Swoop carried me the entire way to who-knows-where. I didn't drop my sketchbook, by the way. Thanks for asking. You can draw him now! He's here! A little mind voice squealed.

"We're here!" The Dinobot seemed even happier than before, if that was possible. He had chatted to me the entire time in the air. If anyone had been listening, I'm pretty sure they would thought they were insane. I wasn't even sure if I was sane, at this point. "Where's here?" "The Ark." He said simply.

The Ark...wasn't that name of the Autobot ship that had crash-landed on Earth? That was a lot of orange. Who had painted this thing with such a bright, obnoxious color? I would have thought that being in the middle of a war and all, the Autobots wouldn't have painted their ship such a look-at-me color. Seriously, even I, a puny human, could see it from high up in the air. Any enemy could easily take it out.

Why are you even thinking about that? I shook my head. Right, focus on being carried by flying metal robot to meet the rest of his 'team'. Somehow I doubted they would be so welcoming. Before we even got close to the base, Swoop turned from a straight course towards the ship for one a further off course. "Why are we not going straight there?" "Take safer way." For the first time, Swoop sounded...nervous. Did this mean he didn't have permission for grabbing me out of nowhere? Judging by previous insights on the Autobots' overall character (they did save humans pretty much every day, after all), I wasn't surprised.

I really want time after this to draw Swoop. He owes me.

Grimlock growled. Swoop was missing. Again. The rest of the Autobots had come back, but Swoop hadn't. When questioned about it, the most any of them could do was give a helpless shrug or shake of the helm. That meant that the flier was probably playing around somewhere. He better not bring back weird pink trees like last time...

"Hi Grimlock!" And there was the famed Dinobot himself. Something dropped to the floor from his claws, but Grimlock wasn't interested in whatever Swoop had brought home now. "Swoop, why not come back right away?" "Busy!" The T-Rex rolled his optics. "Swoop never busy." He reminded the other Dinobot under his command.

The little thing that Swoop had dumped on the floor started making noises. Curious, Grimlock stepped closer, examining it. His optics narrowed once he realized what he was seeing. He turned on the flier. "Swoop! No take humans!"

I laid on top of the metal floor Swoop dropped me on. Opening my eyes, I saw a...metal T-Rex? A being even bigger than Swoop had seemed. I guess this is one of the other Dinobots he was talking about meeting? "Hi Grimlock!" I rolled my eyes at Swoop's cheerful tone. Judging by this 'Grimlock's' body language, he wasn't too happy seeing Swoop.

I took a pencil out of the binding of the sketchbook. Flipping open to an empty page, I began drawing the barest outline of the T-Rex in front of me. Something about the guy just made me want to press harder on the pencil tip, however. Eventually, the inevitable happened. The lead broke. "No!" A shadow came over me. I looked up, up into Grimlock's blue eyes, right before his head moved towards Swoop instead. He didn't look happy. "Swoop! No take humans!"

Someone picked me up. I yelped, before realizing it was Swoop. "This Kendra." Grimlock looked unamused. "Why human here?" "Because Swoop here thought it would be a fine idea to make me meet the rest of the Dinobots!" I interjected. The T-Rex turned his imposing view on me again. Maybe speaking out wasn't such a fine idea. But he didn't kill me, or maim me, or anything like that. Instead, the notebook on the floor caught his attention. "What this?"

"Um...my sketchbook?" At his incomprehension, I changed my word choice. "A book that I draw in?" At that, Grimlock's look of confusion cleared. Someone needs to teach these guys something about humans... "Draw what?" Now Swoop, my kidnapper, was interested. "Anything, I suppose." "Draw Swoop!" With that, he dumped me onto the floor next to the green book. "Sorry, no can do. My pencil's broken." I explained, holding up before-mentioned object. "Swoop find new pencil."

Before he could take off, I waved my arms frantically. "Wait! I just need a knife or something to fix it. Not a new pencil." Judging by Grimlock's reaction to me, I was pretty sure that I wasn't supposed to be here. Who knew how the other Autobots would react to me? No, the best thing to do was lay low and just meet the other Dinobots. Curse me for saying so, but I was curious about what these guys were actually like. Not to mention the other Dinobots I hadn't even met yet.

"Human sharpen?" A hunk of metal thumped down next to me, shaking me out of my thoughts. "Er, sure?" I looked at the T-Rex, and noticed a strange hole in the wall, where something seemed to be missing. If I didn't know better, I would have sworn that the Dinobot had just torn a piece out of the wall, just so I could draw Swoop.

It took very little time. The pencil was pointy in no time. I carefully turned back to my previous attempt at drawing Swoop. I drew, self-conscious of the fact that both of the huge robots were watching me do so. With the actual Dinobot in front of me, I completed the picture with considerable ease compared to before. I turned it to show them.

Silence. I snuck a peek. Swoop seemed pleased...but what about Grimlock? He grunted. "Look like Swoop." Did he just sound...amazed? "Do other pictures?" "Yes?" I wished I didn't sound so unsure.

"GRIMLOCK!" Something crashed through what appeared to be a doorway of some sort. A huge...triceratops? It noticed me. Lowering its head, it shouted. "Human!"