Disclaimer : I don't own it.

Note : Ever heard of the saying 'Saving the best for last'? Well, that's what I'm doing. LOL. That's the only order to how I'm posting the chapters. The ones I think are funnier are still to come. LOL Oh, boy... All I have left done, at the moment, are Family Guy inspired chapters. Hm... I'm considering making them into their own fiction. Agree? Disagree?

hm12345 - Thank you. LOL That was a cute chapter. I'm glad you like it :)

Gillian - Thank you. LOL. I know, the poor bots. What will I put them through next? *Checks upcoming chapters and dies of laughter* Oh Primus!

Starfire201 - I don't MIND the song. I don't like it, but I don't dislike it. I can go either way. I LIKED how I was able to use it. LMAO! Oh trust me, Starscream is GOING to pay! *Snickers evilly*

LOL Yes, I think the Thriller chapter might just be enough to make the Autobots rethink their 'we don't harm humans' policy. LOL The song, again, isn't bad, but oh! The poor Autobots! LMAO

Anna Chan - LOL I take it you liked it then? I'm glad. LOL

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(Normal POV)

Bumblebee straightened up, and groaned a little with a wince as he rubbed at his lower back. The last several hours had been spent helping the other bots move things around, and helping the humans to relocate their wrapped gifts under a large tree in the common room. Not to mention, he and Jolt were the ones to go out and get the tree, let alone set it up.

He rubbed again at a small twinge in his back, before looking around and nodding in satisfaction.

"Looks good, big guy." Sam smirked up at Bee and gave him a thumbs up from Bee's hand where he sat. "And we're finally done decorating the tree! Now..." His smirk grew. "To go find my girl." He patted Bee's thumb, and the little scout hummed quietly with a nod, before bending down to put Sam down, and hissing a little in pain.

"Bumblebee!"

The scout jerked up, just barely managing to keep from crying out in pain as it pulled at his back, and Sam had to cling to his thumb to keep from being sent flying. Spinning around, Bee found Ratchet almost glaring at him.

"What the pit happened to you?" His eyes flashed and his scowl deepened. "Overdoing it again, I see." Shaking his head, he grabbed Bee by the free arm and began dragging him out of the room. "Well, to the med bay with you!"

'But, moooommmm!' The whiny clip earned him a whack on the head.

"Be nice, it's Christmas." Sam scolded, before ducking down when Ratchet shot him a look that told volumes about how much the medibot wished he could throw wrenches at humans. "Never mind."

"I'll meet you there, and don't even think of taking off! I need to drop off a data pad to Prime, and if you make me come and get you, so help me Primus..." Trailing off to a hushed mutter, Ratchet turned and began stalking down another hall.

"Wow, talk about a Grinch!" Sam groaned, causing Bee to give him a questioning look while walking down the hall. "Oh, uh, sorry." He scratched his head and thought a moment. "Google Christmas Grinch." He paused as Bee stopped in the middle of the hall, his eyes dim, then smirked when Bee came back with a choked snicker. "See? All he's lacking is the green body."

And Christmas hat...and poetic way of speaking... He's got the persona down pat. Sam bit his lip to keep from laughing.

Bee continued to snicker and chuckle all the way to the med bay. Plopping Sam on the medical berth, Bee wandered around aimlessly, peeking into a storage room before coming back and hopping onto the berth next to his charge. He sighed a little and reclined back as he relaxed, and Sam scrambled onto his leg.

"Why didn't you say your back was bothering you?"

Bumblebee shrugged a little and tilted his head at Sam.

"Huh." Shaking his head, Sam pointed his finger at Bee, before shaking it. "You're gonna take it easy for the next two days, you hear?" He paused. "Wow, I've been spending far too much time around the Hatchet."

A snicker reached his ears and he looked up as Bee's head shot up, and he just barely ducked an incoming wrench, that hit something behind him with a clatter.

"Hey! Watch it!" Sam cried, ducking down. "Geez, what's with you?" He almost glared at Ratchet, who stood, glaring right back, in the doorway.

"You. Out." He carefully picked up Sam and put him on the ground, before shooing the human out. Then he turned to Bumblebee and pointed at him. "You. Down. Now." He began scanning the scout, as he did as ordered.

(Later)

As Sam walked down the hall towards the med bay, he pursed his lips a little in worry. It had been several hours ago he'd left Bee to the mercy of a grumpier-than-usual Ratchet, and he felt horrible for it. Part of him wondered if Bee was even in one piece anymore, and he hesitated next to the med bay doors.

Then the doors flew open, and he jumped back with a squak of surprise as he watched Bumblebee ducking and running out, an open can of paint in his hands.

He ducked just in time, as a rather large, red and white item came flying out the door and clanged off the opposite wall loudly, drawing the attention of Optimus Prime and Ironhide, who were just down the other side of the hall.

"Bee?" Sam kept low, looking around warily and feel his eyes widen in confused horror as he spotted the thing Bumblebee had ducked. A wrench? A red and white striped wrench?? He raised an eyebrow. "Oh God, I have a feeling I don't wanna know."

Bumblebee jumped to the side of the door and chuckled as he put down the can of paint. The can itself was bare, so Sam couldn't tell what kind of paint was in it, but then Bee lifted him in his hands, and together they peeked around the door.

"Oh my God, Bee!" Sam's jaw dropped, and he yelped as Bee ducked back around the door as another red and white striped wrench came flying out of the room.

Wait.... He paused and frowned a moment as he thought about that. Since when are wrenches...?

"The Christmas Grinch, huh? I'll give you a Grinch! Bah!" Another wrench came flying out, this one catching Optimus between the eyes as he dared peek around the edge. "Sorry Prime."

Ironhide snickered, and then ducked back as Optimus gave him a warning glare. It didn't help he had a nice little dent in his forehead now.

Poor Prime. Sam tried not to laugh at the clueless look on the Autobot leader's face.

Rubbing at his forehead, Optimus frowned at Bumblebee, who was laughing silently at everything. Even Sam couldn't help the chuckles that escaped him by this point. "Grinch?" He frowned. "Why is Ratchet green?"

Sam blinked. Green...? He had a bad feeling.

Ironhide looked around the corner, and ducked back almost warily. "And wearing one of those ridiculous 'Santa' hats?"

The bad feeling grew at that. Sam looked warily up at his guardian, who was trying his hardest to look innocent, but failing miserably.

Suddenly, smirking, Bee pointed down to Sam, who squeaked embarrassingly, before holding up his hands in defence. "Hey! I only mentioned Ratchet reminded me of the Grinch! I didn't tell be to paint him up like one!" He ended up laughing again.

"If I see you in my med bay again..." Ratchet stomped out of the room, glaring at Bumblebee and weiling yet another red and white striped wrench. "I swear I'll..."

He didn't even get a chance to finish before Bee was hurrying down theh all with his human charge, shaking from laughter, looking back, and squeaking as he ducked under another candy wrench, laughing all the harder. sam was clinging to Bee's thumb for dear life, the image of the green medibot with the red Santa hat and the candy cane wrenches etched into his mind.

Behind them, Ratchet shot a warning look at the two other mechs, who looked like they were trying not to laugh. Then he stomped back into his med bay. "Bah! Humbug!"

Retreating carefully down the hall, ironhide turned to Optimus with a frown. "Isn't that Scrooge?" He then yelped and stumbled forward, as a resounding clang filled the hall. Turning, he rubbed at his head and caught sight of the glare of the green medibot.

Pulling his weapons specialist by the arm, Optimus ducked around the corner, and then doubled over laughing. "Grinch, Scrooge. They are both the same thing, I believe." He snickered again, before walking off, leaving Ironhide to rub at his head and follow along with a grumble.

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