I'll be using the character from my story Three More Energems. A small spoiler alert for anyone who hasn't read it, and it has to do with Knockout. Sorry, that it's super long. Here is a Christmas update everyone. Enjoy.


Normal POV

Wheeljack and Arcee walk into the main room; they see Tracy and Jack are setting up a Christmas tree. The duo activates their holoforms and head over to them. Wheeljack sees Tracy struggling to place the star on the top branch as they get to the top of the stairs. A few seconds later the elevator door opens, Wheeljack looks over just as the door open to see Agent Fowler and two five-year-old boys Tracy little brothers, Jonathan and Pablo. Their eyes light up when they notice their big sister standing next to the tree. Pablo runs over to her. Tracy starts to lose her when Pablo bumps into the step stool.

"Tracy," Arcee shouts.

She runs over to her, and catcher Tracy before she hits the floor. Tracy managed to grab the tip of the star with the tips of her fingers. Arcee helps Tracy to her feet.

"Thank you Arcee," Tracy says.

"You're welcome," Arcee says.

Wheeljack sprints up and asks, "Are you okay?"

'I'm fine Wheeljack," Tracy says.

Tracy hands the star to him then turns around to face her little brother.

"Pablo, I know you haven't seen me since I moved to Amber Beach. You need to be more careful. I should have gotten hurt." Tracy says.

"I will from now on, I promise. I'm sorry Patricia," Pablo says.

Tracy turns to face Arcee and Wheeljack's holoforms.

"Tracy, what is this thing?" Wheeljack asks.

"It's a Christmas tree," Jonathan answers.

"Thank you for answering for me, little brother," Tracy says.

"Sorry, Patricia," Jonathan says.

"Why are you and Jack putting those sparkling spheres on it," Acree says.

"Acree, those spheres are bulbs," Jack says.

"There one of the decorations you put on it," Jonathan adds.

"Why do you decorate it?" Wheeljack asks.

"I'm not sure, but it's a tradition." Tracy answers.

"Tracy, I hate to interrupt, but your parents went Christmas shopping with your uncle." Agent Fowler says.

"How come they didn't take the twins with them?" Tracy asks.

"They mentioned something about the three of you having a chance to have some sibling bonding time," Agent Fowler replies.

Tracy's POV

"Wait, do they want me to take them to see Santa Claus?"

"Yes, they even gave me the money to buy a photo," Agent Fowler answers.

"Who is this Santa Claus?" Wheeljack asks.

"He is a man who gives us presents if you are on the nice list," Jonathan and Pablo say.

"There is your answer partner. Agent Fowler, did my parents just tell you that I had to take them to visit Santa?"

"They also mentioned that they want you in the photo with your brothers," Agent Fowler says.

"Why do I have to be in the picture?"

"They didn't say, but you should get going." Agent Fowler says.

"I'd love to, but Wheeljack's vehicle mode doesn't have a back seat,"

"I'd be happy to help," Knockout says.

I turn towards the stairs and see Knockout's holoform walk up the stairs. I go over to him.

"You don't have to do this," I whisper.

"So, you make your bothers unhappy." He whispers back.

"You didn't just play the guilt card?"

"Yes, I did my dear. You may want to look at your siblings. They are making a bizarre face." Knockout says.

I look back over at my brothers. They are doing their best puppy dog eyes face at me.

"Fine, we'll go, but you need to be on your best behavior," I sigh.

"Thank you, Patricia," My brothers say as they give me a bear hug.

Ten minutes later, I help my siblings into Knockout's back seat. Knockout adjusts the seat belts to fit them better. I move the front passenger seat back into place. Then close the door and walk over to driver's side. I slam the door shut and buckle up.

"Easy," Knockout says.

"Sorry, Knockout lets just getting going,"

Knockout turns on the engine. When we arrive, I help Knockout find a parking spot.

"Don't all the humans that live here say Jasper is small. Then why is the parking lot so full?" Knockout asks.

"The last few days before Christmas the stores are busy with people buying last-minute gifts,"

I notice a car pulling out so I tell Knockout to use his turn signal so the driver in the car coming from the other direction could see that we are going to park in the space. Once we park, I get out and see Knockout activate his holoform again.

"You don't want to come inside. Trust me, can your holoform get hurt like a human can?"

"My dear you make it sound like you are about to enter a war zone." Knockout says, "It can, but aren't you being a tad melodramatic?"

"Suit yourself, but if something bad happens and you can't activate your holoform again. Don't blame me,"

As soon as we enter, my little brothers notice a woman struggling to open the door. Since she is having trouble seeing over the big stack of gifts in her hands, the next thing know my little brothers dash up to the door. They put their hands on the handle.

"We can help you, ma'am," They say.

Then they work together to pull the door open the rest of the way. Some of the gifts fall off the top of the pile. I dash up and catch them before they hit the floor. The woman looks down at them.

"Thank you boys," The woman says.

"You're welcome," They say.

Knockout and I walk up to them.

"I take it these helpful boys are your little brother young lady?" The lady says looking up at me.

"Yes, ma'am, they are. My mom and dad asked me to take them to see Santa,"

"Well, from how polite they are I know they are on Santa's nice list," The woman says.

"Patrica, can we help her carry her gift to her car?" Pablo asks.

I hand my gift to Knockout so that I can take my phone out of my purse.

"Pablo, you and your brother won't get to see Santa if we help her."

"It's okay," Pablo says.

"Yeah, we can come back tomorrow," Jonathan adds.

"You're right, so would that be alright with you ma'am?" I ask.

"That would be wonderful," The woman says.

I gesture to knockout, and he goes over to the other door and opens it for her. Then she guides us to her car. After we finished loading up the trunk, she takes two five dollar bills out of her purse.

"Ma'am, you don't need to do that, We were happy to help,"

"I insist, its the least I can do. I haven't come across a five-year-old let two who would give up seeing Santa just to help a woman of my age carry something out to her car." the woman says.

The woman hands the money to my brothers then gets into her car. After she leaves we head inside again, we hurry where Santa is.

'Come on boys. We still have five minutes. We can make it,"

We see the workers putting away the camera.

"I'm sorry boys. It looks like we're too late. Santa went back to the north pole to help the elves make all the toys he needs to deliver on Christmas Eve,"

"It's okay, Patrica, I hope mom and dad won't be mad at us that we didn't get the picture of us together with Santa they wanted," Pablo says.

We turn around and head back out to Knockout's vehicle mode. I can't believe it when I see a sleigh land in front of us.

Santa's POV

"Ho, ho, ho, what's with those sad faces,"

I see Jonathan and Pablo's eye light up almost as bright as Rudolph's nose when they realize who I am. Patrica, Tracy, is in shock as well. I get out of my sleigh and walk over to them.

"Santa, I can't believe you're here. I wouldn't want to offend you but how can I be sure your the real Santa?" Tracy asks.

"When you were six you asked me to give your best friend Bobby a skateboard and Ashley a fashion design kit,"

"Santa, it is you, what are you doing here?" Tracy asks.

"To make sure your parents get the photo of me with the three of you they wanted."

"How can we do that, I don't have a printer that can connect to my Smartphone?' Tracy says.

Jonathan and Pablo run up to me. I hug them then gesture for Tracy to come over. Then I tell her to take out her phone. She takes the picture, then pulls it up on the screen. I wave my hand over the screen, and a perfect 8x8 print complete with a frame appears.

"Thank you Santa," Tracy says as I hand her the picture.

I get back into my sleigh and ride off into the sky.

Tracy's POV

"So, this Santa is real?" Knockout asks.

"Yes, Knockout, but I don't think anyone back at the base is going to believe us,"