A/N: I was in the middle of updating my live journal page, and then all of a sudden I started typing this chapter. So I erased the journal entry and continued writing!

"Pri Pri, are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Calm down Uni. What's the worst they can do, throw us in the brig? HA! I invented the brig!"

"But don't you think this is going a little too far?"

Primus huffed while going through all of Optimus Prime's things. "Then why are you still here looking for the key with me?"

Unicron was shuffling through Optimus' desk. "Because I'm stupid, and must have some kind of glitch."

"Haha! You do! Me!" Primus popped open a previous locked drawer inside of a filing cabnet and started digging through it. "FOUND IT!" Primus grabbed a small flat silver rectangular object, and ran to the room where Jazz put the toaster.

"Thank Primus!"

"You're welcome!" Primus yelled as she unlocked the door and ran inside. "Empty."

"WHAT!"

"It's fragging empty! Did they throw it away after we told them it wasn't real?"

"What if they gave it to the humans?" Unicron thought about it for a minute. "That would not turn out good. Cybertronian toast? Ew.."

"I found a map. We'll check in all the human lodges, and kitchen areas." Primus sent the map to Unicron. "Got it?"

"Yeah I guess."

Unicron walked down a huge hallway that led to a "mess hall", whatever that was. He could only imagine. Primus said it was a place where human soldiers ate, but it sounded like they ate off a dirty floor to him. Disgusting.

Unicron finally found the mess hall, and was surprised by how clean it was. There were a few soldiers inside despite how late it was. Almost 1 A.M human time.

"Hey!" An angry voice came from by his pede. Unicron glanced down to see a female human clad in the standard Army uniform.

"Yes?" He asked.

The femme developed a deep frown, and looked up at him. "You're that Unicorn guy, right?"

"Unicron. My designation is Unicron."

"Yeah, whatever. This bot named Hound told me stories about a horrible mech named Unicorn. Is that you?"

"My designation is Unicron!"

"Are you the big bad guy or not, Unicorn?"

Unicron huffed. "I am not a bad guy. Those are all rumors spread by Primus!" To think those old rumors made it all the way to the planet Earth!

"I heard he was supposed to be bigger than the planet Cybertron."

"Me and Primus are originally bigger than Cybertron. At the moment our forms are that of an average sized mech or femme. We are after all a type of god."

The femme raised an 'eyebrow' "I thought you were a type of demon, Unicorn."

That was it. "I AM NO DEMON, AND THE DESIGNATION IS UNICRON. ALL I WANT TO KNOW IS IF YOU HAVE RECENTLY COME TO OBTAIN A NEW FRAGGING TOASTER!"

The femme stood there looking up at him in shock. "I guess those weren't just rumors, huh, Mr. Unicorn." The femme smiled up at him.

"Do I look like I have a magical horn on the top of my fragging helm?"

"Ok, Ok, sheesh I was just playin' around with ya, Mr. Unicron." The femme laughed and hit his pede. "The names Mercedes, but everybody just calls me maremare."

"Did you came into the possession of a new toaster today, Mercedes?"

"Hmm, well we did, but that Wheeljack mech took off with it already."

Unicron's optics brightened. "FRAG IT!"

Primus smiled as she went down the hall. She decided to go to the medic instead of going to places swarming with humans.

"Yoohoo! Mr. Ratchet!"

"What!" The medic was putting away tools, and cleaning his Med bay.

"That toaster that you guys thought was the Allspark, what happened to it?"

"Just by asking that question makes you sound suspicious, all mighty glitch."

Primus frowned. "I want to examine it. There could be Allspark energy trapped inside, not just Allspark radiation."

Ratchet looked at Primus for a minute. "Why would you think that?"

"Well let's just say that the energy in the 'toaster' was a little too strong to be radiation, but too weak to be the Allspark."

"As far as I know Wheeljack somehow got his servos on –" Before Ratchet could even finish Primus had ran out of the room.

"Stupid glitch."

Wheeljack was happily playing with his new Allspark radiated toaster. Poking, Prodding, and trying to disassemble it. He was about to put his human sized screw driver to work when his lab door flew open.

"STOP!"

Wheeljack quickly turned around at took a long look at the two bots who disrupted him. Unicron and Primus stood in the doorway of his lab with their servos held out.

"Yes?"

"We came to take that toaster!" Primus shouted running up, and grabbing the toaster.

"Well, sure, I guess." Wheeljack shrugged he was getting bored with it anyways.

"Seriously?" Unicron asked as Primus was already heading out the door.

"Yeah."

"Cool." Unicron followed Primus to the door way. "Thanks."

*BOOM*

Primus stood in the doorway holding what was the Allspark, but now was just a small heap of charred metal. She slowly turned to face the engineer. "I'll offline you." She mumbled between clenched denta. "I'LL OFFLINE YOU RIGHT NOW! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU JUST BLEW UP!"

Unicron stared wide opticted at the piece of metal. Wheeljack was really going to offline. He didn't know if anything could save him now.

Wheeljack backed away until he ran into his work station. "I-I-I'm s-s-s-orrry!"

"What's going on here?"

Unicron stared at the leader of the Autobots. "Well I can tell you what is about to happen." Optimus nodded at him to continue. "Well, Pri Pri is going to offline Wheeljack, but then she will bring him back, and offline him again. Then she is probably going to massacre every bot on this base who let wheeljack walk by with the toaster."

Primus kept walking towards Wheeljack. "I'll offline you. Of course it will be slowly, and very painful!~"

"Optimus! Help!"

"Primus! Please explain what is going on!"

Primus snapped to Optimus. "What's going on? What's. Going. On? Oh, I'll tell you! HE DESTROYED THE ALLSPARK!"

"WHAT?" Wheeljack yelled.

Ratchet came out from behind Prime. "I knew you were a screw up, Wheeljack, but I didn't know just how much of a screw up."