AN: Heyo, another chapter! A little short, but it's a nice build for something else.

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A small droid rolled across the spotless tile floor, making it slick and shiny with every square inch it passes over, mindlessly guided by its AI. It couldn't even so much as beep before it was snatched and crushed within teeth harder than titanium in the cover of darkness. It was swift, faster than the blink of an eye, and no systems had so much as detected an inch of Ravage.

The Decepticon feline purred with interest as she scanned the hallways ahead of her. Nothing too daunting ahead of her. Easy to bypass detecting and a few droids that she doubted packed any serious fire power. Not that it would matter since they wouldn't see here.

She cloaked like a chameleon before scaling up the walls, bypassing the catwalks and droids, and making it to a room of interest. She wanted access to the mainframe of the building. The one of many digital vaults of Sumdac's enterprise.

Ravage's eyes turned green for a moment and Barricade had responded back, "That's a good killer kitty."

Ravage texted back a warning growl.

"Didn't mean anything by it," Barricade quickly amended with a slight chuckle before her tone became serious, "Now, get hacking. I think I hear law enforcement incoming. May get curious about me."

Ravage wordless and silently moved in, her tail becoming spiked at the end to unlock the door before she entered the door. Numerous computers of high interest lining the walls and security expectedly beefed up around the area, security bots closely monitoring the area. Once again, none holding anything lethal.

And that was perfect for her. First to go were the cameras, quicker and small swipes right in the middle of the in her camo mode. The droids took notice but fell in a wind of violence, Ravage bisecting and slicing the droids apart before any had the chance to so much as rotate their optics.

Easy prey.

All that was left were the terminals. Just a hack or two and all the information would be long to them. She just needed to make it quick.

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"I'm surprised Ironhide didn't tagalong," Bumblebee told her as they drove around different parts of the area, but not too far from each other, "she ain't gung ho to take down some cons?"

"She is, she just isn't quiet about it," Arcee replied tersely, "mind the small talk. You're a bot. We're not friends."

"Right," Bumblebee told her. Once he switched off his comms, he muttered, "Step in the right direction. Step in the right direction."

Bumblebee just kept driving on until he heard someone else pop up on the comms, "Don't get too down about it. You did better than I did when we first met."

Bumblebee was taken off guard And asked, "Cliffjumper?"

"Who else?" She guffawed as she rounded her corner, "They needed some extra servos on deck and who better than me?"

"Where are the kids?" Bumblebee tittered, amused to have Cliffjumper around. So far, she and Goldbug have been the only two he could work with without any surprise and given any grief.

"With Sari's dad," Cliffjumper answered, "figured I could do this anyway instead of sitting around waiting for con action. Too much of those scrap heads around to do that."

"Figures. You can't stay still anyway," Bee told her.

"I knew my greatness was multiversal," Cliffjumper warbled.

And Bumblebee was left to himself again. Heard police and fire trucks active around the area. Along with the sounds of high powered gunfire as explosions shook the area followed by the crashing of more things like cars and buildings.

"What the frag!?" Bee nearly shouted before rushing over to the scene of the crime faster than the approaching law enforcement. He suspected it would be some sort of con interference. And if civilians were in immediate danger, then he'd happily blow his cover to save them.

But instead of being greeted by the maniacal glee or ravings of a con grunt, he was greeted by the laughter of a small child. A small child dresses like a princess in a pink and black dress while riding a flying unicorn shooting rainbows at people, "Hahahaha! No more nasty toys that make people into nasty meanies! Today, I'll turn this city into a utopia!"

Bumblebee let out a shout of, "What!?" and came to a complete stop to process what he was seeing.

"Bumblebee, what's going on!?" Arcee shouted through the comms, "Is it con trouble!?"

"You need back up!? Cause I got the horns for it!" Cliffjumper immediately told him.

"I don't know what to tell you guys," Bee told them before he watched her uplift a cop car with her rainbow beam, "Scrap, I have to jump in!"

"If it isn't Decepticon trouble then leave it be!" Arcee hardly hissed on the comms, "Human business is human business! And we don't need the attention!"

Bumblebee growled back, "Not when people can get - gah!" And he was interrupted by being blasted back by a stray shot, landing on his did by a curb.

"Hey, someone get that guy out of here!" A cop shouted before he had to duck. He muttered to himself, "with kids like this, I'd rather just give 'em a phone and call it a day!"

Bumblebee groaned out, "and that's just humiliating."

The girl laughed before noticed more bulked up law enforcement approaching and pointed to them, "Powdered Sugar, see that nasty armored jeep coming!?"

The horse neighed in response, its eyes narrowing.

"Turn that nasty thing upside down," The princess dressed girl shouted before she let out a cute snort.

The unicorn neighed again and fired with a stronger blast, uplifting the jeep and sending it rocketing into the air. Even the princess was a bit surprised by the power of the blast.

And Bumblebee noticed where it was exactly going to land, on a running civilian who tripped after someone accidentally knocked him over. He was going to be crushed, "No!"

The Autobot sprung into action and transformed. He jumped into the air and tackled the jeep, landing with it barely in his arms. Everyone watched him as he set the vehicle down as best he could and looked inside to see the humans in there staring at him. He gave them a smile and a nervous laugh, "You guys alright?"

Both of them fainted.

"What are you!?" The princess asked as her eyes narrowed, "you look like a big nasty robot!"

"Nasty!? After what you just did!?" Bumblebee shouted back incredulously, "Look kiddo, you could've hurt someone!"

"No I wouldn't!" Professor Princess began petting her pony, "Powdered Sugar just gets a little excited, is all."

"Either way, you're gonna stop or else-" Bumblebee had to jump back as Professor Princess fired a beam at him and made him jump back, "woah!"

"No one puts Professor Princess in a corner!" The mad girl shouted as she raised her scepter in the air.

"That's your actual name?" Bumblebee asked her before fucking under another blast. He ran at her, his mind working overtime on ways to subdue her, and slid underneath another blast while shouting, "Don't you have school or something!"

"School is for dummies!" Princess punctuated this with another blast.

All while being watched from a perch on high. Laserbeak was watching him and sending surveillance of him instead of around Barricade. But this was more than fine. This was an opportunity. All she had to do was make an anonymous call or two to the right people.

Just in time too, "Laserbeak, this Barricade. We got the data. Our job is done here."

Laserbeak merely let out a quiet squawk and kept watching Bumblebee try to catch the little girl without getting blasted to bits.

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"So, you want me to host a fake meeting?" Mr. Sumdac asked, looking between them both.

"Anything to help us help the bots, hello, you're the biggest thing since sliced bread," sari told him, "and I have the internet search history to prove it."

"And what then?" The professor, hiding the fact he was a little uplifted to hear that. It was mostly the fact Sari said it though rather than the fame.

"Maybe we could pull one of the higher ups aside," Jack suggested, "Get them to meet one of the Autobots."

"Or you could get a tour of the place and maybe we could sneak in! Do some cool espionage like in the movies," Sari suggested, which sounded far more exciting for her.

""No way,"" Both Jack and Mr. Sumdac shut her down on that. The latter immediately turned to the former and nodded in approval while Sari pouted.

"I'll see if I can contact… hold on," Mr. Sumdac pulled out his phone and went wide eyed after seeing something on it, "I'm sorry I have to go."

"What happened," Sari asked with immediate concern.

"One of my terminals had a security breach and I need to take care of it," Mr. Sumdac told them, "you two please go to the Autobots."

With that, Mr. Sumdac walked off and the kids faced each other with concern on their faces. This had to be transformer related.

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"Goddamn it, Bumblebee!" Arcee shouted as her and Cliffjumper had managed to regroup. She could hear the fire and the sounds of him jumping around, "this was supposed to be simple!"

"Chew him out when we get to him!" Cliffjumper barked, annoyed by her complaining, "the guys are just doing what an Autobot should."

"By putting everyone at risk!?" Arcee argued back before both of the approaching Autobots had to split after a rainbow blast was sent in their direction. When both of them stopped, they took in the sight of Bumblebee trying to catch a girl shooting and riding a toy unicorn, "What the hell is that!?"

"I don't know… but I'm definitely gonna laugh about this," Cliffjumper told her with a barely restrained laugh as she took in the ridiculousness of what was going on.

"Just hold still!" Bumblebee shouted as he jumped up and down to catch. At this point, she was going light on the lasers and just enjoying toying with the bot.

She stuck out her tongue and shouted, "Make me!"

"I am going to fucking strangle the life out of his spark," Arcee spoke in barely restrained anger in the form of a deadpan.

"Okay, but do it after this," Cliffjumper laughed between her words before shouting, "Hey, Bee, need some help over there!?"

"Guys!" Bumblebee shouted and Professor Princess turned to them, "A little help!? Just don't hurt her!"

Both Arcee and Cliffjumper transformed, the latter laughing and the former giving Bumblebee a death glare. The child criminal gasped out, "There's more nasty, smelly robots!"

"Smelly? We showered not too long ago!" Cliffjumper shouted, now offended rather than amused.

"I don't play with mean things! I'm going home!" Professor Princess shouted before she took off to the rooftops on her unicorn, "don't bother me or Powdered Sugar again!"

"Powdered Sugar?" Cliffjumper giggled.

"Name of the unicorn," Bumblebee Deadpanned before Arcee kicked his shin, "ow!"

"You compromised us," Arcee growled, jabbing a finger in his face, "and you're going to explain that to both Prime and Prowl."

Bumblebee narrowed his eyes and told her in an even tone, "Gladly. I'll tell them I didn't let innocents get crushed under a jeep."

Arcee's glare softened just a moot hearing that, but she clicked her tongue and turned around, "Let's go. We need to get out of the open and get a groundbridge out of her ASAP."

"I hear that," Cliffjumper sighed out, "the only eventful thing today was Bee being a toy."

"Hey!" Bumblebee blurted while Arcee just sighed before transforming with Bumblebee and Cliffjumper following right behind her.

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Back at the Nevada Sector 7 base, men were scrambling as Soundwave had displayed to them a feed of the Autobots, military staff rapidly speaking over communications, "You have eyes on them?"

"We're keeping tabs, ETA on those jeeps!?"

"We'll cut 'em off in five!"

Soundwave had turned over to Megatron, clearly unamused by what she saw. She couldn't even refrain from commenting, "What in the Allspark did I watch?"

"Professor Princess, a notorious child prodigy with a knack for destruction and pretty pink," Simmons answered seriously, "we had her locked up, but she managed to break out a week ago."

"Ah, she must be a worthy adversary," Megatron told him. Were she able to speak her mind, she would've said, "Organics once again prove that all life is not equal".

"Yeah. But not as much as those three," Simmons pointed at the Autobots on screen, "we'll round the corner to take them down soon. Outside the city and away from any civilians. The outcry online is gonna be a complete shit storm as it is… we don't need any more."

"Given that this is our responsibility and what you're up against," Megatron began as she side eyed Simmons, "I insist we handle them."

"Considering how they barely handled that little girl," Simmons snorted dismissively, "Like I said, you gals can just sit back and let us handle it. Besides, it's our planet. We need to take care of business."

"Well, I suppose our sentiments are similar then," Megatron nodded curtly, easily masquerading her annoyance at Simmons' attitude and standoffish ways. She could flatten him quite easily and hear he was acting in charge. But the charade would end soon enough, "And what will you do with them afterwards?"

"Give 'em to you after we process them of course," Simmons answered. And that word, processed, immediately drew Megatron's ire.

And she hid it, "Perfectly reasonable. Foreign customs and what have you."

"I'm glad you see it our way," Simmons told her after a sip of his water. He couldn't help but feel a bit of pride swelling through him. His phone rang and he went for it instantly, "Hello… alright, perfect… have at least one of them here by 19:00… yes, you will."

Megatron nearly scoffed at hearing that conversation. It was easy to tell Simmons was overconfident in his and his soldiers capabilities. But Megatron would show him otherwise soon. That is, if the military managed to catch one of the Autobots of course.

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They drove in complete silence until Arcee spoke on her comms, "Arcee to base. We're nearing the outskirts. Prep for Groundbridge."

"Copy that," Prowl responded over the line.

"Can't wait to tell the kids about this one," Cackled Cliffjumper, "especially Sari, she'll get a real kick out of this!"

"Oh come, can we not!?" Bumblebee complained only for Cliffjumper to laugh even harder.

That's when they heard helicopters approaching along with the sound of engines in the distance. All three were put on high alert and Cliffjumper ask, "Cons!?"

"No, doesn't seem like it," that's when the helicopters began shooting at them, a few ricocheting off of Bumblebee and Cliffjumper's plating, "But they're definitely hostile!"

"Scrap, it's the human military!" Arcee shouted as she swerved out of the way from bullets, "Prowl, we need that groundbridge, ASAP!"

"How close is the military!?"

Arcee growled at Prowl's question and was about to reply until Cliffjumper let out a short scream as a harpoon stuck itself to her left front door. Arcee barked out, "too close, too close!"

"Shake them!" Prowl ordered, "I can't flash the groundbridge back on and off without serious risk! You need distance!"

"Burn rubber, ladies!" Arcee shouted as she backed up and, to Bumblebee's shock, blades came from Arcee's hood. She rode near the harpoon in Cliffjumper's side and sliced the chains off with a well placed drift.

"Thinks, those aftholes really stuck it to me," Cliffjumper quipped as she drove past more gunfire.

"Drop the puns or I'll drop you," Arcee hissed to her.

"Right!" Cliffjumper said as her glass cannons popped from her hood, "I gotta stick it back to 'em!"

"Wait, these aren't bad people!" Bumblebee yelled to them, "the Decepticons are using them! Don't shoot!"

"So we gotta pay for it!?" Cliffjumper roared over the gunfire, "you got some screws loose!?"

Arcee was clearly incredulous of that statement, "You're just now asking him that!?"

"Listen to me!" Bumblebee barked back, "If we fire back and injure them, Primus forbid," he heard Arcee scoff, "kill one of them, it just makes undoing con damage harder! This is their planet and we're gonna need them on our side too! Trust me!"

If these were MECH goons, Bumblebee would have no problem fighting back, maybe even killing a few, but they weren't. This wasn't some group of psychos trying to harvest them, they were just men and women protecting their planet. Or at least thinking they were.

Cliffjumper protested Bumblebee's statement and just as Arcee was about to write him off as some pansy with a leaking spark, she got an order from Prowl, "Side with the mech."

That absolutely floored her. If it were anyone else save for Prime herself, maybe even another high standing bot or two, she would've kept protesting. But she knew better with Prowl.

That bot always had some sort of deck in her servos. Arcee hated and respected it.

"Bumblebee might be onto something," Arcee gritted out. She could feel both Cliffjumper's and Bumblebee's spark skip a pulse from that.

"What!?" Shouted the red bot.

"No weapons, drive!" Arcee yelled before she accelerated ahead of her team.

Cliffjumper gritted her teeth and followed alongside Bumblebee, "Primus dammit!"

The soldiers kept closing in and firing. Over their communications network, they heard Fowler yell, "EMP laced jeeps, close in on them! I want them blocked off and brought down like cattle!"

""Copy that!"" He smiled hearing that on the comms. His boys were itching for payback and Earth's protection like he was.

"We're gonna have to split up of we wanna lose these punks!" Arcee shouted.

"Sounds good to me!" Cliffjumper shouted before turning around to fire back at the ground with her glass cannons, bringing a few jeeps to immediately halt, "these guys are tenacious off roading mofos!"

"Agreed!" Arcee couldn't help but add, "Any objections, mister moral!"

"None, let's do it!" Bumblebee ignored the jab in favor of team cohesion, "Break off, I'll lead them on here!"

"Bust out that horsepower, scout!" Cliffjumper then broke right while Arcee broke left. The chopper kept it's focus on Bumblebee while a few of the keeps broke away to chase the other two.

"Keep up on the yellow one!" Fowler ordered his driver, "I want him detained and questioned!"

"Sir, yes, sir!" And the man activated the thrusters on the back, other jeeps following suit.

"I do not remember them having that!" Bumblebee shouted as they gained up on him, nearly coming to his sides. Bumblebee transformed and fell behind them before transforming again and making a sharp turn off road to shake the jeeps still behind him.

But they weren't that easy to lose and still kept on Bumblebee's tail. The scout shouted to them, "I'm not the enemy, you have to stop!"

"Suck it, invader!" A soldier roared back as he began firing his gun at Bumblebee's tires. The bullets did little to slow him down, "holy shit!"

"Fire those harpoons!" Fowler commanded. Bumblebee transformed the moment he heard the clicks and grabbed them before they could pierce his plates. He tugged and nearly threw the jeeps off course by the time Fowler commanded, "Active EMPs!"

"Gah!" Bumblebee's systems were thrown out of whack from the voltages flowing in his body. His synthetic muscles spasmed and his vision turned blue while going cloudy. Worst part about being electrocuted was the fact you can't let go of something shocking you. This applied even to Cybertronians.

Bumblebee was down on the ground in a heap and twitched uncontrollably. All as more military personnel were arriving, including the chopper with a magnet attached to it.

"W-wait," Bumblebee told them.

With a grin, Fowler walked over before he pulled out his phone, "Simmons, we've got one. The little boy too. We'll have him ahead of schedule."

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"That's how it's done, ladies," Simmons shouted while the rest of the sector cheated at a job well done, "bag and tag!"

Megatron narrowed her eyes and let out a scoff of disgust, 'Being captured by organics… I can imagine no greater shame. Perhaps being a man mean being incompetent.'

"Mr. Simmons," Megatron turned around with a grimace on her face and began making her way out of the building, careful not to damage anything… for now, "I must depart. I trust we'll be able to have our prisoner of war soon?"

"Absolutely," Simmons replied, lying through his teeth, and waved to her, "we'll need at least a week or two though. Customary earth process."

"Of course, take as long as you need too," Megatron lied to him too. They would be given no such time frame. In fact, Megatron had seen and dealt with enough. She could only tolerate simply standing in front of organics without crushing them for so long.

She was going back to Nemesis to begin mobilizing. And those humans would not have that Autobot for a second longer.

"Lady Megatron, we heard the news," She glanced at Knockout as she and Breakdown followed behind her, "shall we… depart with you?"

"No," Megatron told her. She masked her annoyance at the duo and calmly told them, "you will wait here for further instructions."

"As you wish, my lord," Knockout watched Megatron fly off and whistled, "I'd hate to be the little boy bot right now. It's almost hard to believe he went down like that. He looked fast too."

"The Autobots are really picking up the trash these days," Breakdown chortled before she wrapped arm around Knockout to bring her in closer, whispering, "Imagine getting caught by fleshies. Loser."

"Yes," Knockout then had a thoughtful expression, "Hopefully, they'll bring him here and I can take a closer look at him."

"Why?" Breakdown questioned plainly as she scrutinized her partner, "His finish isn't flashy like yours," she pointed out.

"Why thank you," Knockout purred, taking a moment to admire herself before her seriousness returned, "But like I said… the fact it's a he makes me curious is all."

"Maybe you've just got the hots for fast mechs," Breakdown surmised with a huff.

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"Lady Megatron," Starscream greeted her as returned to the bridge of the Nemesis, Soundwave at the controls petting both Laserbeak and Ravage, "Soundwave had informed us that the… mech thing has been brought to heel by the humans."

"Further solidifying my disinterest in it," Megatron grumbled as she shoved Starscream out of her way and faced Soundwave, "We will act swiftly. We will tear the mech from their grasp and show these organics what happens when you think you are above the chosen race of the universe."

"Are we rescuing an Autobot?" Starscream muttered in disgust under her breath only to flinch under Megatron's glare.

"Pay attention!" Megatron had barked out as her shadow loomed over Starscream. She turned to address the whole bridge with her words, "The humans have pilfered enough of our tech! Our to stand by and let them defile our bodies! Unlock the secrets of our biology!?"

"Of course not, my liege!" Starscream answered before anyone else could, "in fact, I'll be the one to do it! I'll bring him or his cadaver right to your very throne room, my master!"

"That will be handled by Breakdown and Knockout! You will oversee something else," Megatron then turned to Soundwave, "I believe it's time to call in our warriors from across the stars as well. They must know that their empress has returned."

Soundwave nodded and began making the necessary preparations. Megatron then began addressing the ship, "Tonight, we will have a little… celebration. Sector 7 and its forces shall make for a very sporting game of hunting. The Autobots may allow the weak to tread upon their soft sparks, but we will remind those worthless mongrels that this universe is made for bolts and steel, not flesh and bones!"

The bridge was filled with cheers and roars of excitement from every Decepticon save for Soundwave. From her chest popped out two large cassette like objects that transformed into eight foot tall robotic women. They were stylized like shady leather jacket clad gangsters with long hair that was shaved on one side. Both had on red visors and crooked grins. There were only two differences between them, one colored red, white, and mostly black, with the other light blue, white, and mostly purple. The former was shaved on her right side with the other shaved on her left.

"Ey, what's up, boss?" The red one spoke first, an accent akin to a New Yorker, before she spat on the ground.

"Need us to crack open some heads?" Asked the purple one, who had a Boston accent, as she crashed her fists together.

Soundwave merely pointed up and flashed an emoji of waves. The two caught on immediately and saluted her, the purple one saying, "one broadcast comin' up! Let's go, Frenzy!"

"Don't boss me around, Rumble!" Grumbled the other as she shoved the other forward. They engaged in a small shoving match as they raced to head up topside.

Soundwave merely watched them go. Both Ravage and Laserbeak shared a look of disdain.