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"Bumblebee?" I asked. "Could you please take me to the bathroom facilities? I've been holding it in since I left Prowl's office."

"Yes." Bumblebee answered, knowing full well lubricating was going to come despite having to hold it for so long. Arriving at one of the human facilities, he lowered his servo and I rushed off into the bathroom.

When I emerged, Bumblebee waited patiently. "Ready?"

I nodded and climbed into his pro-offered servo. "So, what's on today's agenda?" I asked.

"You'll see." Bumblebee said. "It's a surprise."

"I hate surprises." I groaned.

"You'll love this one." Bumblebee said, overhearing me. "I promise."

I shrugged. "I just don't like surprises. The last surprise I had was around Christmastime and there were these little critters in my stocking." I shivered. "It was disgusting. Took a while for my parents to get rid of them."

"No critters." Bumblebee said.

"Good. Cause if there are, every single rob-cybertronian's gonna think you broke me."

Bumblebee chuckled. "I'll make sure you aren't broken. If I do break you, Ratchet will weld my helm to the ceiling."

I looked at him and asked, "Seriously? He'll do that? Even humans?"

"Not to you. I've seen him do it to Sideswipe and Sunstreaker before."

"Bet it wasn't pretty?"

"No. Those two pulled a prank on Ratchet."

"Great! What'd we get ourselves into?"

"Prowl's not that way. He won't weld our helms to the wall."

"Good. I don't want to get my head or helm nailed to the wall. Can you imagine how gruesome that'd be?"

"No."

Bumblebee stopped in front of his door and walked into his room. He walked into a huge living room with a huge television. "So, do you like video games?"

"Before the take over? Yes."

Bumblebee produced a bunch of disks. "Let's roll."

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Ironhide growled when he saw Lennox's daughter, Annabelle up to no good. He was usually a tolerant Mech toward younglings and sparklings, but recently, he wasn't up to her acts of mischief. "Annabelle Lennox!" He scolded.

The youngling looked at him with a glint in her eyes. "What?"

"Stop what you're doing." Ironhide said.

The youngling stared at him. "What? I wasn't doin' anything."

"Yes you were. Don't make me have to tell your father you're up to something bad."

Annabelle huffed. "I'm not up to-"

Ironhide crossed his arms against his massive chest. "Annabelle." He warned.

"All right! All right! I'm sorry." Annabelle stomped away.

Ironhide watched as she disappeared from his optics. "Younglings." He said, shaking his helm and went to find Lennox. Several humans eyed him warily. Then two humans saw him and one of them, a man, became red faced and angry. He marched over to Ironhide as the female yelled, "No! Don't go over there to that robot! Lennox said he'd find Joyce."

Ironhide paused when he heard that name. He had guarded and taken care of Joyce when she was cold and scared. He turned to the red faced man. "Mr Miller?" Both humans stopped in their tracks.

"What'd you do to our daughter?!"

Ironhide shook his helm. "I watched over your daughter as she slept." He said.

Both humans looked shocked. "You did? Is she okay? Still alive?"

"Yes. They do not kill their 'guests'."

"You said 'guests'. How many are there?"

"Only one. Your daughter. The rest were killed by accident."

Both humans' seemed to falter. "All of them except for Joyce?" Miller asked.

"Joyce is perfectly safe now. She's, at this time, with Bumblebee. Another trusty friend of mine."

"Bumblebee?" Miller asked. "That friendly young scout that Sam Witwicky's been talking about all this time?"

"The very one. Don't worry. We'll get your daughter as soon as Megatron gets here. Meanwhile, relax. Have you seen Major Lennox?"

"Yeah. He's in the Council chambers." Miller gestured down the hall they left. "Thanks, robot."

"Ironhide." Ironhide said.

"Huh?" Miller asked.

"The name's Ironhide."

"I'm Robert and this is Tamela." Robert introduced. "Would've been nice to meet you in different circumstances."

"That's fine. I'll be around if you need questions answered about the Autocons."

Ironhide left the two humans behind as he walked down the hallway to the council chambers.

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"What a strange name for an Autocon." Tamela mused.

"I don't think he's an Autocon." Robert said. "Ironhide. I wonder if his armor's tough as iron to gain a name like that."

"I can hear you." Ironhide's voice said from down the hall. Both humans jumped. They had forgotten the enhanced audios of them.

Ironhide's blue optics could be seen and he said, "I'm not an Autocon. I'm a Autobot. Never will I be an Autocon. My insignia'll be changed as soon as Prime's rule is over. Now excuse me, please."

Robert and Tamela waited until he turned the corner and then they looked at each other. "An Autobot's better than a Autocon, right?" Robert answered.

"What's the difference? They're all the same species. They're all cybertronian." Tamela said.

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