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The screen seemed to jump, leaving the audience with an even more amusing situation suddenly pinned on the screen.

"AAHHH! HELP ME!.! SOMEONE!.!.!" The ancient mech ran into view on the screen, tripping over himself in the process, and ending in a heap at femmebot Shiori's feet.

"What is it now, Vector Prime?" she asked, glancing at him tiredly, all too familiar with the chaos.

"HE'S AFTER ME!.!.!" He shouted, scrambling to his feet and merely trembling. Muttering abstractly much like a paranoid person would. "He's after me, I know he is…"

"What'd you do this time?" Shiori sighed. If the audience didn't know better, it would have appeared that the somewhat mentally unstable Vector Prime wasn't even listening. Instead, a fearful stare was directed for no reason at a dent in the wall. Eventually some response came out, albeit hesitatingly.

"Well, uhm, you see…" He didn't get to finish that string of words, for Optimus appeared in the doorway behind him.

"Stopping already, Vector?" Letting out a squeak, the mentioned mech ran out via another exit, only to barely miss running into a red and white seeker. Swerving, he yelled startlingly, "DON'T DO THAT STARSCREAM!" Vector Prime was hysterical to say the least as he went down the hallway as though the reaper was pursuing him. Starscream gave an alarmed glare, mixed with pure confusion. Shiori just asked her brother knowingly: "Nice. Hunting game?"

Optimus nodded in wholehearted amusement. "Yep. New target, however. He doesn't like the idea much now, does he, though?" He grinned with a highly amused glint in his gold optics. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a Prime to catch." With those words, he started back after the mentioned ancient keeper of space and time that we all know.

The two remaining mechs just watched him go by. Starscream twitched in annoyance and called after his retreating form. "Can't you just leave him alone for once?.!" Sighing, he came into the room as originally intended. "They don't know when to give up do they?"

Shiori indirectly answered, "I have a feeling Vector Prime started it."

"I know he started it. Just ask Hot Shot…" trailing off with indifference. "Or don't ask Hot Shot, I don't care." Yelping from what sounded like a couple of hallways away echoed across the whole base.

"OH GOD! PRIMUS! HAVE MERCY!" An angry retort was heard, followed by, "OPTIMUS! TAKE PITY ON ME! IT SHALL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN!.!" Optimus' furious lecture could be heard, but it was still too far away to be understood as to what he was saying. Vector Prime appeared to have a lot of lung for the base to hear all his shrieking.

A few minutes later, the ancient mech scuffled back into the room Shiori was in, acting very skittish. Shiori finally got tired of it all and suggested, "Vector Prime, don't you think it's time you ended this?"

"I-I think that t-that just h-happened."

She took a long look at him shrewdly. "What did you do?.!"

Shying away, he replies: "I have not done anything…" followed by several whimpers and a fit of trembling. His body posture just screaming 'Don't hurt me!'

"Great…then what happened?" No answer was given, just more trembles finding their way into his system. After a bit of silence, he whispers very softly:

"That is the last time I follow instructions from anyone to chase a Prime around…" with a paranoid shifting of optics, "Even if he isn't," He gulped apprehensively "isn't a Prime yet…."

Optimus shows up in the doorway again, his optics narrowed into near slits, this time to reinforce what the quaking bot said. "And you better remember that," He growled, and the ancient mech's own optics widened, even more than what seemed possible.

"Yes sir." He cringed and trembled even more with the hard look that was sent his way, too preoccupied with that thought to notice Optimus nodding to Shiori and leaving the room.

In the audience, Megatron elbowed the Autobot leader next to him. "I didn't realize the situation was that bad when I heard it in my room..."

"He was threatening Hot Shot! Of course I'm going to chase him for attempted assassination!"

"Attempted assassination?" Megatron snickered at the excuse Optimus had used. Optimus glared at him before turning back to the movie.

"What did he do?" Shiori looked curiously at where Optimus had been, as well as the now fear stricken Vector Prime in the movie.

"... I think... that I'm going... to go to my room... for awhile..." was Vector Prime's weary statement, and Shiori nodded. "Note to self: Never get anywhere near Optimus when he's furious, and thinks it's a game..." Vector muttered to himself, making to leave for his room.

"You hear that, Megatron?" Optimus whispered to his used-to-be arch nemesis beside him in the audience.

"Good luck with that." Was heard from the Shiori on screen.

Megatron chortled, "That annoying buzz? Of course."

Back to the movie, Vector Prime freaked. With a frightened look behind his shoulder, Vector Prime bolted, with the faint yell of "They're all mind-readers! The lot of them!.!" Her laugh at the reaction spurred him on even faster. After she faded from sight, he breathed, "What is WITH that family?.! Why do all the Pax's have mind readers?.!" Hurrying forward, he nearly ran into the used-to-be Pax that caused his very near mental breakdown in the first place: Optimus. "Oh God!" Vector Prime cried as he scrambled around the Autobot leader. Rushing down the furthest hallway, the confused look wasn't seen by the now hysterical mech. "IT WASN'T ME!" Vector howled as he went.

Optimus merely blinked and looked at the back of Vector Prime, who was already turning a corner, "Did I miss something?" Shiori looked down the hall as well, noting how frightened he was. Optimus shook his head. "One would think that he isn't completely innocent from that statement…"

"Well you scared the living daylights out of him, of course he's going to panic..." Shiori scolded him as she came into the room. Optimus looked back at her with a knowing grin before transforming and driving down a different hallway.