very short laugh.
"You want to explain what that means?" Ratchet asked. Arcee came as he spoke.
"Ahemm... Actually, it's not really relevant," Alyssa said. How could these Cybertronians understand a line "The hormones of those males must be real high by this time of the year." anyway?

A week later:

"What do you mean you can't come?" Vilgot shouted. "'Lyssa, this is a chance of a lifetime!"
"I'm sorry, Vilgot. My schedule is already full," Alyssa apologized. "Maybe Raimund can come with you? He has his way with cameras so that you can get it recorded for us all."
"RAIMUND! GET HERE!" Vilgot yelled to the other side of the school yard. The German-born boy jogged there as teachers and some students stared at them and asked, "What?"
"The IT fair on the weekend. Video cameras for recording. Can you come?" Vilgot told as shortly as possible.
"I was just arranging who will go where at it," Raimund told. "Alyssa, can you go to the coding area there?"
"She said that she can't–" Vilgot started.
"I'll talk with my parents to see if I can get there," Alyssa promised. Vilgot was right; this was a chance of a lifetime. Not only that they could get information and additional experience on IT, when they worked together to get all the information possible to get and then shared it.
"You have time until Thursday," Raimund informed. "Vilgot, you will go there anyways, right?"
"Of course I will!" Vilgot noted. He was very passionate about this; it was not every decade when such a fair would be held in their town. They had to take this chance. It was now or never.

"So you mean that you will spend all of your non-school days of this week at this... fair?" Ratchet asked.
"Yeah. If that just is fine with you guys," Alyssa told.
"If it helps to keep your cover up, I won't mind," Ratchet noted. It means that I'll have less time to be spend by putting up with this organic being, he mused. He had already feared the upcoming weekend she would spend with them.
"What about your parents?" Optimus asked.
"Still going to summer cottage without me. They want to have some private time together," Alyssa answered and smirked. She had some idea of what that "private time" contained.
"You know, this 'fair' of yours sounds interesting. May I attend, too?" Cliffjumper said.
"You most certainly may not! Cliffjumper, I do not know how many times I have said this to you, or will say to you, but we. Are. Robots. In. Disguise. We. Have. To. Keep. Low. Profile!" Ratchet said, exasperated.
"Hey, chill, Ratchet! I was just joking around!" Cliffjumper said, throwing his hands to the air.

Alyssa noticed that the air between Ratchet and Cliffjumper was even tenser than ever before. She leaned towards Arcee.
"Hey, what's up with those two? They're almost at each other's throats!" she whispered.
"It's about a recent, unapproved solo mission Cliff went on. Don't ask what happened out there, because I don't know. He isn't telling anyone about it," Arcee told.
"Crap," Alyssa muttered.
"If you think it's for the best to go there, then go," Optimus told.
"Ok, I'll tell the folks tomorrow that I'm going," Alyssa told happily. "And I can let you see the footage we get from there when we've got it shared with everyone!" She was a bit disappointed to not have the whole weekend spend with the Autobots, but she was sure she would have fun at the IT fair. Her class would learn a lot from it.

The weekend came. But it was not without its complications...

/Transformers Prime (c) Hasbro, the humans of this story (c) Me/