"So, you find entertainment in watching male organics talk?" Optimus asked me as I watched Tyler Oakley on Youtube.

"It's not how they talk, it's what they talk about and what they do," I explained. "Like, he is doing a competition where he has to try to eat fifty chicken nuggets in twenty minutes, but he fails."

"You like seeing people fail?" Bumblebee asked.

"It's not watching them fail, it's their reaction of their failure," I laughed. "Like, if you lost in a race, I would laugh at your reaction, not that you lost."

"Oh, I forgot," I got on my picture albums and opened my 'TFA' album. "I have pictures of all of you." Crap! I quickly deleted the picture of teenager Sari; she can't see that!

"So, we are all in a television show in your dimension?" Ratchet asked.

"Yep, but the series already had it's end," I told them. "Right now, we are in-between the first and second episodes, in season one."

"How many seasons are there?" Bulkhead asked.

"Three seasons, forty-two episodes total," I said slowly. "It was first aired in 2007, and ended in 2009. I'm from 2013, and I was mesmerized by the first episode. I had no idea that I would live it!"

"But, the year is 2050," Sari sounded confused. "You're from a different dimension AND a different time?"

"I guess," I shrugged. "Good thing my favorite videos are still here! Anyway," I yawned. "Time for this girl to take a nap." I walked over to the corner, laid down and fell asleep for a long time.

~8 am the next day (yes, she slept that long)~

"What?" I mumbled as I slowly got up. "I'm up, I'm up."

"No one's trying to wake you up, Lilly," Sari laughed.

"I know, I was trying to wake myself up," I said, stretching. "What's for breakfast?"

"I brought you a muffin," she handed me a bag. "Blueberry."

"Thanks," I said as I opened the bag and took the muffin out. I took a big bite, then I saw Prowl jump into the building through a hole in the ceiling, and stomp off to his room. "Someone's in a bad mood," I giggled, knowing what he was mad about. "Why is there a huge flat-screen in here?"

"They just wanted to learn more about our culture, so they thought it would help if they could watch what we watch," Sari shrugged.

"Anywho, I'm going to go see Prowl," I said, finishing my muffin (yes, it tasted spectacular!). I walked through a few hallways to his room, where I could hear Optimus talking to him.

"You could have another room, you know," Optimus said. "A room with a roof."

"I like this room," I heard Prowl reply, and I also heard Bumblebee behind me.

"You are very bad at sneaking up on people," I said as I turned around to face 'Bee.

"Hush!" he shushed me. I knew what he was going to do, so I just let him. Hey, I said no messing up the timeline, so I won't!

"Does anyone else smell fried circuitry?" I heard Bumblebee say. "Get it? As in yours!"

I walked into the doorway to see Bumblebee pound on Prowl's head. "Idiot," I smiled as I shook my head. "He will never learn."

"Do you know that for a fact?" Optimus asked me.

"Pretty much."

Prowl got so mad, he jumped up to the highest branch of his tree. "What did I say?" Bumblebee asked.

"Never learns, always oblivious," I laughed.

"Hey!" Bumblebee sounded offended.

"But it's the truth," I broke it to him. "Honey, truth hurts."

We all left Prowl's room and walked into the main room, where everyone was setting up furniture and things. I wouldn't count a rock couch a furniture, but who cares? It's for two-ton robots, so anything that would hold them counts.

"Hey, isn't tonight the night where Sari sleeps over?" I asked Bumblebee.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Really?" I looked at him. "Really?"

"Oh, yeah," he facepalmed. "I forgot."

"I can tell!"

We all just mostly hung out all day, just talking and getting to know eachother. Well, mostly getting to know me and Sari, but still.

Sari left and got back with the stuff for the sleepover sometime around seven at night. She got everyone a sleeping bag, even Bulkhead.

"Can we watch something that WON'T bore us into stasis-lock?" Bumblebee asked as he changed the channel on the TV from the nature channel to some hard rock channel. Prowl got pissed, to say the least. He pounced on Bumblebee, who was talking about him always being about stillness, and smiled.

"You should try it sometime." And with that, he jumped up to some bar on the ceiling.

"Looks like someone forgot to de-frag his hard drive," Bulkhead said.

"Don't get your circuits in a punch, Prowl!" Bumblebee called. "It's just a slammer-party!"

"Slumber party," Sari corrected him. "Also known as the sleepover," she said as she got out the sleeping bags. "It's where a bunch of friends get together and hang out all night long," she explained.

"So, we're suppose to hang this out?" Optimus asked, holding up a small sleeping bag.

"No, you don't 'hang it out', you sleep in it!" Sari giggled. "First rule of a sleepover is; no one sleeps."

"Learning this earth stuff is hard," Bulkhead muttered as he scratchet his head. I looked below him and saw a tiny little robot, the one that was being controlled by Megsy(AKA Megatron). I so wanted to stomp on it, but no messing up the timeline! Luckily, no one noticed it, so so far the timeline is secure, haha.

Bulkhead, being the clumsy mech that he is, tried to get into one of Sari's smaller sleeping bags and shook the ground. I knew what would happen next, so I got out of the way from Prowl so he wouldn't fall on me. Then he fell off of the bar, and hit his butt on the concrete.

"Ouch, I'll bet that hurt," I laughed at him.

"Why didn't you tell me that would happen?" he sounded annoyed.

"I told you that I wouldn't tell you anything," I reminded him. "No messing up the timeline, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember," he grumbled.

"Bulkhead, that's my sleeping bag," Sari told the large mech. "This one's yours!" she unfolded a very large sheet that ended up covering Prowl.

"Oh, no, where'd Prowl go?" I faked being worried as he grumled under the sheet. Then Sari got out Twister. I am a master at Twister, but I wasn't the persons playing it, Bumblebee and Bulkhead were.

"Right hand on green!" Sari said.

"So, this is s strength exercise to boost dexterity?" Optimus tilted his head.

"No, it's a game!" Sari laughed. "Left foot on purple!"

"Hey, Prowl?" Bumblebee said. "You're all about being still, you want in on this action?"

Prowl jumped onto the board and hit every move perfectly, this winning the game in a matter of a few seconds. He jumped back off and walked away. Bulkhead and Bumblebee collapsted, with Bumblebee's face somewhere under Bulkhead.

"Hey, come back!" Bulkhead called. "You won!"

So, that game ended, and the ghost stories started. Sari kept rambling on about an old man ghost story that wasn't scary at ALL, then she plugged her key into something and made it tap Bumblebee on the shoulder, making him shriek so loud.

"Ahhh!" he screamed as the claw held him up in midair.

"Haha, too sweet!" Sari laughed hard. "You should've seen your face, Bumblebee, you scardy-bot!"

"Sari, how are you doing that?" Optimus asked.

"It's my key," she explained. "It can do much more than just heal Autobots." Then the power went out, and Bumblebee shrieked again. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Uh, that wasn't me," Sari said after the power went out.

Everything around us started working, the claws and the assembly line and the crusher, everything. At this point, I just hope I'll live to see tomorrow!

Ratchet and Bumblebee were thrown at the wall while something shot at us. I dodged the bullets as fast as I could, taking Sari with me. Some sort of flame thrower was aimed at Bulkhead and made him fall over. Then another gun got aimed at both of us, and it was too fast. I ran a few feet, but the bullets were catching up to us fast. Optimus grabbed both of us and blocked the bullets with his back. He carried us to another room that wasnt' out of control, and on his way there we bumped into Prowl.

"This party is really getting out of-" he was cut off by Ratchet slamming into him, dodging bullets and lasers. I didn't see the rest, but I didn't need to. I already knew what was going to happen, so I told Sari what was happening. Sari ran out and plugged her key into something, saving Ratchet from some assembly line arms.

" 'bout time you used that thing for something useful," he told her. She smiled, and I ran over to her. The room was kinda on fire, parts of it.

"Stay still!" Prowl ordered. "I could shut this all down if I could get to the control booth!"

He ran a ways towards the booth, then stopped, murmuring, "Stillness, and strike," and repeating the process till he was just a few feet from the control booth. He reached for it when he was attacked by flying bombs. Owww! He got held up by three claws, and he couldn't hardly move. Now was Bumblebee's chance to save the day!

"Bumblebee!" Prowl yelled. "It's up to you now! Remember, stillness!"

Bumblebee had this look of certainty in his optics, and he nodded.

"Bumblebee?" Bulkhead shouted. "We're dead!"

"Shut up, Bulkhead, he can do it!" I yelled at him. "I know it!" I closed my eyes for like minute, and when I opened them again, he did it, just like I said. "Haha, told ya!" Then I looked around, and I got really mad. "I spent hours cleaning this place up, and now it's all wrecked!" I crossed my arms. "Ain't no way I'm cleanin' this place up again, you guys are all on your own."

They kinda got it all cleaned up, then Bumblebee challenged Prowl to Twister. Surprisingly, Bumblebee got better, but Prowl still won.

"I challenge Prowl!" I announced, hopping off of the ledge. "I'm the master at this game!"

"We'll see about that," he said.

"Right hand on orange!" Sari announced. Easy, peasy.

"Left foot on green!" Again, easy.

"Left hand on purple!" Wow, easy steps!

"Right foot on green!" Done

This went on for about half an hour, and I didn't even break a sweat!

"Give up yet, Prowl?" I grinned at him.

"Never," he shook his head. I could tell he was surprised that I made it this long, and I wasn't even tired.

"Left foot on orange!" Sari announced. I got my left foot on the nearest orange, but Prowl fell over!

"Ha!" I shrieked. "I beat the mighty Prowl!"

"How on Cybertron did you beat him?" Bumblebee asked me.

"What can I say?" I shrugged, still smiling. "I'm the Twister master."

"Dude, you're like a human pretzel!" Sari exclaimed.

"I've been told that," I nodded. "You okay, Prowl?"

"Fine," he scoffed.

"Gosh, what got your circuits in a twist?" I asked. "It's just a game."

"Yeah, but it's a game he should be the master at," Bumblebee explained. "How did you get so flexible?"

"I don't know, I was born with it, I guess," I shrugged. "There are people that are double-jointed," I shuddered," and that is gross. I would hate to be double-jointed!"

"I've never met anyone double-jointed," Sari told me.

"Well, I'm tired, so I wanna go to bed," I announced, grabbing my sleeping bag and getting into it. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," everyone told me as I closed my eyes and fell asleep.