A/N:I'm sorry, this one sucks... I know! It's been five months! I'm so sorry! I would've totally wrote these sooner if I had known that I'd lose the comp book with all these scenarios written down! I looked and looked and looked, and tonight, I finally gave up and took the more work heavy way out. I made a new one. I used past scenarios and filled in the missing parts.

This is actually the last month that hasn't been used. JULY! WHOOT! So, what I am going to do is, after this chapter! I'm going to use new scenarios for each month! Any suggestions for scenarios are open! Primus knows I could use the help! XD

REVIEWS!:

Autobotschic: You should read them more during awkward times! Pit! Read it in the middle of gym! XD It will make for interresting story for later! "I once read a silly crack filled story while I climbed gym rope!" XD … On a side note, does anybody actually have a gym rope? I have never seen one in person in my life... July 4th YOU GOT IT BRO!

Bluebutterflywitch: Yes, yes I know! I have no idea. You must have had too much high grade, or maybe somebody painted the barracks before you went to bed and the fumes messed your head up. XD Prime only meant that Sunny was totally lucky to have you! XD April 8th got it! Will do! BTW, I'm really sorry for the wait. XD

Tavia leaned back on the human sized chair as she lazily watched the screen in front of her. "Hey, Cheese-O-Bot."

A huge blue femme glared down at her. "What?"

"Do you even understand a thing that's on this show? I mean, what the hell is a Dalek? Are they genetic mutants or Aliens?"

The blue femme sighed. "Tavia, I don't know, nor do I care. You're the one who made me watch this slagging show!"

Tavia sat up and crossed her arms at the femme. "Chromia! As my bestest friend, you are legally bound to watch all the shows I do, and CARE about them! Stop being a cheese-O-Bot!"

"What the frag is up with Cheese-o-bot? Is that all you can say?"

Sideswipe strutted into the room, then froze.

Tavia glared. "Mean! You are mean! At least I don't squish any boy that wants to date me!"

Sideswipe quickly turned on his heel and walked away. "Femme fight. Not getting involved."

"I'm bonded, Tin can! Why the frag would I want to date a boy when I can frag a mech."

Tavia's eyes widened. "OH GROSS! GROSS! GROSS!" She quickly covered her ears and began shaking her head. "I DIDN'T HEAR THAT! I DIDN'T HEAR THAT! I DID NOT HEAR THAT!"

Chromia sighed. "Sparkling."

"CHEESE-O-BOT!"

Chromia stared down at the girl. "Why are we friends again?"

"I made you sign a contract and now you're legally bonded to it."

Chromia nodded. "That's right. I remember now."

Tavia smiled up at Chromia. "That and nobody can defeat us at clearing out the recreation room."

Chromia nodded again. "True that."

Tavia smiled. "Hey Chromia!" She sang. "Guess what?"

"No." Chromia deadpanned. "I will not sneak into Optimus's office and steal anything."

"Not anything." Tavia pouted. "Auto Durby 5."

"That game is sick." Chromia sighed.

"Not for you! You're a motorcycle! It would only be sick if you were a truck!"

"Ironhide's a truck." Chromia sighed. "Besides last time I snuck in there for you, I got a week in the brig."

"Which reminds me!"

"No, I will not sneak you down there to annoy Barricade again."

Tavia groaned. "Some best friend you turned out to be!"

Chromia sighed. "What? The best?"

"No! The lamest!"

Chromia stood up. "I'll squish you for that."

"I'm sorry. Did I say lamest? I mean Lamest of all lame best friends!"

Chromia shook her helm. "Forget squishing. I'm tying you to a training room dummy." Chromia picked up the human and began walking away.

"Chromia! No! NO! NOT THE DUMMIES AGAIN!"