"Are we there yet?" Smokescreen whined.

"No." Chromia replied.

"...are we there yet?" Smokescreen repeated.

"No." Arcee answered.

"...are we there ye-"

"NO!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"Shut up Smokescreen! When we get there we'll let you know!" Wheeljack exclaimed.

Smokescreen merely groaned and continued to drag his pedes forward pathetically.

"Come on! Keep your chin up Smokescreen! I'm sure we're almost there!" Miko told him, who was sitting up on Bulkhead's shoulder.

"Easy for you guys to say! You're not walking! None of the real kids are walking!" Smokescreen complained pointing to Hot Rod who had actually fallen into recharge on Wheeljack's back.

"Yeah well, they wouldn't be able to keep up anyways." Chromia replied.

"How do you know?" Miko demanded.

"Oh, did you wanna get down from there and see?" Chromia challenged.

"Pfft...no." Miko replied.

Chromia smirked. "I thought as much, now pipe down and sit back."

"Chromia." Elita spoke. "How long do you think we're gonna be stuck like this?"

"Either until we meet the Trickster's demands, or he fragging turns us back already!" Bulkhead exclaimed.

"Yeah...I can only imagine how Magnus'll react to this." Smokescreen replied.

The younglings continued their walk for another 45 minutes before the shining city was mere steps away.

"Ah! Home sweet home!" Smokescreen groaned as he fell to his knees and ventilated heavily.

"It...has FOREVER since we've seen you dearest Iacon!" Smokescreen continued.

"Smokescreen shut up. You're makin' a scene." Bulkhead groaned as he too collapsed onto his aft.

"I couldn't care less right now. I'm tired as frag!" Smokescreen exclaimed, causing several people to turn their helms at them.

"Smokescreen! Watch yourself! There are younglings around!" Chromia hissed.

"Sorry." Smokescreen replied.

"Now come on get up. We have to get Hot Rod back to his group and then get to the council building." Chromia spoke.

"Gimme like...two seconds." Smokescreen requested.

"One...two. Let's go!" Chromia exclaimed as she took hold of one of Smokescreen's doorwings and began dragging his aft along the street.

"Hey! Hey Chromia! Lemme go!" Smokescreen shouted.

"You'd better walk then." Chromia threatened.

"Yeah yeah I will sheesh." Smokescreen replied.

"Jeez. Chromia's actin' like she's our carrier." Bulkhead commented.

"Yeah, she was a lot like that when we were growing up. She was always looking after us since we lived together with no adult supervision, and making sure to bust our afts if we did anything out of line." Elita replied. "Motherly."

"More like bossy if you ask me." Wheeljack spoke.

Elita shrugged as Chromia clapped her servos together.

"Come on guys. We'd better get going." Chromia proclaimed as she turned around and continued to walk on.

They had found Hot Rod's youngling group and returned him to them. Elita was also sure to give Hot Shot a very loud berating for what he made his brother do. However, it looked quite odd, since now she stood several heads below the youngling.

"What kind of brother are you?" She demanded.

"Why? It was just a joke. He didn't have to go." Hot Shot replied.

"But he went and you didn't stop him!" Elita continued.

"Oh yeah? Well what were you doing out there?" Hot Shot retorted.

"I was sent out to look for him!" Elita answered.

"You're just a youngling like me!" Hot Shot replied.

Elita scowled and stomped her pede on the ground.

"That doesn't matter. You're gonna get in trouble Hot Shot!" Elita shouted.

"So what? What are you gonna do about it?" Hot Shot challenged.

"I'm gonna tell Prowl." Elita concluded as she turned her back to the youngling and began walking off with the other members of Team Prime.

Hot Shot stood there for a few moments he gasped.

"W-wait! Don't go doin' something like that!" He shouted, but it was to no one, as the younglings of Team Prime had already left.

The younglings continued their walk through Iacon until they came to the council building.

"C'mon. We're like, halfway there already." Arcee proclaimed encouragingly.

They walked into the large halls and were quite surprised to find that no one was in the halls.

"Where is everyone?" Bumblebee wondered.

His companions all shrugged as they continued on to the council meeting room. They were surprised to find that all of the councilmen were there, and they were all crowding around the spot where Ultra Magnus should have been sitting.

"Um...councilmen?" Chromia spoke as they entered the room.

Prowl turned around to face them.

"What are you younglings doing here?" He asked in an uncharacteristically frantic manner. "All of you had better go back to your groups now."

"Uh hah, yeah, see, we can't." Wheeljack said.

"Why not?" Prowl asked.

Elita stepped forward.

"Prowl...it's us. The members of Team Prime." Elita spoke.

Prowl blinked several times before taking a small step back.

"So, this...whatever it is, happened to you lot as well?" Prowl gasped incredulously.

"Wait...what do you mean by "as well"?" Chromia questioned.

Prowl motioned towards the group of younglings to follow him, and he opened a path through his fellow councilmen so they could see what he was talking about.

They squeezed themselves through and there was a collective gasp when they saw a fairly tall light blue and red mechling sitting in the Head Councilman's chair. His large shoulder plating was practically nonexistent and no longer towered over the other Autobots, however, it didn't take much to figure out who this youngling was. His large round optics were wide with shock as he looked up at the taller mechs surrounding him.

"Wha-Ultra Magnus. Is that you?" Bulkhead asked.

The youngling in the seat looked towards Bulkhead. He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't seem to find the words, so instead he merely nodded.

Team Prime was quite taken aback at the commander's reaction to his transformation. They had never seen him at a loss for words like he was now.

They were about to continue speaking before the doors behind the group of younglings and adults alike flew open and slammed against the walls beside them.

It was a bright, and shining red youngling that stood in the doorway. He looked absolutely terrified, and frantic.

"What the frag just happened?"

Well look who else just joined the party!

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