Hello! Not much to say, so, on to the reviews!

To Link's Rose: You would be correct; it is a trampoline! Yay, Im glad it's funny. Sorry for the shortness. I'll try!

To Autobot-Bre: Yeah, he is. Yay, I'll try to update more soon!

To Mayday200: AW, oh no! I hope that you'll be able to log in soon! Yay, I'm so glad that you like him!

To EHSparkwoman: Yippee! I suppose it might be rather difficult, but I see 'em as being in a sort of tentative relationship, like trying to hate one another but kinda liking one another when they meet up. Yes, I feel bad for the little 'Cons, too. Aww, they thank you for your hug! Yep, it it at some points.

And now... THE CHAPTER!

Once back inside my our room, I felt my exhaustion return, and had to stop myself from flopping onto my bed to fall asleep. Instead, I forced myself to see how Blindside and ShortCircuit were.

"Are you tired?" I whispered, not wanting to wake up Freefel, even though she manages to sleep through our alarm clock most of the time.

"No," Blindside answered quietly, though I couldn't tell if his quietness was from caution or his apparent timidity.

I mushed my palms blearily into my face and asked, "Would you like to explore our house or talk or anything?"

Blindside hunched his shoulders, head down, "Either way."

I frowned and gently placed my hand on his shoulder. He flinched slightly at my touch, looking –if possible- even more afraid and nervous.

"It's ok," I murmured sincerely, "It's ok. Nobody's going to hurt you; I promise. I'm not going to be unhappy at you for saying anything. It's ok."

He nodded, still nervous, like a small puppy who's been abused all is life. Maybe he had been... ShortCircuit silently confirmed this with memories of when they were back on Cybertron.

Blindside, who'd always been cautious by nature, was as much a target for punishment as the other 'malfunctions' were, if not more. He'd been the twin of Lighter, who had tried to protect him from Megatron, and was later punished with death.

I made an involuntary, whimpering squeak at this, then mentally begged ShortCircuit to come off of my spine and give poor Blindside a hug for me.

She did this quite willingly, and I saw a teeny half-smile flit across Blindside's face, which was reflecting the glow of ShortCircuit's optics.

After a minute, I whispered quietly, "If you want, you can stay with ShortCircuit here in my family's house, for as long as you'd like. I don't want to be rude or anything, but I have to go to sleep now, so I can't really help out with anything."

ShortCircuit bobbed her head up and down, trilling quietly, and pointed to herself. "You wanna show Blindside around?" I asked, and she nodded. "Ok. If our parents find you and freak out, just tell 'em that you're friends of Seekjei. See you i-... Um. Well, I'll check on how you are in the morning. 'Night."

So ShortCircuit and Blindside quietly crept out of our room, and I burrowed myself into my bedcovers, unbelievably grateful for the chance to get some sleep.

This marvelous, much-needed rest lasted less than three hours, since Freefel woke me up around 4:00 in the morning.

"Whaaatt?" I hiss-whispered at her.

"I woke up," she told me, sounding worried, "and I thought I heard something downstairs. Do you think th-"

"NO," I growled at her, still miffed at being woken up, "Not a burglar 'r whatever. S' ShortCircuit an' Blindside. He's another 'Con an' she's showing 'im 'round. Now lemme sleeeeeeeeepppp."

Of course, this just caused Freefel to wake up more, and start asking questions and complaining about how she never gets included in anything exciting.

Instead of answering her questions, I simply growled and went back to sleep. And to then wake up two hours later to get up for school.

I moaned jokingly to ShortCircuit and Blindside while doing my chores, "Man, is this how neutral Transformers become 'Cons? They get woken up too often until they just snap?"

The pair chuckled a bit, and Blindside, who'd gotten a bit less skittish, replied that a lot of the bigger Decepticons sure did act like it.

I agreed to leave ShortCircuit at home from school so that she could continue catching up with Blindside on everything that'd happened, and advised them to speak with the mini-TFs, who'd be excited to meet Blindside.

Freefel was thrilled to meet Blindside, and was just as miffed as me when we had to leave to go to school, that eeevil place of boredom and homework-giving.

When we got back, I'd been worried that my advice about mini-TFs had been a bad idea, and was expecting some of the Autobot-minis to be practically homicidal, especially Movieverse-Arcee.

Instead, they were all getting along rather well. The mini-TFs felt really bad for the 'malfunctions,' and had provided company and sympathy for the two. In return, Blindside gave them updates on what had been happening on Cybertron and other planets that he knew of.

Freefel was excited to meet Blindside for the first time too. She hadn't met him that morning because he'd been hiding. Being the insane little fruitcake that she is, Freefel hugged Blindside the moment she saw him.

I chuckled a bit, and was pleased to get a better look at the little 'Con in the light. The dull gray blurred nicely into silver, and the blue-ish armor was actually a beautiful indigo color.

And, by the time that 24 hours had passed, none of us had been chased, yelled at, or almost captured by any giant Transformers. A relief, but almost disappointing.

Until ShortCircuit woke me up Wednesday night, informing me that there were one or more Cybertronians right near our house.

Would I NEVER get a full night of sleep without being stalked by Transformers?!

But I still loved it.