There was a thunder storm going on that night. Starscream was fast asleep then heard Swindle's beeping. "What is it Swindle?" Starscream asked. Swindle kept beeping and kicking the door. Starscream placed his hand on the minicon's shoulder and he was trembling. "What you want pout of the room?" Starscream asked as he opened the door. There was huge crack of thunder. Swindle ran out of the room as if someone stuck a needle in his backside. "Swindle get back here," Starscream hissed. But it was too late Swindle ran into my and sproing he jumped on my bed! And that woke everybody up. Then Swindle bowled over Trevor. Swindle sat on top of Trevor panting like had just seen ghost. "Hey guys do you know what a pathological fear is?" I asked. "No," The transformers said. "Well it's a fear that goes beyond regular fears you can't be talked out of it or reasoned out of it." I said. "Oh," They said. Then there was another crack of thunder and Swindle made a run for like the world was going to end. He did the same thing every time there was a crack of thunder. "If you ask me Swindle has pathological fear of thunder storms." I said. Starscream looked worried. "Don't worry the storm will be over soon. And the real Swindle will be back." I told him. And soon it was. Swindle looked at us and asked. "What are you guys doing up in the middle of the night?" Swindle asked. "Oh your fear of thunder storms woke us." Snow cat said. "Oh sorry been afraid of them since I was little I'm sorry." He said. "Don't worry about it." I told him. "Sometimes there is great deal of thunder storms in Maine so we have to make sure he isn't outside when one of them hits because might run away we have to protect him." I said. Everyone agreed.