The next morning, we drove over to the place that I knew we could easily meet up with the next three Transformers. Due to his fear of organics being cured last night, Grandus kindly gave me a ride, with Techhound and Tutorbot being stored in the back in their alt modes, arguing all the way.

"Ugh, Techhound! Quit breathing on me! You're breath smells like garbage!"

"Well so-rry! It's not my fault that I have good tastes!"

"Good tastes!? You scarfed down a bowl of Garbage-Os! Those CAN'T be healthy!"

"They're part of a complete breakfast for protoforms!"

"Well, you sure are acting like one right now!"

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" Grandus suddenly yelled out of his radio, startling not only Tutorbot and Techhound, but me as well. It was a good thing, too. If he didn't we would have almost missed the stop.

"Okay, you guys." I said. "We're here."

As soon as Grandus made the stop, and I got out, I watched as everyone else transformed before I laid down a few rules.

"I'm going to want you guys to know a few things about these guys before you jump to conclusions." I said, as we started to walk. "Don't let their symbols fool you. They're pretty nice guys. Oh, and if they try to flirt with you Flareup, PLEASE don't smack them. And Tracks, they MIGHT tease you. But it's probably the oil that influences that."

"They sound pleasant." Rattletrap sarcastically said, while Tutorbot just shook his head in exasperation.

"They really are!" I said. "At times."

"I like them!" Wreck-Gar cheerfully added.

"You've only met one of them." Sari pointed out.

"Yeah…But I don't have to know someone to like them!" Wreck-Gar said, making Techhound giggle a little.

"Whatever." I said, trying to hide the smile on my face, then called out. "Yo! Scrap! Mix! D.B.! It's Amy!"

At first, nothing happened, but suddenly, the faint sound of tires was heard, and I saw an excavator, a cement truck, and a forklift drive in from the old construction site. They each shared the same purple and neon green color scheme, and the forklift was in the front. I knew all three. Wreck-Gar knew one. Sari had some interaction with two of them when she was younger. Some people found them annoying. Others thought they were a threat. I simply knew them as three of my friends: the Constructicons.

"Yay!" I cheered, smiling as they transformed. "You're here!"

"D-Decepticons!" Rattletrap stuttered out, starting to cower at the two large figures and small one that cast shadows on the others.

"Evasive maneuvers!" Flareup called out, as I heard some strange noises coming from behind me, and the next thing I knew, Flareup had a large blaster, Rattletrap had a set of laser guns, Tracks had rocket launchers attached to his hood, and Grandus' satellites were starting to glow. This could mean only one thing: they automatically found a threat in the Constructicons.

"WAIT!" I yelled, getting in the path between the weapons and the slightly-confused construction vehicles. "Don't shoot! They're on our side!

"But…they're Decepticons…" Rattletrap said, slightly lowering his weapons, while raising his eyebrow in confusion.

"Yeah…but they're nice!" I said, as an awkward silence was created. Then…laughter? Yeah! The four that were about to attack my friends were LAUGHING at my idea!

"A-a nice Decepticon?!" Rattletrap wheezed out, trying to compose himself.

"That's the silliest thing I've EVER heard of!" Grandus cracked up. The ground started to tremor, and he landed on his bumper, clutching his stomach.

"But…it's true…" I said, upset that they doubted me.

"Look, ya mooks!" Dirt Boss suddenly said, breaking up the hilarity, and turning it into a slightly threatening mood. "If ya ain't gonna do anything but laugh at us, then you'd best be leaving!"

"No!" I yelled, finally having my last straw broken. "I will NOT have this happen! I don't want my friends to be fighting!"

I suddenly started to run off to the gymnasium, as I heard metallic clanking following me. I knew at least one of them was running after me, but I didn't care. I ran as fast and as far as I could, despite the fact my real leg was getting very tired. Finally, I couldn't make it anymore. I finally fell down in exhaustion. When I slowly lifted my head to see how far I went, I could only faintly see a few blurry visions, and then everything went dark…

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"N-no…I-I won't…let this happen..."

I suddenly jerked my entire body up. I was no longer in the construction site. Instead, I was in my bed. I was breathing heavily, and my pillow was drenched with sweat. Standing at the edge of my bed was Techhound. On top of her head was a very tiny nurse hat. In fact, it looked like the one that was in my old costume bin. Shrugging that off, I asked her the number one thing that was on my mind:

"Techhound? What's going on? How did I get back at the base?"

"Well, when you passed out, there was a little argument." She explained.

"An argument? About what?"

"The Constructicons were arguing with the others about who should end up helping you. When they realized they all cared enough about you, they agreed to work together. Oh, and if the Constructicons ask if you've seen any oil or Hot Rod magazines around the base, just ignore them."

"Um…okay…"

"Come on out." Techhound said, as I climbed out of my bed, and into Techhound's open servo. "Everyone wants to know that you're okay."

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When we walked into the main room, everyone stopped what they were doing. Everything seemed to be going well, and everyone seemed to be getting along with each other. Everyone was doing something fun. Except for Dirt Boss. He was sulking around in the corner, like he usually did when I went over to the construction site.

Scrapper, Mixmaster, Tracks, and Flareup had gotten into a poker game, and by the looks of it, it seemed that Flareup was winning.

Wreck-Gar was doodling on the wall. How come he can do that and when I did it when I was five, I got a time out?

Tutorbot was working on…some sort of device. I don't even want to think about what he was trying to build.

But, the thing that caught my eye the most is what Sari, Grandus, and Rattletrap were about to do. They had set up the Wii to play a DS WiFi-connection Pokémon battle. Realizing that they couldn't play with only three, I motioned for Techhound to let me down. Doing so, I rushed over to the stone slab being used as a couch and climbed onto Grandus' leg to get up.

"Hey, you guys need a fourth player?" I asked, eagerly hoping they'd say yes.

"Can't play with three on this game, now can we?" Sari said, reaching out for the final DS.

"Great!" I said, as I turned it on and selected my lucky Pokémon. Siding on the red corner with Sari, the teams were selected: Oddish and Cherrim vs. Ratatta and Snorlax. I was just about to use PoisonPowder on Rattletrap's Pokémon, when a loud metallic crash came from outside, shocking everyone (including Dirt Boss). Rushing out of the base, we went to see what made the noise. Anyone that had them turned on their headlights to see better. I bet we all wished we didn't. Lying down, with major damage taken was one of the Dinobots!