"Hey guys, good to see you all but why did you have to-" Miko drowned out at the sight halting mid way and causing Raf and Jack to practically ram into her, like a Disney movie type ram. yet the bright and energetic teenager did not move an inch. Instead her large hazel eyes bore into the current predicament the Prime, Wrecker and medic were in.

"Ow! Miko, I told you not to do that again!" Huffed Jack as he rubbed his head, coal black hair falling in front of his stormy eyes. She had been growing lately and her head reached up to Jacks nose now, Jack didn't like that, she would tease him all the time about being small.

"Yeah, it's not funny!" Protested Raf in agreement.

"Maybe the first time when you did it to Raf-""-Hey!-""-but not the sixth time!

"Miko?"

"Miko? Woah...um, guys care to explain all...this, please?!"exclaimed Jack

The newly named 'this' was Ratchet laid on one of the medical berths, wrenches of all shapes and sizes wedged into different but all painful joints of his armor, out. Cold. In fact, the only reason how you would know he was alive was by a particular wrench that moved and shuddered as his engine cooled in his...forced, recharge.

Wheeljack, however was the least painful looking of the duo, it still made the human males wince. His injury included a LOT of ice packs and frozen peas.

But that wasn't the case of how weird 'this' was, it was in fact Arcee, who was chained up by the waist by linked cyber-cuffs and attached to the Primes ped and grinning madly as if she were a child who was profondly proud of themselves. She had laid herself out like a rug, the front of her chassis on the floor while her winglets flicked too and fro'. Her arms and legs her spread out, moving up and down like she were making a snow angel.

Optimus looked down at their charges, then at Arcee, back to the kids and then replied bluntly"she's drugged." Before looking down at her again.

"Drugged?! As in, laughing gas drugged?!" Stammered Jack.

The prime pondered the meaning of this 'laughing gas' before replying

"Yes, Jack but it was for the right reason, you see Ratchet and Wheeljack made an...accident which caused Arcee to become, enraged so we had to drug her. The affects are..amusing."

Jack looked straight at the femme on the floor, who was currently inspecting her digits as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. Jack noted that her optics were unusually large which caused Arcee to look, cute. The puppy kind of cute.

"Arcee?" The young human tested, his voice nervous.

Huge lavender optics shot towards him and suddenly a huge smile plastered her faceplates

"Woah, Arcee smiling that much is actually...creepy." Miko commented

Jack ignored the punk teen as he approached his guardian.

Arcee took a deep breath, staring at Miko with as much of a serious expression as she could muster, which wasn't a lot as her facial wires weren't quick enough to register.

"I'm not creepy! I'm Arcee!" She exclaimed proudly kneeling up and putting her hands on her hips, only for her to fall back down on her face, she laughed.

Silence.

"Woah." Was all Miko could say

...

"Hey...do you guys know how kinky that looks?"

Wheeljack was awake.

AN: thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! Now would anyone like me to continue this story as one-shot stories with a drugged Arcee and porcupine Ratch? Tell me and I will!