There was a crash and a bang in the hallway. All the bots automatically rose. "What's going on?" Smokescreen demanded loudly. "Come out and show yourself, or I'll slice you into fine slivers!" Wheeljack added menacingly, pulling out his katanas. There was another loud bang and the door burst open. There stood the last three Vehicons remaining in existence. All the 'Bots relaxed.

They had been imprisoned along with Knockout at the end of the final battle for the control of the Nemesis. When Starscream set them all free, they followed him, like the rest, but had the luck to not have been shot at by the 'Bots. Instead, the three lay down on the floor, playing dead until the Wreckers picked up the frames to be carried to the smelting pit. Eventually, they were allowed to stay.

But they were oddballs. They refused to paint themselves in a color of their choice or even adopt names. They preferred being referred to as 'it' or 'they'. In fact, they held that if any Vehicon were to do anything different, it would be disgraced. The Autobots shrugged and tolerated them, mostly. "We demand to know what is going on!"

"Well, er..." started Bumblebee. "It's not really something that you'd be interested in." It was an Autobot tale, and although the Vehicons had agreed not to hurt the Autobots and let go of the order to kill, it was known that they were still very much Decepticon at spark. The peace between them was always uneasy. They would definitely not like what was going on.

"We demand to know!" The first Vehicon repeated. The bots glanced at one another tensely. "It's an old Autobot log." Wheeljack spoke up, finally. "Are you interested? Thought not. Now clear off."

Two of the Vehicons made to leave, but the last one held them back. "We are interested." He insisted.

"Really?" Knockout scoffed, examining the buff on his digits. "Doesn't look it."

The Vehicons exchanged glances, seeming to talk through their optics, though it was difficult for them to express emotion through anything but their mouthpieces, due to their visor. Then they returned to glaring at the Autobots and Knockout. "We want to examine the data for Autobot propaganda and make sure that none of it is against the Decepticon ideals of-"

"Whatever." Bumblebee interrupted. "You can listen if you like."

"Fine."

The tension broken, the Autobots settled down onto their seats. The three Vehicons, however, remained standing by the door. Bumblebee pitied them. There were thousands of them, and now just three remain in existence. It's almost like what happened to us Cybertronians.

"Sit!" Ratchet commanded harshly. They sat, though 'Bee thought they were a little offended.

He looked to Arcee. She nodded and began to read.

Entry #37

I've decided to type an entry every groon, like now, instead of every solar cycle. That's 'cause:

(1) I'm dead beat by the time training is over. I tried doing another entry yesterday, but I just don't have the energy left for it by the time training is over.

(2) At the end of each groon, we have a cycle of free time instead of just half a cycle. We even have less Practicals time (We're supposed to read the Covenant instead. BORING.) So I'm not as tired as I am usually.

(3) We practically have the same schedule every solar cycle, except for theory and Practicals. It would be stupid to type the same things in every entry.

And it's not like I have anything better to do in off-time anyway. Shadow is usually reading. Giga and Traction talk most of the time, 'cause they get along really well. Cloudburst moons about and looks out of the window and just acts bored. She doesn't have anything better to do either. Quicksilver always comm.s her family. She has two older sisters and a sire. She's lucky. Nobot pays much attention to me.

Right! That reminded me. I really need to comm. Axis. If I don't, she will probably not talk to me for the rest of my life. She me the day before yesterday. She was absolutely furious, 'cause I had promised to comm. her every solar cycle. I tried to explain how busy I am, but she cut off the connection. So I'm going to comm. her right after I finish this entry. I think she's a little lonely.

The bots here can be really mean. The scouting units are considered second-rate, compared to the warrior units. That's not fair, either! We're technically the ones who take all the risk by going into enemy territory to get information. But then again, I don't think anybot here cares about that much. The Unit Alpha warrior units are awful. They do whatever they can to annoy us and go out of their way to be terrible to me. Cloudburst says that it's because they don't think that I 'earned' the position of second-best. It's not my fault I got placed in Scout Team II!

Giga told me to tell her if anybot messes around with me. But I don't really feel like it. Cloudburst knows 'cause she happened to be there. But nobot else knows. She keeps nagging me to tell Giga. But what will Giga do about it anyway? It's not even like she likes me or even thinks that I'm okay. She keeps shooting me glances that tell me that I'm not obeying the fourth rule. It's a dumb rule! I'm a sparkling! I can't keep up with them! I shouldn't be here in the first place!

Cloudburst is coming here... I think she's going to talk to me about it again.

She's questioning me about my log, like how long I've kept it, who gave it to me and so on. Thank goodness she's talking about something else.

I spoke too soon. "Have you told Giga yet?" She hisses. I think that Giga heard that. No, wait, thank goodness she didn't.

I reply no. "Well, then tell her right now! She's going to be mad when she finds out that it happened twice and you still didn't tell her."

I answer, no, I am not going to do that. I like to deal with stuff in my own way. I don't need her to take care of my problems! She says., "Okay, Hero Complex. I am going to drag you over there and you are going to confess." I don't think she means it.

She meant it. Oh, Primus.

"Why did you stop there? What happened?" Bulkhead wondered. Bumblebee shrugged. "She dragged me over. I told Giga everything. She was furious that I didn't tell her."

"And then what did she do?" Arcee asked curiously.

"She called Shadow and Quicksilver over and then explained everything to me. It was something like this: Warrior Alpha, Beta and Gamma were always looking for new ways to bully us. Scouts I, II and III were always looking for new ways to prank them. Giga was just looking for her newest excuse to do that. It was bonkers, really, but that's how it was."

"So what did you guys finally do?"

'Bee smiled. "You'll see." He pressed the next button.

Entry #38

This groon wasn't too bad. We actually pranked the Warrior Alphas! How cool is that? In the beginning, I was afraid that the Sir would find out, but thankfully, he didn't even suspect that anything had happened. He just pulled up Units Alpha and Beta for being super late.

It wasn't too hard, actually. All we needed was some strong rope. The Alpha and Beta dorms are opposite each other on the fourth floor. Both their doors open inwards. So we tied one end off the rope onto the doorknob of Alpha's dorm, and the other end to Beta's doorknob. Then, when it was finally a few minutes to 0600 cycles, we hammered really loudly on both doors. They both tried to open the door at the same time. They couldn't get out, 'cause both were straining on each end of the rope, trying to open their own doors! HAH! We had plenty of fun taunting them. The we ran.

They eventually figured out that one of them would have to let go for the other to come out, but I think that they must have wasted time arguing about who would open their door first, 'cause they showed up pretty late. Either that, or they're really dumb.

We missed washing and lost a bit of recharge, but it was worth it. All the credit goes to Shadow, though. He's the genius who came up with it.

The rest of the groon was okay. Warrior Alpha and Beta picked on us a little, but not too much. And guess what? I'm improving in running! My fuel efficiency has gone up, too. Well, I'm still last, but not a million klicks behind the others. Cloudburst was right. I am getting better.

Cloudburst is nice. We were talking about our names yesterday. Hers is weird. I've never heard of a cloud bursting before! But she said that her formers had been off-world explorers, and a cloudburst is when it suddenly begins to rain really hard. That doesn't happen much on Cybertron. Her formers said that it was the most beautiful and dangerous thing they had ever seen. So they named her Cloudburst. How nice. My name is kind of embarrassing. Bumble means to be clumsy and bee is old Cybertronian for 'little'. Thankfully, not that many bots know old Cybertronian. So it's okay, unless I tell anybot. Which I did. Like an idiot. At least she promised not to tell anybot else.

It's weird, sometimes, having a schedule. At the MCCC we usually had nothing to do unless somebot came in with a wound. Ratchet used to try to keep me busy with chores and stuff, but he was usually so busy himself that it was difficult to look after me and do all his jobs.

I commed Axis earlier and told her all about the prank. It made her laugh a lot. She's not angry with me anymore. Well, not really, anyway. She told me that the War has suddenly entered another gear. It's crazy in the medibay. They're lucky if they get two moments of peace. There are attacks, but because the younglings have joined the force, we are actually counterattacking too. This results in more 'Bots in the medibay, but we're actually winning, for a change! I told this to my unit. They looked super happy. They were asking me for a full account! I think that they were actually happy to listen to me, for a change.

But they mostly hate me anyway. Still, I've got to try!

The alarm for Lights Out just rang. I've got to go. Bumblebee out!