A/N: Sorry for any typos, like I said in one of my other stories. I'm working on an AWSOME new desktop, and I'm not used to a real keyboard. Anyways, anybody else see Yahoo's front newws page? Josh Duhamel got himself right on there for defending Tebow, some quarterback. I just read the article cause I saw Josh's name XD.

I saved my friend today. we were going to a store, but we had to go down this slope, and she started to slide, and I though she was going to fall! So I grabbed her to steady her, and I took the fall for her. My knee was all torn up, my elbow has scraps, I have road rash on the side of my hand from sliding across the pavement, and there was blood EVERYWHERE! My official story is that there was an assassin, and they were going to kill my friend so I saved her by creating a distraction, but sadly, I took an arrow to the knee... (Energon cookie for anyone who gets the reference!)

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Minimus Prime: XD Ratchet and Wheeljack are my second favorite slash pairing! I love Mimic. He's my big slut! XD I'm updating now.. XD \

I Am Blueberry: XD Thankies! Unicronia is so funny. Merry Christmas to you too! (Even though I'm late.)

Mayday200: Yes they are! I couldn't keep them away for long. Wheeljack gets kind of needy.

Anonymous BW FG: XD I would too! I think bullying can be in all different forms. verbal, physical. I mostly get the verbal kind. Names, being harassed. Stuff like that. It's mostly from kids younger than me who don't know me. I like to express myself through my clothes really. I like the style of casual gothic lolita. (Google it! It is beautiful! I love it!) and that's the way I dress, so people who don't really know me, make fun of me in different ways. I don't really care, but it just makes me mad that some people can't be a little bit more nicer instead of driving people to kill themselves. XD A lot of people would go the physical way. I probably would, but I can't even do a pushup, so I'm pretty sure I'd get the crap beat out me. XD It was seventy something today, and yesterday it like fifty. XD

Sounddrive (Ch 1): RIGHT! he is a little demon!

(Ch5): RIGHT! he is a little demon!

Autobotschic: XD thank you! If I wasn't a weakling I'd probably beat them up too. My friend actually punched the crap out of a girl because her and her boyfriend were being jackasses to her. She earned respect from the whole school, because she did it right in front of the principal. XD She got supsended for three days. The other girl did too, but it didn't go on their permanent records, because if it did the other girl would have gone to jail for being on parole. EWW! Oh my gosh! No! I don't! My friend smashed her finger on some weights, and its all purple, and nasty! I can't even look at that!

Unicronia laid next to Wheeljack on his berth, holding his servo. Both were staring up at his ceiling with smiles. Unicronia leaned up to Wheeljack's helm. "When you said your invention exploded and caused a miniature universe, I didn't think you meant, a miniature universe."

Wheljack simply smiled. The the black void that floated overhelm never left his sight. "I think I want to give it to you."

Unicronia shuttered her optics. "You want to give me the mini universe?"

Wheeljack's smile grew. "It's yours, if you want it."

Unicronia rolled on top of Wheeljack, and straddled him. "Of course I want it." She leaned down, and pecked his lips. "I also want you to go to med bay." She raised his severed servo up, and made it wave at him. "I think I like you better in one piece. Less to keep up with."

Wheeljack laughed as he grabbed his servo away from the femme. "I thought I'd give Ratchet a break tonight. He's been so busy between rebuilding you, me, and Ironhide, that I doubt he's been getting much recharge."

Unicronia rolled off of Wheeljack, and turned her attention back to the small Vacuum above them. "Do you think we'll be like Ironhide, and Ratchet someday?"

"What do you mean?"

"They were planning on bonding. Do you think one day we'll be wanting to bond with each other?"

Wheeljack remained silent for awhile. He finally rolled over on his side to face Unicronia. "I don't know. It doesn't sound like such a long shot, but I haven't been able to build an invention to predict the future yet."

Unicronia smiled. "Neither have I, but I think Time machine is next on my invention list."

"Remember the list of inventions we promised Ratchet that we'd never make?"

"Yes."

"What was number one?"

Unicronia laughed. "Time machine!"

Wheeljack smiled. "Time is complicated. It's not something so simple that we can just mess with it."

"Yeah, I know."

Unicronia and Far Stop finished getting the mini Universe out of Wheeljack's room. It was being stored in a plexiglass sphere, and being set up in her lab for observation.

Mimic stared at the orb along with Far Stop, and Tiny. "Wheeljack went too far this time! A universe? Really?"

Far Stop shrugged. "It's sweet. Right Bowcaster?"

Bowcaster glanced over from Blobatron, and nodded before turning back to the green blob. She was slowly peeling off the dried shriveled pieces of goo from the blob.

"See? It's sweet."

Mimic frowned. "He's making the rest of us look bad! He's just being a show off, that's all!"

Far Stop snorted. "Okay."

Tiny glanced away from the orb. "You guys think it will sprout new tiny organisms?"

Realization hit Far Stop and Mimic as they both looked at each other. "We're gods!" They both yelled at the same time.

Tiny frowned. That didn't sound too good.

Prowl sighed as he leaned back in his chair. His work was piling up. He groaned as his door slid open. "Jazz, I am no-"

Prowl jumped as the mech, which certainly was not Jazz, slammed his fists against Prowl's desk. "I want you right now, Prowl."

"Mimic, I am on duty."

"But I'm a god!"

Prowl raised an optic ridge. He slowly stood up, and walked up to the door to close it. "You are no god, Mimic."

"I am too!"

Prowl sighed as stepped up to Mimic. "I give you free reign to frag who you like, but I'd like to let you know," Prowl placed his servo on Mimic's chest, "If you were god, I wouldn't be allowed to do this." He pressed his lips against Mimic's.

Mimic pulled away. He licked his lips and smiled as he forced Prowl against his desk. "No, I'm pretty sure I'd still be god."

Unicronia slowly glanced around the hall, until she spotted the mech she was looking for. "WHEELJACK!"

Wheeljack turned from his conversation with Mirage, and smiled at Unicronia. "Unicronia!"

Mirage smirked. "I shall leave the two love birds alone."

"No, it's okay, we'll be leaving, well, Wheeljack will be leaving to pick Perceptor up, along with Optimus, and a few others."

Wheeljack went stiff, before he quickly began running down the hall shouting, "I FORGOT!"

Unicronia smiled. "That's my mech!"

Mirage shook his helm. "Any plans yet?"

"Huh?"

"Bonding?"

"We spoke about it, but we're not sure."

"I see."

Unicronia smiled. "My Mimic senses are tingling."

Mirage raised an optic ridge. "Excuse me?"

"I think Mimic is doing somet- Far Stop too?" Unicronia turned on her heel, and quickly power walked down the hall.

Far Stop leaned against the hallway's wall. He smirked as stomping sounded down the hall. Soon Sunstreaker came around the corner, and slammed his servo against the wall beside Far Stop's helm. "What the frag is your problem? I am not a mech you want to leave sitting alone waiting."

Far Stop smirked. "Don't like being stood up, do you?"

Sunstreaker glared. "I told you what happened, and if you don't like it I can just shove it up your tailpipe!"

Far Stop glared right back at Sunstreaker. "It's not my fault I'm god. A busy god at that."

Sunstreaker leaned away from Far Stop, and crossed his servos. "Really, you're god?'

"You heard me, or are your audials not working."

Sunstreaker growled. "You're just lucky I keep you around!"

Far Stop stuck his glossa out. "Frag you."

Sunstreaker pinned Far Stop against the wall. "You rile me up on purpose, don't you?"

Far Stop smirked. "Guess I do."

Sunstreaker snorted. "Keep this up, and I might keep you around a little while longer."

"Don't you dare touch my second in command you Golden Chicken Nugget!"

Sunstreaker's helm turned to the silver and blue femme before he growled. "What the frag do you want, Unicronia?"

"My Far Stop, and Mimic senses were tingling, and it's never good for them both to go off at the same time!"

"Lady Unicronia!" Far Stop pushed himself off the wall, and stomped up to Unicronia. "I was about to-"

"I know what you were about to do! You were going to climb right onto Sunstreaker and -"

"Mute it!" Sunstreaker glared. "I'm going. I'll see you later, Far Stop." Sunstreaker shoved past the two before stomping down the hall.

"Lady Unicronia! I was about to rock his wold!"

Unicronia covered her mouth. "I thought you were going to punch his face!"

Far Stop groaned. "Mimic is with Prowl. Go ruin his fun too."

"Ew. I know what Mimic is doing." Unicronia made a gagging motion. "Not interested."

"What?" Far Stop groaned. "What a fragging rip off!"

Unicronia shrugged. "If it makes you feel any better, I doubt Mimic can get into Perceptor's berth. That guy is bonded to science." A delighted look crossed Unicronia's face. "I wonder if he'll join the Unicronians."

Far Stop sighed. "That's nice. Why don't we go look over your mini Universe now?"

"Oh, and by the way." Unicronia smiled. "You and Mimic are not the god of that Universe." Far Stop stiffened. "I am." Unicronia finished as she walked ahead of Far Stop. "Only me!"