Author's Notes: Thanks for the reviews and feedback. Drabble 53 refers to movie verse Bumblebee meeting Sam and the resulting fight with Barricade to reveal themselves as Transformers.

Drabble 51

Optimus considered beating his helm on the nearest wall. Repeatedly. But the fragile earth materials would break and cleaning plaster out of his crevices remained low on his task list. Dealing with errant officers was first.

"Monitor her for research," Ratchet continued explaining.

' Wheeljack has corrupted him,' Optimus processed then realized. 'Our medic deals with battlefield repairs to emergency repair calls. All emergencies but this situation looks worse.'

"And Sarah?" He prompted.

"Doesn't know yet. We were hoping you would tell her?" Wheeljack offered.

Maybe if he used a tank. The metal wouldn't bend under his helm, Optimus mused.

Drabble 52

"This device," Mikeala pointed at the electronic case. "Will alter my voice to sound like...?"

"Anyone or anything needed. I once imitated Schwarzenegger for my girlfriend," Dutch grinned.

"The best money can buy, with borrowed Transformer technology," Simmons added, snapping the case close before sliding it across the table at her. "Knock yourself out kiddo. Return tomorrow and show me what you got."

That evening, she couldn't resist a test. Halfway around the world, Samuel Witwicky answered his cellphone. "This is Sam."

"Hello boy," Megatron growled before the line disconnected. In her bedroom, Mikeala roared with laughter, in Megatron's voice.

Drabble 53

"Can your engines ever stall or clunk out?"

"Only with battle damage, or extreme age Sam," Optimus answered.

"Only? Remember that next repair visit," Ratchet grumpily reminded.

"Wait!" Sam held up his hand, his expression thoughtful. "When we hid from Barricade, you had trouble starting." Bumblebee ducked his head, not looking at anyone.

"Hid? When?" Ironhide growled.

::Barricade registered my spark signature. I choked my starter as warning before I attacked. It scared Sam:: Bumblebee admitted.

"Not! I was worried I paid four thousand dollars for a clunker."

::And now?::Bumblebee

"Priceless friend."

Drabble 54

Laserbeak pulled out of recharge, tanks full. 'Energon tastes sweeter when stolen. Dumb Autobot medic,' he processed, flexing his wings to move. Warning errors flashed across his HUD as weight unexpectedly pulled him backwards, not up.

"What the pit?" Hopping awkwardly, he looked at his reflection on the metal wall. Helm same, body rounder with long narrow feet but his wings were wrong! Attached on either side to his aft? The wings touched in the center to arch to the floor in a prismatic array of colors.

The scream woke the others up instantly. "Hey! Who let the peacock in?"

** updated 09.17.16