They finally arrived home, Razer sitting on the couch while the three younglings cuddled up to her as she handed them their data pads to read. She sat in the middle of the couch thinking while Megatronous sat in her lap and Orion and Soundwave cuddled into her sides, an arm wrapped around both.

She wondered if she ever would be able to go back. But what if she went back with the sparklings and her two closest friends? More importantly, how would the war here turn out? Will the autobots be the good guys while the decepticons are the bad guys, or will it be switched?

Maybe Orion will be the one to lead us to destruction, something in her mind whispered.

She forced herself not to shake her head. She didn't want to believe Orion would be the reason for Cybertron's death, but she had a dreading feeling in her spark that no matter what she did, she couldn't change the outcome.

She was drawn out of her thoughts again when Megatronous asked, "Carrier, what's this word?"

Looking at the data pad, she pronounced the word slowly, "Imaginative."

Megatronous nodded, repeating what she said, then going back to his reading, making her chuckle. Razer looked at the other two younglings, asking, "Are you two stuck on anything?"

Orion and Soundwave shook their heads. Smiling, she said, "OK. Now, I need to get up so I can make some energon cookies."

Megatronous leapt off her in an instant on to the couch, his data pad clutched to him securely. Razer chuckled and she moved off the couch and watched as Soundwave used his tentacles to bring Orion and Megatronous to him, Orion protesting but eventually settling in between his two brothers. Chuckling at their behaviour, Razer walked into the kitchen, preparing some energon cookies for them and the other three bots that would be here soon.

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"We're home!" Razer could hear Wheeljack yell, making her grin.

"Good, I just finished making the energon cookies!" Razer yelled back.

"CARRIER, SAVE ME SOME!" She could hear Starscream screech (should have called him Starscreech), and she could hear his high heeled pedes running towards her.

She got on one knee as Starscream came running into the kitchen, her arms wide. Starscream ran into her, trying his best to get his arms around her whole torso. Laughing, she hugged the youngling back, then let him go, and she grinned at him while she took a data pad out of sub-space. Handing it to the wide-eyed youngling, she said, "Soundwave picked this out for you; you might want to tell him thank you."

Starscream nodded, speechless, then he ran out, and she could hear metal hitting each other and a screech of, "THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU!"

Laughing again, she stood up and leaned against the counter, waiting till the cookies cooled down. As she waited, Wheeljack came in, looking very pleased.

"Oh Primus, who did you blow up this time?" Razer joked, earning a small glare, but it didn't last long as the pleased expression was back on his face plates.

"No one." She raised an optic ridge. "I actually didn't have anything blow up! It's like Starscream is a good luck charm. I managed to finish making that bomb today too."

Razer stared at him. "You were tampering with a bomb when you had a youngling with you?"

"… I made sure I kept him far away, but he kept coming over to watch."

"Maybe you could have taken him to another room to play in."

"But then somebot might have stolen him!"

Razer went quiet. She didn't have any comeback for that. "Frag, you win. This time."

Wheeljack threw his servo in the air, dancing and cheering, "Seventy-eight points to me, and seventy six points to you! I'm gonna win this by the end of the vorn!"

She laughed, "You wish! Now, get out of here and keep an eye on those younglings."

"Of course," Wheeljack did a mock bow and walked past her, only to steal an energon cookie and run off laughing like a maniac.

"WHEELJACK!" Razer shouted in a not-as-angry-as-she-hoped manner, turning towards the cookie criminal's retreating form. "Also, where's Ratchet?"

That's when Razer heard pede's trying to retreat, and she turned around and saw Ratchet backing up with an energon cookie sticking out his mouth and Primus knows how many in his servo. He gave Razer an innocent look, and she roared with laughter at the scene.

"Ratchet, you energon cookie stealer!" She laughed, "You can have them, but give some to the younglings, OK? I'll make another batch."

Ratchet nodded, leaving the kitchen with a sheepish look on his face plates.