Leo personally found the experience very strange, but in a good way.

Bumblebee had slept throughout the night and Leo was hungry.

He didn't want to sound ungrateful, in fact, he had the best night of his entire life.

It seemed so peaceful, maybe...maybe that how babies felt before being born.

Safe, snug, secure within their mother's womb, hearing mom, sounds and......

*yawn*

He heard a loud mechanical rumble.

Bumblebee was up and about, refreshed from his recharge.

Leo then heard a strange noise, which he recognised as gulping, then....

PLONK!

SLOK!

Several large packages fell into the small space.

Judy and Ron Witwicky, awakened by the racket, saw this and Judy summed up that Bumblebee had swallowed something that was meant for them.

And viola! Different food stuffs were inside the mystery packages.

Ham sarmies, a bowl of stew.....

Everything carefully packaged and put inside the presents.

Strange scuffing noises were heard, which meant that Bumblebee had begun to rub his fuel tank.

Sam, also awake, then grabbed a sarmie and proceeded to devour it.

"You ok? You're not hungry, are you? "

"No Sam, I'm not. However, if I do accidently digest you, I'll have my cannons named in honour of my friends."

Mikela smiled at the humour in Bumblebee's voice.

"So what are we up to today?"

"Oh well Ratchet is going to scan us all and then we'll...."

CLANG!

BONG!

"HEY OWCH!"

"Who's that?"

Sam was a little confused, then he recognised the voice: Sunstreaker.

"What's going on here?" Optimus. Check.

Hearing Bumblebee explain gave Sam some peace of mind.

Snuggling back into slumber, Sam failed to hear what Optimus was saying.....

***

"WHAT?!" thundered Ironhide.

"Is it..it true Optimus sir?"

"I'm afraid so. It would seem that the storm has done it's worst for now, so maybe we could relieve our......"

BONG!

"Absolutely not, Optimus! Do realise HOW we get them out??"

Everyone turned to Ratchet.

Then, realisation set in and everyone wasn't too happy about it.

Loudly, they protested.

"No way in the Pit man!"

"Mute it Jazz!"

"Excuse me....."

"Soundwave agrees with comrade Jazz...."

"EXCUSE ME!"

Facing Bumblebee, Optimus furrowed optic ridges in confusion.

"Youngling? Do you have something to say?"

"Well, we need to hear what our human and Drakgon allies have to say in the matter.

Also, I do not really....want them to get out so soon."

"Ah." The light of understanding crossed Optimus's face-plates.

All the mechs awkwardly shifted their feet and seemed very interested in the floor all of a sudden.

Optimus then soothingly rumbled his reply.

"Well, they did mention a thunderstorm was coming tonight."

All roared out their approval.

***

Ironhide shifted the door shut.

He breathed heavily, panting in excitement.

Not that he wanted the Lennoxs to know it, but.....he loved the feeling of them inside his tank.

Oh, if the others found out, they'd say he had become soft.

"Hey Ironhide, would you mind explaining what just happened?"

William's voice jerked him back to reality.

Slowly he recounted the experience.

Silence met his story.

"Lennox?"

"Well, I just wanted to say...thank you for everything."

Ironhide glowed with pride, happiness and joy.

***

Everyone on base , including the Transformers's "victims", prepared for what Drakgons referred to as "the false death". Humans knew it as hibernation.

Transformers called it "temporary stasis" when if fact, they were very much online and functioning.

All the humans snuggled up inside their chosen mech's "stomach"(fuel tank), while said mech(s) swallowed HUGE packages of long-lasting food and other necessary supplies for the humans.

The Drakgons were in charge of "helping" the Transformers.

Being inside them was a little bit difficult, but they got around it.(hee-hee)

The lists of "Need and Not Need" were tedious, but necessary.

Wheeljack said his expanded fuel tank was slightly in the way, but he coped.

When the Transformers heard they'd all share a room together and perhaps recharge berths, that's where a royal screw-up nearly took place.

Only Soundwave, Shockwave, Jazz and Ratchet were able to calm every robot down.

Then the lists were read.

Shockwave and Soundwave were to share a room, but not a berth.

Everyone allowed a sigh/glitch of relief.

Ironhide, Chromia, Ratchet , Skids, Mudflap, Sunstreaker and Sideswipe shared one room, with Mudflap protesting violently, saying he couldn't recharge "alon' side some psycho mech woulda pop ya an ass whoopin' fer scratching his paint."

Skids agreed.

Red Alert, Hoist, Wheeljack and Arcee were to share a room with Bonecrusher , Barricade, Starscream, Grindor ,Jazz and Flareup.

Hound, Long Haul, Blackout and Bumblebee shared the second last room.

That left Optimus and Megatron.

Both brothers were slightly uncomfortable, then Wheeljack came back from preparing his recharge berth and told them he had found some "hiccups" in the planning.

Actually, there were quite a lot of problems.

The roofs leaked, the floors were infirm, many of the doors required repairs and also the recharge berths were very unstable.

Optimus communicated with Aurora on the problems and got a somewhat ,erm, uncomfortable solution.

Every mech and femme was to share Optimus and Megatron's room.

But she then shed light on the plan, explaining how grass snakes shared space in the winter and it made sense.

But then , embrassed, he didn't want to botch it, so he explained it to all the mechs.

Also, later, he heard said mechs conversing with their tanks's "occupants".

The vote was unanimous.