Author's notes: Thanks for the reviews. And guess what I discovered? Murphy (evil pit spawned slagger) has been at work! Open office counts " symbols as a word! She said this is 3 words right? But "She said this" with the quotes counts as 4 words in their writer program. Hence, a new Murphy Law of Writing. If a writing program can mess up your word count where you won't notice until after using it for months, it will; making you think you have more words than you really do. Can I cry now? And we have hit Drabble # 150 and the fun of the English language with one word having multiple meanings depending on the context used.

Drabble 147

"Christmas lights?" Wheeljack repeated, his inventor programming onlining fully.

"They're pretty. But daddy is busy chasing the meanie Decepticons and mommy says they make the electric bill really high. And I'm too small for the ladder," Annabelle said.

"What if I put them up? No ladders and I could invent a quick hook system?" he suggested. "And solar powered."

"Everywhere but my window. They flash and scare me sometimes," the little girl admitted.

"I can adjust them to only show skyward, and not draw attention from the road or the neighbors," the civilian scientist reassured.

"Promise?"

"It will be spectacular."

Drabble 148

"Strife makes life memorable," the liaison grinned. "Any chick worth her measure is going to resist. At first."

"Resist? Every attempt has landed us in med bay with injuries!" Starscream screeched.

"Then grab them and make them listen."

"About that," Thundercracker began. "Seeker tradition allows a mech to secure a potential mate."

"What? Club over the head and drag home?" the human chuckled.

"State his claim with clan elders, to try for her affections. No interference until she accepts or rejects. Flareup reminded me. At blaster point."

"Prime would never..."

"He's not an elder."

"This might work."

"You first Screamer."

Drabble 149

"Wheeljack, stop right there!"

The inventor obeyed, his sidebars flashing embarrassment pink colors.

"We discussed this," Ratchet reminded, frowning.

"Sarah is eating for two while carrying her sparkling," he chirped, arms full of food containers.

"Not two full grown humans. Excessive weight gain will upset her and may cause problems with the delivery."

"Then monitor her and the sparkling development more closely? Post delivery, help her take the weight off. But your schedule is busy," Wheeljack vented sadly.

"Monitor? Hmm."

Later that day, in the recreation room. "You are eating for two," Ratchet smiled, handing Sarah an ice cream scoop.

Drabble 150

"Prowl is chasing us. Stop and let me talk to him. I said stop as in let me out," Mikeala stated, seeing the flashing lights.

"How about I throw you out? New experience."

"Bumblebee did that, when we met you remember? Transformed around Sam and back too," she stated.

Wordlessly, the cop mimic pulled over, opening the passenger door.

"Let the hostage go," Prowl commanded as both mechs transformed.

"She is my ..." Barricade hesitated, trying to remember the human word. "Lover."

"WHAT!"

"That's partner!" Mikeala hissed, glaring as Prowl stiffened, falling straight backwards into full stasis lock.

"Stupid English language."