A/N: If you have never played the mind game it is a game where you say a word, and then the next word that comes to mind, and the next word, and so on. It's suppose to be a good technique for going to sleep. Never works for me.

Unicronia stared at the closet door. She began making faces, and sticking out her glossa. Wheeljack sat at his lab table staring at her. She quickly turned and began wiggling her aft. Wheeljack sighed. "Alight. I give. What are you doing?"

Unicronia stared at him. "Ratchet told me to tease Sideswipe." Wheeljack smiled, and nodded for her to continue. She began more strange faces, and finally she stopped. "He's really quiet for a bot that is locked in a closet."

"He's not in there." Wheeljack smirked.

"What?"

"Prowl came and got him after I got back from taking you to Ratchet."

"So I have been standing in front of an empty closet doing weird stuff for no reason?"

Wheeljack nodded. "Yep."

Unicronia walked over to her lab table. "Fair enough. Did you know dogs really don't talk?"

Wheeljack froze. "You don't say?"

"Yeah, Ratchet told me."

Wheeljack stood up. "I've been caught."

"Yes, you have."

Wheeljack smiled. "Oh well."

"I just finished the dog, so, what do you want to do?"

Wheeljack smiled. "I have an invention to test."

Unicronia stood up and walked over to his work station. "What does it do?"

"Well, I lost my prototype for my phaser."

"You mean the thing that allows bots to walk through solid objects?"

Wheeljack nodded. "Yep. I lost it, and so I started working on my new one. You know how the last one had issues."

Unicronia smiled at the memory of Wheeljack's servo being stuck in the wall. "Yeah."

"Well, I think I fixed it."

Unicronia smiled. "Let me see it. I'll test it."

Wheeljack passed it over to Unicronia. It attached to her chassis with claw like attachments. Unicronia smiled, and Wheeljack activated it. Unicronia immediately fell through the floor. Wheeljack stared at where Unicronia used to be. "Do we have a basement?"

"Oof!" Unicronia landed on the ground with a thud. She looked around at the group of bots staring at her. "D-Do I know you guys?"

One shook their helm. "No."

Unicronia nodded. "A-Alright then. Is there an exit?"

The same bot pointed to a giant set of stairs. Unicronia nodded again. "Well, thank you." She slowly made her way up the stairs, and exited in front of the Rec room. "I always thought that door was a closet."

"Unicronia?"

Unicronia looked to her left. Arcee stood there giving her a strange look. "Arcee."

"Did you just walk out of that closet?"

"I don't think it's a closet."

Arcee gave her a concerned look. "I think I'll just take you to Ratchet."

"No. I really don't think that's a closet."

"No, you really need to go see Ratchet. What's attached to your chassis?"

"A phaser."

"A what?"

"Wheeljack made it. I'm testing it."

Arcee nodded, and wrapped her arm around Unicronia's back. "Okay, forget about going to Ratchet." She pulled Unicronia over to Rec room entrance. "See him. Over there." She pointed to a Green mech. "His name is Hound, and you are going to flirt with him." Arcee pushed Unicronia into the room.

Unicronia stumbled into the room, and collided with something. "I'm sorry!" Unicronia looked up to the owner of the voice. Primus hates her. It was Hound. "I'm Hound. I wasn't really looking where I was going."

"I-it's my fault! I-I'm Unicronia. I was shoved in here by that." She motioned her helm to Arcee who was obviously watching the two.

Hound laughed. "Arcee has issues."

Unicronia smiled. "Yes, she does. I have to go find Wheeljack." She waved and ran out.

Arcee ran after her. "Do you like him? Is he nice?"

"He's nice. I don't like him." Unicronia continued to run to the lab.

Arcee let out a groan, and stopped following her. "I'LL KEEP TRYING UNTIL I FIND YOU SOMEBODY!"

"Okay!" Unicronia laughed and continued running.

Unicronia slid into the lab, almost colliding with Wheeljack. "Did you know there's this room full of mechs under here?"

Wheeljack uncovered his face and gave her a strange look. "Are you okay, Unicronia?"

"No, I'm serious. If you go into the door across from the rec room it leads into a room full of creepy mechs."

Wheeljack continued to stare at her. "Okay, if my invention doesn't work, just tell me."

"No! It works great! We should show Ratchet!"

Wheeljack smiled. "Alright." He shrugged and grabbed her around the waist. "But first." Wheeljack slowly leaned forward. He looked right into her optics, and began rubbing her faceplates. "You have dust allover your face."

Unicronia jumped, and began wiping off her faceplates. "Is it better?"

Wheeljack gave her a thumbs up before snapping closed his battle mask. "Much."

Unicronia gave a cheeky grin before running with wheeljack to the Med bay.

"Are you ready for this, Ratchet?" Wheeljack asked for the fiftieth time.

"Yes! Just get the fragging thing over with!"

"Okay." Unicronia smiled, and began to walk to the wall. She jumped up, and took a flying leap through the wall. As soon as the top part of her body made it through she felt the wall solidify around her waist. "Frag." She felt her legs dangle on the other side of the wall. She glanced up, and caught sight of confused looking Prime.

"Hello, Unicronia." He greeted from his desk.

"Hi Prime."

"Do you need anything?"

"No. Just hanging out." Prime smiled at Unicronia. "Actually, Did you know there is this creepy group of mechs under the base?"

Optimus gave her a strange look. "I was not aware."

"You don't believe me?"

"No."

Unicronia nodded. "Fair enough." Both of their attention went to the door as a pounding knock reverberated off the walls.

The door opened to reveal a worried looking Wheeljack, and a laughing Ratchet. "I'm sorry, Prime." Wheeljack interrupted. "Unicronia, are you okay?"

"Yeah, just hanging out." Unicronia rested her elbows on the wall, and used her servos to hold her head up. Wheeljack's head fins flashed happily. "Ratchet, I swear if you don't stop recording, I'll blow myself up." Unicronia threatened.

Ratchet continued to laugh. "I'm done recording." He slowly got a hold of himself. "You should have seen yourself. You dove, and halfway through you just jerked to a stop." Ratchet wiped his optics. "It was great."

"You're an awful bot."

Prime stood up from his desk. "Can you guys get her out of my wall?"

Wheeljack shrugged. "We might have to knock the wall out."

Unicronia frowned. "Or I can just remain Prime's wall pet. He can feed me, and I can become his loyal companion."

Prime smiled. "I have to refuse that offer. It would not look very professional when representatives from other countries come into my office, and see a femme stuck in my wall."

"I won't bite."

"You haven't had your rabies shot yet, Unicronia." Ratchet teased.

"I can get it now."

"What are we going to do about your aft in the Med bay?" Wheeljack asked.

"Ratchet can stare at it. I know he things it's cute."

"In its own sagging way." Ratchet smirked.

"Was that an old joke?" Unicronia pouted.

"I'm afraid so."

"Ratchet, you're older than Unicronia." Wheeljack pointed out.

Optimus chuckled. "How long until you guys can get her out?"

Ratchet shrugged. "I can't say."

Wheeljack frowned. "I'm sorry, Unicronia."

"For what? Did you make it go off when I was half way out?"

"What? No!"

"Then don't apologize. This isn't the first time one of our inventions fragged me up." Unicronia laughed. "But I swear, if I'm not out of here by the end of the week I'm offlining myself. No offense, Optimus. You are a kind mech."

Optimus smiled. "None taken."

Unicronia hung from the wall and let out a sigh. Optimus glanced over to her. "Would you like me to get you some energon?"

"No."

Optimus smiled. "I will be going to the rec room in a while. Tell me if you change your mind."

Unicronia sighed again, and let her helm drop so she was facing the wall upside down. She quickly shot up. "Who just touched my aft?"

Optimus glanced to her. "Excuse me?"

"Somebody just touched my aft."

::Unicronia to Ratchet::

::What?::

::Who just touched my aft?::

::Nobody::

::Don't say that! Who just touched my aft?::

::Sunstreaker::

::He's dead::

::Ratchet out::

"Sunstreaker just touched my aft."

Optimus smiled. "Ratchet told me to tell you that he is turning off his comm. and that it wasn't Sunstreaker."

"Afthole!"

"I will be leaving now. Are you sure you don't want any energon? I'm not planning to come back."

"I'm sure. Good night, Optimus."

"Good night Unicronia." Optimus turned the lights off as he left the room.

Unicronia sighed. "I can't recharge like this. I'm playing the Mind game!" Unicronia relaxed her body and let it fall against the wall. "Wheeljack. Explosions. Boom. Fragging. Fun. Exploding. In-elegant. Me. Stuck. Wall. Frustrated. Explode. PRIMUS FRAG IT!"

Unicronia sighed. "Let's try this again. How about a human nursery rhyme? Jack and Jill went up a hill so Jack could lick her fanny. Jack got a shock and mouth full of cock because Jill's real name was Randy." Unicronia stared at the wall for minute. "What?"

Unicronia frowned. "Let's try that AGAIN. Jack and Jill went up the hill to have some hanky panky. Silly Jill forgot her pill and now there's little Frankie?" Unicronia groaned. "This isn't working!"

Unicronia started wiggling, trying to get out of the wall. She suddenly received a ping. She opened it up, and frowned. "Funny Bumblebee. Ha. Ha. 'Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall. All the king's horses and all the king's men had scrambled eggs for breakfast again.' Fragging Ratchet sent out the video."

Optimus stood outside his office door, and listened to the hysterical laughter. He held the two cubes of energon in his servo, and slowly opened the door. "Unicronia?"

The laughter stopped. "Optimus. Welcome to your office. I was just looking at some human stuff. They are quite funny."

Optimus nodded. "Grapple said he could cut you out this afternoon. I brought you some energon."

"Thanks Optimus."

Optimus nodded. "Of course."