A/N: Hee hee. I love reviews. I read one, I can't remember who said it, I'll find out when I go through and answer them, but one of them asked what happened to the other Unicronia, which I stupidly didn't think of, and then I was like Ohh! Since this is a cross over arc already, why not bring one of my other stories in on this. So I did. I brought in "Oh Primus!" You don't have to read it to understand this chapter, but I recommend it. (Of course I do! I wrote it!) I'm sorry, self-advertising here~! XD You really don't have to. It won't keep you from understanding anything.
MY MOTHER IS TRYING TO FORCE WINE ON ME! Tell her to stop! I don't wanna drink… Not yet anyways. XD Some eighteen year old I am. I do have a soft spot for strawberry daiquiris though.
REVIEWS~ (from the what? Last hour since I updated? XD It's my weekend, I'm out of it.)
Autobot-Mayday- Hello again! XD I know I would be yelling that if Ratchet was trying to give our Babies brain damage! (which reminds me, did you know that Diet cocacola is directly linked to mental retardation? My AP Biology teacher told us, and if it was kept at the right temperature for so long the chemical changes, and turns into another one that undertakers use to preserve bodies. –shivers- Shut up Ninja! Nobody wanted to know that!)
Anonymous BW FG (She's the one who made me think a litte!) - Hello again! XD all shall be explained! I can't believe I didn't think of what happened to her! No wonder I dropped out of Ninja School! Well, that and apparently the words Oops and I'm sorry are heavily frowned upon….
Unicronia onlined her optics to a blinding white. "Ow. What the frag?"
"Shut up, femme."
Unicronia sat up and saw a pissed off pure white femme. "Who are you?"
The femme looked at her with wide optics, and an open mouth. "Does none of my children know of me anymore?"
A red mech walked up to the white femme and sighed. "I'm sure that's not the problem."
"Shut up! You got a freaking faction named after you!."
"It wasn't named after me. It was named after her." The red mech pointed to Unicronia. He rolled his optics. "Now calm down, and explain to the poor femme what you did."
The white femme sighed. "I blame you." She glared to the red mech.
"I didn't do it!" He objected.
The white femme smirked. "I didn't say you did it. I said I'm blaming you."
Unicronia stared at the two as they bickered. "Alright." She slowly stood up. "Who are you, and what am I doing here?"
The white femme gave a shout of aggravation. "I am Primus!"
"You're kidding." Unicronia laughed. The white femme gave her an unamused glance. "Oh frag." Unicronia sighed. "I would like to apologize now for all the wrong stuff I did in my life. I'm sorry for punching that priest. I'm sorry for offlining that turbo puppy when I was a sparkling. I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sorry for using your name in horrible ways. And I'm sorry for threatening to torture you with acid."
"You know that barely scratches the surface of what you did, right?" Primus lifted an optic ridge.
"That's all the stuff I remember off the top of my helm."
Primus nodded. "You're not offline. There was just slight confusion."
Unicronia glared at Primus. "Slight confusion? What do you mean slight confusion?"
"Well, you see. I didn't do it. It was all him." She pointed to the red mech.
The red mech glared at her. "I'm sorry about the fragging metal shaving castle, okay?" He yelled.
"What about the sand castle?"
"That one wasn't my fault!"
"Did you crush it?"
"Yes, but I-"
"Then it's your fault!" Primus shouted.
Unicronia stared at the two. "What did one or the other of you do?"
"Unicron sent the wrong Unicronia to Earth."
"What?" Unicronia shouted. "What is Unicron doing touching me?"
"That's hurtful." The red mech mumbled. "Besides, it wasn't me, it was Primus!"
"Gods don't make mistakes."
"Lies!"
"Gods don't lie."
"More lies!" Unicron shouted.
"Wait. Am I in the well of Sparks?" Unicronia shouted.
"Not. We have to find a way to get the other Unicronia back here, and you back there." Primus sighed.
Unicronia shifted uncomfortably. "So, how did whoever screw up?"
"When a bot loses consciousness their soul goes into the grey world, as I call it. The in-between life and offlinement, but it is also used by bots whose other halves haven't offlined yet. They use the pool to watch over them.
"You're counterpart is in the grey world. Pretty much what happened was you came in, she fell out, Unicron thought she was you, and put her back into your body." Primus explained.
"So, this grey place, It is used for all dimensions?" Unicronia asked.
"It is. There is only one Primus and Unicron. And it was Primus not me." Unicronia explained.
"How do I get back?" Unicronia asked.
Primus shrugged. "Beats me. I'm not the scientist here. And it was Unicron!"
"You made science!" Unicronia shouted.
"I also made up aftholes. It doesn't mean I understand 'em!"
Unicronia nodded. "Good point."
Sideswipe stared at Unicronia from across the med bay. She glared at Ratchet as he finished welding Sideswipe's arm into place. "Done." Ratchet announced. Sideswipe jumped up and skated out of the room as fast as he could.
"Look ! You traumatized the poor mech!" Unicronia shouted in Cybertronian.
A purple and yellow mech walked into the med bay whistling. "Oh! Lady Unicronia, You're back!" He smiled as he shouted the words in English.
"She doesn't know English, and she isn't your Unicronia." Ratchet mumbled bluntly.
"Oh." The mech switched to Cybertronian. "Would you, fine femme, like to join me in the berth." He gave quick wink.
Unicronia jumped. "Um, no. I'm bonded."
"He can join in too. Pit, I can probably get Prowl in too."
"Mimic!"
The mech jumped and turned to a white and black mech. "Prowl!" Unicronia yelled.
Prowl turned his attention to his Cybertronian name. "Unicronia, you have to speak English."
Ratchet growled and stomped up to the femme. He began mumbling curses under his breath as he uploaded the files for the English language. "There. Now she can understand you!"
Prowl gave Ratchet a confused glance. "Unicronia, you have to speak English." He repeated himself.
"Is this right?" She asked in English.
Prowl nodded. "What happened to her, Ratchet?"
"She is the wrong Unicronia. I can only guess where the other one is."
The femme sighed. "You keep saying I'm the wrong one, but I'm the same one I've always been."
The purple and yellow mech laughed. "The designation is Mimic. I am Lady Unicronia's Third in command." Mimic gave a bow. "I have also been looking for you so I can ask when Far Stop and I can leave the brig."
Unicronia stared at him. "That makes no sense. You already left."
Mimic frowned. "This one is no fun. Blobitron got out, by the way." Mimic turned on his heel and left.
Prowl watched the mech go. "Why was Mimic in the brig? I didn't send him there. And what is a Blobitron?"
Ratchet shrugged. Unicronia turned her helm to the side. "Better question. Why did he call me Lady Unicronia?"
"Because Unicronia, is the leader of the Unicronians." Prowl answered.
"Do they submit themselves to Unicron?"
"It's Primus you should be worried about." Prowl answered bluntly as he followed the yellow and purple mech out of the door.
Unicronia blinked a few times. "I'm confused."