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Title: Unexpected events

Theme: Gender Bender, spike 'n valve

Category: Transformers G1 series

Characters: Elita One, Chromia, Firestar, Moonracer and Autobots femmes ect.

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Electra blue optics glazed down at now dusky pink and pure white form watching as the large chassis moved up and down a repeating process which brought a bit of comfort and security to know at the very least their commander was still alive and well. No injuries of any visible kind could be see or detected by Greenlight scanners which had the Electra blue optics wearing grateful unless she ignored the most obvious one right in front of her and her companion.

Just hours ago their commander had gone down research and development section of their base wanting to check on the experiments that were being done by their own scientists. To see if they had develop or discovered only to be caught in nasty explosion it having swallowing her role. She thank Primus for Firestar, Flare-up and Vibes being rescue bots in their life before the war had rush into save their commander and fellow Autobots femmes from the fiery flames hungering for everything and anything.

She had been at the time force back as the heated flames threaten to consume her if she dare to take a step closer. Watching as Firestar, a red and brightly orange femme rush in and coordinated her team to bring out their teammates. Shouting at the rescue femme to look for their commander who was still trap inside. A nodded from the red and orange femme told her she understand turning around and running back in those pit flames. Minutes seemed like hours as she waited.

The bright red-orange flames giving nothing away as Flare-up and Vibes work quickly and swiftly to control them. Yet as the fire began to die down a dark silhouette started to form slowly at first becoming larger and larger till a dusky pink ped step out of the fire as massive long arms wrap around a slender smaller frame dragging them out. It took her a moment to realize the one who was being dragged was in fact Firestar and the one who was dragging her was….

"Who the pit are you?!"

"Wha…? Chromia, it me. Elita."

"C….C….Commander?!"

"Were Greenlight and Lancer? I want them…Oh…,"

"Elita!"

Chromia let out a deep sigh as her memory banks recalled how Elita now sporting a very sizeable mech like frame it took a minute to register Elita was collapsing now due to heat from the flames and the smoke which had entered her air tanks. Snapping out commands at Flare-up and Vibes to end the fire while she haul her oversize commander down to med bay with Arcee who having shown up brought Firestar along.

Firestar had check out fine just slightly over heated which was no real problem since her systems were more adapt to withstand heat then her, Arcee or Elita for that matter. She would be waking up soon no doubt asking what had happen and who had rescued her. Which brought up the problem at hand.

The last Chromia check Elita One was femme not a mech and by all accounts there was no way Elita could have been a mech in the first place. It was easy enough for a femme to disguise herself to look and act as mech but the same could not be said for a mech. The size and power could not be hidden as femmes since they rarely had such power in their servos and the ones that did it was quite obvious as they were quite vocal about being femmes.

But if Elita had been a mech who had disguise himself as femme going so far as to act, talk and walk like one. It was the best well-kept secret in the universe for she could not by all means come to any other conclusion on how Elita went from being a femme into a generous mech who was at this time in deep stasis in a medical berth. Surely if such a thing was true there most of have been hints or clues to what the once pink femme had been hiding from them all this eons. Even as her processor recalled times and events she had spent with Elita noticing stood out or brought any red flags so much so it was giving her a processor ache.

"Uh, Chromia?" asked a soft gentle voice getting the SIC attention letting those Electra blue optics move over a soft green and light green meadow color femme with undertones of white.

"Please tell me you have something to explain this, Greenlight." Chromia said waving her servo over the dusky pink frame.

"Huh, well yes and no…." Greenlight said letting her own sea-blue optics wander over the lavish protoform. To see such a fine specimen of the opposite gender here in this very room it sent a wave of yearning through her.

"Care to explain that?" asked Chromia getting their young scientist and resident medic interest back onto her.

"Ah, yes. Well uh….how do I clarify this?" Greenlight said even if it was more to herself, "Elita One was in fact a femme in the beginning as I have the medical files and scans to prove it."

"Well that good to know. Whoa, hold on there for just klick. What do you mean she was a femme in the beginning?!" Chromia asked turning her full body turns the scientist turn medic.

Greenlight took a step back feeling the sudden fury and rage that came off the southern blue femme now. Her Electra optics darkling at Greenlight words causing her to bring up her servos as her fingers fiddled around one other in a nervous habit. Sea-blue optics took one last glace at her commander before turning to the raging femme before her.

"I'm not sure how this happen or why. But from what I can get from the scans is some form of bio-energy was transferred into her protoform and spark causing a change with them. Making her go from femme into mech now." Greenlight said quickly hoping this would calm Chromia rage now.

"Bio-energy? You mean something organic changed her? How is that possible?!" Chromia asked slamming her servo down on the berth.

"I…I…I'm not sure. We will have to check with Glyph and the others. They might know what happen or how this could have happen as I can only speculate in theory." Greenlight said notably.

"Were is Glyph? Shouldn't she be here?" asked Chromia searching around for the Patrick green mini femme.

"She was…." Greenlight started off interrupted by a deep groan coming from the former femme commander who bright sapphire optics flash on for a moment.

"Ngh…." Elita said trying to get her optics vision to focus and clear as her processor tried to recall what had happen and why her body felt hefty and thick.

"Chromia…?"

"Here, Commander."

"Is everyone alright? Did we get everyone out of the fire?" asked Elita recalling how Glyph and Clipper were studying an organic creature making strange noise when she had entered the lab. Faintly remember Glyph was using a device to examination the specimen when the device began to whine and shake uncontrollably as Glyph yelled out to hit the floor as it exploded.

"Yes, we managed to get everyone out with only minor injuries." Chromia said now using this time to study Elita features a bit more close now registering how Elita had not recognize her voice had changed.

Her color had change slightly going from her once rosy pink to a dusky pink color perfect for blending into the cover of night yet still held those gently white undertone on her armor letting her stay out a bit. Her helm was circular allowing her two sensor horns to slide back somewhat with two thin fin panels under them.

The edge of her helm in closed around her face plates still hold a soft feminine look as her sapphire optics covers shutter couple of times. A subtle nose with a fine lip components just over a strong yet small chin. Her optics move down to a sturdy neck attached to wide shoulders and board shoulders, long strong arms on both sides as solid servos laid still on the berth. Durable fingers twitching from time to time showing Chromia, Elita was trying to get a sense of her protoform.

From her servos was a robust hips with a small decline perfect for a femme to place her servos on as they moved downward. Taking a moment, the southern blue femme wonder briefly if certain parts of her commander had been changed just as the rest of her body had. Shaking her helm her optics moved onto indicating lengthy sturdy legs attached to those hips now getting a clue these legs were quite powerful.

"Good, I was worried we won't make it out in time." Elita said snapping Chromia out of her trance now.

"Huh…yeah…" Chromia said watching as Elita moved to sit up now. She had to hold back a groan as she watch her commander body move now.

"Chromia?" Elita asked only to register her voice sound strange. Not it usually low husky tone but a deep rumbling one, "My voice. What wrong with it?"

Chromia and Greenlight share a glance at one other seeing who would speak first and tell their commander what had just happen to her or him as they would now have to call. Seeing this would need a scientific touch to explain exactly what happened. The soft green and light green femme slowly came up to her commander side.

"Nothing is wrong with you voice, Commander. Everything is perfectly fine." Greenlight started off slowly as the dusky pink mech look at her.

"I think not otherwise why dose my voice sounds is different? And my body so heavy?" Elita asked bringing up a servo to her face just to stop short at the sight of it.

"What in the pit?!"

Chromia quickly step up, "Now don't panic, Elita. I know, Greenlight said everything is fine and they are. Just that….there been a….well….slight change to your body."

At this Elita optics turn from her servo down to the rest of her armor protoform now with optics growing wide at the sight of it. In an attempt to understand what had happen, white undertone servos pressing themselves against her now flatten chassis moving around in circles for a klick then down to her hips and legs. Going to for as to grad one leg and lifted upwards for her optics to see better look. All while an appearance astonishment, and disbelief mix with shock appeared on her softly handsome face.

"What in Primus name happen to me?!" Elita asked barely keeping her voice rising above the shout.

"Calm down, Elita. You'll only make it worse for yourself." Chromia said in calm tone even through inside she was just as baffled and shock.

"Calm down? Calm down?! How on Cybertron do you expect me to remain calm when I have gone from femme to mech?!" Elita asked all previous feelings vanishing as fear and angry came forth now.

Chromia optics spark in anger the whole stress of the situation coming down on her, "How do you expect me to know? I never been in such a solution before! So don't you go biting my helm off for it!"

Sapphire optics widen at her SIC words and seeing the stress and worry that echo within them. Cursing at herself for letting her anger get the best of her and not keeping a cool-levelheadedness about. She took in a deep breath then letting it cycle through her air tanks then letting it out slowly as she still her emotions. Once hold of them and assured they would not get the best of her special time such as this. Elita One look over to her SIC and apologize to her.

"I'm sorry, Chromia. I did not mean to snap at you. I'm just quit surprised and shock to see much less understand what has happen to me. I should not have taken my feeling out on you." Elita said giving a nodded of apology to the older femme now.

Chromia grunted, "Don't worry about it. If I was in your predicament I would be screaming, raving, and firing off every gun when had in the armory at this point. Perhaps it is a good thing this happen to you and not the others."

Elita sighed, "Yes, maybe it is. Never mind, Greenlight could you please tell me or possibly tell me what has happen or how it come about? And if I'm hundred percent mech?"

At this the smaller femme was quick to give her commander her theory on it, "From what my scans indicated you are indeed a full-adult mech all the way from your very spark to your protoform. I have a theory it has to do with organic creatures that came from earth. Glyph requested one of the scientists on the Ark to send her some specimen to study. You know how Glyph loves to study alien cultures and since the Ark crushed land one…well."

"Okay, great. So now I'm the only mech on Cybertron beside Magnus and his wreckers who are off on a mission with no telling of when they will be back. Were Glyph has been up in her elbows in study all the cultures and arts and creatures Earth has to provide." Elita asked having her arms cross over her chassis taking a moment to see how they now lay comfortably on her flat surface. 'Maybe something good can come of this.' Thought Elita

"Like I said the organic creature. I'm sure it has something to do with this change. Glyph may know more about it since she was study the thing and Clipper was assisting her." Greenlight said watching as Elita thought over her words.

"Or it could have been that device she was using to scan them. Maybe it release some kind of quantum energy when it exploded causing me to change. I doubt an organic creature could do this." Elita said waving a servo over her armor body.

"Perhaps it was both?" Greenlight offered as explanation.

Elita nodded slowly as she well he thought of this, "Could be. But to be sure, I need Glyph here. Chromia could you comm her and have her report to med Bay?"

"Yes, commander." Chromia said walking away from the two other femmes as she comm Glyph.

A soft groan alert Greenlight and Elita to an occupied berth were Firestar was. The rescue femme moan as her optics flicker on as her arms moved to shield her optics from the bright light of med bay. Greenlight left commander side to attend to the red and orange femme helping her sit up.

"Thanks, Green." Firestar said giving the smaller femme a kind smile as her legs hang off the berth side now.

"Firestar, I'm glad to see you okay. I was worried the smoke and heat had taken its toll on you." Elita said her voice full of relief at seeing rescue femme was well.

"Uh…thank you?" Firestar said slowly not sure who this mech was but his kind words filled her with warmth while her optics asked Greenlight who he was.

"That Elita One." Greenlight said cautiously

Firestar own optics moved from Greenlight over the dusky pink mech then onto the green colored femme and back again onto the mech. Her blue flame optic inspection the mech across from her looking for any traces of her commander within this mech who was calming to be Elita One. 'There is no way this is…' Firestar thought at first just to have those thoughts vanish from her processor as a ghostly image over this mech showing her the similarities between him and Elita One.

"Our commander is mech now." Firestar stated to Greenlight.

"Yes, she…er….he is." Greenlight said taking a moment to think of proper sentence to her commander.

Firestar pulled Greenlight over closer to her now whispering in the audios of younger femme who face once of puzzlement changed into one of blushing. She pulled away from the red orange femme her optics widen at she stammered out her response to the question.

"I can't answer that!" Greenlight said just has Chromia return.

"Glyph is on her way. She was just seeing what she could salvage from the explosion when I comm." Chromia said to Elita then turn her attention to Firestar and Greenlight, "You can't answer what, Greenlight?"

Firestar did the same movement she had done to Greenlight earlier whispering the same question into the southern femme now as Elita watch while as Greenlight stood on the side with her face flush. Chromia expression changed from one of expressionless into one perceptive one as a sly smile come to those blue lips of hers.

"That is a valid question." Chromia said as she moved away from Firestar as her elercta blue optics glazed at Elita now. A lecherous glint in her optics now as her optics trail over her commander protoform but for different reason now as a realization came to her.

"You two cannot be serious about this! You two do realize this is your commander you're think about!?" Greenlight said embarrassment at the actions Firestar and Chromia were now displayed.

"Of course we do, we are just... curious that all." Firestar said giving green color femme a smile as she waved her servo carelessly.

"All right you two spit it out. What do you want to know?" Elita asked recognizing that lustful glint in Chromia and Firestar optics. 'Slag to pits! It like those two have change from trusting friends and comrades into hungry predators.' Thought Elita giving them both a defiant look to them.

"We just curious about how much of real mech you are now. Seeing how you look like one we just want to know if you also have certain parts as well." Chromia said as her optics look at Elita hips and now cod-cover.

"Get your processor out of the pit! I'm not whipping off my val…cod-piece off just for you two to just to see how long and big my….er….huh…" Elita trail off as she realized once again this change had brought about.

"Spike, Elita. That's what you're going to have to call it now." Chromia said smiling deviously.

Firestar giggled, "Can you blame us, Elita? We haven't seen that part of a mech in a long time."

Elita huffed at rescue femme words, "Well keep waiting. As soon Glyph arrives I having her come up with a means to change me back."

"If you don't mind me asking, sir. Change you back into what?" asked a confused light aqua green mask wearing mini femme having walk into med bay overhearing the conversation between Chromia, Firestar and this strange mech.

Her confusion grew when Chromia and Firestar jump off medical berth in a quick manner she found herself being lifted up by the two femmes as they race off and out of the medical bay with masses mech yelling at them to come back right this minute.

"Chromia, Firestar who was that? And why dose he sound so familiar?" asked Glyph as the two of them carried her farther away.

Chromia snickered, "That Glyph, was our dear commander turn mech."

"Quit a fine specimen of our race isn't he?" Firestar said giggling.

Glyph soft blue optics widen, "You have got to be kidding me!"

"Nope!" Replied the two femme continuing their race away from the medical Bay.

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Sapphire optics tried to look down at the date pad before him reading over the report Glyph had sent to him this morning. Reading the report a frown came over his soft face as certain sentences graded his notice. It would seem the organic creature known as the common reed frog and the combine energy wave from the device had been the cause of change from femme into mech. How this process was done was still mystery to Glyph and her team but they were working all hours to understand the procedure and to reverse it.

Yet so far their means to understand and experiment had resulted in nothing so far. Leaving the light green mini femme to ask her commander if it would be possible for the science team down on Earth to gather up more of these frogs as mean to understand to under their bio-systems in far off hope to comprehend. Which had left him in an awkward position as his condition had not been report to Ultra Magnus or to Optimus Prime for that matter.

Only after countless hours chasing Chromia, Firestar and an unwilling Glyph around the base did Elita realized he could not just simply call up Magnus or Prime telling them what had happen and how this spark change had come about. Not when he himself could barely understand it along with the soldiers under his command giving him odd looks and peculiar glances. Even when Chromia and Greenlight explain what had happen and how the femmes under him irregular when he walk by. Hearing whispers and undertones.

Plus Elita doubted Magnus or Prime would even believe him afterwards for who would believe such a tall tale? No one look at him and the two mechs would think it would be some kind of prank or hoax. Giving him a scolding for disrupting their work all with a warning to never repeat this incident again. Now it seemed him would have to make the call anyway and hopefully get Prime to believe him.

Letting out a small grunt, Elita place the date pad down on the desk moving away from it and heading for the communication room for the call. The door hiss as it open then letting him out as he was forced to duck his helm seeing how tall he had gotten taller due to the change. Stepping into the hall, the dusky pink mech still himself letting his optics look right then left then right again. Giving off a satisfied sigh to see it was empty and no one was around to stare at him with wide optics and open jaws.

Walking down the hall, Elita focused solely at the task at hand in a nice steady stride never giving a look around as he turn left down a hall. Missing a soft blue color frame stalking him now nor how white servos carefully reach out towards him but to a much lower area of his frame.

"Argh!" shouted Elita as something or someone made a nice firm grip on his aft getting him to shout out in surprise and annoyance.

"Good evening, Elita." Chromia purred out pressing her smaller frame against her commander larger one.

Elita jerk away then turn to came face to face with her SIC, "How many times do I have to tell you, Mia! DO NOT TOUCH MY AFT!"

Chromia smiled at her, "You didn't mind so much when Greenlight did."

"Greenlight didn't mean to do it. You on the other servo did." Elita said letting a bit of irritation creep into his voice.

"Aw, don't mean such a tight aft, Elita. You know how many mechs would give to be in your position right now?"

"Yeah? Name one."

Silence fell between them for a couple of minutes as Elita look down at trigger happy femme which was strange to him. Having been the same height just some weeks ago able to look straight in the southern femme with no trouble but now. Being taller meant he had to till his helm just to look into this elercta blue optics.

"Anyway, why did you decided to come out your room now? You swore you won't come out till Glyph had the means to change you back." Chromia asked changing the subject now.

After having cornered her, Firestar and startled Glyph. Elita had spent some time having to explain to Glyph who he had once been. Watching as the mini-green femme optics widen with each word till it looks as if they were about to pop out. When that had been done Glyph had vow to find out how this occurred more excited about the change in gender rather than the means to change one back to their former gender.

Afterwards Elita had called a meeting for all Autobots femmes to the meeting room getting strange and startled looks when they saw Elita. When the last one had come in and taken a seat in the far back. Their commander began to talk explain all that had happen and what was being done about it. Needless to say just five minutes into the meeting everyone began to ask Eita questions.

Will you stay as our commander or will they position you elsewhere?

Is Prime on his way to take you to earth now that you're a mech?

Has Ultra Magnus been told yet?

How long will you be a mech?

Do you plan to stay as a mech?

How big is….

Elita had cut Road Rage off with a glare when vehicle femme dare ask the question most femme were waiting to know. He had given a short and sharp answer by say it was something they would not know nor was he planning to stay as a mech gaining groans of disappointment. With that Elita had end the meeting say everyone will would carry on as if nothing had happen and would be treating her just the same as she still was a femme.

'If only it had been so.' Thought Elita as he come up to the communication control board. Even though she hadn't made it an order he doubted it would have matter to his soldiers. The fact there was a mech on base had the femme rowdy as never before. At first it seemed as if they were content with just seeing him but things slowly began to change. Some would find excuses, meal times or mission reports to be near him.

Others would touch him accidentally or as the braver ones did when they walk by him their servos would reach out and feel his arms, sides, and aft. Naturally Elita hadn't mind at first thinking as time pass his soldiers would lose interest and thing would return to normal without so much of a hint. But he was prove wrong during one of his normal shower routines. Since had becoming a mech, Elita had decided to hold off bathing himself unless it was earlier hours before anyone was up or into the late hours when everyone had taken a shower.

Warm cleaning solution ran down his dirty protform now having been out in the field the pass hours with Chromia, Lancer, and Moonracer performing an energon raid on one of Shockwave storage facility. The plan had gone smoothly and had return to base with more energon then the last three raids had provided.

There was no look of surprise or shock when Elita had come into plan as he was to deal with Shockwave personally but the stunned silence had told the commander out of everything the purple decepticon had been expecting a dusky pink and white mech wasn't one of them. Even as they fought hand to hand combat Shockwave had demanded to know who he was and were he had come from.

"Aw, Shocky, I'm hurt. Given the pass four millennia's we have come to know one other so well."

"Impossible! I would have recognize a mech such yourself if I had come across you during battles."

"Perhaps I simply look different then. A change in one protoforms dose that you know."

"What do you mean…?"

Explosion had interrupted them giving Elita the chance to kick a leg out from under the one optic mech letting him fall to the ground in a heavy thud. It was the signal he had been waiting for and with one last cryptic word to the sadistic scientist. He had left a bewildered con behind him as Chromia, Lancer and Moonracer made off with energon cubes with him covering the rear.

Now back at base enjoying the warmth of the solution as his processor drifted off to the past raid. Not noticing how the door to the public shower hiss as it open as to figures walk in. It was the giggling sounds which alert him someone else was in the showers. Turning around to see Flashpoint an rich amber, off white and brazen golden color femme with her friend Override purple-pink cosmo color femme.

"What are two doing here?" Elita asked moving a servo with a damp wash cloth over his cod-piece out of habit while the other did the same for his chassis just to remember he no longer had mounds

"Sorry, commander. We didn't think anyone would be in here so late. Override and I thought now would be a good time for some private wash between us." Flashpoint said giving a yearning look to Override now who optics mirrored the same.

Getting the hint of what the two femmes wanted Elita let out a small huff, "Its fine. I'm finished with mine."

"Then would you like to help us?" asked Override in a low suggested voice it had the dusky pink mech hauling in place.

"What? NO! I'm…" Elita stammered out his sapphire optics glancing between the two of them.

"You sure?" Flashpoint asked moving slowly to him letting her hips sway.

Those sapphire optics took notice the sway of Flashpoint hips, how small they were perfect for his servo to roam over. Long legs moving with skill and power it had his processor wonder how strong they would be around his hips. The jerk of his helm snap him back into the present when arms wrap around one of his own as mounds pressed against it. Override give him a seductive smile that would make any bot groan in lust and it work.

Though Elita was able to muffle it turning his optics away as unfamiliar yet familiar warmth pressure began to build within his cod-piece. Seeing were this was going, Elita tug his arm out of Override arm giving a faint apology suddenly unsure on how to handle this sensation building inside him.

"Sorry but…I should go." Elita said quickly giving no chance for Flashpoint or Override to stop her. Practically running out of the public showers and towards her room now ignoring the fact his armor was back there.

Shaking his helm out of the incident Elita switch on the communicator to contact the Ark waiting for only a few moments when the screen flicker on showing the mech who answer the call.

"Optimus." Elita spoke at seeing the leader of the Autobots thought she had been hoping it would someone else beside him.

"Greetings, Chromia. May I require who this your friend is? I did not received a message about any new recruits into Elita command." Optimus said greeting Chromia in routine keeping his voice neutral even when the soft blue femme snort.

"Optimus, it me. Elita One." Elita said trying to persuade the Prime into believing her.

"Friend, I have known Elita for quit a long time and last time I check. She was pink color femme. Not a dusky pink mech."

"Slag it, Prime. For as long as you claim to know me, I doubt you would be able to recognize me after the millennia's spent part, Orion."

Optimus said nothing at first holding off till Chromia spoke up seeing how Prime was neither not believing what he was being told or seeing or both or just thought it was some kind of prank he was participating unwillingly.

"It true, Prime. This is Elita One. We had an accident some weeks back that cause the change in Elita. But it seems we have run into a problem. Glyph….uh….Prime?" Chromia asked seeing the Prime was still standing there but saying nothing.

"Is something wrong with the communication line?" asked Chromia as Elita moved over the control board.

"No, everything checking out fine. And it not frozen as the signal is still coming in." Elita said looking up at the screen, "Optimus, can you respond?"

"….."

Elita and Chromia look at one other trying to figure out was going on when a faint sound of a pop and sizzle as smoke rose from Prime blue helm now. Watching as the tall mech promptly waver left then right for a second only to fall onto the right side now causing an echoing sound within the speakers as Prime hit the Ark floor.

"How long do you think anyone will come looking for him?" asked Chromia her electra blue optics glazing at her commander.

"Not long, Prowl is usually traveling after him." Elita said watching as Chromia let out hoot of laughter now.

'Primus, help me. At this rate, I might just stay a mech for the rest of my life.' Thought Elita as Chromia continue to laugh.

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"It took how long for Ratchet to get Optimus and Prowl back online?" asked Greenlight who at the time was sitting next to dusky pink mech enjoying a cube of energon.

"A full earth day for Optimus and two for Prowl. Apparently finding out the femme commander of the Autobots turn mech was a bit too much for Prime SIC." Said Elita in sympathetic understanding for the stoic mech. A times Elita felt as if she was about to have processor crush himself.

"Beside them, did anyone else crush?" Greenlight asked taking a slip of energon now oblivious on how sapphire optics watch.

"Huh…." Elita cough then tearing his optics away seeing how Greenlight have asked him to join her in the rec room for some energon, "Thankfully, no. Ratchet was able to keep himself online to get Skyfire. He was the one who sent the frogs to Glyph in the first place. Saying he would make trip to a continent called Africa right way to gather up some more specimens before coming here."

Greenlight place her cube down, "Really? He coming all the way here?"

"He said he feels responsible for what happen to me even when I told him he had no knowledge this would happen in the first place or it being possible in the first place. Still Skyfire insisted and Prime give him leave." Elita said shifting in his seat a bit uncomfortably as Greenlight moved a closer to him.

"I know this Skyfire. I never meet him personally but heard of his achievements in a scientific field back at Iacon Academy." Greenlight said leaning closer to Elita who become stiff.

He knew Greenlight wasn't trying to doing this on purpose as it wasn't in the green femme nature to do the unaware seductive moves. Because she wasn't it was his own processor tricking him into thinking the thoughts in the first place, thoughts that were alarming him to no end. To take notice of those delicate light green lips. Or how softly spoke she was whenever they spoke with one other the pass weeks as green femme tried to keep track with her commander situation. Or how kindly she was to her friends and comrades it made Elita proud in a way he hadn't felt before.

He had felt proud of Greenlight before even when he had been a femme the way a commander would of a solider accomplishing a task or figuring a way to benefit them here on base. As a friend when the young femme show genuine care and attention to friends. But now something within his spark was changing the feelings for Greenlight and it was a bit frightening.

Even as he had been in this body for the pass weeks there were still areas he would not think about or avoid all together. For instance a certain part of him which had been to make its presence known every waking hour or odd times leaving her feeling frustrated and embarrassed. It would force him to leave abruptly from meeting and gathering till that part become lax.

He knew it was a normal bit of mech physiology and it was fine in a logic sense but he had grown up in femme protoform. Had come to understand it over the millennia's growing into it and being told what changes were happing, why and the importunateness it all was. Yet here now in mech protoform experiencing all the wonder of it and getting annoyed to the pit for it. 'It is so much easier to ignore such thing when I was femme.' Thought Elita thinking on how when she had been a femme and aroused she could hold off till she was in the privacy of her own room. Now it was like the damn thing demanded for attention right then and there and frag anyone else.

"Elita, are you alright? You look a little frustrated." Greenlight asked seeing a glance of annoyance on the dusky mech face. Something she praised herself for as the commander was a bit hard to read at times. Though of late she had been getting better at it believing it could be she was spending time with him.

"Sort of. But I have it under control, it nothing…." Elita said only for a thundering roar drowned him out as the base seemed to quake in fear.

"What the slag was that?!" asked Lancer who had been in the rec room along with Clipper, Vibes and Road Rage.

"I think it came from the science section." Vibes having been sitting at the same table with Lancer just as Road Rage and Clipper had.

"Vibes, comm Firestar and Flashpoint! It sounds like we had another explosion." Elita commanded moving out of his sit swiftly racing out of the rec room now.

Vibes, Greenlight and the others were not far from him racing down the hallways of Femme base coming into a darkened smoke hall now. As Greenlight moved forward a pair of strong yet gentle servos took hold of her shoulders holding her back.

"Commander, I can't get a hold of Firestar." Vibes said concerned for her team leader.

"What of Flashpoint?" asked Elita his optics scanning the scene.

"On her way here. Estimated time is three minutes." Vibes said moving a bit restless now.

"Keep calm, Vibes. Flashpoint will be here and the two of you can do a search and rescue soon. It would be unwise for you to go in without someone to watch your back. Now can you tell what Firestar was doing before you…?" Elita started to say when Clipper spoke.

"She was heading down to the science section with Chromia and Arcee. They wanted to know how Glyph was doing in her project." Clipper said having just come from the science section moments ago for some energon for herself and Glyph.

"Not good, Vibes I need…"

"Commander, look!"

Elita turn her helm back to the black smoke gas now optics narrowing trying to make out what was happing. At first the only thing he notice was the way the smoke gas moved about yet there was no light or heat to prove there was a fire a bit of good news when dealing with explosions. Still his optics moved about looking left, then right, up then down when something caused the smoke smog to move.

"What the…?" Elita asked leaning over Greenlight now watching the smog move as something push forward.

A coughing alert those to a silhouette pass through the smog now coming out holding a coughing Glyph in their massive arms. Two more followed the first with one having to lean on other as they pass out of the smog now. Familiar colors now a shades darker before them as a sea of blue optics widen in astonishment.

"Everyone don't come running to us all at once now." Spoke a blue flame color mech who color had once been a soft Caruso blue holding a coughing Glyph.

"Primus, Chromia?" asked Elita looking at now SIC.

The mech give him that all familiar smug smile as a deep southern thick accent speak, "Sure is, Boss bot."

At that moment Clipper let out squeak rather it be from shock or delight Elita wasn't sure as Vibe let out gasp at seeing her rescue leader stand before carrying a darker pink shade mech before her as Road Rage and Lancer started to laugh and snigger.

"Primus help me." Elita said lowering her helm in semi-defeat.