"Do you have all the supplies?" Megatron asked when Optimus entered the room. His back was to his brother. Optimus placed the five bags on the floor. There was a light by Megatron, and he heard the sound of scraping.

"Are...are you sure this is going to work?"

"Positive. They'll never know the difference, unless they were master chefs or something," Megatron giggled, "And none of them are!"

"Thank you so much for coming Gordon Ramsey," Sam said, leading the famous chef through the hanger, "Optimus and Megatron have worked hard to accomplish this goal, and I'm sure it will mean a lot to them that a master chef has come to taste their cookies."

"Yes, well, thanks for inviting me Samuel. I look forward to tasting their...success," he said, and sat down in a chair, "May I have a glass of water?"

"Yes, of course," Sam went to the fridge to get him a glass of water, while Mikaela went to tell Optimus and Megatron the good news.

Mikaela knocked on the door, "Who is it?"

"Mikaela. We have a surprsie for you," The door opened, just a crack and Optimus' helm appeared.

"What?"

"We have a master chef here to taste your cookies in order for the statement 'Optimus Prime and Megatron can do anything' to be true," Optimus' optics twitched.

"That's....great," he said through clenched teeth, then closed the door. He turned to face Megatron, a look of panic across his face, "We have a big problem."

"What?" Megatron asked, his back to him.

"A master chef is here to taste our cookies," Optimus heard something hit the table.

"Get over here and help me! My plan is going to work!" Optimus hurried over to the table, and soon he began to help Megatron.

"Scraper."

"Icing."

Cookie shaper."

"Blaster."

"I hope Arcee doesn't get mad about us ruining her paint."

"Nah, she never gets mad."

"OW! FRAG I SLICED MY FINGER!"

"Oh shut up, would you??"

Jazz bounded into the room, "Are they ready, are they ready, are they ready?" Ratchet shuffled in after him. Everyone dropped what they were doing and stared. Ironhide's mouth twitched, Arcee's optics went wide, the twins' mouth hung open wide. Mikaela walked into the room.

"Hey. What is everybody..." She dropped her plate, and it crashed, braking into tiny pieces, "What are you wearing Ratchet?!"

In front of them, Ratchet stood wearing a bright yellow unitard with a lime green tutu. On his head was a blond wig with a tiara. Around his vocal processor were colourful beads, bright red, neon orange, fluroscent yellow, lime green, bright blue, and bright purple. Even Chef Ramsay was speechless. Sam covered his mouth, trying to stop from laughing. Jazz had a big grin across his face.

"What do you think, what do you think??" Jazz asked, bouncing on his feet. There room was silent, then someone coughed.

"It's ahh...unique Jazz. Very unique," Sideswipe said, arms crossed, holding back his laughter as his twin Sunstreaker was shaking, "Right Sunny?" Sunstreaker nodded, trying not to burst. The Decepticons had no emotions on their face.

"Megatron will...love it," Blackout said, his voice shaking as he tried not to laugh, "And I'm sure they will be ready soon," Ratchet shuffled out of the room, Jazz following him, bounding as he did. When they had left, everyone burst out laughing.

"DID YOU SEE THE COLOURS?!"

"AND THE UNITARD?!"

The Decepticons were rolling on the floor laughing, clutching their sides. The Autobots were leaning against each other to stop from falling over, and the humans were banging their fists on the table.

"Ok. Last one," Megatron breathed, energon leaking down his helm. He was sweating as the humans called it. Optimus nodded, and wiped his face.

"I can't wait until this bet is over and we win," Megatron nodded, and began working on the last cookie. Optimus was watching over his shoulder. He walked over to the frige and grabbed a bottle of energon, "Do you want some energon Megs?"

"Yeah. Can you put a straw in it too Opt?"

"Blue or red?"

"Red obviously," Optimus brought the energon over, and placed it on the table. Megatron leaned over and took a big sip from his energon, "Ahh that hit the spot right there," Megatron sighed, and put down his tools, "Done!" He looked at Optimus, "You know what this calls for?"

"A victory dance?"

"A victory dance," The two brothers nodded, and began to do the Charlie Brown, "OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH OH YEAH!"

"What...the frag are you doing?" They stopped in mid-Charlie Brown, and saw Ironhide standing in the doorway.

"Uh, victory dance?"

"No. Just no. Come on, we're waiting for the cookies and we want to see you fail," Ironhide said, arms crossed and smiling.

Everyone was sitting down at a large table, with Gordon Ramsay sitting at the head of the table. He had no expression on his face. Megatron and Optimus walked out, holding a platter of cookies. Megatron pushed Optimus forward, "You...you talk," Optimus rolled his optics, and placed the platter down. Gordon Ramsay looked at him.

"Um, today, we present a platter of various flavours of cookies, including chocolate chip, sultana, and white macadamiun nut. Please enjoy these cookies and I hope they are satisfactory," He smiled, and stepped back, standing by Megatron. Gordon Ramsay picked up a sultana cookie, and beagn to examine it.

"Hmm, nice texture," He sniffed it, "Smells like a cookie," He licked it, "Hmm, taste like a cookie, sultanas look cooked as well. Now, it's the ultimate test," He looked at everyone, "The taste test," And with that, he took a bite.