A/N: I personally love this chapter. It took me a while to figure out where I wanted to go with it, but I got it.

Unicronia laid on top of one of the Lab tables. She had been working on an experiment for a total of 72 hours straight, and quite frankly she was too lazy to go back to her room. She offlined her optics, and relaxed her frame. Pure bliss.

Unfortunately, the bliss only lasted for a total of 3 seconds. The lab door opened, and Wheeljack burst through. "Ratchet said I'm free to work! You gotta admit that last explosion was awesome!"

"Wheeljack," Unicronia sat up. "You have 10 seconds to leave the lab, or I will hunt. You. Down."

Wheeljack slowly backed out. "I'll be back in a couple of hours!" He let out nervous chuckles before sprinting down the hall.

Unicronia nodded to herself, and once again laid back down, and offlined her optics. She quickly started her recharge programs, and fell into stasis.

Wheeljack slowly made his way to the rec room. Nobody wanted to mess with Unicronia when she was recharge deprived. He had seen many a bot fall to the servos of a cranky Unicronia. A shiver ran up his spine. "Not cool. Now what am I supposed to do with my day?"

"Hey! Wheeljack!"

Wheeljack turned to the bot yelling his name. "Ah, Jazz. What can I do for you?"

"Well, ah was wonderin if ya seen Sparks."

"Hmm. No I haven't. Did she disappear?"

"Ah think she ran off with Annabelle, but it's hard ta tell."

"Oh, Is she not answering you?"

Jazz shrugged. "Naw, Ah'll just keep asking around. Thanks!" Jazz waved as he ran off down the hall.

Wheeljack sighed and walked into the rec room. Empty. How could not one bot be in there? Wheeljack unshielded his faceplates, and walked up to the energon dispenser. He was going to ask Unicronia to get some with him, but screw it. He let the energon pour out into an energon cube, then sat down at a small table.

"Who's that mech?"

Wheeljack looked up and saw Mirage, and hound walk in. He could have sworn he was in here alone.

"Ay ay aye! Is that Wheeljack?" Mirage asked. Wheeljack gave a sheepish wave. "Chico! You need to stop hiding your face!"

"He, well you know, walking time bomb, I have to protect what Primus blessed me with!"

Hound and Mirage let out some laughter. "I thought you would be in your lab around this time." Hound commented.

"It's dangerous in there."

"New experiment?"

"No."

"Did something blow up, and cause poisonous gas to go everywhere?"

"No, worse."

"Chico, what could be worse than that?" Mirage sat down on a chair next to Wheeljack.

"Unicronia with no recharge."

"Ah, you mean the new femme. She is muy caliente! Yo interfaz que!"

Wheeljack and Hound just stared at Mirage. "Did you just not only say she was hot, but that you would interface her?" Hound raised an optic ridge.

"Si!"

Wheeljack sighed. "No use. I've been trying to flirt with her for years. She is just so dense. I don't think she knows when somebody is trying to go out on a date with her. I have been unintentionally denied for vorns."

"Have you ever thought that she just doesn't like you, chico?"

"I have, but then she hits me, and I remember that when she hits me, it means she cares."

"I don't think that's what it means." Hound commented.

"Heh, believe me, if you get to know her like I do, you'll wish I was kidding." Wheeljack emptied his energon cube, and snapped his mask closed. "Well, I have to get going. I don't know where, but most likely the med bay."

"Por que?"

"If I blow up, people won't have to move me so far." Wheeljack shrugged and walked out of the rec room.

"I hope he was joking." Hound muttered.

"Probably not."

Ratchet spared the green, red, and white mech a glance as he worked on a glitched out Prowl. "If you explode, I will offline you."

"I know." Wheeljack muttered as he started welding on the small object he was working on.

"I'm serious."

"I know."

"Optimus Prime raped you when you were a sparkling."

"I know."

"WHEELJACK!" Ratchet yelled.

"I know."

Ratchet sighed. "UNICRONIA! PUT YOUR ARMOR BACK ON!"

"WHERE?" Wheeljack dropped his little invention on the ground, and started looking for an armor-less Unicronia.

"Pervert."

"Raaatttcccchhhheettt! That was mean." He whined.

"I was talking to you."

"Huh? You were? I'm sorry. I'm trying to fix this thing so that when I explode it will pull all the soot dust inside. That way I don't have to let my lab air out for a couple of orns."

"Why are you in here? I promised myself I didn't want to know, but I can't take it."

"Unicronia is cranky. She is recharging on one of the lab tables, and if I wake her up, I might offline."

Ratchet sighed. "Doesn't she have her own quarters?"

"She doesn't use them. She likes recharging with her sparklings."

"Sparklings?"

"Her inventions." Wheeljack explained bending over to grab his tiny cube off the ground. Ratchet let out a chuckle as his friend quickly snapped up. "I forgot, she's not in here."

"I don't want to know, Wheeljack."

"Ratchet, what time is it? My internal clock is broke… again."

"It's almost noon." Ratchet answered. "And I'm still not going to fix it."

"Fine, it's just going to have to be 4:44 all the time. You know, the Japanese believe the number four is associated with death, and 4:44 is supposed to be the time of death."

"Get out, Wheeljack."

"Okay." Wheeljack waved as he left the med bay. That was one strange bot.

Wheeljack snuck into his shared lab. He peeked through the door, and immediately spotted "The beast". He slowly tip toed through the lab until he dropped his cube invention from earlier. It bounced three times.

*BANG* Wheeljack's optics widened and looked over to The beast.

*BANG* He flinched back, and got ready to run.

*BANG* The small cube seemed to be bouncing right towards the lab table The beast was laying on.

*RATTLE RATTLE* Frag! It hit the table!

The beast groaned, and shifted position before sitting up. "Wheeljack? What are you doing? How long was I in recharge?"

"Um, about 5 Earth hours."

"Wheeljack! You told me that you were going to wake me up in a couple of hours! Not five!"

"I'm sorry, Unicronia!"

"It's cool. Wanna see what I'm working on?"

"Hmm, sure. "

Unicronia smiled, and pulled herself off the lab table. "Well, you see, I was online looking up books to read to kids, the baby goats, because I wanted to see if you read to a goat if it would learn the earths languages, but all I found was children books. So, I bought the book "The Lorax". I read it, and it seems to be talking about a tree that apparently went extinct. It was called the Truffula tree!"

Unicronia walked over to something covered up by a sheet. "So, as a gift to the humans for allowing me to stay, I created the tree!" Unicrionia pulled the sheet off the tree's. There were three in all. They had long thin tree trunks with fuzzes on the top. Each one was a different color, Pink, Orange, and yellow.

"Wow! I'm sure they'll love it!" Wheeljack smiled.

"I want to chop one down, and see if this Lorax guy comes out!"

"Is that on the list of future experiments?"

"Pit no! Get your own fuzzy guy!" Unicronia yelled grabbing her three trees and walking out of the lab. No doubt going to give her gifts to the humans.

A/N: I love the lorax. That is another reason I'm becoming a genetic engineer. I will genetically engineer a truffula tree. When the movie came out, and Ihop said they were handing out tree seeds I though they meant truffula seeds, so I ran up there, and tried to get one. You can imagine how crushed I was when I found out truffula tree's aren't real. I SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE THINKING THEY WERE!