A/N: Soo, Any of you know Honey Boo Boo now? I love her. If you don't know her, it really doesn't matter. She's from toddlers and tiaras, but her family and her got their own show, and it's hilarious! It reminds me of my family only a little bit.

Unicronia stood in front of her lab table looking at the blue prints of the Diego Garcia base. "So, there really isn't supposed to be a basement down here."

Mimic coughed. "There might have been teleporting involved when we first arrived, and one building might be missing a basement."

Far Stop looked around awkwardly. Tiny chuckled. "There is no maybe! It really happened!"

Mimic rolled his optics. "Really?" he yelled at the tall mech.

"Yes, really. You were there."

Unicronia laughed as Far Stop sighed. "He wasn't asking really. He was using it as an expression of disbelief."

Tiny smiled. "Really?"

"Yes." Mimic yelled.

"I wasn't asking. I was using it as an expression of disbelief." Tiny threw his nose in the air, and walked away.

Unicronia laughed harder. "I love that mech!"

Mimic sighed. "Sometimes I wonder about him. For a physicist, he scares me."

Unicronia smiled. "I'm going to go see Wheeljack. You guys find out what went wrong with the last invention!"

Far Stop and Mimic saluted. "Of course, Lady Unicronia." Far Stop called after her.

Unicronia sneaked through the hall heading to Wheeljack's lab. Oh, she was going to get revenge for scaring her in the med bay. REVENGE WOULD BE SWEET! She poked her helm through the doorway, and looked around.

The room was empty. Unicronia stepped into the room, and looked around. Absolutely nobody was in there. Strange. Wheeljack was always in his lab at this time. ALWAYS!

"Whatcha doin?"

"AHHH!" Unicronia jumped into the air, and turned around with her mouth wide open. "Wheeljack!"

Wheeljack smiled. "I followed you all the way here. What were you doing?"

Unicronia quickly got a hold of herself. "I WAS going to scare you!" Wheeljack began chuckling. "DON'T LAUGH!"

Wheeljack's mask covered his faceplates. "Sorry." He mumbled laughter still evident in his voice.

Unicronia pouted. "Yeah, whatever. I actually came here to talk about the inter-dimensional traveler."

Wheeljack's helm fell to the side. "Hmm. Well, out of the scraps we had from the prototype we could always make some other cool invention."

"No! I want to make this thing work! Haven't you ever wondered what it could be like in other dimensions? What if the Autobots are the bad guys? Or maybe there never even was a war!"

Wheeljack sat down on a stool. "Hmm. I have, but let's face it. That invention was never meant to work."

Unicronia shrugged. "Well, yeah, we just wanted an excuse to blow something up, but NOW I want to seriously try."

Wheeljack shook his helm. "We can try. It would be neat knowing, but if I find out that in any of these dimensions I don't like explosions, I'm coming home, and destroying the invention."

Unicronia smiled. "Fair enough, now open that mask so I can kiss you!"

Wheeljack shook his helm. "No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"No!

"Yes!" Wheeljack yelled. "Wait no!"

Unicronia smiled. "You forget, I studied processors for a while. Now open up!"

Wheeljack pulled back his mask. "I didn't forget. I messed up on purpose!"

Unicronia laughed. "On purpose? I don't think so."

Wheeljack stood up and put his servos on Unicronia's hip structures. "You must not think."

Unicronia snorted and wrapped her servos around Wheeljack's neck. "Watch yourself. When I was WAY younger I used to think Perceptor was the hottest mech alive."

Wheeljack brought his forhead down, and rested it on Unicronia's. "Really? Was it his blue face, or his red paint?"

Unicronia giggled. "It might have been his near perfect aft."

"Do you have a thing for afts?"

"No, I mostly love doorwings, but doorwingers are so difficult to get. I don't see how Mimic did it."

Wheeljack laughed. "May I have my kiss now?"

Unicronia got up onto the tip of her pedes and pecked Wheeljack on the lip components. "You'll get more when I get my inter-dimensional traveler."

Wheeljack smiled. "I guess we better get started then."

Unicronia hugged Wheeljack. "Can we stay like this for a minute? I don't want to go down to my lab yet. Far Stop and Mimic are probably trying to see who can come up with the best line to pick on me, and want this one to be a good one."

Wheeljack laughed. "If you say so."

Unicronia pulled away. "You know what? I haven't had any energon today. Let's go get some." She smiled and began walking out of the room.

Wheeljack stood where Unicronia left him. A frown evident on his lip components. "You don't like having energon in the rec room."

Unicronia shrugged. "You do, though. I'm sure you haven't talked to any of them today."

Wheeljack frowned. "Only if you don't mind."

Unicronia shrugged. "It's fine. Cryfire is usually in there smacking bots with his car antenna."

"You just want to watch mechs get slapped around." Wheeljack smirked.

Unicronia shrugged. "As the humans say, 'To each their own.'"

Wheeljack's mask snapped closed. "Let's go." He walked to the door where Unicronia was, and grabbed her servo.

Unicronia jumped. "W-what are you doing?"

Wheeljack smirked under his mask. "I'm holding my potential bond mate's servo."

Unicronia felt her cooling fans kick on to cool her embarrassed frame. "Jerk."

Wheeljack chuckled. "Well, come on, Love. Let's go." He pulled her out of the room, and towards the Rec. room. He glanced back to her, and smiled. Unicronia was looking down at the ground, and small frown on her lips. She always got that look when she was embarrassed.

Wheeljack let go of Unicronia's servo, and continued walking. "Hey!" Wheeljack turned to Unicronia's protest. "Why did you let go?"

Wheeljack smiled. "I was tired of tugging you around."

Unicronia walked up beside Wheeljack and gripped his servo. "I'll try to keep up then."

Wheeljack's smile reached his optics, and he laughed. "Alright then."

Unicronia walked right beside Wheeljack a small content smile on her face. The rec. room wasn't a far walk. Unicronia half wished it was longer, but the other half wished she had gotten to the rec room sooner.

Cryfire stood smirking in front of a well know yellow front liner. The yellow mech was pissed. Cryfire's smirk just grew with every growing second.

Sunstreaker finally punched the dark gray mech in the gut. Unicronia flinched and ran up to Cryfire who was holding his tank. "Are you okay?"

Cryfire groaned. "I see why Far Stop likes him."

Unicronia frowned as Wheeljack ran up to Sunstreaker. "Sunny, why'd you do that?"

"That idiot hit me with his fragging antenna! He scratched my perfect paint job!"

Unicronia stood up. "Look at my fallen soldier!"

Cryfire sat up. "Lady Unicronia, I'm not fallen. Oof!" He fell back to the ground when Unicronia kicked him in the face.

"He's even delirious!"

"That's because you just kicked him!" Sunstreaker yelled.

Cryfire sat back up. "Lady U- Oof!"

"See you just did it again!"

Wheeljack glanced between the three, not knowing what to do. "You guys!"

"I did not!" Unicronia yelled.

Wheeljack sighed. "Unicronia, I- Oof!" Wheeljack gripped his tank. "You just elbowed me!"

"You're right, Wheeljack. Sunstreaker should apologize for the damage he caused!"

"WHAT!" Sunstreaker yelled. "YOU CAUSED ALL THE DAMAGE!"

"You punched my poor mech in the tank, and repeatedly kicked his face! Not to mention what you did to poor Wheeljack!"

Wheeljack groaned. "I'm going over there." He pointed to the table where Jazz sat smiling at the whole fiasco. He slowly walked over to the table and sat down. "Hey Jazz."

Jazz smiled. "Femmes. Dangerous aren't they?"

Wheeljack groaned as Unicronia tackled the front liner. "I didn't see that. I didn't see that. I didn't see that."

Jazz laughed. "So ya two get ta the berth yet?"

Wheeljack jumped. "I didn't hear that. I didn't see that. I didn't hear that. I didn't see that!" Wheeljack's optics went wide as Unicronia had somehow grabbed a small table and chunked it at Sunstreaker.

Hound walked in and barely gave any notice to the fight going on. He smiled at Jazz and Wheeljack, then sat down at their table. "Femmes." He muttered as he shook his helm. "To think that one was stuttering, and shy when she first got here."

Wheeljack flinched as Unicronia was thrown into the wall. Jazz's smile disappeared. "She's not gonna be happy at tha one."

Cryfire got up off the ground, and punched Sunstreaker. Hound shook his helm. "Sunny isn't going to be happy about that."

Wheeljack's helm hit the table, as he offlined his optics. "I'm no watching!"

Jazz chuckled. "Ya know, Jackie here hasn't gotten her in the berth yet."

Hound looked over to Wheeljack. "Really? I thought after how long it took you guys to get together that you two would be at it like turbo-bunnies."

Wheeljack groaned. "I'm not listening!"

Jazz laughed. "Guess I better comm. Prowl."

Hound smiled. "That would be a good idea. Unicronia, Sunny, and the other mech don't look like they are going to stop anytime soon."

Wheeljack groaned.

Prowl stood in front of the three bots. "Fighting? In the rec. room?"

Unicronia lifted her servo. "Prowl, you can't hold Cryfire and I here. We aren't Autobots."

"But you were on Autobot territory! Two days in the brig. Sunstreaker after you get out you will help clean the med bay."

"What?" Sunstreaker yelled. "What about these two?"

"This is their first offense. If it happens again they'll get worse. Inferno, please take these three to the brig, separate cells, no visitors."

"Aww!" Unicronia yelled.

Inferno saluted the second in command. "Yes, sir!" He put his servo on Unicronia's shoulder. "It's not that bad. No visitors just mean that you get to bond with Sunny, and this guy."

"My designation is Cryfire."

"Yeah, him."

Unicronia snorted. "Yeah, him…"

Far Stop ran down the hall to Optimus Prime's office. He must say, when he heard about what happened to Lady Unicronia he laughed, and laughed, and laughed. It was hilarious. Then he realized he would have to watch the crew while she was gone. Mimic laughed and laughed and laughed at THAT!

Far Stop slid to a stop in front of the Prime's door. He rolled his shoulders, stood up taller, and tried to be as Prowl like as possible. He knocked at the door, and waited for the signal to enter. "Yes." Optimus called through the door.

Far Stop took one last deep breath, and walked into the office. "We need to talk."

Optimus looked surprised to see the Unicronian second in command. "About what, may I ask?"

"About the fact that my leader is in the brig!"

Optimus' helm turned to the side. "Excuse me?"

"My leader, Lady Unicronia, is in the brig with Cryfire, and Sunstreaker. Don't get me wrong the idea of Sunstreaker being locked up just heats me up, but Lady Unicronia shouldn't be locked in there!"

Optimus sighed. "I will Comm. Prowl about it." Far Stop stood there waiting for Optimus to finish the silent conversation. Optimus let out another sigh. "I'm sorry, but she must stay there."

"How long?"

"Prowl said two days."

Far Stop nodded. "I see." He slowly walked up to Optimus. "I'm not going to feel sorry about this." He reeled back his fist…

Unicronia sat in her cell, right next to Sunstreaker's. "Sunny, I-"

"Don't call me that!"

The door opened up, and Far Stop came walking down the steps. Unicronia smiled. "Far! You came to free me!" Far Stop walked pass her cell and into the one next to her's. "What are you doing?" She yelled.

"I found out you got put in the brig. I laughed at first, but then Mimic pointed out that if you were in the brig, I was in charge. I went to Optimus to let you out, but he said no, so I punched him."

Sunstreaker snorted. "You punched Optimus?"

"Yeah, It was the only way to get out of being in charge."

"You mean you didn't do it out of frustration? You did it out of desperation of not wanting to be in charge?" Unicronia yelled.

Cryfire laughed from his place across to Unicronia. "I would do the same."

Mimic ran down the stairs, and into the brig cell next to Cryfire's. "What the frag is wrong with you guys?"

Unicronia looked both ways. "Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Far Stop leaned the wall in his cell. "So, what did you do?"

"I kicked Prime's interface panel."

"I punched Prime."

Mimic smiled. "Nice."

Unicronia snorted. "Poor Prime."