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Title: Unexpected Events Part II

Theme: M/F, Gender Bender,

Category: Transformers G1 Series

Characters: Elita One, Optimus Prime, Ultra Magnus and ect.

Rate: M

Elita could only stand still as her topaz blue optics look over the now changed Chromia, Firestar, and Arcee as Greenlight and Glyph ran scans over them collecting date into their base computer for father analysis. Even with a building processor ache she was determined to find a way to chance them back to their original selves. Beeping drag herself out of rumbling thoughts just as Greenlight and Glyph move over to a computer terminal to see the date.

"Anything?" Elita asked calmly hoping for an answer.

"Just what I suspected. The quantum energy mingling with bio-energy is what cause the change to Chromia, Firestar, Arcee and you commander."

"I understand that. But why did it change us?" Elita asked bring her servo to her optics rubbing them.

Glyph optics cast down as disappointment came into her spark at unable to find an answer for her commander, "I'm sorry, but till I know more about the frogs and their environment. I don't have clue as to how this happen and why you four."

Sighing Elita give mini-bot femme a reassuring smile, "It okay, Glyph. When Skyfire arrives, he can tell us more about them and the two of you can possible come up with a solution to this."

Glyph nodded, "I won't let you down, Commander. I'll work on this day and night if I have too."

Elita placed a servo on Glyph shoulder, "Not every day and night. You need rest too and a clear processor. Now since it looks as if things are not going to change till Skyfire arrives and there are no problems with our frames. I want all of you to return to your duties till further notice. Glyph and Greenlight, keep up the good work."

An echo of 'Yes, ma'ma' reach her audio receptors as Greenlight and Glyph went back to the computer terminal as Chromia, Firestar and Arcee moved off the berths they had been previously sitting on as the two green femmes ran their test on them.

"What about us, Elita? What are we to do?" Arcee asked giving himself a look over flexing his shoulders and arms now.

Elita let out a sigh, "You may also return to your normal duties. I don't see why a change in frame should stop any of us from our work."

"Right, you heard our Commander. Moonracer you have patrol in the next two joors. Firestar…." Chromia started to say when the red and orange mech beat her to it.

"I have monitor shift with Clipper and Lancer soon. I'll get to that after I make sure my team is okay and make a report on the damage the science wing has sustained since the second explosion." Firestar said getting an approval nodded from Elita.

"I'll expect that report within the next three joors. I'll contact Alpha Trion and see if he can spare some materials for us." Elita said as Moonracer head on to his patrol shift as Chromia stay behind along with Firestar and Arcee.

"Is that wise? When you contacted Optimus. He and Prowl were out of commission for some time." Chromia said snickering a bit at remember Prowl astonishment look.

"I have confidence that Trion won't fail to such a processor crash. He has been around for some time and have seen his own fair share of strange things." Elita said confidence in his voice.

"Well we will know as soon and you make contact with him. Till then I'll be down in the science wing." Firestar said heading off now with Arcee following after.

With everything coming in to place now, Elita motion for Chromia to follow him to the communication area. With their science wing damaged whatever projects had been under construction would have to be place on hold if they could be saved or sent to the scrap yard if there was nothing that could be done.

Not only that raw materials and metals would need to be replace along with walls, floors, and desk and so on. That by the time the two of them had reach the communication area Elita had compose a list of what his group would need and hopefully Alpha Trion would have want they need if not. Elita would have to make a call to Ultra Magnus.

Pressing in Alpha Trion communication number and waited for just minute when on the screen appeared Alpha Trion with a patient look on his face which lasted for an about two klicks when his optic ridges rose a bit. Seeing that Trion was waiting for him to speak, Elita clear his throat.

"Alpha Trion, I know I look quite different from the last time I called. But I am Elita One. There was an….accident in our labs that cause a change in my frame and spark. If you need proof, I can comm Glyph and Greenlight to show…" Elita stop when Alpha Trion rose up a servo stopping him.

"There is no need. I can tell just by looking at you there are similarities between the you now and then. To what do I own this call for?" Alpha Trion asked his old optics going over his frame no doubt finding the similarities between his frame now to her frame then.

"We are in need of materials for repair of the science section. The explosion caused some damage but unfortunately we have a limited supply here. If you have any that you can spare it would be appreciated." Elita said brining up his servo in a form of gratitude.

Alpha Trion nodded, "You are in luck. I have some extra supplies I can spare you. Tell me what you are in need of and I'll have it ready in the next two cycles."

"Thank you, Trion." Elita said and began to tell the older mech just what exactly what they needed and once done informed Trion who to expect to pick up the shipment then. Closing the communication line the dusky pink mech turn round to see Chromia was no longer by his side.

"Ah, scrap." Elita voice out quickly leaving the communication center racing down the hallway searching for his SIC. There was no telling what was going through Chromia helm right now and what he would do.

Turning the corner Elita can to a near screeching halt throwing his frame back to stop himself from crashing into Lancer then. The orange, purple and white color femme jump at the abrupt flash of dusky pink causing her processor to turn its attention focus on the here and now rather than deep in her date pad.

"Commander! I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Lancer said only to take notice how Elita attention wasn't on her completely, "Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing wrong." Elita said before asking, "You haven't seen Chromia have you?"

Lancer optics flicker as her processor work to recall if she had seen the SIC, "No, sorry. The last time I saw Chromia. It was after the explosion in the science section."

'Scrap.' Thought Elita before replying to Lancer, "Thanks, Lancer. If you happen to see Chromia, comm me."

"Sure thing." Lancer said as Elita walk on continuing his search for Chromia making his dusty pink figure become smaller and smaller.

Realizing he would get nowhere just aimlessly searching around the base, Elita came to a halt as his processor began to think of places Chromia like to visit and there were only two places he knew Chromia would go to. One was the shooting range and the other one was the armory. Figuring to check the armory first he turn his peds heading straight for the armory now. It didn't take long to come to the armory and place in the code need for door to open.

A beep and hiss came to his audios with the door opening wide giving him a chance to look around for a moment then stepping inside. Walking around his blue topaz optics searched around for the southern blue femme turn mech now. Seeing nothing but guns, ammo, grenades and ect. Elita let out a huff spinning round ready to head out when his optics came to an empty spot on the gun rack caught his attention. Striding over to the empty slot it took just a few minutes for him to figure out who had taken and why.

Heading off to the shooting range with a bit more easily in his spark came to the entrance of the shooting rang picking up the faint sounds of a gun firing off. Pressing the door pad and stepping into the shooting rang room. Elita optics landed on not only Chromia but Arcee standing next to the SIC.

"Whoa wee! You can feel the power coming off this baby! It really getting my engine running now!" Chromia said excitedly readying the gun once again for a other round of shooting.

"And you're holding it up with no trouble to!" Arcee said watching a Chromia took down a couple of targets down.

"Having fun?" Elita asked getting Arcee to jump at his voice while Chromia continued firing.

"Elita, sir, we were just practicing." Arcee said side stepping to allow his commander through.

"You have got to try this, Elita. Before the change, I could barely pick up this gun. But now….this one is quickly becoming my favorite now." Chromia said releasing the clip and placing in a other one.

"Hmm, I can see. But unfortunately we will have to place this on hold. Alpha Trion has agree to give us the extra supplies we need for the science department. Chromia, Arcee, you two will accompany me to the sight were Trion will meet us." Elita said watching as Chromia place down the gun for a moment.

"Dose Alpha Trion knows what happen to us?" Arcee asked brining up his right arm letting his servo to rub his left one feeling a little uneasy at the thought of being seen other than his friends.

"Yes, he does. I have explain to him what has happen to us and how Skyfire will be helping us to return us back to normal…hopefully." Elita said gradually taking in how nervous Arcee had become.

"Hopefully? So there is no guarantee we returned back are normal selves?" Chromia asked leaning against the rail of shooting range.

"Not till Glyph and Greenlight run some test." Elita said wisely not wanting to lie to them or give them false hope.

"But they can…can't they?" Arcee asked fearfully as a seed of worry took hold of his spark. He didn't mind this frame but it build and physique were so unfamiliar and strange it was gnawing at his processor like scraplets crawling under his armor.

"I have faith in both of them that they will find a way soon or later to turn us back into our former selves. Till then we must be patient and have faith; Glyph and Greenlight will not let us down till they know for certain." Elita said placing a covering arm on the younger mech shoulder.

"Well, I don't care if we return back to our former selves or not. Either way, I fine with the outcome as long as I can test this body of mine before returning back." Chromia said lifting the gun up and placing it on his shoulder.

"Glad to see you're taking the change so well." Arcee said a bit of bitterness in his tone.

Chromia rose an optic ridge at Arcee tone, "If you have a problem with this, Arcee. Why don't you say so rather than lash out at me."

"I don't have a problem and I'm not lashing out at you! I just want to know with certainty this problem isn't a long term one that all!" Arcee said gritting his dentals only to be brought out when a servo squeezed his shoulder. Light blue optics look into blue topaz ones seeing the understanding and empathy behind them.

"It will work out, Arcee. Like I said, have faith." Elita said getting the younger mech to calm down a slightly.

"I will…I just want to have some confirmation everything will go back to the way it was. I…I don't know if I can stand to be in this…body for long." Arcee confessed getting his commander and SIC to look at one other sharing a look of concern and worry.

"Hey, now. Don't worry so much over this! It only temporary and if Elita can handle it, so can you and I. Plus, think of all the things we can do will in this bodies! Why, I bet we can have some fun over at…" Chromia started to say when Elita brought up his servo to his audio listening to whoever had comm him.

With a nod and soft acknowledgment Elita turn his face to them, "Skyfire has just arrived. Glyph and Greenlight are out on the docks with Vibes and Flare-up helping them unload the shipment."

"See? Nothing to worry about." Chromia said also placing a heavy servo on Arcee more danced shoulder.

Arcee let out a hefty sigh, "I guess the two you were right. All I need is to have faith our two brilliant scientists will find a way till then I have to put up with this and make do."

"We will get through this together." Elita said giving his younger comrade a smile, "Now, I believe Alpha Trion is waiting for us and so are Glyph and Greenlight. They need their labs back in order if they are to work on a cue for us."

Arcee nodded, "Right. Then let us head out then."

Elita stay behind as Arcee hastily left the room leaving just Chromia and himself behind now. Once the door had close behind Arcee, Chromia place his gun down as an expression of concern come to his face.

"Arcee isn't handling this very well is she…I mean he?" Chromia asked crossing his arms over his chassis now.

"No, he isn't. I should have anticipated this." Elita said worriedly as nasty thought come into his processor. What if Glyph and Greenlight could not change them back? What would they do then? What would Arcee do then?

Chromia optics widen at Elita words, "Expected this? Elita, you may plan for everything from battle plans, to raids to every our daily roster but you cannot predict everything."

"But I should have known not everyone would have been okay with such a drastic change to one body. I myself was lock away for about a week till I had to force myself out knowing I couldn't just leave you and the others alone. Pit, what is going to happen to Arcee if he cannot change back?" Elita required worrying over the other dusky pink mech.

"That will have to be a something we will have to worry about later. Right now, let us have faith and hope that our two resident scientist will find a way. If not…," Chromia could only shake her helm at the problem and the not forthcoming solution.

"Yes let's. For now, we have resources we need to gather and a science department that in need of repairs." Elita said motioning for Chromia to follow him as the two of them left the shooting range and head on out of their hidden base with Arcee.